Page 21 of Dead Air (Moon Murder Mysteries)

Fifteen

A s much as Niall loved feeling the sun on his face and being out in nature, he loved a rainy, overcast day.

They were ideal for napping and keeping the door and windows open so he could watch and listen as the forest was cleansed and nourished by the rain.

The soft pattering and the misty breeze never failed to put Niall in a calmer, more contemplative mood, easing his restless need to putter and explore.

It was their first rainy day together and Niall worried he might get antsy or claustrophobic with another body in his cabin but he liked having Cenn nearby.

Cenn had offered to leave, or make himself invisible and vapor, to give Niall more room if he felt crowded but he insisted they were fine.

Then, the gray, gloomy day gave Niall an idea.

“Can you be yourself today, not the hot lumberdaddy?” he asked, causing Cenn’s brow to furrow.

“I can but why? You love everything about this body,” he said as he gestured at himself.

A dreamy smile spread across Niall’s face as he appreciated Cenn in all his naked glory. He was preparing a cup of tea for Niall as he lounged with his book but Cenn’s semi-hard cock made reading anything difficult. It bounced and swayed as Cenn worked, hypnotizing Niall like a penis pendulum.

“I do love that body,” Niall agreed, dazed and feeling extremely blessed. “I want to learn to love your real body, though.”

“But it’s not really a body. I’m just smoke and shadows. There’s nothing there to really love unless I make myself solid.”

Niall shrugged. “Then don’t be solid. Unless you want to be. Just…be yourself, not the polite demon you pretend to be for me,” he said and Cenn stared for a long moment before laughing and returning to his task.

“I doubt you’d enjoy a day as a demon’s pet.”

He moved the tea bag and put it in another mug because Niall reused them two, three, or even four times—until the herbs and bits of dried fruit had given all they had to give.

After, the bags went into the compost bin, sans staples and tags.

It was probably because he was a demon and could hear people’s thoughts, but Niall never had to tell Cenn how he liked his tea or how nit-picky he was about waste and composting.

Cenn was so mindful and thoughtful that it made Niall want to spend a day as a demon’s pet.

What were Cenn’s deepest desires and could Niall satisfy them?

“I might…” Niall said as he accepted his mug and watched Cenn over the rim as he sipped. He had read Niall’s thoughts and his eyes held a faint blue glow.

“You don’t understand how possessive and controlling I would be. That takes effort to hide because I would keep you only for myself and wallow in your soul until I was drunk on you.”

“Oh?” Niall squeaked. He wasn’t sure what there was to get drunk on but?—

“Your pleasure,” Cenn interrupted as he rushed forward. “I would pamper and pleasure you until you were delirious and I would gorge myself on that.”

“I don’t think I would mind… For a day. We’re stuck in here and there isn’t much else to do,” Niall said but heat was pooling in his core and there was a gnawing ache in his backside.

It was the kind of ache that made Niall want to do wild and naughty things.

“Would it be possible for me to have a safe word if it does get to be too intense?”

“Yes! Of course!” Cenn answered quickly. “But I would feel if you were distressed. I’d feel it as if it were my own fear and it would sicken me to harm your soul or damage your trust.”

How could Niall resist? “Alright, have your way with me, Cenn.” He flung the arm without the mug wide, giggling excitedly.

He wasn’t feeling boring or basic at the moment and the idea of being Cenn’s pet was too intriguing to resist. “Do anything your demon heart desires and I’ll say…

‘banana splits’ if I need a moment or it gets to be too much. ”

“Alright…” Cenn’s knuckle beat against his lip as he considered, then waved. “Finish your tea and I’ll begin by feeding you breakfast.”

“That doesn’t sound too scary. Sounds nice, actually.”

Cenn’s idea of breakfast wasn’t nice at all and was very intense. He allowed Niall time to sip on his tea as Cenn prepared an omelette with wild morels and ramps. When it was ready, Niall was lifted from the bed and placed on top of the freezer.

“You’re still my lumberdaddy,” Niall reminded Cenn when he approached with the plate.

“I thought you might prefer this while you were eating,” he said sheepishly, earning a weary eye roll from Niall.

“I told you, I’m not afraid of you when you’re like that. You’re still really hot. Scary but hot scary,” he said and Cenn hummed seriously.

“I’m still a big, terrifying demon, though?” he asked, pretending to be concerned.

Niall nodded. “So terrifying! I’d totally wet myself if I didn’t know I was 100% safe with you.”

“You still can, if you’d like to try piss play,” Cenn offered but Niall shook his head.

“I’ll pass.”

“I haven’t noticed any of that in your dreams or fantasies but I didn’t sense an aversion either,” Cenn murmured and Niall’s lips twisted as he tried to imagine how it could play out.

“I can see the attraction but we’re dancing right up to the edge of some of my hang ups.”

“Say no more,” Cenn said, sweeping the conversation aside.

The hot, bearded man vanished, leaving the plate floating for a moment before smoke filled the air in front of Niall.

It curled and condensed into a towering, billowy figure with burning blue eyes and horns that disappeared into the ceiling when he straightened his head.

“Whoa!” Niall gulped up at Cenn, momentarily stunned but he heard a familiar voice reminding him that he was safe.

The glimmer of fear was replaced with curiosity and awe. Curls of smoke and shadow had coalesced into a face and body both haunting and captivatingly beautiful. Cenn had said there wasn’t a Hell or a Devil but he looked like a dark angel and any man’s worst nightmare.

“Open.” Cenn held up a bite of omelette and fed it to Niall.

He groaned as he chewed. “Goodness, that’s delicious!”

“Isn’t it?” Cenn was focused on Niall’s lips and was impatient to feed him another bite.

“Mmm!” Niall held onto Cenn’s wrist as his jaw was nibbled and his neck was licked. A blackberry was pushed into Niall’s mouth and he moaned as Cenn kissed him, chasing the taste with his tongue.

“Food has no taste for me but I can taste your response, how you feel as you eat it, and I can feel it nourishing you.”

“That’s fascinating,” Niall said between bites, making Cenn chuckle.

“Let’s try this.” He had broken off a piece of the banana and popped it into Niall’s mouth when he was ready.

“This is one of your comfort foods and it’s already making your body happy.

” Cenn whispered the words against Niall’s cheek and ear as he chewed and stole a kiss as soon as he had swallowed, humming loudly.

“Yogurt is another one of your comfort foods and you like anything with raspberries.” Cenn dipped two fingers into the cup and pushed them into Niall’s mouth, gasping when Niall’s taste buds tingled and swooping in for another kiss.

“This is so much better than possessing an animal when it’s eating another animal or some wild berries or trash. ”

“Trash?” Niall laughed and Cenn sighed.

“Eternity can get really boring, and sometimes, it’s fun to be a raccoon behind a pizzeria. I don’t know what pizza tastes like and I don’t understand why just about every mortal alive claims to love it.”

“Pizza.” Niall nodded. “That is alchemy and one of the few things man got right and is almost impossible to mess up. I do miss pizza and we should definitely get one soon.”

“I would enjoy that!” Cenn said, then served Niall more of the omelette.

After Niall was comfortably fed, he was treated to a long, luxurious bath.

The tub was moved in front of the door and filled with fragrant, steaming water and Niall was told to lay back and enjoy the view of the rainy morning and the forest. His hair and his scalp were massaged by tendrils of smoke and they dragged the loofah over his arms and back, scrubbing lazily and making him drowsy.

Eventually, Niall was lifted from the tub and it was flipped and returned to its spot by the armchair.

Instead of returning Niall to his bed, he remained floating, wrapped in loving smoke as he was rocked to sleep.

He dreamt that he had turned into smoke and was swirling and blending with Cenn, unable to tell which particles were his and which were Cenn’s.

Niall awoke to find that he was still floating, his legs and his arms spread wide.

The room was dark but warm and he could feel Cenn all around him.

He heard Cenn in each of his ears and in his head, whispering words of love and praising Niall for being a very good boy and for pleasing his demon Daddy.

His skin was covered in smoky kisses that turned into hot, slick licks that spilled into his armpits and the cleft of his ass.

They lapped at his sac and shaft and his nipples were flicked and twisted, making Niall desperate for more.

He begged Cenn to use him and claim him and Niall opened wide when a plume of smoke brushed his lips.

It hardened and felt and tasted like warm flesh as it glided over his tongue and nudged the back of his throat, making Niall sob in surprised delight.

He almost fainted when a wisp of smoke tickled the slit at the end of his shaft.

It hesitated for a moment, to give Niall a chance to use his safe word but he nodded faintly.

His eyes were glued to his cock and his lungs burned, it had been so long since he had taken a full breath.

Smoke slid down his erection, swelling and stretching gently as it glided back and forth, making Niall dizzy as heat rolled down his legs and up his spine.