I stepped back, hoping his wardrobe had a damn door.
It did, but the sliding door was cracked open a couple of finger widths.I remained still, sensing him in the room, and wishing by sparks and stars that he didn’t open the door.I did not want to explain a sighting to my boss.That would downgrade my performance review and wipe out any chance of a bonus.I wanted that damn bonus—money didn’t grow on trees in any realm, and I wanted to get my own place instead of sharing with my brother.
The man walked past where I lurked and tossed his dressing gown on the floor right in front of me.I was so close I could’ve stuck out my tongue and given him a lick.As it was, my mouth opened at the sight of his naked body.
Lean and lithe.
I stared as he gave himself a stroke, and his cock stiffened in his hand.Could he see me?Was he doing that for me?
Weirder things had happened; my colleagues all had stories.
He smiled as if liking what he saw…oh.He wasn’t looking at me.The sliding doors must be mirrored, and he was watching himself jerk off.
I relaxed and opened the jar of marmalade in no rush to go anywhere.With the jar held by my tail, I pulled my phone out.For a couple of breaths, I hesitated.
He tugged on his now hard cock, rough like he wanted to twist the head off.His teeth raked over his lip.Then he dropped to his knees right in front of me, like he was about to reach into the wardrobe and drag me into the light, which caused an immediate slowdown of my heart and breathing—a fear response.Complete freeze.
I didn’t even blink.
Then he turned as if offering his ass…except it was already full, stretched with a plug.
My heart remembered to beat, and I took another lick of marmalade as I settled in to enjoy the show.The scent of his lust filled my lungs.
My tail and tongue were busy, but I had a free hand.I grabbed my aching dick and joined in, unable to resist.I was one hundred percent sure none of my friends were going to believe me when I told them about this.
The young man reached around and tugged on the plug, dragging it out and stretching his rim.Wrapped around his arm was a swirl of blue and gold ink.
I blinked, my mind processing what I was seeing.A dragon tattoo.
The kind sorcerers had.
Sorcerers were the kind of thing all little monsters were warned about.Contrary to human stories, monsters didn’t kidnap or eat children, ew—as if I’d eat a human, I’m vegetarian.
My gaze dropped to the man, the sorcerer’s leaking cock, okay, I’d totally eat him in that way.Very, very slowly until he begged to be devoured.
I took a slow lick of the marmalade, letting it go all melty in my mouth.
The man groaned as he worked the plug in his ass and his hand on his cock.I was tempted to offer him a hand, or tail, except he wore the mark of a sorcerer.Was this some kind of trap?
But if he was a sorcerer, he’d be aware I was there, and there was no magic in his room.I tapped my phone and ran the app to be sure.
Zero magic detected.
I glanced up and, before I doubted myself, hit record, telling myself that it was to ask about the tattoo back home.After all, I’d only heard about sorcerers, and while I knew the blue and gold belonged to the Brotherhood of the Eastern Dragon, I wasn’t sure about anything else.I never thought I’d see a sorcerer in the flesh…or so much sorcerer flesh.
The fact that the inked arm was attached to the hand working the plug gave me a good reason to focus, for research, on the ink.And it wasn’t as though I could leave.
Yeah, I should jump back to the kid’s wardrobe and slide back under the bed at the first opportunity.That would be the smart thing to do, but watching him fuck himself was hot.Even if he was a sorcerer who planned on crossing into the monster realm and killing us all.
If cats and dogs were bad.Sorcerers were worse.They ripped open monsters for the magic and reshaped it into whatever they wanted.No one wanted to be turned into an enchanted object.
I shuddered, and the wardrobe’s sliding door rattled.
Chapter2
Timothy
My hand stilled,tight around my dick.I was breathing hard, so it was impossible for me to be silent.I squeezed my cock, but the need to cum tightened my balls.Twice now I’d been interrupted.
