Leviathan pressed a gentle kiss to his neck–and lingered there, sucking at his skin until he shuddered, feeling himself growing hard again. Damn this new demon body. "I had a plan for today, but maybe we should stay in bed instead." He kissed his shoulder. "Would you like that, pet? Would you like to stay in bed and fuck all day?"
He sucked in a breath, his face growing hot. "Well…" He said quietly. "We could…maybe stay in bed for a little bit longer."
Leviathan chuckled and instantly began to move again.
To his surprise, Leviathan was still there when he came out of the shower, toweling off his hair.
"I thought you were going back to your own room to shower?” He had been surprised that Leviathan had said that he would, but he figured all the sex must have worn him down enough that he wanted privacy. Or maybe he had sensed that Cullen needed a moment alone. He wasn't sure and he wasn't going to bring attention to it by asking.
"I did." He shrugged. Cullen glanced him over, taking in the damp hair and the fresh clothes. "You just take really long showers." He continued, smirking. "Like a woman."
Cullen glared at him, dropping the towel on the floor. "Being clean does not make me a woman. Gods, you're so annoying sometimes."
Leviathan’s lips twitched, but he remained silent.
"So," Cullen muttered, changing the subject. "What's this plan you had?"
"Well, it's more an offer really. We'll do anythingyouwant to do tonight."
Cullen frowned, suspicious. "What brought this on?"
"Well," he said slowly. "I figured I'm trying to win you over now, to make youwantto stay with me. And I know one of the things you hated before withhimwas everything being chosen for you. So choose something for us to do today.”
His eyes narrowed. "Whatever I want?"
Leviathan flashed him a dark look. "Well, I wouldn't go suggesting anything stupid like going back to that pathetic academy, but yes, whatever you want."
"What if it's in the human world?"
Leviathan’s lips twitched again. "What is it you want to do?"
Cullen thought for a long moment, wondering how serious Leviathan was. Just as he’d said, Walker had hardly ever let him pick where they went for their dates, hardly ever done anything he wanted to do at all. The prospect of choosing… "Let’s go see a movie." He decided finally, grimacing at the simplicity of the request.
"A…movie?" Leviathan demanded, looking shocked. "You want me to go sit in a theater with a bunch of humans and weep over some trashy human film?"
Cullen rolled his eyes at the response and sighed softly, crossing his arms. “That’s exactly how Walker used to react. I knew you–”
“If you compare me to that pathetic runt again I’ll choke you with my cock for the rest of the night.”
Cullen jolted, his eyes widening at the threat. He felt the flush spreading across his face and grimaced, shifting as a nervous flutter moved through his stomach. Leviathan smiled.
“I was only surprised, pet, that’s all.” He stood and Cullen stumbled backwards, tensing as Leviathan stepped closer. “If that’s what you want to do, I am happy to oblige.”His hand came up, brushing back a strand of his hair; Cullen darted his eyes away, his face growing warmer.
“And I suppose,” Leviathan murmured when he remained silent, “that since it’s a date, you will be affectionate towards me?” His finger traced the shape of his ear and then slid down his throat. “No flinching. No snide comments.” His fingertip pressed against the hollow of his throat, making him gasp. “No rejections.”
“I…uh…” His throat gave a hard bob. “I guess I can handle that…”
He smiled.
27
Cullen fiddled with his hair in the mirrored wall of his bathroom, brushing through the short strands until they rested flat again, no longer sticking up in obviously just-fucked ways. He set the brush back on the counter with a trembling hand and then began to fumble with the sleeves of the dark blue sweater he wore, pushing them up to reveal his forearms before tugging them back down again self consciously.
This was his favorite shirt to wear on dates but…well, he didn’t want to dress up for Leviathan. Didn’t want to look nice for him or worry about his hair or the irritating fact that he didn’t have any cologne. Not that he should care.
Hedidn’tcare–
“Ready?”
