Chapter Nine
Xav
After breakfast, we cleaned up the kitchen and Sequin wanted to grab a shower. He squinted at me as he gathered his clothes and toiletries up and made his way down the hall. Yep. His heat was coming on strong. It wasn’t always that noticeable in omegas in heat. Sometimes their eyes went extra wide to make up for whatever games their brains played on them as heat set their hormones ablaze.
While Sequin showered, I wandered around the house trying not to think too hard about his hands moving all over his naked, soapy flesh while he showered. I almost checked in with Liatris and the others but didn’t want to be distracted when Sequin came out of the shower. Instead, I made my rounds of the rented house. Renting wasn’t totally foreign to me. The elven world where Liatris and I met had the concept of renting a house if you didn’t have one to call your own for whatever reason. Though, the Starscale way was more familiar to me. Even elemental elves needed homes and while my mother wasn’t great at that job, she was good at keeping everyone housed and fed.
“Equality for all who blend in!” my ice sounded off inside my head and I chuckled.
Scale B&B wasn’t like a normal rental. You didn’t sign a year contract or anything like that. Sometimes people only rented them for a night or two and usually paid more for the privilege of a short-term rental. I wasn’t sure how long Sequin had rented the house for. He hadn’t said and I hadn’t thought to ask. Didn’t want him to think I was in a hurry to leave or anything. Even if Liatris and the others went back through the gateway without me, I could still find my way home.
The house was nice. It was spacious and looked to be built by dragons. It had plenty of features that one should activate during a natural disaster. The latter part made me nervous. If Sequin laid eggs to have our children perhaps a place where the water and the wind went to war wasn’t the best place to build a nest.
The pattering of Sequins naked and still damp feet brought me back to the present. He appeared around the corner just wearing a pair of black boxer briefs with the words MOONSCALE STUD written in silver around the waistband. He leaned forward in the doorway drying his hair with one of the rental’s fluffy white towels. I inhaled and his scent wrapped around me like a blanket of fur, metal, and something distinctly fruity. Strawberry? Pomegranate? Maybe some Earthside fruit I’d never heard of before.
“You smell good,” I said before my brain had the chance to catch up with my tongue.
“Thanks. It’s strawberry melon shampoo. I stole it from Daliah before I left a couple times ago,” he laughed. “It actually works pretty well.”
“Note to self: Ensure mate has enough shampoo or he’ll thieve it from his sister.”
“Or anyone I’m related to. I’m not picky. Dad buys some really expensive hair care products when he’s over here.”
“Buying is so strange,” I laughed. “I mean I get it. It’s like points on the Starscale worlds. Sort of.”
“Don’t start that. They’ll call you Teal. Only his grandparents, the dragons who rule the flight, have no idea what he’s working on.”
“I know what he’s working on. What? I’ve met Sunny and Laken too. If anything, Laken thinks buying is immoral.”
“Eh, I think it is what it is. It’s the only system I’ve ever known. I try to be a good flight member and help when I can, but I like shopping.”
“Would you like shopping more if it didn’t cost anything?”
“That’s called taking Daliah’s shampoo,” he laughed, twisting the towel up on the top of his head. “And you can smoke in here by the way. I double-checked. They charge a cleaning fee, and I always pay the upcharge for air filtration. So, they don’t really care.”
“Nice,” I grinned and sat down on the sofa. I lifted a hand to motion Sequin toward me, but he was already crossing the room to straddle my lap. My hands found the curve of his hips as if they always lived there. His arms wrapped around my shoulders, and he wiggled around either to get comfy or to get the exact result he found from it. I hardened under him, reveling in the warmth radiating between our bodies.
“You keep trying to get me to knot but it can’t go in you if the knot happens out here,” I laughed, trying to ignore his weight pressing against my dick. In there and out here might as well have been universes apart.
“I could probably take it,” he smirked. “Though, I like the anchoring feeling of when it happens inside me and I like knowing I can make a guy come that undone that his dick doesn’t want to let go.”
“None of me wants to let go of you, Sequin,” I whispered. “I’m pretty sure I’m a ghost some place in some far back lifetime still trying to hold onto you. I bet I held on so tight that my energy imprinted right where I stood. Everyone loves talking about fate, but this is more than that. This magic,” I said, groping around for a better word for what was unfolding between us and failing to find one, “isn’t fate. It’s all choice. It’s a cosmic sticky note to let us know we have already found the one who made everything in life bearable and worth it. Everything else is just a side effect of that fact.”
“Do you remember before?” he asked, his eyes drifting half shut as if he was trying to remember something just beyond his grasp.
“Not literally but as you said we have proof of the ‘lore.’”
“I don’t know what would be better: Remembering or not,” Sequin whispered. “I watched Nelum struggle with that question for a long time. I think he still struggles with it sometimes.”
“Then don’t struggle like that. Things don’t have to be solid to be here,” I whispered to him.
“You’re solid to me even when you’re ice. I can feel you and it’s you. That’s the part I’m still working to wrap my head around.”
“Who are you when you’re a dragon?” I mused.
“My dragon and me. I’m always my dragon and me.”
“Then I’m Ice and Xav or Xav and Ice depending on what form I’m in, I guess. Maybe other things too and names too if you want to get particular about it.”
“I want to know everything about you,” Sequin whispered.
I kept myself from frowning. I’d been a closed book since leaving home. Some parts of my life I’d closed off from for good and that wasn’t going to change. Though, maybe those parts were never meant to be mine. I was the first and only of my kind to leave our home world as far as I knew. Not that history would’ve touted anyone who did. Mom probably already erased me from the family tapestry and that was probably for the best.
“I don’t know why I’m so nervous,” Sequin said a moment later. “I’m in heat. I’m almost sweaty.”
As if my element heard him before I did the air around us chilled until Sequin shivered.
“I’m nervous too. Forever is a long time to keep someone liking you,” I chuckled.
“That’s exactly it, though, huh?” he said and rested his forehead against his arm for a long moment. “What if you don’t like me tomorrow?”
“Does that usually happen?” I asked, rubbing my thumbs over his hips as his scent turned more nervous than excited.
“Dunno. Mostly it’s one-time things.”
“Because you use an app meant for one-time things,” I pointed out and he laughed despite still smelling nervous.
“Hey, we’ve gone to bed together two times already and I’m still right here,” I said, leaning my head over to catch his gaze. “I’m here for the long haul and it’s going to take more than getting bored for a minute – if that were to happen – to chase me off. I get it. Love is supposed to be about these huge sparks and fireworks. I know what everyone says but I think love is really those quiet moments of life like making the bed together.”
“Because we messed it up together to begin with?” Sequin smirked.
“That very well could be why.”
“Can I ask another sex question?” Sequin changed the subject as a bead of sweat rolled down his nose.
“And then I’ll ask my own,” I nodded, still rubbing circles on his hips and trying to ignore how my dick throbbed with each slight movement he made on my lap.
“Is this okay for you? That isn’t my question, though!” he laughed. “I can move.”
“You’re slick and hard,” I pointed out. “I think anticipation is just the state of the moment, mate.”
“Okay. Let me know if it’s too much. Sometimes I hate being teased. I hate when I just need it – need something and---” his words trailed off and I chilled him again. His nipples stood as erect as our dicks and I couldn’t resist the urge to abandon his hip to roll my thumb over one. Sequin licked his lips and I forgot what I wanted to ask him. He must’ve gone ‘brain dead’ too because our lips smashed together without either of us saying another word. His soft, supple mouth gave under mine, his lips parting to let my tongue in. He tasted sweet as always with just a touch of coffee. My free hand found his ass and squeezed until he leaned forward against me. I bucked my hips up, rubbing against him through our clothes.
Sighing into the kiss, Sequin moved with me. My cotton pajama pants and his boxer briefs didn’t leave much of a barrier between our bodies. He settled onto me, rubbing my shaft between his cheeks as our tongues danced between our mouths. My other hand found his ass too and I held onto him, partially guiding him back and forth as the air caught in our throats. Our scents spread throughout the house as if we needed to claim our territory before marking each other up. Sequin took his dick in his handf, pulling it free of his boxer briefs.
“Let me,” I said.
“Mmmmm….” He shook his head. “Keep playing with my ass but you can watch.”
“As you wish,” I smirked, squeezing his ass tighter around my dick.
Sequin’s cock was thick and circumcised. A bead of precum already hung there on his tip from all the bumping, grinding, and dry humping we’d done. He wiped it away with his thumb and drew lazy circles around the head. He bit his lip leaning back against my squeezing fingers as he played with himself. After a few slow strokes, lines of precum dribbled out of him. He was so fucking beautiful and so fucking in heat. His thighs gripped mine as he rocked over my dick and stroked himself. The rest of the world faded away. I knew there was something important for us to discuss but I’d lost track of what that was. My mate smelled too good while he was in heat. His hand moving over his shaft and his ass moving over my dick was too mesmerizing. He had me hypnotized with his presence.
My ice tickled at my fingertips. Sequin moaned and leaned more into the tiny pools of cool that helped him regulate his temperature as the needy heat drove us both to chase down relief. He leaned his forehead against my shoulder and rubbed it there until my ice came to him there too. His fist pumped faster, matching the now frantic pace of our hips moving together. The fire and ice inside me battled it out as my balls drew up heavy and close to my body as Sequin ground down against me.
“I’m close. Is a mess alright?” he panted out the words.
“Cum for me, mate, but look at me,” I said, letting go of one of his ass cheeks to cup his chin. “I want to look into your eyes while you lose control.”
He swallowed hard but didn’t look away as his mouth dropped open and his brow furrowed in the same pleasure that drove his hips and fist. I rocked with him, savoring the strung tight moments until he came in warm sticky streams making a mess of both of our torsos. I kissed him hard, still rocking my hips under him, chasing down my own release. It didn’t take long with his lips on mine and his scent filling the air. His warm tongue dived into my mouth and I came, growling into the kiss. Everything about him was enough to drive me crazy and I wasn’t anywhere near ready to put the brakes on.
We kissed hard even after we’d both gone soft.
“I could just suck the cold right out of you,” Sequin murmured against my lips. “It’s so good. You taste so good.”
Somewhere in the house my phone rang but unless the world was ending it could ring on. If a world were ending somewhere whoever was calling could use the flight link to get ahold of me.