Chapter 5
Chapter
Five
Laird got up in the morning and headed for the bathroom, glad he had brought his shaving kit and his toothbrush over to Devon’s so he could just get ready and go straight from there.
He was supposed to be working a double today, and he wasn’t really looking forward to it. He was super relieved when he checked his phone and Nick had texted him.
Hey buddy, Jinx is back from his mom’s thing whatever it was a day early, and he said he would take our shift today along with Blake. We get to stay in bed
He texted back,
Super cool, man. I will see you tonight
Laird went into the bathroom to do his business, washed up, and headed back to bed, where Dev was still a mound under the covers, all warm and cozy.
Now being under there with Devon was a much better idea than going into work.
Dev’s stretched, his back popping. “You have to leave already, babe? It’s warm and cozy in here.”
God, was anything cuter on earth than his lover, all dozy and naked and in the covers? No. The answer to that question? Absolutely not.
“I got the day off. We get to stay in bed.”
“Mmm, excellent news.” Dev lifted up the covers. “C’mere.”
He crawled back under the covers, giving Devon his cold hands and a warm kiss.
“Wooo, your hands are cold.” Devon wiggled around, grabbing his hands and chafing them to try to get them warm.
“I know. All I did was wash them.” He laughed. It was that season where it was getting to the point where the heater didn’t run near as much. But it wasn’t quite time to be opening windows or anything, especially not in an older house.
Devon wrapped around him like a sloth, just clinging to him, wiggling and rubbing them together.
“What are you doing?” Laird teased.
“Creating body heat. Starting a fire, you know, that’s how you do it. There’s lots of rubbing involved.”
“Is there now, lots of rubbing?” He couldn’t fight the laughter.
“Yep.” Devon landed on top of him, face pushed into his throat. “You smell so good. I’m so glad you didn’t have to go in.”
“Mmm, I’m glad too. We just have to get warmed up, and then you can go right back to sleep.”
Devon yawned and slid over his body, threatening to do more than warm him up a little bit.
“Are you trying to seduce me, baby?”
“Is it working?” Devon lifted his face and kissed his jaw. “I’m not trying to cause trouble. It’s not what I’m interested in.”
“What are you interested in?”
Devon snorted and just sort of disappeared underneath the bed sheets and the blankets. Laird fumbled for him but couldn’t reach him in time.
By the time he figured out what was happening, Devon’s mouth was wrapped around his cock, and he was sitting there blinking like an idiot.
“Oh, fuck, Dev.”
“Mmmhmm.” Devon purred and the sensation vibrated all along his prick making his toes curl. Damn that was perfect.
“Don’t stop?”
Devon’s lips popped off his cock, and he whimpered. “I don’t intend to.”
As soon as Dev said that, those sweet lips were wrapped around him again, and he was lost. Not that he hadn’t been completely caught by Dev before now, but at this point, it was pure damn magic.
He’d never been so turned on. It was easy, it was sweet, and it was absolutely the hottest thing ever to be cuddled up in bed with his lover and have Devon loving on him. It didn’t even have to be about tit for tat or reciprocation.
Laird would absolutely do it—reciprocate—but he knew that Devon wasn’t doing this for that reason. He wasn’t doing it so that he could get off here in a minute.
Devon was loving on him because Devon wanted to.
Devon was into it. Into him. He was into them.
And Laird loved that. He sank one hand into Devon’s hair, pulling the covers up a little further on his chest so his nipples didn’t try to jump off. Let Devon have at him. His balls drew up because Devon was sucking hard, and Laird felt like his whole body was on fire.
His hips moved without his permission. He was humping up and he tried to hold back enough that he didn’t damage anything. He didn’t want Devon to choke.
Devon licked and sucked, giving him every sensation there was, including a hand under his balls lifting the whole package up against his cock and pressing a little.
Devon’s hands cupped his butt and drew him in, pulling him deep. Somehow he slipped in to the root, the tip of his cock easing into Dev’s throat.
Devon swallowed hard, making Laird’s eyes cross, and a sharp cry fell from his lips.
“Babe, please, I need you. I’m aching all the way inside. Dev, I don’t wanna choke you, and your mouth is so fucking hot and—”
He was babbling and he knew it, and there wasn’t anything that could be done about it.
Devon eased up, but didn’t stop, with his suction just coming in steady waves, with the sensation threatening to make him scream.
Devon’s hands were stroking his thighs, thumbs working the insides in a way that nudged his balls with every motion of the knuckles.
Every time they made love, he fell, harder and harder.
Toes curled. His balls drawing up tight-tight. His ass clenching. Laird knew he wasn’t gonna last any longer. He was just gonna blow. He tapped Devon’s shoulder. “I’m gonna come, baby. I’m going to right now.”
He had to let it go before his knot tried to engage because that would be a disaster.
Devon made a deep, rough sound in his throat and sucked even harder, and Laird just shouted, letting loose with everything in him. His belly was tight. His skin was hot. Everything felt huge, and his mind dissolved into white noise and static.
Once Devon had licked him clean and he could catch his breath again, Laird grabbed Devon’s upper arms and hauled him up along his body, kissing him deeply. It was still weird to taste himself on Devon’s mouth, but it was also hot as fuck and he wanted to give as good as he got.
“What do you want, baby? Do you want my hand? Do you want my mouth?”
Well, as alpha as he was, he wasn’t opposed to letting Devon have his ass if that was what his omega really wanted.
“Just touch me.” Devon crawled up his side and draped one thigh over both of his, humping against his hip.
His hands seemed to fascinate Devon, and when he wrapped one around Devon’s cock, he got a sharp cry. Devon started humping hard immediately, not even taking the time to breathe.
It was delicious and necessary, and he loved how they were creating a blast of heat under the covers, just the two of them.
It didn’t take Devon long at all to find his pleasure, driving into his fingers, moaning and writhing against him. His lover’s warm hands curled around his upper arms, clinging as he fought to give Devon what he needed.
Devon slumped on the sheets as soon as he’d spent, breathing hard. “Whoa. Good morning.”
“This is the best kind of morning, Devon.” Orgasms. The ability to stay in bed and not have to go to work. Not to mention he foresaw omelets in their future—big ham and cheese omelets.
“Yeah, absolutely the best kind.” Devon kissed him, then snuggled back in as soon as he cleaned them both off. “Now, let’s get another few minutes before we have to pretend that we’re not lazy. I love a good sleep in.”
Laird nodded. It was an absolutely perfect idea, and the start to a good day with the two of them, together.