Page 59 of Cover Up

Felix shuddered hard, his eyes slipping closed like he needed a moment—which was good because Dei did too. He didn’t want to bust a nut right there in the little foyer before he got the chance to feel himself stretched around Felix’s thick, needy cock.

After a beat, Dei carefully turned Felix and gave him a slight push, following along. His hip was aching to take his prosthetic off, and the rest of him ached to pull Felix apart, inch by inch, until he was a shaking, begging mess.

Dei was already tugging at his shirt the second they slipped through the bedroom door, and it fell to their feet. He quickly spun Felix around, attacking his own clothes, and with the help of his lover’s clever hands, it wasn’t long before they were almost entirely undressed.

Dei backed up carefully, then sat on the bed before removing his leg. His jeans came with it, and he set them off to the side as he shifted fully onto the mattress, then crooked his finger at Felix. “Come here, sweet thing. And bring that stuff we bought.”

Felix’s throat bobbed with a heavy swallow as he snagged the bag off the floor where Dei had dropped it. He flung it onto the bed beside Dei’s thigh, then draped himself over Dei’s torso, grinning when Dei grabbed him by the hip.

“Hello, sweet thing.”

Felix breathed out a sigh and knocked their foreheads together. “I never thought I’d be into being called shit like that. I have never been the sweet one.”

“Oh, honey, I bet that ain’t true at all. I have a feeling no one ever paid close enough attention to know the truth.” Dei dragged the tips of his fingers over Felix’s side, loving the way it made him squirm. He cupped his backside, then dragged a touch over his hole, loving the way it made him moan. “How would you feel about me usin’ something to fuck you?”

“Like a strap-on?” Felix asked, moaning and biting down against Dei’s shoulder.

Dei hadn’t considered that. He’d been thinking a fat dildo, watching Felix fall apart under his hand, but goddamn if that didn’t get his blood heated. “You’d like that, baby?”

Felix nodded, breathing out roughly. “I’d like it.”

“Me too.” Dei hooked his finger under Felix’s chin and urged him up for a slow kiss. “Tonight, though, you’re gonna put that pretty cock inside me, yeah? Gonna make me come like the good boy you are?”

Felix squeezed his eyes shut, a tremor running through him as he nodded almost frantically. “Want that. Want to be so good for you.”

“You already are, gorgeous,” Dei told him. He ran a touch down his sternum, past his stomach, over his hip, then curled his fingers around Felix’s cock and gave him a hard, single stroke. Felix grunted and thrust his hips down, and Dei quickly let go. “Don’t be greedy, sweet boy. I want you to save this all for me.”

Felix sat up, adjusting himself so he was straddling Dei’s waist, and he reached for the bag, dropping it on his chest.

Dei let out a laugh and shook his head as he grabbed the bag by the bottom and let the bottle of lube and box of condoms topple out. “Are we feeling like a brat right now?”

“I’m impatient,” Felix told him. “You made me feel so fucking good, and I just want to come.”

“Hmm,” Dei rumbled. He liked the way Felix reacted to every noise he made, especially his patient ones. “Then I think you’d better get to work because you’re not coming until I do.”

Felix looked suddenly uncertain. “I…yes. But are you sure this is what you want? Do you like to bottom?”

Dei was so fucking helplessly charmed at Felix’s care, and he reached for him, drawing him into a kiss. “Yeah, sweetheart. I do. Especially if it’s with you.”

Felix groaned as he pawed around for the lube, and he used his teeth to tear at the plastic as he shifted off to the side, then grabbed Dei’s leg stump and carefully lifted it. Dei’s range of motion was fairly shot from his injury, but it wasn’t as painful as he was expecting. He lifted his foot and dug his heel into the bed, and he felt oddly exposed as air rushed over his naked ass.

“You okay?” Felix asked.

Dei swallowed heavily and nodded. “This is definitely a trip of firsts.”

“Yeah,” Felix agreed softly. He’d already poured lube onto his hand, and he was watching his fingers as he spread it around with his thumb. “It kind of scares the shit out of me, but in the best way. Is that nuts?”

“Yes, darlin’. It’s fucking batshit,” Dei said with a quick wink. “Just the way I like it.”

Felix looked up at him with a huge grin, which turned a little feral as he glanced down at Dei’s nub. It was hard as a rock and pulsing, and Dei quickly rubbed it with two fingers, sending sparks shooting up his spine. Occasionally, he felt phantom pain in his severed nerves, but right now, it was nothing but pleasure.

“I love watching you touch yourself,” Felix said.

“Yeah? Maybe one day I’ll make you sit on the bed with your hands tied as I get myself off.”

Felix moaned from deep in his chest, shuddering as he dragged his fingers over Dei’s balls, then lifted them to get to where he wanted to be touched most. He hesitated after a second, and then Dei felt a small press to the spot where the surgeons had rerouted all his internal plumbing.

“Is this…”

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