Page 95 of Drag You Down
It’s watching my lamb take what the world owes him and fight for himself.
His cock is hard against my thigh, and I reach down with my bloody hand to squeeze it through his dark jeans.
He lets out a choked sound that quickly turns into a moan, and he thrusts his cock against my hand. As he grinds against me, I know he’s been set free from the expectations that Zachariah had levied upon him.
“Daddy,” he whimpers.
“My lamb,” I answer. “I’ll take you here, in the blood of this monster. I’ll make youfly.”
Any hesitation he might have shown before is gone, chased away by the high of taking a life for the first time. He nods, licking his lips again.
I kiss the blood from his lips, then urge him to lie down on the ground, just next to the puddle of Zachariah Carpenter’sblood. The man makes a gurgling sound, but what do I care about the dying gasps of a con man?
My Levi is here, waiting, wanting.
I set my backpack down next to Levi and pull the small packet of lube out of the front pocket.
“What’s that?” Levi asks, tracking my movements.
I smile at him. “Lube. Because I don’t want to hurt you.”
He takes in a deep, shuddering breath. He reaches out, his fingers dipping into Zachariah’s blood, and he traces them across my lips before kissing me again.
I run my tongue across his lips while I fumble to undo his jeans. He lifts his hips to help me, and I get his pants down as far as I can. I remove one shoe so I can get his leg out, but I don’t bother with the other before I’m pushing his shirt up to leave bloody lip prints across his stomach.
He moans, running his fingers through my hair. “More,” he pleads.
I let him push me down to his cock. I take the head of him into my mouth, giving small, teasing suckles that make my lamb shudder and lift his hips up. I smile around his cock, but I deny him more stimulation, content to focus only on the tip.
“Daddy!” he cries out, his hips jerking as he seeks to push himself deeper into my mouth. “I want… I want you inside me. Ineedit.”
I pull off his cock. “Yes, you do.” I open the packet of lube and squeeze it out onto my fingers so I can loosen him up. He spreads his legs for me, one of them sliding over the puddle of blood. I see how Levi’s cock gets even harder, and I know it’s because of the blood.
My eyes meet his, and even in the dim light, I see that he’s like me.
I can’t believe how lucky I was to find my perfect lamb, here in this city that eats up innocence and spits out despair and cynicism.
He licks his lips again, and he lifts his ass in the air so I can more easily get to his hole. I slide first one finger into him, then a second, letting him adjust to the stretch. All the while, he encourages me with his soft moans and his desperate whimpers ofDaddy.
I think Zachariah Carpenter is trying to say something, but his gurgle only spurs me on.
“Hold your legs open for me, boy,” I order as I sit back.
Levi immediately reaches for his thighs, his bloody hands leaving smears on his skin.
I can’t undo my fly fast enough. I get my pants and underwear down barely enough to get my cock out, and I stroke myself with the remainder of the lube.
“You’re so beautiful,” I tell Levi. “You beckon me with every movement, every glance, every sigh.”
“You woke something up inside of me,” he whispers. “Something I don’t… I don’t understand, but I want. I want it so much. I wantyouso much. Just like this.” His head turns, and I can tell he’s looking in the direction of the dying man. “Take me, Daddy.”
I line my cock up against his hole and place my hands next to his on his thighs. I wait until he looks at me, until he’s trembling and straining toward me, before I plunge inside.
He’s so hot and tight, the lube barely making the slide easier. Levi cries out, his eyes fluttering shut, as he squeezes and tries to pull me closer.
Levi reaches for the blood and drags his hand through it, then grips his cock with it.
Arousal slams into me like never before, making me drive forward even harsher.
