Page 21 of The Jorogumo (The Sanctuary #2)

Haruto

The headmaster made us a portal between Liam's apartment and the Forest, despite my insistence that we could manage without it.

There weren't many things Liam owned other than his clothes, comics, and figurines, and it took us only a few hours to box and move everything to my place.

The headmaster also added a magical security alarm spell to the shop's door since Liam had been worried someone might break in and he wouldn't find out until the next morning.

With that fear allayed, Liam was all smiles as he carted boxes through the portal, and once we'd moved everything over, the headmaster closed it with a wave of his hand.

"Thank you so much for allowing me to live here," Liam said, holding a hand out to Headmaster Morrigan .

The headmaster shook Liam's hand, a smile on his tired face. "You don't have to thank me for that, Liam. Haruto's family, and now so are you. Welcome to the Sanctuary."

If it was possible, Liam's smile would've widened even more. Instead, he shot forward and gave the headmaster a tight hug.

Headmaster Morrigan froze, his eyes flicking to me with a 'What am I supposed to do?' look, and I chuckled. After a moment, he wrapped his right arm around Liam's back in a loose hug, giving him a soft pat.

Liam moved back, smiled sheepishly, then slid to my side again. I wrapped an arm around his waist, then placed a soft kiss on his temple because I just couldn't resist.

"I'll leave you to unpack and settle in. See you at dinner?" the headmaster asked, and we nodded, then watched him leave.

"Does he always look so tired?" Liam asked after the headmaster had disappeared from view, and I sighed.

"He didn't use to. Something's up, and he won't tell us. He insists everything is fine, but..." I trailed off with a shrug, and Liam nodded as he opened a box of clothes.

"Does Touya know?"

"Not really. Whatever it is, the headmaster won't talk about it to anyone, not even his assistant."

"That's...not good."

"Right?" I asked, then shook my head. There was no point talking about it until the headmaster was ready to, and anyway, I had much more important things to talk about.

Like the fact that Liam had finally moved in with me. I'd get to fall asleep with him in my arms every single night, and wake up to his sweet face every morning.

"What are you thinking about? Your face is all...gooey," Liam said, and I reached up, patting my face and feeling nothing but smooth skin .

"No, it isn't," I protested, making him snicker.

"I meant your expression, babe. It was very sweet."

"Oh. Well, I was just thinking about how glad I was that I would get to go to bed and wake up with you everyday," I said, and his cheeks went bright pink as he glanced away, though I could see the smile he was trying to hide.

"I'm looking forward to that too," he mumbled, his eyes intensely focused on the clothes he was pulling out of the box.

For the next couple of hours, we unpacked, chatting about everything under the sun as we put his clothes beside mine, and I wove a new shelf for his comics.

Liam was fascinated by the way I weaved my webs, and he watched avidly as I used my front and back legs simultaneously to create the patterns that were practically instinct to me.

"It's so... beautiful," Liam murmured as he leaned closer to watch as one thin thread of silk overlapped with another again and again until the pattern formed.

His praise made me want to preen and show him some of my more complicated weaves.

After what felt like hours, we finished unpacking, the empty boxes all folded and stacked in a corner to deal with later.

While Liam had emptied the last box, I'd taken some time to modify my hammock. Since I'd be sharing it with Liam every night, I'd reinforced it with new threads, and increased its size a little. I'd also anchored it to the walls and floor so it wouldn't sway quite as much if we got particularly... enthusiastic in bed.

Once I was done, I stepped back with my hands on my hips, tilting my head this way and that as I tried to decide if it was secure enough.

"What do you think? "

Liam walked up to me, and I pulled him close with an arm around his waist. He sighed happily, wrapped both his arms around my middle, and tucked his head against my shoulder.

"I like it. It doesn't look as unstable now. I won't have to worry about falling off mid-sleep," he said with a chuckle, and I smiled, pressing a kiss on top of his head.

"I would never let you fall," I assured him solemnly, and he smiled up at me.

"I know."

The grin on his face was cute and highly irresistible, and I leaned down, unable to help myself from pressing my lips to his.

Liam hummed into the kiss, shifting around so he was in front of me, his arms tightening around my middle as he kissed me back.

"You should give me a proper welcome, you know," Liam murmured against my lips.

I smiled into the kiss, happy that he'd asked for what he needed. I always wanted to make Liam happy, and I loved it when he felt confident enough to ask for what he wanted.

"I should," I agreed as I pulled back, then gave his ass a light swat.

He jumped in surprise, and his cheeks went bright pink. Oh. Did my mate like being spanked?

Filing that interesting tidbit for later, I nudged my chin toward our 'bed.'

"How about you get out of your clothes and climb on?"

Liam's eyes widened, and then his clothes were flying everywhere as he ripped his shirts, pants, and boxers off in quick succession.

I bit back a smile, watching as he scrambled onto the bed, his thick, full ass on full display before he turned on his back .

Liam panted softly as I walked closer, stopping between his spread thighs. His cock was already hard, the air slowly thickening with his arousal. I opened my mouth, sucking some of it in and humming at the taste. My mate's desire was so damned sweet, and I was quickly growing addicted to the flavor.

"Haruto," Liam whispered, and I smiled at him.

"Patience, my sweet mate."

Liam

The look on Haruto's face implied nothing good. It was his planning face, the look he got whenever he was cooking up ideas to drive me insane with lust so he could watch me fall apart and feed on my desire.

I loved and hated every minute of it, and I was eager to see what he'd do to me now.

Haruto kept watching me, his eyes sliding over me as he took his sweet time. I could almost feel his gaze on my skin, raising goosebumps as it brushed over my arms, over my chest, down my middle. My cock twitched when his eyes latched onto it, and I sucked in a breath, mentally begging him to touch me.

He leaned forward, and I exhaled in relief, except all he did was flip me onto my stomach like I was a ragdoll. With how easy it was, I might as well be.

"What?" I mumbled into the pillow, and Haruto shushed me softly as he finally touched me, his palms sliding down my back. I shivered as his smooth palms brushed over my slightly hairy back, feeling off-footed. We'd never done anything like this before, and I felt weirdly vulnerable.

As if sensing it, Haruto leaned closer, his body covering mine as his lips brushed my ear. "Okay? "

I could feel his bare chest against my back, and I nodded quickly, not wanting him to stop whatever he was planning to do. All I needed was a moment to adjust.

Humming happily, Haruto pressed a kiss on my ear, then one just under it. He trailed kisses over the back of my neck, nipping and sucking on the skin long enough that I knew he'd be leaving marks. I'd noticed he enjoyed doing that, leaving his marks on me. I liked them too. They made me feel like I belonged to him.

I shivered as Haruto's soft lips brushed against my spine, as he licked, sucked, and bit his way down my back, his fingers massaging my sides and sending sparks of pleasure to my cock, trapped as it was between my body and Haruto's webs.

"Shit!" I almost leaped out of bed as Haruto dug his teeth into the swell of my ass, pulling back to run his tongue over the spot he'd bitten to soothe the sting. I moaned into the pillow, rocking my hips as I searched for some friction.

Haruto tightened his grip on my hips, stopping my movement, and I groaned in frustration. "Haruto, please. You gotta—I need to—"

"Shh, I'll take care of you, sweetheart. I promise."

Burying my face in the pillow, I surrendered to my fate as he bit my other ass cheek, then soothed it the same way. He seemed determined to cover my skin with his marks, and as much as I wanted to come, I wanted that more.

His lips trailed down my thigh, dropping bites and sucking the flesh into his mouth. For once, I was glad for my bigger size because it gave Haruto even more space to leave his marks on. I knew most would be hidden under my clothes, but the idea of walking around with Haruto's marks decorating my body almost made me come .

I could feel him eating my lust every once in a while when I drew too close to my climax, and it was the best kind of edging I'd ever experienced.

Haruto's finger brushed over my hole, and I gave a full-body shudder, pushing back into his touch before stopping short. He'd said no penetration, and while I didn't know if that was for him or me, I didn't want to push his boundaries.

He gave a thoughtful hum, then leaned over me to whisper in my ear again, probably because he could tell how much that made my arousal skyrocket. "I think we might need to make a shopping trip one of these days. Get something I can put in that sweet, sweet hole of yours."

I blinked, turning to look at him through bleary eyes. Did he mean that?

"Really?" I asked, my voice thick and hoarse from all the sounds he'd ripped out of me.

"Oh yes. There are so many things I want to explore with you. Luckily, we have all the time in the world."

Moaning pathetically, I pushed my face into the pillow once more, groaning into it as Haruto slid down my body again.

I almost fell off the bed when I felt his tongue on my hole, but he only gave it a few licks before returning his focus to my thighs.

By the time he was finished with my legs and flipped me over again, my cock was red and covered in precum. I wrinkled my nose when my back touched the puddle of precum I'd left behind, but I quickly forgot about it when Haruto straddled me and claimed my lips.

His legs were on either side of me, the bulb under his torso pressing into my groin because he was scarily flexible. I rocked up into him as he kissed me, and he hummed .

Pulling back, he peered down at me, his dark eyes scanning my face as he rubbed his thumb over my lower lip. "Go ahead, Liam. Make yourself come."

Whimpering against his thumb, I rocked up into him. The underside of his torso was soft and yet firm, covered in fine hair that felt heavenly against my sensitive cock. I rocked up into him again and again as he kissed my neck, and when his teeth sank into my skin, I came with a shout, coating him with my cum as I fell apart under him.

Haruto pulled back, licking the skin he'd bitten before he sat up, his lips parted as he consumed more of my lust. He shifted over me, my cum squelching between our skin, and I moaned at the feeling.

"Fuck," I swore, watching as he crawled off, reappearing with my t-shirt in his hand. He used it to wipe me down, then took care of the wet spot under me before using a clean side to wipe himself off.

Throwing the t-shirt into a corner, he climbed into bed beside me, and I quickly snuggled into him as he covered us with my blanket.

"I like this blanket. It smells of you," he said with a happy hum, and I smiled into his skin before a yawn slipped out.

"How about a nap before dinner?" Haruto suggested, and I agreed sleepily.

"Love you," I mumbled as I tightened my arm around him.

"I love you too, my sweet mate. Sleep well."

I fell asleep with a smile on my face, my body covered in proof of Haruto's claim on me.