Page 97 of He is Poison
Domenico wasn’t surewhether Seth actually cared for the woman he hadn’t even met yet, or if it washis own fear of feeling used. “Come on, she knows what she’s getting into.”
“So, you’re saying shewon’t want me?” Seth frowned at him and sat up.
“You don’t want hereither. I don’t know what you even expect from an arranged marriage.”
“I don’t know,” Sethgrowled at him. “I’ve never been in one. What if I grow to like her?”
Domenico hardlysuppressed a laugh. A gold star gay suddenly coming out as bisexual? That wasrich. “You’d probably impregnate her more than once.”
“Oh, yeah? And everyonewill be happy. Who are you gonna fuck then?” Seth got up from the bed, alreadyagitated all over again.
Domenico opened hiseyes, following his moves with a frown. “What do you mean?”
“I’ll be oh-so-happywith my new freaking wife and a load of babies.” Seth spread his arms to thesides, presenting his meaty form in full glory, though showing off was probablynot his intention right now. He was gorgeous, and Domenico found himselfstaring at the dark bush on his stomach that trailed down all the way to athick cock. What was this fit all about anyway? It ruined the potential for aperfectly good blow job.
“Calm the fuck down.”
“Aren’t you even alittle jealous?” Seth huffed and wrapped his arms on his chest, his meaty pecsslightly bulging over his forearms.
Oh, so that was what itwas all about. Domenico rolled off the bed with one last longing gaze at thesheets and walked up to Seth, whose tension was threatening to rip his skinapart and crawl out into the open. “Why would I be jealous over a woman?”
“Why would you not be?”Seth watched Dom with his eyes wide but didn’t move back.
Domenico took the hintand leaned in to kiss him, but Seth turned his face away. Dom sighed and let goof his arm. “A woman can’t possibly give you what you need.”
“She’ll give mesomething else.” At this point Seth seemed to be just saying whatever histongue unraveled.
“And finally, you willbe happy,” muttered Domenico, crossing his arms on his chest.
Seth bared his teethwith a growl. “Ah, fuck you.” He turned his back on Dom and walked off to thebathroom. Rolling his eyes, Domenico followed him and slid his arms around hislover, expecting him to fight the embrace, but that never happened.
“Stop. I’m not the oneyou should be mad at.”
“Easy for you to say.”Seth rubbed his forehead, and Dom saw the distress on his face in the mirror.
“Don’t unload on me.” Hefrowned.
Seth bowed his head andsnorted. “I’m sorry. There’s no one else I can talk to about this.”
Domenico moved closer,watching the muscular arms he just longed to knead and kiss. “Can I doanything?”
“You can’t run away withme, so I suppose just don’t leave me to the vultures when we go back to Italy.”Seth took a deep breath and leaned his back against Dom’s chest. His bodybecame so limp that his head felt like a dead weight.
“If only the Don allowsit, I will.” Domenico rested his chin on Seth’s arm and hugged his warm bodyfrom behind.
Seth ran his fingertipsover the top of Dom’s bandaged hand. “You’re a good bodyguard.”
Domenico snorted andpatted Seth’s bubble butt. He already loved that ass with a deep passion. Itwas soft enough to use as a pillow. “So how about we find out whether ourlady’s ready to speak?”
“I suppose it’s abouttime.” Seth sighed and turned around in the embrace, just to hug Dom close. Itwas nice to have him so eager to touch, actually inviting Dom for a fuck. Allthings considered, Seth had been easy to groom.
“You want to dressfirst?” asked Dom just to make Seth feel like he had that choice.
“Yeah, I’ll shower andcome over.” Seth leaned down and kissed him, like a pliant husband. Dom wasactually quite proud of himself. He’d squashed an argument in the bud anddidn’t even have to hit anyone. That would have been bad for his injured hand.
After a quick showertaken while watching Seth shave, Domenico tended to his face as well. He lethis mind drift to the early morning and the stupid e-mail address he got offthe younger attacker last night. He’d already browsed through their smartphonesand read the original message. All it contained was the info about theirwhereabouts, signed “Mr. Tropico”, but to know more, he’d have to possibly mailback, or find someone with abilities to trace an e-mail back to its sender. Itwas possible it was the same man who betrayed Seth earlier, but that wouldn’tmake much sense since Seth’s new role was only announced after the kidnapping.
It was interesting towatch Seth make breakfast with a spring to his walk even though the smell ofdisinfectant still lingered in the air. The white bandage wrapped around Seth’sarm was the only reminder of yesterday's drama. It was as if Seth cleaned theslate in his brain at the end of each day, and Dom did actually appreciatethat. Seth wouldn’t do well if he kept dwelling on every single thing thathappened to him. Unless it was the fucking that gave him that wide white smileas he put two fried eggs in front of Dom and sat opposite him with a cup ofcoffee.