32. Dominic
Dominic
“Dominic?” Onyx asked, rousing Dominic with a light shake of the arm. “When are we leaving?”
Still mostly asleep, Dominic murmured, “Mmm?” Half-asleep, or rather closer to fully asleep, it took him a moment to properly absorb the question. He leaned in to give Onyx a kiss, letting it linger. “Early afternoon,” he replied when the words fully reached his waking mind.
“Can’t we go earlier?” Onyx wheedled. “Why so late?”
Dominic’s hand went to Onyx’s hip, and he pulled the younger witch closer… not that there was much closer he could get, if any at all, but he gave Onyx another kiss. “Have to finish some work first.”
“Could you be persuaded to finish the work after?” Onyx's hand slid between their bodies and rested between their stomachs, just above anywhere interesting.
Dominic hummed in definite interest. The final review of the project proposal deadline wasn’t for another day, and it was possible he could get it done afterwards… provided that Onyx didn’t have another explosive response to being re-collared again. “I’m open to negotiation."
“Are you really, or are you just saying that?” Onyx asked suspiciously, but his hand slid down a little farther, brushing the base of Dominic’s cock.
Dominic hissed in a soft breath as Onyx’s hand teased him. “What is your proposal?” He shifted to allow Onyx a little more space.
Onyx slid his hand down farther still, gripping Dominic’s cock and slowly stroking it. “I… I’ll get you off?” he ventured.
Dominic’s lips twitched. “Hmm… so you’ll get me off, and we’ll leave ten minutes earlier? Agreed,” he said with some humor in his voice.
Onyx groaned, starting to pull his hand back. “Never mind,” he grumbled. “I’m going to shower.”
Dominic caught Onyx’s wrist with a laugh. “Stay,” he coaxed. “And work on learning to be specific. How much earlier do you want to leave, Onyx?”
Onyx scowled at Dominic. “You’re being an asshole again,” he accused. “I want to leave after breakfast. I want the whole day. I want the chance to exhaust myself, not to just burn for an hour or whatever.”
“I’m teaching you something important,” Dominic disagreed. “And that’s a much better place to start negotiating from. I can’t do the whole day, but I can do… hmm. After breakfast and two hours,” he counter-offered, coaxing Onyx to come closer again.
“Breakfast and one hour,” Onyx countered. “Two hours is like… already afternoon. That’s not much extra time at all.”
Dominic’s lips twitched. “So you’re declining two hours in the warehouse? Noted.”
“Wait,” Onyx said quickly. “I thought you meant…” He scowled at Dominic. “Why are you being a brat?” he demanded. “Because that’s what you’re being. A brat.”
Dominic laughed. “Specificity." He pulled Onyx in for a kiss. “We’ll leave after breakfast, and you can have two hours in the warehouse.”
“Two and a half hours in the warehouse,” Onyx murmured against Dominic’s mouth, running his fingers along his cock. “Please?” he wheedled. “I have homework to do. You do want me to do well in my lessons, right?”
Dominic laughed again, eyes dancing with amusement. “You drive a hard bargain. Agreed.”
Onyx frowned at him at the easy acceptance. “Should’ve gone for three,” he lamented, squeezing Dominic’s cock.
Dominic hummed in agreement, moaning when Onyx squeezed his cock. He kissed Onyx hungrily.
Onyx returned the kiss as he slowly stroked Dominic’s cock.
He drew back enough to grab for the lube, squirting it messily into his hand so he could go back to Dominic’s cock.
He used his other hand on his own length, awkwardly, before huffing and pushing his body against Dominic’s so he could rub their cocks together.
He let out a quiet sound, muffled against Dominic’s lips.
Dominic moaned softly, his hand going to Onyx’s hip before skirting down around his flank, his fingertips brushing the crease of the younger witch’s ass. “Three,” he murmured, “And I use my fingers while you get me off.”
Somewhat to his surprise, Onyx nodded, kissing Dominic again before murmuring against his mouth, “Okay.”
Dominic groaned, his fingertips flexing on Onyx’s flank before pulling back to find the lube again and handing it to Onyx to squirt some out onto his fingers.
It was a bit of awkward positioning to get to where Onyx could stroke them both while Dominic was also able to get his fingers into the Rayne witch’s ass, but it helped that he was a good bit taller than the younger witch.
Dominic’s fingertip circled Onyx’s hole before dipping inside. Onyx was still relatively well stretched from the prior night, so Dominic didn’t have to work to open him up for the first finger.
Onyx squirmed, closing his eyes as Dominic’s finger penetrated his hole, stroking their cocks more firmly.
Dominic made absolutely no attempt to hold back his noises, moans and soft gasps falling from his lips easily, in between mostly-undecipherable murmurs. He stretched Onyx’s hole before slipping a second finger into him, brushing lightly over his prostate.
The touch startled a gasp from Onyx’s lips, but he kissed Dominic firmly in his usual bid to keep Dominic from hearing the noises he craved. It also had the effect of dampening Dominic’s own sounds, which was likely by design.
Onyx broke off the kiss with another sharp intake of breath after only a moment, tilting his head back even as he stroked them together.
Dominic followed the movement to suck a mark into Onyx’s exposed throat with a low groan as he started to thrust into the younger witch’s hand, his fingers still working Onyx’s prostate.
Onyx jerked them both off with more intensity until he was spilling all over Dominic’s cock with a harsh gasp right as Dominic left a mark on him.
The sound of Onyx’s gasp and the feeling of his hole tightening around Dominic’s fingers were almost enough to send him over the edge all by themselves, and it only took a couple more strokes before he was coming hard with a loud groan, spilling all over Onyx’s hand and their cocks.
Onyx didn’t stop until Dominic had come, too, then he lay there panting for a moment before he scrunched up his nose and pulled back. “I need a shower,” he said, already starting to pull away.
Dominic chuckled, stealing one last kiss from Onyx’s lips. “Go shower.”
Pulling away, he went to order their breakfast and start getting ready. He shot off several notifications from his phone to alert everyone involved of the change of schedule.
Onyx was in and out of the shower in a flash, not taking his usual leisurely time or stalling like he sometimes did. He got dressed then went to Dominic, settling down in his lap and brushing a kiss against his lips. “Thank you."
Dominic was surprised but pleased to get a lap full of the younger witch, and he kissed Onyx back a little more firmly. “You’re welcome."
His hand went to Onyx’s jaw and he tilted Onyx’s head just a bit to expose the mark on his throat that he had left there. Dominic leaned in and sucked harder against the mark, darkening it further.
“Are you sure you’re not dosing me with an aphrodisiac?” Onyx asked. “Because I’m wondering about your sex drive, too, so you can’t say my food is safe because you eat it too.”
Dominic chuckled, sitting back to regard the mark he’d left again.
It would be gone far too soon, erased by the healing power of the vampire blood so heavily lacing Onyx’s body.
He needed more ways to mark the Rayne witch as his.
Even the collar and mark on Onyx’s wrist that proclaimed Dominic’s legal ownership of the enslaved witch weren’t sufficient.
Onyx was his.
“No, I’m not dosing you with aphrodisiacs. Either of us.”
Onyx eyed Dominic in clear indecision for a moment. “Okay,” he relented, sliding off of Dominic’s lap and going to his own seat.
“I would offer to show you the supply I have and let you see that it’s unchanged, but you wouldn’t have a baseline to compare against,” Dominic pointed out. “But if you want to see it now, you could compare it later if you have further doubts.”
“Uh huh,” Onyx said skeptically. “Because you couldn’t just…
make more? Or swap it out for something else?
” He sighed. “No. It’s fine. You’d tell me if you were doing it.
I just… don’t understand.” He watched the servant enter, setting their plates of food down, and started to tear into it without hesitation.
Dominic grinned at Onyx’s enthusiasm. Not that the Rayne witch ever didn’t want to eat — some few occasions excepting — but when he was excited about something, it became quickly apparent.
The Rayne witch was still after all these months endearingly and refreshingly artless in his responses. Nothing calculated.
It was in no small part the enduring flame that was Onyx Rayne and his draw on Dominic. Brash, straightforward, bold. A witch who but for the machinations of fate could have been a power to be reckoned with.
And he was Dominic’s.
Dominic sipped at his coffee, eating as leisurely as ever, if only to see the impatience flash in Onyx’s dark eyes.
“Dominic,” Onyx whined when Dominic was still eating after he’d finished. “You’re taking forever.” Along with the rest of his endearing traits, Onyx was predictable, too, and he got up, starting to pace.
Dominic chuckled, setting his cup down and rising from his seat right when a knock sounded on the door and Shane stepped inside.
“Shane,” Dominic greeted with a nod before turning his attention back to Onyx.
“I’m sure you recall the process.” He smiled faintly.
“But to review: I’m going to put you into a magical sleep.
When you awaken, you’ll be in the warehouse, chained to the center of it.
There will be a dome around you that you cannot see or hear out of, but everyone will be able to see and hear you.
Your collar will be off, and there will be a variety of targets for you to utilize as you wish, along with your classwork. ”
“Yes, yes, I know,” Onyx said impatiently.
Dominic grinned. “Would you like to bring one of my shirts to set on fire?”
The question made Onyx laugh. “Yeah, actually. Now. Put me to sleep so we can go.”
He went to Dominic fearlessly, almost trustingly.
Dominic smiled. “And after three hours when we’re done, I’ll put you back into the magical sleep and you’ll wake up again here,” he finished. He lifted a hand to brush Onyx’s hair back from his face. “You really do need a haircut.”
He laughed at Onyx’s impatient muttered response and cast the spell, catching the Rayne witch as he fell.
Lifting Onyx, Dominic nodded to Shane. The werewolf stepped out of the doorway and cleared the way for them to proceed to the front of the house, where the vehicle was waiting to take them to the warehouse.
Shane helped Dominic get Onyx into the SUV, reporting that he’d done a sweep through the entire area and personally checked all of the security setup, so everything was in good order.
Dominic kept Onyx cradled in his arms until they arrived. Once there, he went straight to the center of the room, where the ankle cuff was waiting. Lowering Onyx to the ground, Dominic shackled him into place, then removed the suppression collar from around the younger witch’s throat.
He smirked and went to the nearest target, where he dressed it in the shirt that he’d taken from the house.
He stepped back out of range for the dome and cast the spell that would enclose the area in a one-way auditory and visual shield.
Unlike the one he’d used on Onyx in the crate, he made this one light enough that natural light could come through without leaving any indications of where anything was located outside of the dome.
Dominic removed the sleep spell.