Page 85 of He is Poison
“Huh? What do you mean?”Seth leaned closer and reciprocated the touch under the table. They spent mostof their time in Berlin together, living in the same room, sleeping in the samebed, eating together, doing the training exercises, yet Dom didn’t find himselfin need of solitude. It was nice to be around someone as pliant and carefree asSeth. Someone with whom he didn’t have to watch his back.
“‘Darling, your foodwill get cold’?” spoke Domenico in a high-pitched voice and grinned at him.
Seth gave him a confusedlook and stuffed his mouth full of pasta. “I don’t do that,” he muttered.
Domenico smiled,reveling in the thick structure of the homemade pasta, the smooth tomato sauce,with a hint of a chili and olive oil. “I’m just making fun of you.” He slippedhis hand under the table and squeezed Seth’s knee.
“Well, it’s not funny,I’m not some matron.” Seth gave him a glare that was probably supposed to bethreatening but looked merely annoyed. Seth was more of a threat to himselfthan he could ever be to Dom.
“You look quitecompelling with that frown.” Domenico swallowed, only to fill his mouth again.
“Stop it, or I’ll stopcooking.” Nowthatwas a proper threat.
“You’re giving me thechills.” Domenico didn’t grin only because his mouth was too busy chewing. Itfelt so peaceful to eat homemade food with a gorgeous guy. Something he rarelyhad the opportunity to do. He slowly looked up.
Seth smiled at him andthere was no fakery in the way the sides of his eyes wrinkled. Seth was crap atlying properly. “Good, be afraid.” He poured them both wine, even though heknew Dom didn’t drink as a rule most of the time. Seth would probably drink outof Dom’s glass once he was done with his own.
Domenico frowned at thesauce. It didn’t taste like anything he had tasted so far and the spice wasmaking him pleasantly warm inside, just right for an October afternoon. “Whatdid you add? It made me all hot.”
Seth smirked and nudgedDom with his foot. “A secret ingredient. I like to experiment.”
Domenico shoveled downthe rest of the food and took his time to chew it all before answering. Sethlooked so young and vital. “Admit it, you want to seduce me. That’s what itis.” Slowly, he moved his hand over the tabletop toward Seth.
“Me? Is it not me beingcorrupted here? Led down the path to sin?”
Domenico brushed hisfingertips over the back of Seth’s hand, so warm, big, and veiny. He could playwith the hair on Seth’s forearms for hours. “Don’t pretend to be an innocent.”
“I’m trying. So I cansurprise you at the right moment.” Seth hooked his ring finger on Dom’s littlefinger.
Domenico pushed away theplate, already considering seconds. “You could seduce me somewhere elsetonight. How about a walk?”
Seth’s smile widened.“I’m up for that. You won’t see it coming. I’ll let you suck me off under abridge.” He stuck out his tongue, but it was enough to set Domenico’simagination in motion. Just the two of them in the darkness, Seth’s powerfulhands in his hair, that beautiful cock in his mouth...
“Sure.”
Seth leaned back in thechair with his glass of wine, a triumphant expression on his face. “I’ll bewaiting for that walk then.”
Domenico laughed. “Justlet me make that call, and we’re off.” He got up and circled the table, pullingSeth along.
They got to the comfyarmchair and Seth sat in his lap, wrapping his arms around his neck. He wasquite heavy, but Domenico accepted the burden with a smile, leaning his headback for Seth to ravish it with his mouth, tease it with that ever-presentstubble. The sweet kisses to his cheek made Dom wait with the call, but hefinally dialed the number, exposing his throat even further. Domenico enjoyedhow affectionate Seth was, and the constant adoration was making him feel atease. It was a shame this state of affairs could never last.
“This is Domenico,” hesaid as soon as he heard someone pick up the call. He gave a brief report onhow things were going in Berlin, and all the while Seth never stopped hissilent kisses under Dom’s jaw. In the end, Dom just put the call onspeakerphone, so he could give Seth some attention as well. He could easilylisten to the report on operations in the US and stroke Seth’s hip at the sametime. If he could, he would never move from between Seth’s thighs. Seth pettedhis nape and looked into his eyes with a smile, but Dom got pulled back intoreality in a split second later when he heard Dino Villani’s voice.
“Boss... Good evening,”he said in accordance with the local time in Sicily.
Seth’s eyes went wide, andhe pulled away his hand as if his father could see them. Domenico raised hiseyes at him and swallowed. It did feel strange to talk to the Don with his sonin his lap.
“I need to speak to myson. Is he around?” Dino sounded as cheerful as ever. Domenico didn’t like itone bit.
“Of course.” Slowly, helooked into Seth’s eyes and nodded at the phone, while brushing his fingersover the table close to the mic, to imitate the sound of it being passed fromhand to hand. He wanted to hear Seth’s instructions himself.
Seth swallowed andleaned closer to the phone. “Hi, Father.”
“How are you doing,Seth? Is Domenico respectful? Is he teaching you a lot?”
The fact that the Donstarted the conversation with questions about him had Domenico biting his lip,with tension building all over his body. He gazed into Seth’s eyes, remainingcalm on the outside, while on the inside, he was like a mass of stringsstretched over capacity.
A flush crawled upSeth’s neck. “Yes, absolutely. He’s… wow, he’s very professional,” he utteredin the end.