Page 48 of He is Poison

“You wrecked my suit.And you spilled a drink on my face.” As if this wasn’t a perfectly good reasonto get mad.

“You manipulated me intogiving you a blow job.” Seth frowned.

“That’s because you denyme.” Domenico slid his arm behind Seth’s back and led him toward theirapartment. “I am a good fuck. Why do you resist like some stubborn goat? Not tomention it’s not very in character with your new persona.”

Seth laughed and put hisheavy arm over Dom’s shoulders. “’Cause you don’t just fuck. You use it toprove you’re better.” That was pretty insightful for a drunkard. “You take it,and then you mock me for wanting it...”

Domenico frowned. “Am Inot better? I am trained. I am the best man the Villanis have and no matterwhat the Don says, hemademe,” he growled, angry at how disappointed hesounded. “It should be me, not you.”

Seth stopped them andturned his hazy eyes to Dom. “I would give it to you,” he whispered and leanedin for an unexpected kiss. Domenico drew in a sharp breath, curling his handover Seth’s nape. For a moment, he couldn’t take another gulp of air, toopreoccupied by the warm mouth that now tasted of vodka and orange juice. If thedevil ever wanted to create a perfume that made gay men mad, Seth should be theessence for it. “You know why?” Seth whispered into his lips when he moved awayfor a second. He wasn’t running anymore and looked straight into Dom’s eyes.His were dark, just like the Don’s, and that thought alone made Domenico’sstomach clench.

“Why?” he rasped.

“Cause you’re socompetent...” Seth kissed him once more as they stood in the empty street,squeezed in a tight hug. “You can handle things.”

“Yes,” hissed Domenico,returning the embrace. His heart skipped a beat. “But I hit the fucking glassceiling like some woman in finance!” He scowled, despite feeling strangely warmat the acknowledgment. Seth was the last person he expected to say such things,even when drunk.

Seth put his big handsover the sides of Dom’s face. “If someone’s gonna break it, it’s gonna be you.I could give you that. The control.” His eyes narrowed in the semidarkness, andhe leaned in for yet another kiss.

Domenico gasped intoSeth’s mouth and flung his arms around him. He couldn’t help himself. It was sogood, so hot, so freaking satisfying to hear that. The spoiled son wasacknowledginghis, the bastard’s, superiority!

“I think you’d know howto handle it,” teased Seth before sucking on Dom’s bottom lip. This actuallymade his toes curl in his shoes.

“Fuck, Seth...” Domenicopressed his nose against the pulsing flesh of Seth's neck as his fingers bitinto the meat of that dreamy ass.

“What?” Seth grinned.“You wanna show me how you handle it. How you don’t abuse a privilege?”

“What fuckingprivilege?” murmured Domenico, paying no mind to a car that passed by.

“The ‘fucking’privilege,” Seth ground into him with his hips and Domenico chuckled, not eventrying to deny himself pleasure.

“Will you be a good boytoday, my Gypsy prostitute from Siberia?”

“I can try... Your hairsmells so good...” Seth moaned and sniffed Dom like a dog.

Shit, Domenico wouldactually fuck him right here, over the... post box on their right if there wereno risk of someone calling the police. Getting indecent exposure charges wasn’texactly on his to-do list for the year. So he pulled Seth along. “I am going tofucking eat your ass up.”

“Doesn’t sound all thatbad.” Seth smiled at him and picked up his pace despite having to wobblehanging from Domenico's arm. Dom had to remember a drunk Seth was a lot lessstuck up. He would definitely use this knowledge to his advantage at a latertime.

“No, right now, you’renot bad at all,” Domenico confessed, still drunk on the feeling of power. Sethhad acknowledged Dom was better suited to be the Don than him. Was thereanything more empowering? Maybe only the fact that Seth was also willing togive up his ass on a silver platter.Yum.

Seth laughed and pokedhim with an elbow. “You have to say that, you’re my pimp. But thanks anyway.”

Domenico smiled, turninginto the street they lived in. “More like a client, actually.” He leanedcloser, tugging on Seth’s earlobe with his teeth. “Or a secret lover.”

“I like the other onemore. I’m not good with clients,” Seth hugged him closer. He really was like asheep, not looking at the road at all, just trusting Dom to take care ofeverything. And Dom liked it.

He kissed Seth again,biting into his lip as they finally reached the entrance to their building. “Sotreat me like one.”

Seth pushed him againstthe wall without much force and parted his lips with that delicious, hottongue. His hands slid down Dom’s sides, all the way to his hips, their bodiesclashing in the same rhythm. Domenico purred. It was so fucking good. He slidhis hands down Seth’s body, cupping all the wonderful curves of his pecs. Domwouldn’t get a body like this without steroids, he just didn’t have the genesfor it. But he loved men like that, so huge and... well, broad. Overpowering aguy like that was even more satisfying.

“Come on... get thekeys...” Seth breathed into Dom’s ear. “I’m horny when I smell you.”

Finally. An honestdeclaration. Domenico bit his lip and jogged up the stairs, toward their tinyattic apartment. “Yeah?” he breathed. “Are your knees getting soft?”

“I can’t help it,” Sethmoaned, climbing up the stairs on all fours. Domenico stopped, looking at theperformance with raised eyebrows.

“Are you trying to temptme?”