Page 21 of Hellfire & Bowties
Luc smirked, flicking his forked tongue out to the corner of his mouth.
“Oh, it can do so many wonderful things,” he said, enjoying the full-body shudder that ran through Oren.
“I like learning.” Oren sounded slightly breathless as he batted those eyelashes up at him.
Luc swallowed a groan and rolled his tail so it massaged Oren’s skin slowly. “Are you sure you’re ready for that kind of instruction, hon? It’s a prettybiglearning curve.”
Oren made a sound in his throat that was sin itself, arching into the roll of Luc’s tail and pushing that pert ass out as an offering.
Luc grabbed a handful, because how could he not, and realized a couple things at once. One: Oren’s shorts wereshort.Two: they had ridden up even farther in his sleep. And three: he wasn’t wearing any underwear underneath them, so Luc had a full handful of supple pink skin to dig his claws into.
Oren gasped at the touch, grasping one of Luc’s pecs like he needed something to anchor him as his eyelids fluttered.
Fuck it. Luc was going to plow this little minx into the mattress right now.
Tucking his hand behind Oren’s knee, he used the leverage to hoist Oren up onto his lap. Those legs and hips had to stretch wide to accommodate him, but he fit perfectly, poised over Luc’s hard cock. They both groaned in unison, a flush working its way down Oren’s neck and under his cute little shirt.
He looked too innocent by half, all pink and lace, but it was hiding a multitude of sins. His hard cock was stretching the material of those slutty shorts, and he was already rolling his hips like he wanted everything.
Luc purred to see it, his eyelids falling to half-mast as he enjoyed the show, cock already leaking with the lube needed to shove straight up inside.
He let his tail slide out of Oren’s shirt and coiled it over Oren’s thigh.
Oren whimpered at the sight of it. “Luc… I…”
Luc snuck it up under his shorts like his hand on the opposite side, probing, exploring. Oren’s head fell back, his mouth parted as he panted, hips rocking faster.
Luc was about to rip his clothes off him when a bloodcurdling scream pierced the air. Oren jumped so high he fell off Luc’s lap and landed in a pile of blankets and pillows, his flailing limbs smacking Luc wherever they could.
The glorious pressure on Luc’s cock was gone, and he was left throbbing and aching. He groaned, reaching out to grip Oren and settle his wayward arms, possibly pull him close again and use his moans to drown out the noise. He was sure he could make him scream loud enough to cover whatever was happening. He just had to pin him down finally—
“RUN!” someone screeched, and the sound was followed by a veritable stampede thundering outside Luc’s door.
He froze in place. Voices mixed together with inhuman screeches and screams, bodies colliding and talons scratching against stone floors. It wasn’t the first time he’d heard this particular chorus of chaos, but he was hoping it wasn’t what he thought it was.
“What’s happening?” Oren asked, turning to look at Luc. He looked curious, shocked, and wonderfully disheveled, but there was no fear on his face.
“Just a second, hon.” Luc threw the blankets off of his body and stood up. His cock was still hard between his legs, making walking to his bedroom door a much more harrowing task than it should have been.
He got to the door and pulled it open, glancing into the hallway. Dust had risen up from the rush of bodies hurling themselves through the narrow space, and Luc nearly coughed when it forced its way into his nose. A bright red light pierced the murky air, flashing above his head, and his eyes widened at the sight of it. He slammed the door shut and braced his back against it.
“Get up,” Luc said to Oren. “We need to go.”
Oren remained silent and motionless, eyes glued to the spot between Luc’s legs.
Luc smirked at the realization that it was the first time Oren had seen his cock. “Like what you see?” he asked, instantly forgetting the mayhem outside his door.
“So big.” Oren licked his lips.
“I’m willing to bet you haven’t seen a bigger one.” Luc winked. It wasn’t really bragging, it was just a fact. Humans and demons were not the same.
Oren shook his head earnestly, getting out of bed and taking a few steps toward Luc. “Never seen one at all besides my own and in videos. I like it. But yours has…”
“Ridges,” Luc said, addressing the raised lines of flesh circling his cock.
“And…” Oren pointed.
“A piercing,” Luc finished for him, reaching down and touching the tight ring running through the large head. He hissed at the lance of pleasure it shot through him.
