Page 14 of The Orc Who Hated Christmas (An MM Monster Christmas #1)
CHAPTER 14
G raal cleaned them up as best he could with a handkerchief that he kept in his pocket. Cas did not help much. His body sagged, a dazed smile on his face as he watched Graal right them.
“I can still feel you buried inside me.” Cas wiggled his hips.
“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” Graal asked.
“No.” Cas paused. “A little. But it’s the good kind of hurt.”
Graal shook his head, huffing a laugh. “Here, let’s get you dressed and warm. And maybe get you something to eat and drink.” Cas looked like he needed it.
I did that to him. I’m the reason he looks completely fucked and satisfied.
Graal helped Cas with his tunic. It had a large hole at the back for his wings. It was a little difficult to put on, especially since Cas didn’t really help. Cas stumbled, but Graal held him up. Then Graal pulled Cas’s trousers on. Cas seemed content to just let Graal dress him. And to be honest, Graal enjoyed caring for Cas .
Cas sighed contentedly. “I can easily say they were the two best orgasms I’ve ever experienced in my life.”
“Really? I mean, it was incredible for me. The best I’ve had. But I didn’t realise you felt the same.” Graal knelt before Cas and put on the pixie’s boots.
He’d not realised they could fuck in the position they had. He’d never done anything like that before. But Cas was very light, and his wings helped.
“Mmmm.” Cas closed his eyes. “And you should consider bottling up your seed and selling it. I will recommend it to everyone.”
Graal choked. Then he rose, draping his coat around Cas’s shoulders. He liked Cas in his coat. “Let’s get you something to eat and drink.”
Cas linked his arm with Graal’s as they walked back to the markets.
“You’re very good at looking after me.” Cas leaned against him.
“I like looking after you,” Graal admitted, glancing down at Cas.
Cas looked like he’d been thoroughly and roughly fucked. His hair resembled a haystack of white and pale blue. His shining clothing needed to be cleaned. Red marks, caused by Graal’s beard, fingers, teeth, or mouth—he didn’t know—marred Cas’s pale skin. And of course, his makeup was a mess. But at least he looked like he’d enjoyed every single minute of being fucked.
Shit. Is that my seed on his cheek and chin?
Graal reached out and wiped it away. Cas leaned into the touch.
Chuckling, Graal took him to a stand and ordered them some fried dough with honey and cinnamon sprinkled on top. They had savoury toppings, but he knew Cas preferred sweet foods. He also got Cas some hot chocolate .
“Thank you.” Cas took a bite of the dough and moaned. Then he took a sip from the mug. “This is so good.”
They ate in silence except for the small moans of pleasure and appreciation Cas made.
After they finished eating, Cas pursed his lips. “I should probably get back to the stall. I’ve been gone a very long time. They will wonder what I’ve been doing.” Cas paused. “Actually they have probably worked out what I have been doing. And with whom.” He grinned. “But I think I can still help them pack up.”
Around them, the crowds had diminished, and it looked like several of the stalls had started to close.
“And are you feeling all right?” At Cas’s questioning look, Graal added, “You seemed a little out of it for a bit.” He thought of Cas’s unfocused, desire-filled gaze.
Cas laughed. “I’m exhausted, but I’ll be fine. I think the aphrodisiac effect of your spunk has worn off.”
“That’s good.” Although, Graal was still coming to grips with the idea that he produced an aphrodisiac. He glanced at Cas. “And… I should probably mention…” Graal trailed off.
“What?” Cas asked.
“It’s pretty obvious what you and I got up to earlier.” Graal gestured to Cas’s hair, face, and clothes.
Cas stared at him for a second and then burst out laughing. Cas touched his smudged and swollen gold lips. “Yes. I imagine it is. But that’s fine. I’ll just tell them I had the best fuck of my life and they can be jealous.” His blue eyes danced.
Graal’s whole body heated.
Cas touched his arm. “Thanks for tonight.”
“You don’t need to thank me. It was amazing for me.”
“I do.” Cas paused. “I’ve been feeling a bit down. I’m usually happier at Christmas. But with Xavier and I breaking up recently…” Cas trailed off .
“Truth is, it wasn’t mutual. I was very much in love with him, and still am if I’m honest. I’d planned to ask him to bond with me on Christmas.”
A surge of jealousy welled up inside Graal.
“He’s an incubus, and they do a bonding ritual when they want to be with someone forever. I thought we had a forever sort of love. Guess not.” Cas’s shoulders drooped. “When I saw him today, I’d hoped he was going to say he made a mistake and that he wanted me back.”
Cas gave him a smile. “So showing you the Christmas markets, spending time with you, and then the sex!” He laughed. “It’s been a wonderful night. The perfect distraction I needed. So thank you.” Cas squeezed Graal’s arm.
“You’re welcome,” Graal said, wishing he had the chance to treasure Cas forever.
Graal spotted the stall belonging to Cas and his family ahead. Graal’s throat tightened. Their night was over. Tomorrow, they’d go back to just seeing each other at the bakery where Cas served him.
He shouldn’t be sad. He’d gotten to spend a night with Cas. He’d gotten to know this wonderful pixie. He’d gotten to fuck him. Everything had been beyond magical.
And now Christmas would always remind him of Cas the Christmas pixie.
“Do you want to do something again sometime?” Cas asked.
Graal startled, blinking down at Cas.
“Like I said, I’m not looking for anything serious. My heart’s a little too broken for that.” Cas gave a harsh laugh. “But I like you. I’d like to spend more time with you as friends. And maybe we could fuck again too.” Cas stepped in close, pressing their bodies together and gazing up into Graal’s eyes. “I mean if you drop by at the bakery or here at the Christmas markets, I’m sure I can manage a break sometimes.”
Graal’s chest lightened. “I’d like that.”
Their time wasn’t over yet. He’d get to spend time with Cas. For a little while more, at least.