Page 56 of The Death God
“It’s okay. We don’t have to. Never anything you don’t want.”
“Yeah, right.” The distrust in his tone made Gregory want to snarl, but it wouldn’t do any good.
“I mean it, but it can feel good.” He let go of their cocks in favor of running his fingers down between Thanatos’ buttocks. He thrust again, not enough friction to get them off, but it felt good all the same. Thanatos didn’t move, hardly breathed, so Gregory kissed him again.
“Uncomfortable?” He spoke against his puffy lips.
“Not yet.”
Gregory suspected it was close to a lie, but he kissed him again and ran a finger over his hole at the same time as he rocked his hips. Thanatos remained frozen, his mouth unmoving. Gregory cooed and kissed him again. Hesitantly, Thanatos reciprocated, and Gregory continued to play with his ass. Never pushing, not even hinting at breaching him.
It took close to an eternity, but then Thanatos relaxed in his hold, and Gregory groaned in response. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
Thanatos snorted but didn’t tense and shy away from any of Gregory’s touches.
“If I bring out the lube, will you freak?”
“Lube makes things less painful.”
Gregory shot him a look. “For fuck’s sake—”
“Yeah, I guess it is for fuck’s sake, right? Makes it easier.”
“Behave or I’ll bite you.” He reached over to the bedside table and pulled out the drawer. He wet his fingers and brought them back to play with Thanatos.
“I don’t think you will. You wouldn’t risk getting bonded to me.”
He ran his fingers over slippery skin, circling, and this time he added a little pressure. Not enough to penetrate, but to let Thanatos know it was a possibility. “Scares me less and less, darling.” He ran his fangs over the skin on Thanatos’ throat.
A sound somewhere between a yelp and a groan rose in the darkness, and Gregory breached Thanatos with the tip of his finger. Everything stilled. “Uncomfortable?”
“A little.”
Gregory kissed him. “Want me to stop?”
When he didn’t answer, Gregory pulled back only to push in again. Thanatos’ fingers twitched on his shoulder.
“Tell me to stop.” He kissed Thanatos’ throat again, and he tilted his head to give him more room.
“Thano.” He thrust his finger deeper. Tight heat clenching. When Thanatos didn’t speak or move, he pumped his finger another time. Soon he was buried to the knuckle. “Okay?”
When he still didn’t speak, Gregory hooked his finger and searched for the right spot. Thanatos jumped.
“There we go.” Gregory kissed him again. When Thanatos slid a hand over his shoulder to his neck, Gregory slowly moved his finger in and out, making sure to hit him exactly right every time.
It didn’t take long until Thanatos went from frozen in place to shifting underneath him. There was a slight tilt to his hips, and Gregory almost grinned. It was a good thing Thanatos didn’t have good night vision because he didn’t think grins were welcome right now.
He increased the tempo, got a little more creative with his movements, and rubbed the sweet spot with a little more pressure.
“Ah…” Thanatos’ breath whispered over Gregory’s lips.
“Mmm.” He nipped at his puffy lower lip. “Want another finger?”
Wild eyes almost met his in the dark, and Gregory captured his lips again as he lined up a second finger and carefully inserted them.
Thanatos groaned, stilled for a moment, then rolled his hips.
“So fucking hot, babe. We should do this every night.”
