Page 15 of Lucien

You think you can wrestle with the devil and not get burned?Luc wanted to ask. But he kept that question to himself. No need to kill the mood just yet.

Let him taste, the monster whispered.I’ll be good. I’ll behave.

Luc hadn’t heard a promise like that from the monster within for over half a century. So that made it two against one in favor of cock sucking. And in all honesty, it would take a better man than him to turn down an offer such as that. A much, much better man.

Luc gave in, widening his legs in invitation and leaning back against the lumpy couch. Jamie grinned wide and slid off his seat before crossing over the short distance and gliding down onto his knees between Luc’s thighs.

Yesss, Luc’s monster sighed.Come closer, little flower. It wanted Jamie within reach. It wanted him within their grasp always.

But Luc held himself still, afraid if he moved, he’d pounce. He could hear the blood pumping in Jamie’s veins, and the human’s heart rate accelerated as he slowly—reverently—unzipped Luc’s jeans. Luc could smell cinnamon all around—from Jamie’s gum, yes, but also under the surface. Jamie’s own intrinsic scent.

Luc wanted to taste it from the source.

But he couldn’t trust himself to taste without going all the way. He’d end up turning the human before the night was out. So Luc clenched his fists at his sides, the very picture of restraint.

Jamie cocked a brow at him as he tugged Luc’s jeans past his hips, Luc lifting slightly to aid him. “Are these silk?” he asked, fingering Luc’s briefs, slender digits brushing against Luc’s thighs.

“Yes,” Luc answered gruffly.

Jamie rubbed his nose over the briefs, against Luc’s bulge, and Luc’s cock hardened completely at the touch.

“So soft,” Jamie murmured before mouthing at the silk, holding Luc’s eyes as he dampened the briefs with his tongue, right at the base of Luc’s cock. “How old are you, by the way?”

“Well over two hundred.”

A chaste kiss against the clothed head, the silk already damp from Luc’s precum. “How many people have you been with?”

“Countless.” Luc exhaled sharply as Jamie nipped his inner thigh.

“I’m extremely jealous. Wanna know how many people I’ve been with?” Jamie taunted.

Luc growled, fingernails digging into his palms. “Not if you want those people to live past the night.”

“Ohh, possessive monster. I like it.”

Luc finally gave in to the urge and released his clenched fists, running his fingers through that jade-colored hair. “You’ll find I’m beyond ordinary possession, my flower. Don’t think to toy with me. I’ll crush any obstacles you put in my way, human or otherwise.”

His warning didn’t have the effect he’d hoped, Jamie’s dark eyes glazing over with lust at his words.

Ah well, he’d tried.

Luc pulled his briefs down impatiently, one hand gripping the thick base of his cock, holding the head up to Jamie’s red lips. “Finish what you started.”

Jamie’s eyes widened at the sight of Luc’s unclothed cock. “A monster in every way, huh?” But he seemed game for the challenge, leaning in to tongue at the fat head before mouthing along the side, humming at the taste.

Luc smirked down at the little tease. “What did I say about toying with me?” He tugged Jamie’s head back and shoved his cock in with one sharp thrust, pressing in until Jamie gagged deliciously. Luc pulled back immediately, point proven, but his breath caught in surprise when Jamie followed him back down impatiently, taking Luc’s cock in deep again, dark eyes looking up at Luc for approval.

Luc gave it graciously, stroking the man’s hair gently. “You like it a little rough, flower?”

Jamie nodded, humming his agreement around Luc’s cock.

“How dangerous for us both,” Luc murmured. “Relax your throat for me.”

Jamie complied eagerly, and Luc pumped himself in and out, watching the way those dark eyes watered with every thrust. “Such a good boy for me, hm? J’ai trouvé un trésor en ce désert, je pense.”

He didn’t know what compelled him to speak French—his natal tongue he’d been so careful to avoid speaking out loud for so long—in that moment. But he was rewarded when Jamie whimpered around his cock at the sound of it, swallowing hungrily around the head.

Luc grunted at the tight heat massaging his cock. Fuck. He wasn’t going to last. It had been so long since he’d been touched, since he’d had a companion other than his own hand.

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