Chapter 14
Fourteen
Keoni
Somehow, I'd managed to avoid being spotted by anyone all day, and I shared a glance with Zephyr as he pushed the door open, a wide grin on my face. I was excited to stun my family with a big reveal, and the Dining Room was the perfect place to do it.
Zephyr was either amused or entertained by my excitement, but he said nothing as he held the door open and then stood to the side just inside, waiting on me.
I walked inside, and it took a few moments before someone noticed. Silas was the first, and his eyes went comically wide as he shot up, his chair falling back with a clatter.
His reaction pulled everyone's attention to him, then me as he stalked over and pulled me into a hug that almost pulled me off my feet.
"Keoni," he said, voice soft and choked as he set me back down and took a step back to look me over. I turned around in a circle to show off, and he chuckled. "Draven?"
I nodded, and he turned to beam at the dwarf who glared at him, his face clearly warning him against trying to hug him.
"I'm so happy for you," Silas said as he turned back to face me, his black eyes warm.
Then Jacinta pushed him out of the way, and suddenly, I was being hugged by practically everyone in the Sanctuary.
By the time we finally settled at my usual table with our food, my cheeks were flushed and I felt like I was covered in a warm, cozy blanket.
Zephyr squeezed my arm before he sat down in a chair beside me, and as we ate, I told everyone how my awesome new prosthetics worked.
I also discovered that the silky white threads used in them were actually silk.
Particularly, Haruto's super-strong jorogumo silk.
"I had no idea this was why he wanted it, but I'm glad I could help."
I wondered how long it'd taken Draven to make these from start to finish. Saying thank-you didn't feel like enough. What could I do to thank him properly?
After dinner, Zephyr and I went back to his place. Well, I kind of followed him to his bedroom, and he didn't stop me.
"Is it okay if I stay here for a while? I still feel a little psyched. If I go home, I'm just gonna spend the night running around like a madman," I admitted with a sheepish grin, and Zephyr smiled.
"Stay as long as you like."
I watched as he walked over to a coat stand in the corner and hung his cloak up, leaving him in his black button-down and jeans. He rarely wore light-colored clothes, though black and purple looked really good on him, so I liked it.
"Are you planning to stare at me the whole time?
" he teased as he unbuttoned his cuffs and slid his sleeves up, revealing his forearms. Zephyr was always covered up with his full-sleeve shirts, his cloak cinched at the base of his neck.
Only his face, neck, and hands were visible to others, so this was my first time seeing more of him.
Even when we'd kissed or cuddled in bed all day on our date, he'd already been dressed and had stayed that way.
"Maybe," I answered honestly, and he paused with his hands at his neck. Who ever used the button at the collar? Just imagining it made me feel suffocated.
Zephyr's blue eyes darkened as he watched me watch him, and he stayed still for a moment longer before his fingers moved again, and he unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, revealing the dip at the base of his neck and just the barest hint of the top of his chest.
I'd kept my distance as I watched him, but now I found myself walking closer to him. He sucked in a breath when I was close enough to feel the heat coming off his body, and I reached up.
Zephyr stood stock still as I placed my index finger against his chin, then slowly trailed it down through the short stubble.
I traced over his Adam's apple, then into the dip, before coming to a stop at the next button.
A breath shuddered out of him, and I wondered when he'd been touched like this last.
Ever since I came to the Sanctuary, I'd never seen Zephyr with someone. I didn't think he would've dated another resident anyway, but he'd also never brought in someone from the outside, and his trips to the human world always seemed to have a purpose.
While a part of me felt happy at the idea that he hadn't been with anyone recently, a bigger part of me didn't like the fact that it meant he would've been alone. Zephyr deserved to be loved and appreciated and cared for, and I got the feeling he hadn't had any of that for a long time.
I brushed my finger over the next button on his shirt, meeting his gaze with a question in my eyes, and he hesitated, then nodded.
Smiling, I leaned up to press a soft kiss on his lips before using both hands to undo the next button, revealing sparse hair on his chest. Like the hair on his head, it was sprinkled with gray, and I tugged at a few strands, making him hiss.
"Sorry," I mumbled, moving to the next button.
By the time his shirt fell open and his chest was fully on display, his skin was flushed a beautiful shade of pink. His teeth were digging into his lower lip, his hands fisted at his sides as if he was stopping himself from touching me, or buttoning his shirt up again. I couldn't tell.
Reaching up, I slid my fingers in his hair, then tugged him lower until our lips met.
Zephyr stayed stiff for a moment, then melted into the kiss as his hands fell to my waist. I pushed him back into the wall as I kissed him deeply, tasting chocolate from our shared dessert, and Zephyr's spicy, magicky flavor underneath.
Zephyr exhaled a breathy moan into the kiss, and my grip tightened in his hair almost reflexively. I could feel his erection against my abdomen, and I pressed my other hand over it, making him grunt.
I pulled back so we could catch our breaths, admiring his wet, pink lips, the flush on his skin. The usually proper headmaster of the Sanctuary was nowhere to be seen, and I loved that only I got to see him like this.
Once he'd caught his breath, I pulled him into another kiss as I moved my hands to his hips. I wanted to taste him. I wanted to make him cum for me.
I reached for his belt, waiting until he nodded into the kiss before I quickly removed his belt, pants, and underwear.
Once he stepped out of them, I kicked them aside as I threw the belt in the general direction of the coat stand.
It clattered to the floor anyway, but I didn't care. I had a mission to focus on.
Zephyr
I sucked in a breath as our lips separated, leaning against the wall as I caught my breath.
Where had Keoni learned to kiss like that?
I didn't think he'd had a partner before he came to the Sanctuary, but that was because I'd thought he was fourteen when he arrived.
I hadn't asked him since, but it was possible he'd been with someone.
Though they couldn't have been anyone good if they'd abandoned him like the rest of his herd.
Keoni took a step back, and I blinked. Did he not want to go further? I didn't mind, but when he'd taken my pants off, I'd figured we were headed somewhere.
"What—" I cut myself off as Keoni knelt on his front legs, then glanced up at me with sparkling blue eyes, his hair like a halo around his face, his lips pink and swollen and wet as he licked them.
He wrapped a palm around my hard length, and I sucked in a breath, leaning into the wall. He grinned, then wrapped his lips around the head of my cock, sucking at it like a popsicle as his hand moved up and down my length.
Using the last of my presence of mind, I flicked my fingers, and a thick carpet covered the floor under Keoni. That would make sure he didn't hurt his knees.
"Fuck!" The fingers of my right hand sank into his hair, and I forced myself not to tighten my grip. I didn't want to hurt him, but I needed to touch him.
I flexed my left hand against the wall, but before I could scratch the paint with my metal fingers, Keoni slid his free hand into mine, linking our fingers. I could feel the warmth of his skin against mine, and I held onto it as his mouth drove me crazy.
It'd been so, so long since I'd been with someone, and never like this.
When I had sex before, it was always perfunctory. Something to scratch an itch with someone whose name I didn't care to learn. I was always the one in control, and I never undressed.
Yet here I was now, standing practically naked, pressed into a wall with my dick in Keoni's mouth, who still had his shirt on. I could only touch him where he allowed me to, and I had zero control of the situation.
It was the hottest moment of my life.
I'd always thought I needed control, that it was what made me feel safe, made me feel good. It turned out what I'd actually needed was someone who made me feel safe enough to let go of that control. What I'd needed was Keoni.
I swore under my breath as he took me deeper into his mouth, and my fingers tightened in his hair. I tugged at the silky strands as he teased me with his tongue, as his lips tightened around me.
"Keoni," I gasped out, and he glanced up at me, his blue eyes dark and sparkling as his lips curved slightly around my girth. Fuck, he looked so beautiful.
"Ah!" With his eyes on me, he pressed forward, taking more and more of me into his mouth until his nose touched my groin.
He moved his hand to my hip, his fingers digging into my skin as he bobbed over my length, taking it to the back of his throat with every thrust. I wasn't small by any means, but he didn't seem to mind.
Keoni's eyes watered, but he didn't stop, and I could feel my climax racing close.
I tightened my grip on his hair and tried to pull him off me before I came in his mouth, but he grabbed my wrist and stopped me in my tracks as he took me in deeper.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," I chanted as I leaned my head against the wall, unable to keep looking at the sight he made without blowing my load. Keoni hummed around me, and I sucked in a breath, my legs shaking with the strain of holding back.
Suddenly, Keoni pulled off, and the cold air against my heated skin made me shiver as I lowered my head to look at him.
"Don't hold back," Keoni said, eyes sharp as he gazed at me. "And keep your eyes on me."
Before I could even think of replying, he swallowed me back down, and this time when that shiver crawled up my spine, I didn't hold back.
Instead, I curled over him, shouting his name as I spilled into his mouth.
Keoni's lips tightened around me as he sucked out every last drop of my cum, and my legs trembled as I hung there.
I realized a few moments later that Keoni was holding up all my weight while kneeling, but before I could push some strength into my legs and stand, Keoni picked me up as he rose to his feet.
Like I weighed nothing, he carried me to my bed, then slid in on the other side before pulling me into his chest.
It was only once we'd been lying there for a while that I realized I couldn't make him feel the way he made me feel. Wasn't that unfair? Keoni had practically made me black out with that blowjob, and I couldn't do the same for him.
"Shhh, stop thinking. That was amazing, and I already want to do it again. You have nothing to worry about," Keoni murmured in my ear like he'd read my mind, and I turned in his arms so I was facing him.
"That felt so good," I admitted, and he grinned, a proud gleam in his eyes. "I wish I could make you feel that way too."
Keoni's smile softened, and he cupped my cheek, his skin soft against mine. "It felt good for me too. Maybe not in the same way, but I loved watching the way you reacted to my touch."
My skin flushed, and he leaned forward to press a soft kiss on my lips.
Feeling overwhelmed by the intensity in his eyes, I dropped my gaze to his chest, and frowned when I realized he still had his shirt on.
"Can you take this off?" I asked, tugging at his shirt, and he chuckled, then quickly took it off. He was slimmer than me, his skin pale and smooth. Fine light brown, almost blond hair sprinkled over his chest, and I ran my fingers through the downy hair.
His pink nipples drew my gaze, and I ran my finger over the hardened nubs. Keoni sucked in a sharp breath, his skin turning pink, and I raised a brow at the reaction. I did it again, and he grabbed my hand, stopping me in my tracks.
"Are they sensitive?" I asked, delighted by the prospect, and he nodded slowly.
Oh, we could have some fun with that.