Chapter 14
Gadiel was seated behind his father’s desk.
He wasn’t sure what he was doing in his father’s office or why he was sitting in his father’s chair, but somehow it didn’t seem to be something he should overthink.
There was a knock on the door.
“Your bodyguard is here,” his secretary said through the door. (He had a secretary?)
“Let him in,” Gadiel heard himself say. His voice sounded much colder than usual. Nothing like his.
The door opened and Will walked into the room. He looked like he always did: tall, handsome, put together, his suit flawless. He was flawless. A flawless liar.
Gadiel felt a fresh wave of anger. “Close the door.”
Will shut the door, his face infuriatingly inscrutable.
“Come over here,” Gadiel said.
Will did as he was told, and Gadiel’s heart was starting to beat faster.
“Closer,” Gadiel bit off.
Raising his eyebrows, Will rounded the desk.
Gadiel turned to him in his chair. “Kneel,” he ordered.
Will frowned but, after a moment, slowly knelt.
He looked so good on his knees between Gadiel’s bare legs.
“You know what to do to make me forgive you,” Gadiel said, nodding toward his hard cock.
Will’s eyes flicked to it. “I won’t do it. I don’t want you.I’m straight.”
“That’s fine,” Gadiel cooed, brushing his fingers over Will’s stubbled jaw before burying them in his thick hair and yanking him close, until his lips touched Gadiel’s cock. “Just imagine that it’s a clit, then. You can suck on my clit. Suck on that clit, Will.”
“It’s not a clit,” Will said with a scoff, his warm breath brushing Gadiel’s cock.
Gadiel pulled at his hair. “You’re my bodyguard. If I say it’s a clit, it fucking is. Now fucking suck it.” He pushed Will’s face closer, grinding his aching crotch against it. Will finally started sucking on his cock as though it were a clit. It was awkward and kind of strange, but it was Will’s mouth on his cock, and it felt so good. Gadiel moaned, grinding against Will’s mouth helplessly. “Ohh. That’s it, lick it, get it wet. I should have made you suck my cock since the first day.” He pushed Will’s mouth lower, to his twitching, hungry hole. “Now my cunt. Lick it. Eat it out.”
Will started licking his hole obediently, andGadiel whimpered, his eyes squeezing shut. “That’s it,” he muttered incoherently, pushing his hole against that wet, soft tongue, wanting it inside him. “Deeper, lick it deeper.” Will was making strangled noises as Gadiel practically smothered him with his ass, and it only made Gadiel hornier. He let out a long, shameless moan as Will’s tongue finally breached him. “Ah—oh! Like that, yeah—eat that hole, you lying son-of-a-bitch...” Grabbing his cock, Gadiel started stroking it furiously as he wrapped his legs around Will’s head, holding Will’s face against his ass and forcing him to lick his hole. God, so good. “Who do you belong to now? That’s right, me .” Gadiel opened his eyes, andthe sight of Will on his knees in front of him, choking on his hole was enough to push him over the edge. He came, moaning loudly—
And woke up.
Gadiel stared at the ceiling blankly, his heart still beating fast and his body too warm. His underwear was uncomfortably sticky. He’d come in his sleep. From dreaming about—
All right, there was no need to overreact. Everyone had a freaky wet dream once in a while. That didn’t mean anything. Dreams didn’t mean anything. Just because he’d dreamed about... about... It didn’t mean that he secretly wanted to force Will to suck his cock and eat him out. His mind had simply come up with a twisted way to punish Will for betraying his trust. That was all.
That was all .
He wasn’t going to think about it again.
***
Unfortunately, it was easier said than done.
Gadiel’s thoughts kept straying to that freaky dream every time he let hem wander. So he tried to keep himself busy.
It wasn’t actually easy to arrange a private romantic cruise. Gadiel might own a yacht—a gift from Zain for his eighteenth birthday—but he wasn’t sure he could trust the crew not to report his activities to Zain. Booking a third-party cruise seemed like the safer option, as long as they didn’t know Gadiel’s identity, which was something of a problem. His face was very well known in this city, and it was very hard for him to stay anonymous.
Will had been right that a cruise was a fairly popular thing tourists liked, so most people wouldn’t bat an eye at Gadiel arranging it for an American friend, but a romantic dinner during said cruise might be something of a stretch if there were just the two of them—if Will wasn’t there too.
Gadiel wasn’t sure he wanted Will there. Not after his lies. And not after that weird dream. Will would only distract him.
But I need him , a voice needled at the back of his mind.
No, you don’t , Gadiel snapped at himself, annoyed.He didn’t need Will there. He didn’t. But. But Will’s presence would certainly make the date less suspicious. Even after all the lies, he didn’t know anyone he trusted more. It was singularly infuriating. And embarrassing. And pathetic.
The worst part was, that freaky dream wouldn’t leave his mind. Gadiel thought about it far too often to be able to write it off as a one-off. He would be eating his lunch and he would imagine ordering Will to get on his knees and pleasure him. He would imagine not letting Will eat until he thoroughly ate him out. His anger only fueled his horny thoughts, the scenarios in his head becoming progressively more lewd, shameless, and possessive. God, what was wrong with him? Scott was the man he was interested in! Why was he having some morally questionable, downright dark fantasies about his straight bodyguard who happened to be Scott’s goddamn cousin, instead of thinking about his upcoming date with Scott?
But he couldn’t erase those thoughts. His anger and hurt only fueled them. So Gadiel fumed—and jerked off more often than he had in years. It wasn’t about Will. He was just frustrated, angry, and horny. But even jerking off felt dangerous. Vanilla fantasies starring hot gay men now did nothing for him. Now his traitorous mind only seemed capable of conjuring kinky, non-consensual scenarios starring his straight bodyguard.
His fixation was beginning to worry him. Gadiel had even tried to imagine Scott in such scenarios, imagine forcing Scott to suck his cock, but it didn’t... really do anything for him. But the moment his traitorous mind replaced Scott with Will, he was harder than a rock, ready to go again despite the countless orgasms he’d had that day already. Gadiel felt like crying from sheer frustration. He’d never been so horny, angry, and confused at the same time. After days of this, his dick felt too sensitive, so he couldn’t even jerk off normally to take the edge off. He knew he was acting crazy, so he tried to avoid Will, which wasn’t exactly easy, considering the fact that they lived in the same apartment, no matter how big it was.
It didn’t help that Will seemed determined to talk to him.
“You’re being ridiculous sulking in your room all day, you know that, right?” Will said through the door. “Gadiel, open the door.”
“Go away,” Gadiel ground out, biting his pillow to muffle his moan as the vibrator continued thrusting into him. God, what if Will could hear the vibrations? The thought was so humiliating, but it turned him on even more. His perverted mind immediately came up with another fantasy: what if Will became concerned enough to break the lock? What if he saw Gadiel with his ass in the air, getting fucked by his thick black dildo? What if Gadiel turned his head and ordered him to replace the dildo with his cock? I’ll fire you if you don’t , Gadiel would say. Give it to me or you’re fired . Will would hesitate, of course, his reluctance clear. I’m straight , he would say. I don’t care , Gadiel would say back. My hole needs cock.Service me.
Will would glare at him, unzipping his pants. His cock would be soft, but he’d bring it to hardness with a few strokes of his big, capable hand. Then he would pull out the dildo and replace it with his cock. Gadiel would groan, because Will wouldn’t be gentle about it. He would be rough with him, rough and resentful, but it’d feel so damn good, Will’s body so heavy on him, his cock thick and long. You slutty bitch , Will would growl into his ear—
“Gadiel!”
Gadiel cried out into the pillow and came at the sound of Will’s voice. Oh god. So fucking good.
So fucked-up.
“Go away,” Gadiel said weakly, struggling to regain his breath—and his higher brain functions. “I don’t want to talk to you.”
“You’re making a mountain out of a molehill,” Will said through the door, irritation clear in his voice.
Gadiel flopped onto his back and, taking the remote, switched the vibrator off. He didn’t pull it out yet. He liked the feeling of fullness even after coming. “Maybe,” he said. “But you can’t tell me how to feel. And right now I don’t feel like talking to you. Go. Away.”
He told himself he wasn’t disappointed when Will’s footsteps receded. He really wasn’t. Just because he sometimes jerked off thinking about his bodyguard didn’t mean that he had, like, feelings for him. Kinky fantasies were one thing. Reality was completely another. He used to jerk off thinking about Henry Cavill; didn’t mean he thought he had any chance with the real man. The same logic applied here; so it didn’t mean anything. What he needed to do was to stop freaking out about harmless fantasies and finally arrange his second date with Scott—the man he was actually interested in. The man he was practically in love with. Scott could be his happiness.
Will could never be something other than a fantasy.