“Good.” Quinn buried his free hand in Lukas’ hair and tugged. “’Cause I really want to mark you.”
“Yeah?” Lukas breathed, heat flooding him and going straight to his groin. “Please.” A sharp groan escaped his throat when the fingers tightened in his hair and forced his head back, tingles of pleasure racing down his spine.
Quinn leaned in, brushing their lips together in a teasing touch. “Tell me what you like.”
He shivered and pulled against the grip on his hair, trying to get a proper kiss. “I don’t know. Never actually done this before.” He blinked when Quinn pulled away, wondering what he’d said. Then his brain caught up with his mouth. Oh shit. He swallowed hard and sat back, bracing himself for judgment or mockery, but Quinn cupped his face with both hands.
“You’ve really never been with anyone before?”
“No. Never wanted to either, until I got to know you.”
“I’ve been flirting with you foryears.”
Lukas felt his face get hot. “Really?”
Quinn groaned, but it ended on a laugh. “Fuck. I thought you hated me all this time.”
“I never hated you.” He grabbed Quinn’s hips and pulled until he was standing between Lukas’ legs. “Always just thought you were way too good for me.”
Quinn shook his head, pressing his face into Lukas’ hair. “Okay, then we’re doing this right. What’s your biggest fantasy?”
His face burned hotter as he nuzzled against Quinn’s neck. “Being completely at your mercy.”
“Fuck.” Quinn straightened, stroking his thumbs against Lukas’ cheeks before stepping back and going to the closet. He pulled a box out from the back and rummaged for a moment before standing with a pair of handcuffs with fuzzy purple padding. He spun them on a finger and held them up as if in offering. “Something like this?”
“That’ll work,” he managed to get out, gripping the sheets.
Quinn tilted his head, a grin slowly spreading on his face. “Can I blindfold you too?”
Lukas swallowed a strangled moan and nodded, his nerves returning with a vengeance as Quinn turned back to the box and pulled out a long strip of black cloth. “Do I want to know why you have those?”
“I don’t know, do you?” Quinn raised an eyebrow and planted a hand on Lukas’ chest, pushing him onto his back.
“Maybe later,” he decided, pulling himself further on the bed and settling against the pillows. His breathing stuttered as Quinn fastened a handcuff on one wrist before threading it through one of the holes in the headboard. He obediently offered his other hand, heat flooding him as the handcuff clicked into place.
Quinn leaned over him, grasping both wrists with a grin and leaning down to brush their lips together. “Good boy,” he purred.
Lukas shivered, tension melting out of him. His eyes slipped closed as Quinn pressed slow kisses against his lips, hands inching down Lukas’ arms before delving his tongue inside. Too soon, he pulled away, lifting the blindfold and waiting for Lukas to nod before securing it around his eyes.
“Okay?”
Lukas licked his lips and forced out a slow breath. He flexed his fingers and wrists, tugging against the handcuffs before nodding.
Quinn hummed and dragged his fingertips down Lukas’ chest, which was suddenly far more sensitive than it should have been.
His skin erupted in goose bumps, and he squirmed, dread and excitement both flaring in his chest when Quinn laughed.
“Oh, this’ll be fun.” His fingers continued their path down, hooking in the waistband of the borrowed sweats and tugging them off.
Warm hands pressed against his thighs, nudging them apart. The puff of hot breath was his only warning before Quinn took him into his mouth. He arched off the bed with a sharp gasp, the handcuffs rattling as he instinctively tried to reach for Quinn. To touch him or bury his hands in soft hair.
Whose bright idea was it to restrain him? Why did he think this would be fun?
A strong grip pinned his hips down when he tried to thrust, and he hissed in frustration. Then Quinn’s mouth vanished. He opened his mouth to protest, but it died in his throat when teeth sank into his thigh hard enough to sting.
“Be good,” Quinn ordered.
Lukas went limp like a light switch he hadn’t even known existed had been flipped.
