Page 34 of He is Poison
“No.” Seth arched hisback for emphasis. He tried to grasp his cock, tried to jerk off, but it wasn'tpossible while he was lying flat on the table. Fan-fucking-tastic. He wouldn’teven get that out of that fiasco? But with his prostate constantly brushedagainst, he couldn’t focus, jolts of arousal sparking up to his dick everytime. The heat in his bowels was getting more and more intense as Domenicoincreased the speed of his thrusts, covering him completely with a warm,muscled body. Seth couldn’t stop the shaking in his limbs when to hisamazement, he found himself on the verge of orgasm, pushed there with eachexpert jab of Domenico’s cock, while his own slapped against the wood time andtime again.
Seth clenched his fists.The hair on Dom’s stomach rubbing against the small of his back was driving himmad with lust. He didn’t care enough to fight his moans anymore. The intensityof the orgasm had him crying out and fighting back tears. Only yesterday had hefound out what it meant to have his prostate touched and today he was gettingmilked. Shivers went through his whole body, and he kept moaning and coming,with Dom still rocking his cock in. “Oh my fucking God…” He never thought hecould be the kind of guy who comes just from being fucked.
“You’re mine.”
Domenico’s words toreright into Seth’s brain, leaving him as a quivering mess. He let Dom take hispleasure in sharp, shallow thrusts now that Seth’s own balls were so dry theyached. He was still pulsing all around the invading cock as if his bodyinstinctively didn’t want to let this wonderful thick thing go.
Dom’s orgasm shook themboth. He grabbed at Seth, clenching his fingers on his flesh like he expectedthere to be handles, his hips in a frantic rhythm that stopped with a finalthrust and a silent cry.
This was a moment ofweakness Seth could have taken advantage of, but he didn’t care anymore. He wastoo busy recovering from an orgasm different to any other he’d everexperienced. His mind was blank yet full of conflict. Did he want it? Did henot want it?
Domenico rested on topof him with a soft sigh, and the caressing touch of his hand down Seth’s sidewas like a breath of fresh air, for the time being cancelling out anything badthe bastard did. Seth still sort of wished he had managed to stab him with the fork.That would have taught him.
“Good, you were sogood,” Dom whispered.
Seth swallowed, unsurehow he felt about that comment. After all, it was nice to hear compliments, andthat was part of the problem. Dom was inconsistent in his wickedness, which madeit hard to evaluate whether he was an asshole or not. He certainly fucked likea demon. In the end, Seth settled on a nonverbal agreement, arching his headinto Dom’s touch, moving his shoulder blade in a silent plea for another kiss,another gentle touch of those warm, freakishly firm hands. He almost whimperedwhen with a slight burn, the cock dislodged itself from his anus.
“Ouch,” he hissed. “Becareful…” Seth held on to the table, so he wouldn’t slide off, which was a riskwith his knees being Jell-O. The sex was like a roller coaster going from goodto bad and back to good again, but now, in the afterglow, shame was alreadycreeping up Seth’s spine. Even with the gentleness of Domenico’s touch, hecouldn’t help feeling guilty about letting that swine of a man fuck him likethat. His ass felt like it had been rubbed raw.
“Come, let’s go to bed,”said Domenico as if nothing had happened.
Seth slowly straightenedback up and stepped out of his pants without looking up into Dom’s eyes. If hereallydidn’t want it, he would have probably fought back harder. And now, he wasletting Domenico hold him up, and stepped closer to the bed with him, led likea lamb for slaughter. He even got a small kiss on the cheek.
So was Dom rough andmean, or was he tender? Seth swallowed and lay down on the bed, completelyspent. “You’re still a pig,” he said and pulled the comforter over himself. Themattress moving made him turn away, but Domenico pulled Seth back onto his backand smiled down at him, spread along Seth’s body.
“From god to pig. Quitea change within two minutes.”
Seth looked up,reluctantly admitting to himself that Dom was more on the divine side. “Don’tbelieve what a man says when he’s coming. Just like I’m not ‘yours’.”
A slow, languid kissshut him up for longer than it lasted, as the feel and taste of Domenico’s lipswas something that was hard to forget the moment it was gone. “I am your first,of course you are.”
Seth wanted to argue,but knew it would be pointless. He put a hand over his face with a sigh. Worstthing was that they were done, back in bed, and he still couldn’t make thedecision whether he wanted it or not. Not that it mattered, since the decisionhad been made for him.
Domenico’s eyes snappedopen. The mattress shifted when Seth’s bulky form rolled off it. He wobbledwith a soft groan, and Domenico noticed his abdominal muscles tensing in thepale moonlight. Hidden beneath the bush of hair, and darkness, Dom pretended tokeep on sleeping, even though his senses were alert as ever. It was somethinghe picked up years ago, when he was still a child, and it remained with himever since. He could be asleep one moment and wide awake the next. Same wentfor falling asleep.
He could feel Seth’sgaze trailing over him, thick, sticky like a dab of honey spread over his skin.Would Seth go for the gun now? He wasn’t the type to use a knife. But no, thepowerful form slouched with a firm exhale, and Seth walked around the bed. Heslowly moved to the bathroom like a wounded animal, with the muscles of hisnaked back tense and his glorious round ass clenched so hard that dimplesappeared on it. He was making small, wonky steps, as if trying not to move histhigh or ass muscles too much.
Dom sighed. He hopedSeth would actually learn from this lesson. Dom had back in the day, and thesooner Seth would realize the Family was like a pack of wild dogs, the betterfor him. Bark at the wrong person—they will sink their teeth into your nape. Atleast he’d let Seth come. He hoped this could help them bond. The sex wasinsanely hot, and he was intent on grooming Seth into the lover he could bewith the right guidance.
Seth was gone for alonger while, and with the water in the sink on, Dom guessed he had to bewashing. Made sense with his silly objections from the morning. Dom had no ideahow a guy Seth’s age could possibly be shy about things like that. There wassome muttering coming from the bathroom, but then the uneven steps were back.Instead of the mattress yielding under Seth’s heavy body, some shuffling aboutfollowed to the side of the bed and Dom saw Seth lower himself to the floorwith a grunt.
Domenico frowned. “Whatare you doing?”
Seth yelped and gottangled in the sweatshirt he was putting on. “Jeezus Christ. Don’t scare me. Goback to sleep.”
Domenico rose on hiselbow and pushed back his hair to look into the moonlit face in front of him.“Are you cold?”
Seth had that beatenpuppy look to him as he stared back. It would have been cute if it wasn’t forthe fact that there was no room for this kind of shit on the face of a futureDon. “I’m fine. It’s not enough space on that tiny bed anyway,” he muttered,but his trembling fingers gave away he was lying. Dom just couldn’t pinpointwhy.
“Don’t be ridiculous,”he muttered and shifted back to make more space for Seth’s larger frame.
“What do you care?”Seth’s whisper was barely audible, as if he didn’t want an answer. Instead ofcoming back to bed, he lay on the floor. Stubborn goat.
Domenico pinched thebridge of his nose, and moved his fingers over his eyelids, massaging hiseyeballs through the fold of skin. He already knew Seth wasn’t responding wellto persuasion, so instead of dragging his ass back into bed, Dom pushed backthe comforter and sat down next to the log-like body on the floor.
Seth was curled up inhis sweats, with some clothes for a pillow. He had one of his hands holding theother and breathed too deeply to ever fall asleep.
“Hey.” Domenico movedcloser and put his hand on the top of Seth’s head, feeling the heat getting to himthrough the spiky hair. “It’s all right, I won’t buy Indian again, Jeez.”