“He’sright here!” Drew protested, causing Dom to laugh at his indignation.
“And I’m well aware of how hot I am,” Zach said, waggling his eyebrows in a ridiculous fashion.
“And we’re well aware of just how paid for you are,” Edward sneered.
Zach shot him a withering look. “You sound like a jealous, petty man-child. It’s quite unbecoming.”
“Yeah, shut up, Edward,” Gwen snapped, and she patted the only remaining stool next to her. “Come and have a seat. I’m sure we can hustle up another one from somewhere.”
Zach guided Drew over to the stool and gestured for him to take it. Once Drew had climbed onto it, Zach stood behind him, chest pressed tight to Drew’s back, and arms circling his waist. “We’re good like this,” Zach told Gwen. “No need to find another stool.”
“So,” she said, sipping her drink. “You gonna introduce us, Drew?”
“Oh, sorry. Everyone, this is Zach. Zach, this is everyone.” He took a gulp of his bourbon, unsure of how to proceed.
Gwen just laughed, her blonde hair cascading down over one shoulder. “Helpful, Drew.” She waved at Zach. “I’m Gwen. It’s nice to meet you.”
“Likewise,” Zach said, tilting his head. One of his hands had drifted down and he was rubbing small circles onto Drew’s thigh with his thumb. It was extremely distracting. But the last thing Drew wanted was for Zach to stop.
“So, how long have you two been together?” she asked them.
“Not too long,” Zach said, saving Drew from having to explain and risk giving away the lie. “I moved into the same building a few months back and Drew helped me with some of my furniture. We clicked instantly, and after being oblivious to my advances, I finally just told him I was interested.”
Gwen laughed. “That’s our Drew. He’s rather oblivious to stuff like that.” Drew wondered if Zach had been wrong about Gwen also beinginterested in him, as she didn’t seem at all bitter he was seeing someone else.
“Yeah, he is,” Zach said, with more fondness than Drew could ever remember anyone directing at him. Soft warm lips pressed against his temple and he felt Zach’s nose in his hair. “But you finally got the message, didn’t you, sweetness?” He pressed up even closer against him, and Drew was shocked to feel hardness pressing against his ass.Zach had an erection, and he was making it perfectly clear.
It was like time came grinding to a halt as Drew processed this. Zach was attracted to him too. Holy shit, it wasn’t unreciprocated at all. His breath came out slightly faster, but he managed a smile in Gwen’s direction and his hand blindly sought out Zach’s. He linked their fingers together and squeezed. “Yeah. It took me a while, but I finally got it.”
Zach’s lips again pressed against his temple, lingering there, and he could feel when they turned into a smile. “Good,” he whispered.
Across the table, Edward rolled his eyes as he took a sip of his beer. Drew felt something a little like a shiver go up his spine and the pressure in the room changed ever so slightly. Suddenly, Edward’s beer was spilling down his front, soaking into his expensive, pristine white shirt. He gasped and clunked the half-empty glass down onto the table before grabbing a handful of napkins to mop himself up. Drew heard Zach snicker in his ear. Wondering if it would work when Zachwasn’tin his cat form, and figuring if it didn’t, no one would be the wiser, he thought . . .Did you do that?
Of course,Zach’s voice replied, loud and clear, but most importantly, silently.The little shit deserves even worse, but I figured you wouldn’t want me to cause too much of a scene.
Drew grinned.I wouldn’t mind alittlescene,he admitted, feeling gleeful.But yeah, he was being a dick. Thanks for having my back.
Anytime.Zach pressed another kiss to his hair, and Drew shivered. He wondered whether, by the end of the night, he’d know what those lips felt like on his own? From the way Zach’s bulk was still pressedtightly against him, he figured it was a pretty safe bet. Drew almost vibrated with anticipation.
Conversation moved on to other things, and after a while, half the group broke off to get more drinks and Drew downed the rest of his so he and Zach could join them. Zach stayed close by his side, slipping an arm around his waist and inserting his hand into the front pocket of Drew’s jeans. It wasn’t the only possessive gesture he’d demonstrated throughout the night, and it was far from the last. As they lined up to get their drinks, a girl across the bar began making eyes at Drew. Zach glared at her and immediately slipped further into Drew’s space, and then he outright snarled when a guy waiting at the bar next to them tried to give Drew his number. The look of surprise but also fear on the guy’s face would have been comical if Drew wasn’t so turned on.
An hour later, a tall, gorgeous blonde came over and asked Drew to dance. Zach simply tugged Drew off of the stool he was perched on and led him out onto the dance floor, drawing Drew to him in stark contrast to the fast beat of the music. Reaching up to place his hands on Zach’s shoulders, Drew gazed up into amber eyes, seeing his own hunger and arousal mirrored back at him. He swallowed hard and then ducked his head, suddenly shy.
Oh, sweetness, the things I want to do to you,Zach whispered in his mind.
Drew whimpered, the sound lost to the din of the bar, and he pressed his face against Zach’s shirt. He inhaled, smelling the spicy cologne the demon wore, bourbon, and a deep, earthy scent that was Zach’s natural musk. It was a heady combination, and Drew wished he could bottle it.
Zach’s arms tightened around Drew and he moved his hips sinuously, grinding his pelvis against Drew’s. His erection was obvious and Drew felt his own cock twitch, having been mostly hard himself the entire evening. With a little encouragement from Zach, Drew began to move his own hips in kind, and they thrust against each other, the bar and the patrons and Drew’s friends fading into the background, each other their only focus.Their movements would have been labelled obscene if they were anywhere else, but here no one judged them, simply watched with envy as they practically devoured one another.
Drew finally looked up, and he was immediately caught by Zach’s gaze. The demon’s lips twitched a little as he dropped his hands to cup Drew’s ass, pulling their hips even closer together and thrusting harshly, and Drew gasped in shock as an orgasm was ripped from him suddenly. His knees went weak and wobbly, and it was only Zach’s grip holding him upright that kept him on his feet. His eyes fluttered as he rode out the waves of pleasure rolling over him and his hands tightened into fists in Zach’s shirt.
Before he could even recover, Zach was suddenly dragging him from the dance floor, through the crowd, and towards the men’s room. The door banged against the tiles as he flung it open, and he ignored the two strangers at the urinals as he strode across the floor with Drew in his grasp and into one of the cubicles on the far side.
“Fuck, sweetness, you have no idea,” Zach whispered, and his deft fingers undid the button on Drew’s jeans so he could tug them down over his hips. “Want to taste you so bad.” And he sank to the filthy floor of the restroom and dragged his tongue up over the mess on Drew’s stomach.
An unintelligible sound made its way from Drew’s throat as he stared down in wonder at Zach on his knees. His tongue was hot and wet and slightly rough as it moved over the sensitive skin, and the sight of Zach swallowing greedily made Drew’s cock twitch and valiantly try to rise again. It was the work of but a minute for the demon to lick him clean, and then he was getting to his feet, helping Drew pull up his jeans and tuck himself away.
“What about you?” Drew mumbled as Zach did up the zipper of his jeans.
