Cullen drew his hand away from his boyfriend and shoved his way through a small opening in the group, heading for the dark shadow of a ladder he could see at the edge of the roof. “Whatever. Maybe we need a better plan because he’s just fucking with us right now and I have no interest in being fucking kidnapped to a demon dimension.”
Dom called out to him but Cullen ignored him, climbing shakily onto the old ladder and beginning his descent. After a few moments of heavy silence, Walker scrambled after him, his thick soled boots loud on the metal above him.
The moment they were on the ground, Walker reached for his hand again, intertwining their icy fingers. Cullen did not object, did not pull away again, only squeezed a little tighter to welcome the warmth.
“I…I’m sorry that–”
“It’s not your fault, Walker.” He sighed, shaking his head. He’d lost count of the amount of times Walker had apologized since Leviathan had escaped from inside him. To Cullen. To the society of demon hunters they answered to–a small scattering of humans who practiced magic all over the world. He’d even gone to his parents' graves and cried and begged for forgiveness and mercy for his weakness. Cullen had remained silently by his side, his hand on his back, and had wondered selfishly how it felt to have a family that loved you–even if they were gone. Even if they hated you after death. It wasn’t an experience he’d ever had the chance to have. Walker was one of the few Diviners that had been born into this life. Not everyone here had been so lucky.
Walker fell silent beside him now, his eyes on the ground, clearly disagreeing with Cullen’s words. Cullen would have reassured him if he wasn’t so bone tired. His lip throbbed and he felt…dirty, the memory of phantom hands all over his body.
“I need a shower.” He sighed as they made their way back up the tall hill where the school rested. Just outside of the city, surrounded by an invisible barrier that drove regular humans away, just as the curse on the city did. He glanced at Walker and smiled slyly, his thumb running up the soft part of his hand. “Want to join me?”
Walker threw him a startled look. “Oh. Are you sure? I know you must feel…”
“I do. That’s why I want you to join me. To help me forget about it.” He saw Walker’s hesitation and felt the little bubble of hope deflate in his chest. “Unless you don’t want to.” Walker hardly ever wanted to. It was something about their relationship that drove him absolutely insane sometimes, though he tried not to be pushy about it.
“No, I do!” Walker burst out, the intensity of the words surprising him. “Especially if it’s what you need right now.” He smiled and sped his pace, his hand tightening on Cullen’s. “Let’s go.”
3
The Academy soared overhead, like a castle on top of a small mountain, though it was a simple grouping of normal buildings. Three dormitories with five bedrooms each–most of which were empty–and one taller building where they took their classes. A small track field and training area where they could morph their bodies to be able to handle the intense amounts of energy that it took to summon the heavenly magic, to control it and turn it into a deadly weapon that could kill demons.
Except for ancient, ridiculously powerful ones anyway. But he supposed that was why Walker’s family had sealed that bastard Leviathan away in the first place. They hadn’t been able to kill him then and they couldn’t kill him now.
What would happen to Cullen if…
“Stop worrying.” Walker wrapped his arm around his shoulders, pulling him close. “I promise I’ll keep you safe. I’ll fix this. Nothing will happen to you.”
After a long moment, Cullen gave him a small smile. “Yeah, I know. It’s gonna be fine.” He wrapped his arm around his waist, squeezing him closer for a moment before he let go and stepped ahead of him, leading the way into their dormitory.
A short, dark hallway led to five separate bedrooms, three of them empty, just as they had been since the first day he’d come here. The school was so small and empty of students that they had this building all to themselves, with all the other students and teachers residing in other dorms, so Cullen didn’t hesitate before grabbing Walker and pinning him to the wall, his foot darting out to kick the door shut before he kissed him.
Walker made a soft noise in his throat and slid his hands into Cullen’s hair, drawing him closer. His lips parted and Cullen’s tongue slid inside his mouth, twisting with his as his hands ran down his back. He grabbed him by the ass and lifted him, pinning him to the wall with his body. Walker tensed; Cullen knew it was because he didn’t like being handled this way. But he felt like being a bit selfish tonight.
And, besides…the throb in his lip was sending little bursts of pleasure down into his groin, making him feel a bit reckless. Though he tried very hard not to think aboutwherehe’d gotten the busted lip.
“Cullen…” Walker gasped, breaking the kiss. Cullen lowered his face, spreading a slow line of kisses down his throat before bringing his lips to his ear.
“You want me?” He asked in a husky whisper, giving him a sly smile.
Walker smiled a little nervously and nodded, his cheeks going pink. Cullen chuckled softly and pressed another quick kiss to his mouth before lowering him to the floor and spinning them around.
They stumbled their way into his bedroom–a small room with a thin bed pressed into the corner, a tall wardrobe and a desk for studying–still kissing, and Cullen dropped his hands to Walker’s waistband, fumbling his pants open before moving back up to unhook his cloak. It fell to the floor with a heavy thud. Cullen’s followed right after.
Their mouths met in another hard kiss, but Cullen quickly drew back again, yanking his shirt over his head. He tugged Walker’s off as well before coming back to him, his lips coming down on his with a bruising pressure. He groaned softly as another pulse of pain shot through him, his hand dropping to rub at Walker’s erection.
Walker gasped and tilted his head to the side to deepen the kiss, his hands dropping to fumble Cullen’s pants open. Cullen moaned softly into the kiss, stepping forward to press him up against the wall beside his bathroom door. Walker gasped into the kiss and Cullen’s hands slid down his back, pushing his pants down over his ass. His mouth dropped to his throat, giving it a slow lick before he sucked at the spot under Walker’s ear that he knew he liked.
“Fuck.” Walker hissed, his hand flying up to fist in his hair. Cullen moaned softly at the taste of him and bit down, his leg sliding between Walker’s to rub against his erection. Walker gave a yelp of pain but Cullen ignored it, being selfish again as he pushed him inside the bathroom. He barely made it two feet before he pinned his boyfriend to the wall again, his hand fisting in Walker’s hair to drag his head back. Walker let out another yelp and slid his hand into Cullen’s pants, taking his erection into a tight grip.
Cullen broke away from him with a harsh gasp, his hand coming up to press against the wall as Walker stroked him with quick, firm movements. Small shivers ran through him as heat began to burn in his belly, making him gasp andpump his hips forward. They kissed until he felt Walker go pliant against him, until Cullen’s legs were feeling weak and his breaths were coming harshly. His hand came up, curling around the back of Walker’s neck as he spun him around, his body pressing his back against the counter top. He shifted, his hips grinding forward so that their erections rubbed together, and Walker whimpered, his lips parting for him again.
Cullen explored his mouth with his tongue for a few heartbeats before drawing back and reaching for the drawer beside them. He pulled out a condom and the small bottle of lube that was in there, darting in to press a soft kiss to Walker’s cheek before he opened the bottle and poured some of the liquid onto his fingers.
Walker watched him with flushed cheeks, panting slightly. Cullen smiled at him, pulling him closer as he set the bottle down on the counter.
His arms went around his boyfriend, his mouth coming down on his, kissing him deeply again as his lubed fingers moved between his ass cheeks, rubbing at his entrance slowly. Walker let out a moan, wrapping his arms around Cullen's neck, pulling their bodies closer together as Cullen pressed a slow finger into him. When Walker groaned, Cullen pressed in deeper, starting to pump his finger.
