Chapter 20 #2
I watch as one shadow drags down his spine like a tongue made of ink.
Another parts him slowly, tracing the seam between his cheeks, teasing him open with featherlight touches, and Levi gasps, hips twitching as he arches instinctively into the sensation.
I stroke myself and watch him tremble. His back arches for a touch that isn’t a hand, his mouth opening with sounds that don’t belong to anyone but me.
He looks over his shoulder and catches me watching; the sound he makes is pure surrender.
I step closer, breath catching at how open he is. “Mine tonight,” I murmur, dismissing the shadows. They peel back like obedient witnesses, making space for the only thing I trust to touch him now.
Me.
I fall to my knees behind him and lower my mouth to where he’s pulsing with need.
He jolts at the first swipe of my tongue, slick and unrelenting, as I spread him wider and bury my face in his perfect ass.
I devour him slowly, purposefully, letting my tongue tease the sensitive rim before dragging lower to lick at his balls.
His skin is warm and tight against my mouth.
He whimpers but I don’t stop. I suck one into my mouth, the other, just to hear the way he gasps.
“Fuck,” he whimpers, fingers clawing at the edge of the table.
“You love that, don’t you?” I murmur, tongue teasing lower.
He moans, almost a sob, and I slide one hand forward to wrap around his cock, pulling it back toward me.
“You love being opened up, touched everywhere. Letting me have you like this.”
I drag my lips over the head of his dick from underneath, tasting him while he cries out. My fingers tighten around him, stroking slowly as my tongue returns to his ass. Pressing in, tracing, worshipping…until he’s shaking and completely undone above me.
“You’re breathtaking like this,” I say softly, fingertips tracing his hole like I’m memorizing a beloved poem. “Letting yourself bloom under my touch.”
I hum into him, tongue circling his rim, teasing and coaxing him open with patient licks. And when I press the tip of my tongue just inside, he whimpers so sweetly I swear I’ll never get the sound out of my head.
“Mmm, you taste like you were made for me,” I whisper.
He glances at me, eyes dark and hazy. “Hayden—” His voice breaks on my name. “This feels…”
But I don’t let him finish. I drag my tongue up his hole one last time before rising, my cock already slick with pre-cum. I brace my palm to his back, slapping my cock against his hole.
Once, then twice.
Again, and again.
He gasps, the sound pure electricity, and he pushes back for it.
“You like that,” I taunt, as I slap it again, letting my heavy head echo against his twitching hole. “You want to feel this inside you next?”
“Yes, fuck, please,” he pants, ass grinding against my shaft. “Please, baby. I want everything. I want you to make me cum. To use me. I don’t fucking care what you do, just don’t ever stop.”
I smirk, teasing his entrance with my dick, not pushing in…just letting him ache for me.
“Beg for it, pretty boy,” I whisper into his shoulder. “Tell me you want to be ruined.”
“Fuck,” he pants. “Wreck me, please.”
My fingers trail down his spine, following the path my shadows have already marked. Levi’s breath hitches and I feel it vibrate all the way through my palm.
“Is this everything you wanted tonight?” I murmur, dragging my mouth back up to his neck, teeth grazing his ear.
Levi lets out a choked, high sound. “This is perfect. So fucking perfect.”
Perfect. The word echoes inside me, resonating deeply. Millennia of encounters, pleasures both divine and mortal, and yet none of them have ever been perfect. None have made me feel so terrifyingly alive.
I smile against his skin before turning him to face me. I guide his chin up, fingers gentle but commanding, until our eyes lock.
“Show me,” I say, low and deliberate, threading my fingers through his hair, tugging just hard enough to make his lips part and eyes blow wide. “Show me how fucking good I make you feel.”
Levi’s gaze drops, but he doesn’t hesitate. Just sinks to his knees as if gravity yanked him down. He wraps his hand around my cock, eyes never leaving mine, and when his lips devour me, it’s holy. Like he’s praying with his mouth full.
He pulls back slightly, just enough to breathe. “You taste so good,” he whimpers. “I could suck you for hours.”
I groan, one hand curling tighter in his hair as I thrust gently into his greedy little mouth. The sensation is electric, sliding down my spine like a jolt and settling in my gut like fire.
I drag my thumb along his cheekbone. “Good boy,” I murmur, watching the way the words make him shiver. “Look at you. On your knees for me, mouth full of cock, saying the sweetest fucking things.”
Levi moans around me again, the sound desperate, and his free hand drops between his legs. He strokes himself slowly, shamelessly, like he needs the friction just to stay conscious.
“So desperate,” I whisper. “So fucking perfect like this.”
And then my shadows return.
They slide across the floor, coiling around his thighs and hips like they’ve been waiting for the perfect moment to strike. One trails up the crease of his ass, teasing his hole again. Another brushes the back of his neck, guiding him deeper onto my cock.
“Take it. Take all of it. That’s it.”
Levi jerks, groaning around my cock again, and this time, it sounds like surrender.
“They want another taste,” I manage, panting as a shadow flicks against his hole and he gasps, the sound shattered.
“God, Hayden,” he breathes, pulling off just enough to say it. “Please. I fucking want you.”
“You’re extraordinary,” I growl, cupping his jaw tenderly. “The way you take me…fuck, baby. You were made for this.”
My shadows stretch him, touching him where I can’t reach…yet. He whines into my cock, grinding down on nothing but desperate for me.
Then he pulls back, lips swollen and spit slick, eyes dazed. “Wait…I have something.”
He stumbles on unsteady legs to an old wooden desk tucked away in a corner, rummaging through a drawer, and returns moments later with a bottle of lube. His cheeks are flushed and his eyes shine like he knows exactly what I’m about to do to him.
“You keep lube…in the greenhouse?” I question, cock twitching.
Levi shrugs. “I told you. I come out here when I…can’t sleep.”
I take the bottle from him, throbbing at the thought of him pleasuring himself out here. “Noted.”
I guide him to the glass wall, pressing him into it as the shadows retreat, cloaking us in their absence. My hands stroke his hips, slow and deliberate.
“Is this okay?” I ask, even now, because consent is everything. “Just tell me what you need.”
“Yes, baby,” Levi breathes, pressing back against me. “I need all of you, Hayden. Don’t hold anything back.”
I slick my fingers, and when I push them inside of him, he moans, low and breathless, as they stretch him. His body flutters around me, already so open from earlier, and fuck, it wrecks me.
“God, you’re ready for me,” I murmur. “You let them open you up so beautifully.”
Levi whines into the glass, back arching as I scissor my fingers inside of him. “They…they made me need you. I need you.”
When I pull my fingers free, his hips roll back like they’re chasing me. I coat my cock with the cool lube, grip his hip, and press my tip to his hole. He gasps as I tease him with the promise of it.
His whole body tenses when I push in, and then, he melts.
“F-fuck,” Levi stutters, voice cracking. “You feel so fucking good.”
I groan, teeth gritted as his hole wraps around my cock, taking me deeper and deeper. With each thrust, the boundary between my past and present blurs until all that matters is Levi. His heartbeat beneath my fingertips, the way he clenches around me.
“Hayden…” Levi whispers my name like a prayer, and each breathy plea pulls me deeper into this inexplicable thing blooming between us.
He shudders, turning his head, capturing my mouth in a kiss that’s both raw and passionate. His fingers intertwine with mine against the glass, the shadows pressing closer, protective, reverent witnesses to our union.
Then I feel it. An unexpected pull.
My shadows.
They stir again, drawn by the sound of Levi begging, by the way his body pulses around me. One slides beneath him, dark and curious, wrapping around his needy cock like a ribbon. They want more.
Levi gasps as the first tendril traces his rim again, teasing where I’m already buried.
“Is that…” he pants, eyes wide. “Are they…”
“Do you want them?” I whisper, pressing deeper into him. “Do you want to feel us both at once?”
He doesn’t hesitate. “Yes. Yes, fucking please. Fill me.”
I groan, the sound torn from my chest. “Take him,” I rasp, and the shadows obey, curling around my cock inside of him, slipping past, pressing into him alongside me.
I feel it. Cool and silken where I’m hot, and Levi screams, head dropping against the glass, muscles locking up as he’s stretched beyond what he thought he could take.
“Oh, fuck. I can feel you both…it’s so much…”
His forehead hits the glass.
I still.
“Too much?” I whisper, one hand splaying across his stomach to hold him steady.
He breathes out hard, voice hoarse. “Not even close. Don’t stop. Please, Hayden…fuck me just like this.”
“Tap twice if you need me to stop.”
He nods, breath ragged.
I wrap an arm around his chest, holding him up as we both start to move.
My cock drags out of him in slow, aching movements, and the shadows mirror me, sliding with perfect counterthrusts that make Levi sob.
We fuck him in tandem, alternating pressure, building speed.
His body quakes with every stroke, stuffed full and falling apart.
“You’re so fucking tight like this,” I growl, hips slamming forward. “You needed to be filled. My good boy. Look at you…taking both of us. Taking it all for me.”
Levi begs, wild and broken, his hands sliding down the glass.
“Please, Hayden. I can’t…I can’t think,” he gasps. “Just make me yours.”
We fuck him harder, the shadows thrusting deeper. And I swear I can feel them throbbing around us, amplifying every pulse. Levi moans out when I angle just right, when both of us hit his prostate in tandem.
“I’m so close, baby,” he gasps. “I’m gonna fucking cum…”
He whimpers, hips grinding back against me, and I thrust even harder, shadows pushing me. “You wanted this,” I snarl. “You begged for it. Now take it.”
He screams as he orgasms untouched, spilling cum against the glass, body locking up. I don’t last long after that. The way he tightens. The way he sobs my name. The way we fill him…together.
“You want my load, baby?” I pant, fucking him hard, voice breaking. “You want me to mark you from the inside?”
He’s face-planted into the glass, mouth open, hands trembling, cock dripping as he nods frantically. “Yes…please, give it to me,” he finally chokes out.
That’s all it takes.
I snap, slamming into him one last time, as I cum with a groan that feels torn from my chest. My cock pulses deep inside of him, spilling everything, and I swear I black out for a second from how hard it hits.
Shadows pin his thighs wide while I pump him full, slow and pulsing like my body finally learned the word stay. He moans at the sensation. At the stretch and the fullness, as if he can feel every drop settle inside him.
We remain like that for a moment. Breathless. Shaking. Joined in every way that two people can be.
The shadows recede, unwinding from his limbs, giving us space to collapse in the afterglow.
We sink to the greenhouse floor in a heap of sweat and limbs, petals clinging to skin. Levi trembles in my arms, eyes dazed, still dripping with cum. And I swear the stars above have never burned so bright. Like they finally recognize me after all this time.
Under their light, with him warm in my arms, I don’t feel forgotten. I feel kept.