“Maybe...?” he peeped as I pinned him to the bed.
“It has to do with our trip,” I whispered, as if someone would hear us in our room.
“I knew you were up to something!” he accused with a playful giggle.
I shook him wildly as I spoke, making the bed rock with us. “Soren’s going to propose to Sebastian in Italy!”
“What! NO WAY!” He jumped up and threw his arms around me, causing me to fall into the sheets alongside him. “This is so exciting! I promise I won’t say anything!”
“Let’s get packing! This is going to be the best trip ever!” I declared.
Praxis unwound her long blonde hair and whipped it in one swift movement before sliding a pair of strawberry shaped sunglasses on. She snapped a photo of herself before whipping Griffin around in a circle and snapping another picture of him with a piece of pizza halfway down his throat. The two laughed wildly at the photos before rushing over to throw their arms around Sebastian. “Look at how beautiful this place is! Nick really hooked us up with a nice hotel, eh?” she said as she looked through her photos.
“He’s the one with all the money. Dude makes some serious dough demon hunting,” Griffin added as I signed the forms for our rooms.
“I do well for myself,” I joked as I handed each couple a set of keys. The group marveled over their golden passes, giggling excitedly at the prospect of staying at such a nice resort. “We’re going to be on the top floor. I splashed out a bit on some luxury suites, so enjoy yourselves. Room service is on me, except for the alcohol. That's your problem if you wanna get slammed,” I sniffed, eyeing Griffin and Praxis especially, since they tended to go nuts when left unattended.
“I can’t wait to do some painting. You were totally right, Nick! The beach is perfect for a nice long landscape session,” Odysseus said as I swung my keys around my finger. He was already eyeing up spots, looking through a square he made with his fingers.
“I can’t wait to rub suntan lotion you,” I cackled to make him blush feverishly.
Sebastian looked about the hotel with wide eyes that glistened under the lights of the chandeliers. “This isn’t too fancy? I mean, what’s the special occasion?”
I shook his shoulders. “Can’t I take my friends on a nice trip without there being a special occasion? I just wanted to do something for us for once.”
“Hmm… ok…” He smiled for me finally. “Where should we go for dinner?” he asked.
Soren winked at me before looping his hand with Sebastian’s. “Nick and I have a plan for that. For now, let’s go get unpacked and changed. I need a nap before we enjoy the town.”
“Sounds like a plan!” We dispersed after getting off the elevator, Odysseus and I going down a separate hallway than the others. He was surprised by this but followed me with a skip in his step that I longed to see from him. When I opened the door to our room at the end of the private hall, his jaw hit the ground at the elaborate space we walked inside. “Welcome to our little slice of paradise for the weekend.” I opened my arms and stepped backwards into the room. “A luxurious bed for a little rendezvous...” I kissed his neck as I said this, “Gorgeous views of the ocean, a bubbling hot tub on the terrace, lots of sweet champagne, and a beautiful sitting area to binge our favorite shows at.”
“This is-... wow, Nick...” He set our bags down and spun in a circle to soak up the space. “How could you ever afford this?”
I took a bite of a chocolate covered strawberry that was settled next to an iced bucket of champagne. “I know the owner of the hotel. I might have purged the joint of a demon when I was on Earth, but that’s neither here nor there.” I tugged him towards the balcony doors, which, when opened, revealed the stunning afternoon sun that shone through the windows.
His veins illuminated gold as he let himself absorb the rays of light, and a smile just as beautiful warmed his face. “Gods, what a paradise. I could lie in that sunlight all day...” he murmured peacefully as he soaked up the rays.
I bit his cheek to get his attention. “I have one more surprise for you. Lay on the bed.” Odysseus did as I asked, letting his arms flail behind him. This pulled his shirt up slightly, revealing the curves of his muscles. The sight made my throat thicken withyearning, but I wanted him to enjoy his surprise before I ravaged him. I hit a switch on the wall that opened a massive curtain above the bed, revealing a glorious skylight that brought more of those golden rays across Odysseus's tan skin.
He let out a gasp of pleasure and hugged himself, his eyes blinding under the sparkling sunlight. “Oh Nick... how beautiful is this? We can watch the stars all night!”
“If the stars are in your eyes...” I slid across the bed and ran my fingers under his chin to tilt his face towards me. “This may be Sebastian and Soren's weekend, but I wanted some time to enjoy you, too. How often do we get time to ourselves like this?”
He smirked softly. “You got that right...” His smile turned devious as he walked his fingertips up my chest to flick my nose. “You know, since you’re taking such good care of us this weekend, someone should take care of you in return.”
I mimicked his smirk. “Oh? And who’s going to do that?”
He sunk into the bed and bit his bottom lip. “Me?” he taunted, tilting his head back so his gorgeous hair would slide off his shoulders and pool behind him. He crossed his legs and kicked them gently, so he could dance his foot across the button of my jeans.
He knew he had me.
Seeing him in this rare but fragile state, this submissive state at that, always drove me insane, and made my body erupt with desire. “I want you, all to myself...” I hoarsely croaked.
“Then take me...” he offered, exposing his neck to me and the sun blessing his skin. His seductive voice slithered underneath my skin and sent me over the edge, causing me to sink down in between his legs. Our lips feverishly twined for a few minutes, worshiping one another’s mouths as our hands traveled in places only intimates dared to venture. I loved pulling on his full lips, parting them to tangle our tongues, feeling his smooth skin as my fingers danced in pirouettes across it. All I wanted was himnaked in my arms, and the longer it took to get there, the harder it became to control myself.
He pushed against my chest in between our promiscuous make-out session. “Lay down. It’s my turn to take care of you.”
“I like being generous,” I chuckled, doing as he asked. He slid the buttons of my shirt open and brushed the clothing off my shoulders, laying tender kisses along my chest as he did this. I moaned softly and tilted my head to allow him to go up and around my neck, eventually making his way down the bed and my body. He pulled my zipper down with his teeth; the sound sent shivers up my spine. We didn’t care whatsoever about the windows being wide open, about the world seeing our most tender moments, or invading our intimacy. Part of me found it exhilarating, the idea of being caught, and that helped me sink into the pillow-soft sheets and enjoy myself.
