His face went hot with rage and desire. He was right andit completely pissed him off.
He jolted to his feet without a word, his hand locked on Leviathan's wrist. The Prince of Hell followed him without a word, letting him drag him down the staircase and out the door of the theater as if he were no more than a dog on a leash.
“Where are we–”
“Shut up!” Cullen hissed as he yanked him into the nearest bathroom.
It was mercifully empty, but he didn’t think he would have cared if it wasn’t. He dragged Leviathan into the nearest stall and pinned him to the wall, his hands locking down on the sides of his face as he slammed his mouth down on his with a soft moan. Leviathan made a soft, pleased sound into the kiss and slid his arms around his waist, yanking his sweater up so that his hands met the blazing skin of his stomach.
Seconds later Leviathan had slammed him up against the wall and spun him around, his hands yanking his pants down. He gasped as Leviathan’s erection sprang free, rubbing against his ass, and quickly pressed back against him. Leviathan groaned softly, rubbing his cock against him, before pressing it inside, his thrust swift and harsh. Cullen choked out a grunt of pain and pressed back again, desperate for more.
But Leviathan stilled, his hands latching onto Cullen’s wrists and dragging them behind his back. He pinned them there, forcing Cullen’s face to slam into the wall of the stall with his next harsh thrust. Cullen groaned breathlessly and mumbled for him to hurry, his cock throbbing painfully.
To his relief, Leviathan obeyed the request, his hips pumping forward again and again until he was buried deepinside him and Cullen’s eyes were rolled back in his head, his body spasming as another orgasm began to build. Heat curled, tight and vicious in his belly, and Leviathan was making weak, breathless sounds behind him as if he was just as lost in the moment. His hands were deathly tight on his wrists and his hip and he was being utterly brutal with him in a way that Cullen had always dreamed of.
Leviathan pressed closer to him, forcing his body up against the wall, and Cullen whimpered as his cock hit a new angle inside him, pressing against his stomach until he was worried it might burst. Leviathan shuddered against his back and seconds later his teeth came down on his skin, his thrusts getting quicker and more desperate as Cullen started to tense around him.
“Don’t stop…” Cullen pleaded as Leviathan shuddered again. “Levi…” He broke off with a guttural groan, his body jerking hard as he came undone. Leviathan gasped harshly and Cullen felt him swell inside of him before he finally stilled, his hips pressing forward until Cullen’s feet momentarily left the floor. Cullen shivered at the feeling of his cum emptying into him, and was grateful when Leviathan only pressed closer, his forehead dropping to rest on his shoulder as he panted.
“That was–” He broke off as the door of the bathroom opened again, both of them going utterly still as footsteps approached.
Seconds later a shaky male voice, sounding utterly mortified, was telling them they had to leave the theater immediately.
29
They ran down the street in a burst of adrenaline and laughter, Leviathan’s hand curled tightly around his as he led the way through the teeming crowd. People turned to watch them as they ran past, but they ignored them–and the shouting of the security guard that followed them halfway down the block before it was lost to the sounds on the busy street.
Cullen inhaled the crisp night air, felt his eyes widen as they took in the glowing street lights and the teeming people–all of them giving off that strange aura of vitality, leaving him feeling a bit drunk on their souls. He could smell fresh rain on the breeze, though no droplets fell yet, could smell the pastries in the nearby buildings–chocolate and strawberries and something buttery–and hear the quick thrum of his own heart. And Leviathan’s.
And the people around them–he could smell their blood and hear their pulsing–
He jerked to a stop and, to his surprise, the sharpmovement brought Leviathan to a standstill as well, his hand curling so that his fingers twined with Cullen’s naturally as he turned to face him, his cheeks still flushed and his eyes still bright with excitement.
Small droplets began to fall from the sky and Cullen started at the sight of them. They shimmered and glittered like diamonds as they fell; he lost track of how long he stood there, watching them slowly saturate Leviathan’s hair until it drooped down over his forehead, just brushing the top of his eyes…
Gorgeous. Utterly gorgeous in this diamond rain.
A soft smile turned Leviathan’s lips up–and Cullen started, realizing he had been staring at him. At his mouth. He looked away quickly, his face heating under the icy raindrops. Leviathan chuckled softly and brought a hand up to flick a drop from Cullen’s cheek–and Cullen ducked to the side, taking a firmer grip on his hand as he tugged him into the nearest building.
He froze just inside, his eyes widening at the long room full of arcade games.
“Shit.” He muttered, turning for the door again. “I didn’t mean to–”
“It’s empty.” Leviathan murmured, moving further into the room. His hand dropped to curl around Cullen’s wrist, drawing him after him. “Let’s stay a bit.”
Cullen hesitated, glancing around at the games before he turned his gaze to the single worker standing behind a glass stand full of cheap toys and trinkets. “We don’t have to–”
“Don’t be a spoilsport.” Leviathan murmured, letting go of his hand as he moved to examine a hunting game. Cullen followed him warily, his gaze going to the worker again, who only offered him a half hearted smile before he turnedback to his comic book. He turned back to Leviathan, watching him as he moved through the place, looking for something pleasing.
“Do you have a favorite?” Leviathan asked as they wandered.
“Favorite arcade game? No.” He muttered.
Leviathan made a soft, irritated sound. “What would you like to try?”
He shrugged. Leviathan flashed him a quick glare and then darted his hand forward to pinch his arm.
“Ow!” Cullen hissed, yanking away from him. “Did you just pinch me?!”
