Page 78 of He is Poison
And Domenico did, wavinghis ass goodbye in a pair of ridiculously expensive Armani briefs. Life justwasn’t fair.
Seth sat there, so hothis ass got sweaty on the wood and, all he could do was swear beneath hisbreath. He deserved the blow job of the year award, not the fucking naughtychair. He couldn’t even hit anything, since he was strapped to the goddamnthing. All he could do was wait and fight the moistness building up on hiseyeballs. And of course, after god-knew-how long, but what felt like hours, helost his erection to anger and felt like mourning it. His balls had that senseof loss but no-longer-wanting when the familiar footsteps were back.
“You were brooding allthis time?”
“Go away, I don’t care.”Seth muttered, without looking up.
“No?” He saw Domenico’sbare feet, firm legs, dusted by pitch black hair, but then, when Dom slowlyknelt down in front of him, there were toned thighs, and a soft cock.
“No. Just let me go. Wehave work to do.” Seth sneered.
Domenico smiled,touching Seth’s thighs. He leaned in and blew hot air over Seth’s crotch. Soft,shiny hair fell down, teasing the skin.
“So unfair. We don’thave time for this now, so let me go.” Seth inhaled deeply, not to sniff,watching Dom lap at his cock with a groan. “You are evil. It’s like the devilhad sex with a succubus and you are their spawn.” Seth couldn’t look awaythough, something hot already building up in the pit of his stomach, even moreso when Domenico’s laughter sent vibrations down his cock, which soon gotsucked into that luscious mouth. The long hair was spread all over Seth’sthighs like liquid silk.
There was no way tofight it, so Seth gave in to the pleasure, letting his head fall back. All thetension in his body was still there, and when it came back, the excitementrushing to his dick was even stronger than before. Domenico was so good atthis, dedicated, yet not subservient. In fact, Domenico was dominating in hisblowing, doing what he wanted, playing with Seth’s balls and gently tugging onthe foreskin with his teeth.
It took Seth less thanhe expected to come with a muffled grunt. His muscles turned to Jell-O and foronce he was happy to be restrained, as it held him in place on the chair. Hewas still in a state of bliss when he felt the straps around his ankles give,soon followed by the harness. He opened his eyes and looked up at Dom, beforehitting his side with his still handcuffed hands.
Domenico shook his headand went out, teasing Seth with his naked ass, complete with a set of perfectdimples and a broad, toned back. “Don’t be a baby”.
Seth sighed and got up,his pants falling to his ankles. “Hey… I still have handcuffs.” He huffed andfollowed out of the cell, dragging his feet. He hated looking as unimpressiveas he probably did now—with pants by his ankles and spunk on his face.
“I know. Be a good boy,and I will take them off. You need another shower.” Domenico stretched,entering the living room. This place suited him so much better than the shabbyapartment in the attic.
Seth groaned and gentlyknocked the back of his head into the wall. Dom was so fucking well made. Ifthere was a God, he must have taken his time with this particular specimen ofthe male kind. Only slightly shorter than Seth, with pronounced muscles butlean, with a long mane in which Seth loved to bury his face, and just enoughhair on his body to be sexy without looking like an 80s porn star. And hisshoulders, nice and wide in comparison to the narrow hips.
“I knew I shouldn’t havelet you cuff me.”
“At least Herr Schneiderhad fun.” Domenico grinned and called Seth over with a gesture. “I’ll get themoff.”
“What did he say?” Sethwas suspicious but toed off his shoes, to be able to step out of his pantsbefore approaching Domenico, who fell onto the couch with a slight purr.
“That I have goodtaste.” He winked at Seth.
That did manage tosqueeze a little smirk out of Seth, as he walked closer and carefully kneeledover Dom’s lap to block him from walking off without taking the cuffs offagain. “Yeah, I suppose you do.”
His stomach trembled atthe fleeting caress of the rough hand on his stomach. Domenico looked at himfrom beneath his thick eyelashes. “I would have chosen you even if you weren’ta Villani.”
“Oh yeah? You wouldsteal me away into a life of crime?” Seth wiggled his eyebrows and lowered hisposition so that he almost sat in Dom’s lap, enjoying the petting he wasgetting.
“If you weren’t one ofus?”Domenico frowned, looking into the blank ceiling. “That wouldn’t work. I’vealready tried.”
“Huh?” Seth cocked hishead to the side. “Why not? A nice little house husband, awaiting your returnas you live the secretive life of an assassin,” he fantasized in the voice of amovie trailer narrator. He was surprised when the tone did nothing to lift thesmall frown off Domenico’s forehead.
“Been there, done that.He might still live in the flat I bought for him in Paris, but it couldn’t haveworked.” Dom shrugged, playing with the hair on Seth’s stomach.
“Not that I’mcomplaining, but why not?” Seth leaned forward and laid his weight on top ofDom, who embraced him in a way that made Seth feel like a blanket. Domenico’sheart was beating so strong, an endless rhythm that could never be stopped.
“Had to lie to him allthe time, the home I was looking for wasn’t much better than the one back inSicily. In both places, I had to hide parts of myself.”
Seth swallowed andgently kissed Dom’s ear. “I felt like that with Peter sometimes. But it was theworst in the end, when family made contact and I wanted to keep him away fromit, and… yeah, it was crap.” He leaned into the touch of Domenico’s fingers onhis nape. There was a question lingering on his lips since he had seen Dom kissSilvio, and maybe now was the time to voice it. “What about a guy like Silviothough? Wouldn’t he be a good choice for you? You know, does the same job and…stuff.”
Domenico’s chest relaxedwith a low exhale as Seth stared beneath the hem of his collar, at the darkhairs. “That would not work. I could never feel at ease with someone like him.I know too much about how men like us are.”
“How are we?” Sethlicked his lip, and let his cheek lay against Dom’s shoulder. “Wouldn’t youunderstand each other? Wouldn’t that be a good thing?”
A low rumble of laughterresonated through Domenico’s chest. “What are you talking about? You’re notlike me and Silvio at all.”