Nineteen
Jerry
F or the last fifteen minutes, we'd all been doing our own thing. I'd spent hours with my friends just like this, and the small bit of normalcy helped me not worry about Eshim too much.
Kat was scrolling on her phone while Archer fed Gunner, and I...I was checking my emails and worrying about my boyfriend. And my dog.
Eshim had texted me before going to his meeting that he'd made a pit stop to my home to give Tom some food, so he should be okay for a few more hours. Eshim had also installed a doggy door in my backdoor a few days ago, and built a fence around my backyard that made sure Tom couldn't get out, so there was no reason I should be fussing about anything happening to Tom.
"We're back!"
I jumped at the sudden sound, then jerked my gaze up, finding Eshim's blue eyes instantly.
"Hey, Jerry," he murmured as I shot to my feet. I could hear Kat and Archer talking to their partners, but I had no idea what they were saying because all my focus was on Eshim.
"You're okay," I murmured once I'd made sure there was no blood or injuries on his person, and he smiled.
"I am. I told you I'd be back in one piece. All we did was talk," he said as he closed the distance between us, and I threw my arms around his neck, pulling him into a kiss.
My heart felt like it'd finally settled after spending the last few hours buzzing with a low but constant level of anxiety.
I kissed Eshim like we hadn't seen each other in ages, and he kissed me back just as intensely, his hands tight around my hips. I missed his other hands in that moment, and wondered if it would be weird if I asked him to take his true form right now.
Just as my lungs were starting to demand oxygen, Eshim pulled back, then rested his forehead against mine. "Hey," he said again, making me smile.
"Hey, back."
"Were we that sappy when we first got together?" Fressia asked with a note of horror in her voice, making Eshim pull back to glare at her.
"Fuck off, Fres. It's not my fault you can't even spell the word romance. I feel sorry for you." The last part was directed at Kat, who snickered like it was the best joke she'd heard all day.
"Hey, I have moves."
"You do, baby," Kat said, patting her arm in a comforting gesture while her eyes twinkled with amusement.
Once Lux had given Gunner a good cuddle, he and Kat brought out dinner, and we sat around the coffee table eating while the three demons told us about their meeting.
The thought that there were some evil souls running around out there looking for someone to turn into a host body for themselves scared the shit out of me, but I knew Eshim would keep me safe. Not everyone had their own demon to protect them, though, and I hoped the dark souls and demon would be captured soon.
Once everyone was done eating, we didn't linger. Quick good night wishes followed, and then Eshim took me home.
The moment we appeared in my living room, Tom came racing to me, his butt wriggling madly in his excitement.
"Hey, buddy. Did you miss me?" I asked as I sat down on the couch and Tom jumped onto it. Eshim sat down beside me, and Tom jumped over our laps, ecstatic that we were both here. I was too, and I didn't want Eshim to leave.
Turning to him, I took his hand in mine, linking our fingers together. "Will you stay the night?"
"Yes!"
I smiled at his quick, enthusiastic response, my heart feeling light enough I was afraid it would've floated away if it wasn't caged. I felt safe with Eshim, not physically per se, but emotionally. I felt like I could let my guard down around him, be vulnerable and trust him to not take advantage of it, to not hurt me.
Once Tom was satisfied we were going to stick around and stop disappearing, he hopped off to his bed, ready for a night of sleep. I decided to take him into work tomorrow as a reward for being a good boy today. He deserved a change of scenery after spending so much time stuck at home.
Eshim and I cleaned up one by one, then climbed under the covers. Having Eshim in my bed felt right . I hadn't shared this bed with anyone since Kat. I'd slept with people, of course, but I'd preferred to do it at their place, in a hotel, or a few times, even in a club bathroom.
My bedroom was mine alone, but I didn't mind sharing it with Eshim. In fact, I kind of liked it.
I turned on my side and Eshim followed suit, smiling softly when our eyes met. I let my gaze roam over him, admiring his smooth, tanned skin, his firm muscles.
"You can drop the human form, you know. You don't have to keep it up when you're home if you don't want to," I said, and his smile brightened.
The magical camouflage he wore flickered, then fell away, revealing my big, beautiful demon with his massive arms that immediately latched onto me and pulled me closer, smothering my face into his chest.
"You're very huggable," he said by way of explanation, making me snort.
"So are you. But I was thinking we could do something more than hugging."
"Cuddling?" he suggested far too innocently, but didn't pull back.
"More than that," I said, then decided to demonstrate by licking his nipple. Like the rest of him, it was bigger in this form, and I sucked the nub into my mouth, biting down on it gently.
"Oh fuck!" Eshim gasped as his arms tightened around me, and I huffed.
"Too tight, love."
We both froze, and then I scrambled to explain. "It was—I didn't—a pet name. It was a form of expression. Not—not that." I realized I'd made it weird, so I tried to recover by digging myself further into the hole. "Not that I don't think it could be that at some point, just not right now."
When I gathered the courage to glance up at Eshim, he was grinning at me.
The breath went out of me with a whoosh, and I slumped into him. "Fuck."
"You're adorable, Jerry."
Eshim
I was old enough to understand calling someone 'love' in the heat of the moment wasn't a confession, but it was fun to watch Jerry squirm and get more and more flustered as he tried to explain himself.
I was in no rush to put labels on our feelings. I was happy just being with Jerry, and I wanted to experience and enjoy every little milestone with him.
Leaning in, I pressed my lips to his, smiling when he reacted instantly, his hands reaching up to press against my chest as he deepened the kiss.
His thumbs teased over my nipples, making me groan into the kiss. My nipples had always been sensitive, but with my mate touching them, they felt like live wires, sparking wildly at every soft brush of his skin.
Sliding my fingers into his hair, I tilted his head to get better access to his mouth, sliding two hands under his shirt at the same time so I could touch his warm skin.
"I love kissing you," I murmured against his lips, then turned my attention to his neck, tasting his skin as he caught his breath.
Frustrated by the limited reach, I sat up, pulling Jerry with me.
"Whoa!" he gasped, then grabbed onto my shoulders as I pulled him into my lap, his legs thrown on either side of me, his ass perfectly perched on my thighs.
"Okay?" I confirmed, and he laughed.
"Yes. Very okay."
Grinning, I went back to his neck, licking the warm skin and leaving soft, gentle bites down his throat as his palms roamed over my back.
"Move back. I wanna take my shirt off."
Definitely not in the mood to move, I snapped my fingers, and Jerry huffed as our t-shirts disappeared into the ether. I'd sent it straight to the laundry basket in his bathroom. He wouldn't be needing it again anyway.
"Or you can do that, I guess. Why'd you leave the pants on?" he almost whined, and I chuckled into his skin before sending our sweatpants and his underwear into the laundry basket as well.
"Much better," Jerry said with a happy sigh, then rocked his ass directly over my cock.
I loved being close to Jerry like this, but I wanted more. Pulling back, I waited until Jerry met my eyes, then almost lost my plane of thought at the sight of his dark eyes and flushed cheeks. His hair was a tangled mess from my fingers, and I made a mental note to brush it later. I loved playing with his hair, and he'd told me I was much better at it than Gunner, whatever that meant.
Remembering what I'd been planning to ask, I cupped his cheek with a free hand and asked, "Top, bottom, either, neither?"
Jerry blinked, clearly surprised by the sudden question, but then he leaned up and pressed his lips to mine, speaking the words right against them. "Anything. Everything."
Shuddering at his warmth and closeness, I picked him up by his hips and thighs—I was more grateful for my second set of arms in that moment than ever before—and laid him down on the bed, then straddled his thighs as he gazed up at me, waiting patiently. His faith in me made me feel ten feet tall, and I couldn't help leaning down and pulling him into a deep kiss.
As I kissed him, I rubbed my abdomen against his cock, making him moan into my mouth. With some magical assistance, I got myself ready for him, then pulled back. "I'm going to ride you."
Jerry blinked, then groaned loudly, reaching up to grab my hips. "Fuck, Eshim. Do it. Please."
Smirking, I reached back to hold him steady, then sank down on him, making his eyes go wide.
"Wait! What about prepping? I don't want to hurt you."
Smiling, I leaned down and brushed my lips against his—which turned out to be a little awkward to manage with our height difference—as I took him all the way in. "You won't. I used magic to prep, and even if I hadn't, you can't hurt me. Not much can. It'd have been dry and uncomfortable, though, hence the prep. We don't need condoms either."
I'd learned over the weeks that Jerry liked knowing things. The more he knew, the less chance he had of thinking himself into a cycle of anxiety.
"That's handy," Jerry said, then groaned loudly as I started moving. "Fuck, you feel so good."
Grinning, I covered his body with mine, holding myself up on two elbows while I cupped his face with my free hand. Kissing him like this wasn't the easiest, and I realized we had a lot of fun times ahead of us finding positions that would be comfortable for both of us.
"I can't kiss you properly," Jerry grumbled, and I hummed.
"Do you want me to shift back?"
"Oh, hell no." He shook his head adamantly to reinforce it, his eyes full of heat as they roamed over me. "You're sexy as fuck like this, Eshim. We can kiss later."
Chuckling, I sped up my movements, sitting up on my knees again so I could get him deeper into me.
"Shit!" I gasped as I felt the head of his cock press against my prostate, sparks of pleasure shooting up my spine.
Pulling Jerry up into a sitting position, I wrapped two arms around him, holding him close as I moved over him, rubbing my chest against his. I shivered when my nipples brushed against his skin, and he caught on instantly, running his thumbs over the sensitive nubs.
Then I felt a wet, warm tongue lap over my nipple, and my whole body jerked as my rhythm stuttered. The arm I'd braced against the mattress for support almost buckled, and I slid the fingers of my free hand into his hair and almost pulled him away.
"Jerry!"
"You liked that, didn't you?" Jerry sounded like he was smirking, and I decided I should pay him back. Taking him deep inside me, I flexed my hole around his length, making him moan.
Breathing in the scent of sex and Jerry, I chased our climaxes as he drove me crazy by lavishing my nipples with attention.
By the time Jerry came, he was covered in sweat, and looked desperate with the need to come. As he filled me with his release, I grabbed my cock and gave it a few tugs, painting his chest and abdomen with my cum.
For a few blissful minutes, we stayed exactly as we were, upright in bed, covered in sweat and cum. The air was thick with the musky scent of sex mixed with our individual scents, and I dragged in a few deep breaths, feeling utterly satisfied because of how close I felt to Jerry.
When the high started wearing off and Jerry stirred, I carried him to the bathroom, where we grabbed a quick shower together before returning to bed. I could've cleaned us up with magic, but the warm water just felt better against sensitive skin.
I did use magic to clean up the sheets, and we crawled under the blankets. Jerry cuddled into me, and I wrapped my arms around him, letting my eyes fall shut.
We fell asleep within minutes, tired, sated, and completely at peace.