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A pollo woke the following morning, warm and content.

He didn't think he was going to sleep without nightmares, but nothing had woken him.

He snuggled into his pillow and felt something hard pressing into his butt.

He must have fallen asleep on his phone again.

He reached behind him, but instead of his phone, he found a person.

"Oh, fuck me!" he gasped in shock. Lachlan Ironwood grumbled sleepily and pulled Apollo back up against him. "Hey, let me go. What are you doing in here?"

Lachlan opened his eyes. "You told me to come and sleep with you."

"I did not," Apollo huffed. He would remember something like that.

Lachlan rubbed at his eyes and pulled out his phone from the pocket of his pants. He tapped the screen and pulled up a video recording. "This is from the security camera I installed in the lounge room. Trust me, I'd never climb into anyone's bed uninvited."

He gave the phone to Apollo, who still hadn't moved from his spot on the bed. He held the phone up with narrowed eyes. Sure enough, there he was, eyes glowing and inviting Lachlan to come and sleep with him.

"That sneaky fucking bastard dragon," he cursed and passed the phone back.

Lachlan put the phone on the bedside table. "Told you. Now, go back to sleep."

"Um, so this is awkward," Apollo whispered.

"Only if you make it awkward. Just for the record, I rather liked waking up to you rubbing your ass up against my dick," Lachlan said, opening his eyes again. "As if my morning wood needed to be harder."

Apollo covered his burning face with his hands. "Don't tease me when I'm horny and half asleep. It's unfair."

"You seemed okay with me being here last night," Lachlan replied, the corner of his mouth kicking up into a smile.

"That was my dragon." Apollo wasn't as mortified as he probably should be. His dragon needed its mate, and he had no issues telling Lachlan exactly what he wanted.

Usually, when he liked someone, Apollo could roll out his charming, cheeky self.

He had never been able to do that with Lachlan.

It was like all his thoughts frazzled, and he made a stuttering ass of himself.

He should be moving away, but he struggled to resist Lachlan on a normal day, let alone when he was so sleepy and tousled.

Apollo shifted his hips back into the warm curve of his body, and yep, Lachlan was still hard as a rock.

"You trying to tell me something, golden boy?" he whispered huskily in Apollo's ear.

Apollo's mouth went dry. "It's… It's a bad idea to be doing this." He had no idea what 'this' even was.

"We aren't doing anything yet," Lachlan said and ran his fingers lightly over Apollo's chest. It felt so good, his breath caught. He loved to be touched and petted. "Would you like me to do something?"

"Like… Like what?" Apollo asked, struggling to concentrate. His words got jumbled at the best of times, but Lachlan was short-circuiting the connection between his mouth and brain with only the slightest of caresses.

Lachlan ran his lips over the back of Apollo's ear. "Like I could help take the edge off? Calm that racing brain of yours."

"I'm not going to lay at your feet and submit to you," Apollo said in a rush.

Lachlan's words in the hospital weeks ago were still rattling around in the twisted connections of his brain.

"I'm not asking you to, and we can always pick that competition up later if you want to," Lachlan replied, nibbling on his ear lobe.

The sensation of it streaked down Apollo's neck, making him bite back a whimper.

"You have had an exhausting and stressful couple of days.

I'm offering to help you relax without expecting anything in return. Just say yes."

"Yes? Ah, what did you have in mind?" Apollo stammered out. He might never be in a position to claim Lachlan as his mate, but he could enjoy him for a little bit, right?

Lachlan pulled Apollo against him until his back was pressed against Lachlan's thickly muscled chest. Apollo wanted to lay his head on it and stay there forever.

All of his distracting thoughts about Lachlan's body were immediately silenced by Lachlan's hand stroking down his stomach and over the bulge tenting Apollo's boxers.

"Oh, god," he said, his brain whiting out with each soft, exploring touch.

"Do I need to put a hand over your mouth? We wouldn't want to wake up your murderous brother now, would we?" Lachlan whispered hotly in Apollo's ear.

"I'll be good," Apollo panted. He would not come from some light fondling, no matter who was doing it to him.

"Hmm, we'll see about that," Lachlan said and slipped his hand into Apollo's boxers.

His palms were a little rough with calluses, but they were hot against Apollo's skin and felt better than he could have imagined.

Lachlan pulled Apollo's dick free and sucked in a breath.

"I knew you would be big, but goddamn, are you pretty too. "

"Are you scared of a big dick?" Apollo teased, making Lachlan laugh huskily in his ear.

"I don't know enough to be scared. I've never been bottomed, sweetheart," he said, surprising Apollo. A growl that was more dragon rattled through his chest and was a sound of pure possession. Topping Lachlan Ironwood was going to be its new goal in life.

"Is that a good sound?" Lachlan asked, palming Apollo's cock again.

"Good sound," Apollo managed to say. "Horny dragon sounds."

Lachlan's other hand moved to tease Apollo's nipple. "You're so soft everywhere."

"Oh, gods, are you going to get me off, or are you just toying with me?" Apollo whimpered, feeling overstimulated in the best possible way.

"I'm going to do both because I don't know if you will let me touch you again, and I need to commit this to memory," Lachlan said.

He gathered the pre-cum that was already leaking from Apollo and slicked his aching dick down with it.

Apollo bit his tongue, trying and failing not to make a sound.

"Shhh, baby. I don't want anyone to hear those sexy little sounds but me. "

"Can't…help…" Apollo stammered, his eyes rolling in the back of his head when Lachlan ran his thumb over the head of his dick.

Lachlan's hand moved from Apollo's nipple to cover his mouth. "Now you can scream as much as you like, baby." Apollo tried to sass him about calling him 'baby,' but it came out as a muffled groan. Lachlan only laughed and ran his tongue over the edge of Apollo's ear.

"Look at how needy you are for me," Lachlan whispered, staring at his hand on Apollo's dick. Apollo would never forget how that big brown hand looked wrapped tight around him. "You want to come?"

Apollo nodded, thrusting himself up into Lachlan's hand, trying to get him to go harder or faster. Just something other than the lazy strokes that were edging him to a point of madness.

"You're so fucking sexy, Apollo. Every part of you.

If you let me, I would worship this body for hours.

I'd find every little spot that made you quiver and shake.

I would break you apart and put you back together," Lachlan growled, rubbing his hard dick against Apollo's ass with every stroke of his hand.

"I'd fuck this sweet ass of yours until you could see sounds. "

Fuccckkk. Apollo was groaning under Lachlan's hand as his brain and body melted.

"I'd take such good care of you that you would never want anyone else," Lachlan said, and his strokes tightened and began to jerk Apollo at a pace no dick could survive. "Come for me, Apollo. Let me see how pretty you are when you lose control."

Lachlan's hand around Apollo's mouth tightened as his orgasm burned like fire through his veins. Teeth clamped around his ear lobe, and Apollo was done for. His release burst through him, coating Lachlan's hand as he gentled his stroking.

"So fucking beautiful," Lachlan said, voice full of awe as he stared at the mess over his hand.

He released his other hand from Apollo's mouth.

Apollo took a shuddery breath, his body still shaking from the intensity of his orgasm.

Lachlan shifted and got up. Apollo rolled on his back, his dick still hanging out, and he didn't think he could move.

Lachlan ducked into the ensuite and came back with a damp hand towel.

"You want me to clean you up?" he asked.

Apollo shook his head. "I can do it." Lachlan passed him the towel, and Apollo saw that he hadn't washed the spunk off his other hand. "Ah, you missed a spot."

"This is mine," Lachlan replied and headed back to the ensuite. "And I have filthy plans for it."

"What plans?" Apollo stammered, but Lachlan only laughed and disappeared from sight. The dragon in him snarled, and Apollo got up to follow him.