“Why don’t you come round tomorrow and we’ll unpack exactly what you did and see if we can figure out what happened?”
“Okay,” Drew whispered.
“Good, then I’ll see you both then.”
Drew stayed where he was but he felt the pressure in the room change, and then when it had returned to normal, he knew Kensington was gone, having magically transported himself back to the Collective. He nuzzled against Zach’s chest, taking comfort in his warmth. “I’m sorry,” he said, voice muffled against the fine material of his shirt.
“What on earth areyousorry for?” Zach asked, sounding surprised.
Drew shrugged. “For getting upset, like a baby.”
“Oh, sweetness, no. Don’t apologise for beinghuman.You have every right to be upset.”
Drew slipped his arms further around Zach to hug him tighter and felt how tense he was. “You’re still upset too.”
Zach sighed. “Yeah, Drew, I am.”
“Why?”
“Because Beelzebub and Asmodeus could really have hurt you, and I would never have forgiven myself if they had.”
“But they didn’t.”
“But theycould have.I know I’m being silly, but dammit, Drew, I should be protecting you. I didn’t do a very good job.”
Drew had been going to wait until after their romantic dinner to attempt to take their relationship to the next level, but he figured now was as good a time as any. “Zach, I’m fine, I promise. But maybe it would help you calm down if you could see for yourself? Get up close and personal.”
“What do you mean?”
Drew’s cheeks were so hot, he was sure his face was on fire. “I um . . . I want you to . . . ”
“Yes?” Zach urged.
“I want you to fuck me,”Drew blurted.
Zach grinned, and it was good to see him loosening up, even if the cost was Drew’s dignity. “Oh really?”
Drew nodded. “Yeah.”
“And you think this will help calm me down?”
He nodded again. “Yep.”
Zach reached up and brushed his thumb across Drew’s cheek. “You know, I think you’re right.”
Drew leaned into the touch and his eyes fluttered closed. “What do you need me todo?” he asked.
“You don’t have to do a thing, sweetness, just let me take care of you,” Zach whispered, then he scooped Drew into his arms and walked through to the main room so he could put him gently on the bed.
Drew tried to calm his nerves as Zach divested him of his clothing, peppering his skin with kisses as it was revealed. He could do this, he could. Hewantedthis. There wasnothingto be nervous about. Zach was going to take care of him.
And his angel did.
Once they were both naked, Zach took his time, caressing and kissing all over Drew’s body. His strong fingers danced over every curve, each muscle, each protruding bone. It wasn’t long before Drew’s whole body relaxed and he sank against the mattress, his eyes closed as he simply allowed himself to feel. “You’re so beautiful,” Zach whispered. “You look like more of an angel than I ever did.” Then he captured Drew’s mouth in a kiss which was both gentle and needy.
Drew didn’t even hear Zach get supplies, but shortly afterwards his legs were being encouraged to part and he felt the bed shift as Zach settled between them. He felt a finger circle his entrance and a moment later it was back, slick with lube. As it sank inside, Drew felt a momentary pang of panic at the intrusion—it feltmassiveand it was only a fingertip!—but Zach paused, ran his other hand soothingly over Drew’s side, and then as his body relaxed once more, it suddenly didn’t feel big and scary anymore, but simply not enough.
More?Zach’s voice whispered in Drew’s mind as if he didn’t want speech to intrude upon their intimacy.
