“There are drinks in the fridge if you need anything,” Ledger offered, leaving Nikita alone in the massive living area of his apartment as he walked down the long hall and disappeared into one of the rooms.
Nikita stood where he was, unsure of what to do next.
As soon as they’d left the bar, Ledger had brought them to the center of the city with no explanation. Not that Nikita had asked. He’d been too lost in his own thoughts for that, only snapping out of it once they were parked in front of the Great Perhaps, one of the more expensive apartments on planet.
The ride up the elevator had been uneventful, except Nikita’s heart had started thumping, anticipation warring with anxiety.
There was only one reason for Ledger to have brought him here.
They were going to finish what they’d started at Friction.
Would he let him stay for a little while after the fact, or would Nikita be immediately kicked out once they were done?
“What’s with that look?” Ledger had returned, but Nikita hadn’t noticed. He pressed a finger at the spot between Nikita’s brow, smoothing out the lines. “Nervous, Tiger? Don’t be. I’ll be good to you. The first time.”
Nikita told himself not to read too much into that statement.
Like he had back at the bar, Ledger took his hand, leading him down the hall and into the same room he’d just been in. It was a bedroom decorated in warm hues of brown, though he didn’t give Nikita much of a chance to look around before he was forced down onto the large king-sized bed.
“I’m going to strip you,” Ledger said, or maybe warned, following through a split second later when he tore at the flimsy material of Nikita’s shirt. He tossed the scraps over his shoulder, ignoring the way Nikita stared up at him, and went for his pants next.
In no time at all, Nikita found himself completely bare, even his shoes and socks gone. It was tempting to cover up, but he made himself stay still, lying on his back, his body on full display for the Devil’s roaming gaze. He thought he was doing pretty well at it, until Ledger eased his thighs open and his eyes dropped lower.
“Embarrassed?” Ledger chuckled. “It’s too early for that. Before the night is through, you’re going to have felt me everywhere.” He flipped Nikita unceremoniously onto his stomach, clicking his tongue when that caused him to startle. “You’re too tense, Tiger. Let’s get you nice and relaxed for me, yeah? But first…”
Ledger rounded the bed and before Nikita knew what was coming, his left wrist was captured and he was pulled up the length of the bed until he was centered on it. The Devil snapped a golden metal cuff around him next, before clicking it in place against a similar one already attached to the middle rung of the headboard.
“Why?” Nikita tugged at the cuff, but there was no give. “I’m not going anywhere.”
“No truer words have ever been spoken,” Ledger drawled cryptically before reaching for the buttons of his shirt. He undid them slowly, allowing Nikita to watch as he eased the material off his shoulders and dropped it to the floor. “I can’t risk you trying to change your mind on me though, now can I?”
“I won’t.” He couldn’t, and they both knew it.
Ledger took off his pants and boxers in one go, discarding them as well, and grinned when Nikita finally got a glimpse of his cock and gasped.
“Good Light.” There was absolutely no way that was going to fit inside of him. He tugged on the cuff again, a bit more frantically this time, and that earned him a chiding look from Ledger.
“Regretting it already?” Ledger’s massive cock bobbed as he turned to pick up a bottle set on the nightstand to his left. He brought it with him when he climbed onto the bed, quickly straddling Nikita.
“What are you doing?” Had this been the right decision? He’d wanted to experience what it felt like to be taken by Ledger earlier, but now that he was actually here…He jumped when warm hands dropped onto his shoulders, pressing him into the mattress before they gentled and started rubbing over the expanse of his back.
“I told you already,” Ledger said, voice silky smooth, “I’m helping you relax.”
Everywhere he touched, Nikita’s skin tingled. It was an odd sensation at first, but grew pleasant, a nice warmth that seemed to seep into him and coax his tense muscles into loosening up.
“What is that?” Nikita asked, the scent of something spicy and floral tickling his nose.
“Ironically, tiger lily body oil,” Ledger answered. “I forgot I had it, but it’s coming in handy, don’t you agree?” He worked a tight knot from the spot between Nikita’s left shoulder and neck, laughing when that elicited a moan. “I’ll take that as a yes.”
He took his time with the massage, hands moving from Nikita’s shoulders, down his arms, over his back and neck. The pressure of his touch alternated from soft to firm, and all the while, he whispered words of praise, weird yet detailed things, like how smooth his skin was or how his hair was pretty.
Before long, Nikita found himself drifting, his mind emptying until all of his defenses were gone. He was so out of it, he didn’t even resist when he felt Ledger slide further down his body and resituate over his thighs. Didn’t complain when some of those fingers traced his crack before they found and traced his entrance.
“There you go,” Ledger said as he wiggled one finger inside of him and Nikita’s back bowed. “Let me in, Niki.” His other hand cupped his left ass cheek, kneading it before he pulled it to the side so he could stare down as he added in a second finger. “You’re so tight. I could come just imagining what it’ll be like buried balls deep.”
Nikita groaned and turned his head, muffling the sounds with the pillow as lust rocketed through him, chasing off the serenity he’d just been feeling, easily replacing it with something else.
Need.