Chapter 12
Twelve
Wash was glad Peri didn’t ask him to fly, instead walking to his apartment a few blocks away.
Wash loved flying, and if he was somewhere private, he’d do it for hours, but Peri’s neighborhood was busy, with plenty of other supes walking and flying around.
He wasn’t going to draw attention to himself and risk someone saying something stupid while he was with Peri.
He’d just chase the little fairy away with his less than stellar reaction.
Peri switched back and forth between bouncing and hovering instead of just walking.
It was cute, and he talked animatedly with his hands as they walked down the street.
It was significantly earlier than Wash normally left work, the sun was even still out, but when Peri had climbed into his lap, he couldn’t say no.
He followed the bouncy little fairy to an apartment complex covered in vines, with greenery spilling from each balcony in different colors.
Trees surrounded it, glowing faintly with magic, and the courtyard in the middle had a wider tree that looked like a smaller complex for pixies.
Even the air smelled different just stepping off the sidewalk, and Wash found himself taking a deep breath as they headed toward the main door.
His own apartment was cold in comparison, an old brick building with cracks in the sidewalk and clean lines without a plant in sight. He hadn’t realized what he was missing until now.
Inside the building was just as green as the outside.
Planter boxes lined the halls, perfuming the air with the scent of flowers and fresh potted soil.
Vines snuck in through windows, trailing across the walls and even along the ceiling, draping in some places so it brushed over their heads.
Peri’s fingers trailed over leaves as he went, giving off little sparks of magic that seemed to make the plants sway happily.
He stopped in front of a door at the end of the hall, where several potted plants lined the entrance and a colorful doormat welcomed them in.
Wash eyed that particular piece with distaste.
He wouldn’t be caught dead with a welcome mat in front of his apartment.
It would make people think he was interested in visitors.
Peri unlocked his apartment with a little magic, grabbing Wash’s hand and pulling him inside.
Wash barely had time to take in the shelves with more little plants in the entryway and the lavender wallpaper before Peri spun and pushed him against the door, slamming his lips against Wash's in a frantic kiss.
The little fairy was practically vibrating with need, lifting onto his toes and throwing his arms around Wash's neck, only to move them again to fist his shirt, trying to eliminate the space between them.
It made Wash's head spin, and he struggled to catch up and regain the control he'd had in the office. Ripping his mouth away, he tried to slow them down. "Peri, wait-"
Peri didn't listen, dropping to his knees instead. Wash froze, wide-eyed, as the beautiful man went after the button and zipper of his jeans like they were the only obstacle to getting exactly what he wanted.
Wash hadn’t expected this kind of urgency, and his brain was struggling to catch up. He could only watch as Peri pulled his jeans and boxers down enough to pull his cock free, wrapping those delicate little fingers around it with a wanton moan that made Wash’s dick kick in his hand.
“You don’t have to– ungh, fuck!”
He was going to tell Peri he didn't have to take all of him, his cock being the one thing he was never embarrassed about, but Peri didn’t give him a chance to get the words out before sucking Wash’s cock into his mouth, taking at least half of him in one go.
Peri was relentless, bobbing his head, taking him deeper and deeper like a gag reflex wasn’t an issue for him.
All while looking up at him with those big eyes, watching as he took Wash apart.
A swirl of his tongue over the head made Wash gasp, his head thunking against the door, and his fingers curling in Peri’s hair automatically. This was going to end really quick if he didn’t do something soon. The little fairy was just too good with his mouth.
Summoning every ounce of willpower he owned, which wasn’t a lot, most of it had fled the minute those pretty pink lips had wrapped around his cock, he reached down and caught Peri under his arms, hauling him up until he wrapped his legs around Wash’s hips automatically.
His lips were already a little swollen, little spots of pink on his cheeks, and he looked adorably confused about the change in plans.
Wash didn’t stop to explain, yanking his jeans up enough to allow him to walk the rest of the way to the living room.
He sat on the first available surface, a low backed arm chair with enough space for them both as long as Peri was straddling his lap.
The minute they sat and Peri’s lap connected with his, the little minx started rocking, seizing Wash’s mouth in another frenzied kiss.
Determined not to lose his head again, he grabbed a careful handful of those pretty pink and blue locks, tightening just enough to tell the little fairy who was in charge. Peri’s responding moan nearly had him losing his cool again, and he had to move on to kissing Peri’s neck to catch his breath.
“Please, please, please,” Peri whimpered, rocking a little more urgently.
Almost too urgently. Wash leaned back, taking the fairy in.
He looked wrecked already, his breath coming in pants and his fingers digging into Wash’s clothes like a lifeline.
Like he was just holding onto his orgasm by a thread.
“Peri? How often can you come in one night?”
Peri’s eyelids fluttered, his cheeks turning a darker shade of pink as he whispered, “As many times as you want me to.”
Goddess… His eyes nearly rolled into his head with that little confession. Could the little fairy be any more perfect?
He fully intended to discuss that later, but for now, he needed to take care of the man in his arms. He grabbed him by his hips, lifting him up onto his knees enough to rip open his slacks and yank down both slacks and briefs.
Then he shifted lower in the chair. If he wanted to savor this night, he needed to take the edge off first.
Peri only panicked for a second that Wash was going to judge him for his libido before he was swallowing him whole.
Peri cried out, hands landing on the short back of the chair, babbling with pleasure as that talented mouth started sucking with urgency and determination.
It was like Wash wanted to get him off as quickly as possible.
And Peri was so worked up, it only took a few minutes before he was coming down Wash’s throat.
Did that slow Wash down at all? Nope. He kept sucking, not giving Peri a chance to fully soften before his cock was plumping up again in Wash’s mouth. He moaned, his moments all involuntary as he rocked his hips and one hand reached down to tug helplessly at Wash’s hair.
“Feels so good. Oh goddess. Please…”
He wasn’t sure what he was begging for, honestly. More? Absolutely. But he didn’t think it was just about sex. There was a tugging in his chest that made him breathless, and if he had the brain cells, he might sit for a minute to figure out why.
Wash released him, causing Peri to whimper, but he didn’t stop touching him, pressing little kisses up his torso as he pulled off his vest and shirt, always careful not to brush his wings.
“Up,” Wash growled, moving him to stand long enough to pull Peri’s pants down his legs, nipping at his hipbone as he bent to pull off shoes and socks and remove the material the rest of the way.
It left Peri completely naked while Wash was mostly dressed, the only sign of his participation the fact that his zipper was undone, and the head of that massive cock was peeking out of the top of his boxers.
Peri licked his lips, considering returning the favor, but Wash drew him back into his lap before he could sink to his knees, running those claw tipped hands over his skin with surprising softness.
“Lube?”
Wash’s voice had dropped to this gravelly tone that made Peri shiver, and he kind of wanted to ask him to keep talking just so he could listen to it again.
Combined with the soft kisses on every inch Wash could reach, it took Peri a long moment before he could figure out how to get what he wanted.
He snapped his fingers, and with a sparkle of magic, the lube he’d left on the bathroom sink after his last shower session with his favorite dildo appeared in his hand.
Wash raised an eyebrow at him, his tone amused. “Didn’t want to just go get it yourself?”
“Too far,” Peri breathed, shoving the bottle at Wash and capturing his lips for another kiss. Wash’s kisses were addictive. Peri wasn’t sure he’d ever get enough.
“Ah!” He ripped his mouth away with a cry, his hips thrusting forward as Wash spread his cheeks and something flat and pointed rubbed against his hole. He looked over his shoulder, watching in fascination as Wash’s tail rubbed against him before slowly pushing inside.
“You– You’re going to– Ah! Ah! Yes!”
He had questions, he’d never had someone use their tail in quite that way before, but Wash pressed it with unerring accuracy against his prostate, and all the questions flew from Peri’s head in a rush.
It twisted inside him, stretching him, teasing against his prostate just enough to drive Peri crazy.
He felt another orgasm swell, and he knew the second Wash realized that he was in trouble.
A wicked, demonic grin flashed across Wash’s face, and he pulled Peri closer, latching onto his nipple with a light graze of teeth just as his tail pressed hard against Peri’s prostate.
It was enough to send Peri careening over the edge, dirtying another of Wash’s shirts as he came all over him.
Embarrassment didn't have a chance to latch on before Wash was moving him enough to wrestle his cock from his jeans again. Peri took in the length and thickness, his hole clenching automatically as he thought about taking it. It was easily the thickest cock he’d ever taken, if not the longest.
Another snap of his fingers had a condom appearing from the bedside table, the biggest he had, and for a minute he was worried it wouldn’t fit as he watched Wash stretch it over his length.
The thought made him clench all over again, and the desperation in his blood boiled over.
He rose to his knees, aligning himself over Wash’s cock, and sank down the minute Wash’s tail was out of the way.
“Ungh, fuck, Peri,” Wash growled, his hands latching onto Peri’s waist as he rolled his hips, his head thrown back as he sank in deep.
Meanwhile, Peri was trying to hold back another orgasm, his fingers digging into Wash’s shirt.
The slight bloom of pain was nothing compared to the pleasure of the stretch, the feel of Wash’s cock inside him.
He sank down inch by inch and moaned wildly as Wash finally bottomed out.
“Wash… Goddess…”
He only paused long enough for his body to adjust before lifting up and dropping back down, feeling every inch of that massive cock pass over his prostate.
His cries quickly turned into a wail, muscles burning as he bounced on Wash’s cock until he lost all sense of reality.
He was only pleasure and white light interrupted by flashes of color when Wash slammed inside him again.
His orgasm took him by surprise, too lost in the sensations to notice the warning signs.
He clamped down on Wash’s cock, his head thrown back on a scream of ecstasy.
Pleasure hit him in waves, and when it was over, it was like someone had cut the strings on a marionette, his entire body going lax.
He vaguely heard Wash snarl as he came before he was jerked against Wash’s chest, his demon lover’s face hidden against his neck as they both fought for breath.
Peri leaned against him, his body still tingling from such an intense orgasm.
“Are you hungry?”