Page 41 of Drink Up, Darling
Athens was on one knee for a moment, looking up with both his fingers wrapped around Dariel’s waist. His eyes watching the in and out breaths frantically escaping Dariel’s chest.
“Beautiful,” Athens said, batting his lashes and sucking in his lip, letting a lengthened canine pull away the skin a bit. A dribble of blood trickled down his chin.
“Oh,” Dariel gasped as he crumbled to his knees in front of Athens and caught the trail with his tongue, pushing it into a kiss and cupping both of Athens’ cheeks feverishly.
‘When was the last time you fed?’Athens whispered in their minds as he held Dariel as though he was made of glass, thumbs lightly tracing his nipples.
‘I, erm… earlier. The taxi…’“Ugh.” Dariel couldn’t contain himself, the sounds that escaped his mouth he forgot he had the capability of making as they rocked into each other once more.
‘Oh, poor driver.’Athens joked, beginning to lean over Dariel, lowering them to the ground beside the bed like dancepartners; slowly pressing Dariel into the faux fur rug beneath them.
‘I was tempted.’Dariel let his bent legs stretch out to either side of Athens as he was lowered fully onto the rug, the soft fluff tickling his back. Athens caged over him with his arms to either side and he bent down to kiss Dariel’s neck, long hair sliding over his shoulders, covering his face, and brushing over Dariel’s skin.
“You are exquisite,” Athens said between kisses down Dariel’s body. Dariel arched his spine again to savour the touch of Athens’ lips against his skin. He let out a gasp as Athens’ teeth found his left nipple andpulled.
“Wait until he joins us, he will devour you and I’m going to have to keep some for myself,” Athens said, rolling his body back up to nibble at Dariel’s ear.
Oh, God, Godwin too.
Athens ground his hips into Dariel’s, gasping for a full breath. “He’s preparing himself foryou,”he said, reaching a hand between them and rubbing a flat palm over Dariel’s erection. Dariel’s eyes rolled back in his head, picturing not only Athens’ hands doing that, but Godwin’s too.
Oh, fuck.
“Athens,” he breathed out, all restraint leaving his throat. Athens pressed his palm down harder and curled his fingers around the shape beneath Dariel’s trousers, hovering his head above Dariel’s; hair fringing Dariel’s view so he could only see Athens’ face.
“That’s it, darling. Say my name.”
“Athens. Oh, Athens, I…ahh.”
‘I enjoy seeing you like this.’Athens brushed the hair from Dariel’s now damp forehead, making a feigned sad face.“Oh dear, I’m ruining your makeup.”
Dariel swallowed, his throat bobbing as he gagged out another breath, his hands now flopped above his head in surrender.
“I want…” Dariel started.
“What do you want, my dear?” Athens teased his fingers under the rim of Dariel’s waistband, eliciting a squirm and squeal.
After a further few minutes of hot breaths and aching moans, Dariel finally managed to find an ounce of strength and pushed himself up onto his elbows, Athens drawing back to a sitting position.
“You first,” Dariel pointed to Athens’ layered top, one of the straps having come loose at some point as they lost themselves in each other’s arms. “Take this off.”
There was a brief moment of silence as Athens straightened out his back and flicked his long mane of hair over his shoulders, pressing his own hand to his chest. Dariel frantically searched for the best place to stare to stop himself from shattering completely, his hips still locked between the taller man’s thighs. Athens watched him looking and maintained eye contact as he reached for the zip to the side of his over-top, peeling the bodice away from his body slowly, letting the buckled straps slide off until all that was left was a thin, black mesh top. Dariel sat up, sliding himself out from under, and drank in the other man’s form. The curve of his hips, the long slender neck leading up to bruised lips and black-rimmed, marble eyes. A few strands of hair stuck to Athens’ pale forehead and Dariel thoughthuh, I did thatbefore grinning.
“And the rest,” he nodded towards the mesh still holding Athens’ body away from him, begging to have their bodies pressed together again.
‘So impatient!’Athens closed his eyes with a sensual laugh and pulled the remaining top over his shoulders, throwing itto the growing pile of clothes beside them. His bare torso was free at last, finally exposing the interconnecting black and white rose petal tattoos that wove around Athens’ left arm like vines—confirming Dariel’s suspicions.Pretty.
Dariel’s eyes widened slightly. “Oh, you’re…” he raised a gentle hand to ghost his fingers over the two horizontal scars across the centre of Athens’ chest.
The other man swallowed as he followed Dariel’s movement. “Trans, yes. I should have…”
“God, no.” Dariel gasped out a breath of joy. “You’re so hot.” He leaned up on his knees and kissed the centre of Athens’ chest, holding the other man by his shoulder blades, hands splayed out and exploring Athens’ back as he let his own lips wander this time.
“Not a problem, then?” Athens tilted his head down to kiss Dariel’s crown, both hands on his head, fingers knitting into the bleached curls.
“No. God, no,” Dariel said between kisses, fully focused on exploring every inch of skin in front of him.
“Good. I’m gonna…ugh… stand and…” Athens pried himself away from Dariel’s grip and stood, leaving a very hungry vampire at his feet, arms still out, pleading for Athens’ warmth. Dariel began to raise to his feet but was halted by a long finger to the face.
