Page 114 of Incubus
Slowly, while the fingers of Nathan's right hand stretched Sasha, his left hand slid up Sasha’s stomach, seeking out a beginning tip of the tattoo. Lightly, with just the tips of his fingers, Nathan followed the curving tribal lines, around Sasha’s hips, down his thighs, coiling around his hard length where Nathan curled his fingers again and pulled.
You better not be watching, Walter, Nathan thought with a wicked grin.
More of those purrs left Sasha’s throat and the incubus’ eyes nearly rolled back into his head, like he was soaking all of it up, drinking all of it in—Nathan’s touch, Nathan’s eyes on his body, Nathan's affection. Then Nathan realized that that was probably exactly what Sasha was doing—feeding gently off of every sensation and reaction Nathan had. Between them was a circuit, flowing with energy and passion that pulsed through Sasha and gave him everything he needed to survive.
There was something so fulfilling about being that for the incubus that Nathan couldn’t wait anymore. He pressed himself to the entrance he had been stretching and pushed in, careful, even though he doubted he could hurt an incubus from hasty preparation.
Sasha’s eyes fluttered open as their connection deepened, a weary but satisfied smile on his face that seemed to sayfinally,and Nathan couldn’t blame him for that. He felt it too, how much they had needed this.
It wasn’t hard to find a rhythm with how Nathan leaned forward and Sasha brought his legs up to curl around Nathan’s back. The way Sasha’s heels dug into the small of his back and lower, where his tailbone fell to soft flesh, pressed them together even tighter with every thrust.
At first Sasha’s eyes were closed, but then they opened, wide, flashing, and Nathan saw that they wereredas if Sasha could barely hold himself together.
Nathan couldn’t help leaning close to Sasha’s face to steal a hasty kiss and whisper, “Your incubus is showing.”
A laugh choked out of Sasha, and he must have known what Nathan meant or could feel when one of his incubus aspects was visible, because he just said, “Shut up,” and stared right up at Nathan, unblinking.
“Thought you said…you…weren’t usually so careless,” Nathan said, trembling from trying to keep his thrusts slow and draw the moment out longer.
Again Sasha managed something like a laugh, his head pressing back into the carpet, and the heels of his feet digging even more into Nathan’s lower back to pull him in deeper. “I’m not. It’s just…you,” Sasha said, and his mouth fell open, revealing fangs on his eyeteeth that glistened in the light.
Nathan knew he had lost all control of his body, his mind, everything, because with Sasha’s eyes like that and the fangs, Nathan just came undone. He couldn't explain why the incubus attributes turned him on so much, but they did, and his pace picked up. He and Sasha had come so far in so short a time, had cheated death and managed to find something like a relationship. Deep down, Nathan felt like they had earned this.
He sensed it coming, saw the signs in Sasha’s face when the incubus’ eyes clenched and his features twisted. To help things along, Nathan took Sasha in his hand again, and it was only a few good pulls later before he felt heat pour over his fingers. There was just something so satisfying about getting the incubus to come first.
Nathan must have smirked or done something to look particularly pleased, because Sasha redoubled his efforts to pull them tight together, shifting his hips up into every thrust. His hands held onto Nathan's biceps, squeezing too tightly, and soon after, Nathan was done, pulling out just before the same heat left him, leaving a little pool on Sasha's stomach.
For a moment there was only the sound of their breathing, harsh, almost deafening. Then reality started to catch up to Nathan, slow and creeping, making his arms shake from having held him up whenever he wasn’t touching Sasha. His thighs quivered, though not nearly as much as Sasha’s were as theincubus uncoiled his legs from around Nathan’s back and placed his feet on the floor.
Nathan wanted to collapse forward, just fall on top of Sasha in a contented heap, but he was too hot, and falling off to the side sounded better. He did so, landing next to Sasha as they tried to still their breathing. He saw Sasha grope for the sleep pants to wipe himself clean, and soon after, Nathan began to feel Sasha’s eyes on him, blue again and smiling.
“So…is this where you freak out on me again?” Sasha asked calmly.
Nathan turned his head to look at Sasha. It was nice being eye to eye, which Nathan realized had to mean that Sasha’s legs were sticking out a little further than his along the carpet. “I’m not…freaking out.”
The only response was a single raised red eyebrow.
“Okay,” Nathan admitted. “Maybe just a little.” He broke into a grin and laughed lightly, bringing a hand up to rub over his face and scrub back into his damp hair. “Shit,” he said, peeking at Sasha between his fingers. “Did we really just do that?”
“Yeah. We did,” Sasha said, softly and still smiling. He reached across to grab Nathan’s face and pulled him in for a slow kiss.
Nathan’s heart was beating hard, wildly, but he wasn’t freaking out, not really, not the way he might have once before. He drank in Sasha’s kiss eagerly.
Teasing lightly with a swipe of his tongue at Nathan’s lips, Sasha’s voice took on a purposeful whine. “Nowcan we go up on the bed?”
“Wuss,” Nathan said, but he obliged, getting achingly to his feet. He was pretty sure he would feel okay just lying on the bed.
Then, in the next moment, he found himself suddenly tackled down on top of the covers by a near giggling and deliriously happy incubus.
“Freak!” Nathan laughed back, though he tried to keep his voice quiet. “What is wrong with you?”
Sasha stopped his attack sprawled halfway over Nathan and grinned.
Shaking his head, Nathan managed to turn over and sit up a little, even with Sasha’s body covering most of him. That vantage point awarded him the full sight of Sasha’s backside and the discovery of something Nathan hadn’t noticed before.
“Do you have a tattoo?”
Sasha blinked at Nathan like he had lost his mind. “Uh…duh?”
