His fixation was beginning to worry him. Gadiel had even tried to imagine Scott in such scenarios, imagine forcing Scott to suck his cock, but it didn’t... really do anything for him. But the moment his traitorous mind replaced Scott with Will, he was harder than a rock, ready to go again despite the countless orgasms he’d had that day already. Gadiel felt like crying from sheer frustration. He’d never been so horny, angry, and confused at the same time. After days of this, his dick felt too sensitive, so he couldn’t even jerk off normally to take the edge off. He knew he was acting crazy, so he tried to avoid Will, which wasn’t exactly easy, considering the fact that they lived in the same apartment, no matter how big it was.
It didn’t help that Will seemed determined to talk to him.
“You’re being ridiculous sulking in your room all day, you know that, right?” Will said through the door. “Gadiel, open the door.”
“Go away,” Gadiel ground out, biting his pillow to muffle his moan as the vibrator continued thrusting into him. God, what if Will could hear the vibrations? The thought was so humiliating, but it turned him on even more. His perverted mind immediately came up with another fantasy: what if Will becameconcerned enough to break the lock? What if he saw Gadiel with his ass in the air, getting fucked by his thick black dildo? What if Gadiel turned his head and ordered him to replace the dildo with his cock?I’ll fire you if you don’t, Gadiel would say.Give it to me or you’re fired. Will would hesitate, of course, his reluctance clear.I’m straight, he would say.I don’t care, Gadiel would say back.My hole needs cock.Service me.
Will would glare at him, unzipping his pants. His cock would be soft, but he’d bring it to hardness with a few strokes of his big, capable hand. Then he would pull out the dildo and replace it with his cock. Gadiel would groan, because Will wouldn’t be gentle about it. He would be rough with him, rough and resentful, but it’d feel so damn good, Will’s body so heavy on him, his cock thick and long.You slutty bitch, Will would growl into his ear—
“Gadiel!”
Gadiel cried out into the pillow and came at the sound of Will’s voice. Oh god. So fucking good.
So fucked-up.
“Go away,” Gadiel said weakly, struggling to regain his breath—and his higher brain functions. “I don’t want to talk to you.”
“You’re making a mountain out of a molehill,” Will said through the door, irritation clear in his voice.
Gadiel flopped onto his back and, taking the remote, switched the vibrator off. He didn’t pull it out yet. He liked the feeling of fullness even after coming. “Maybe,” he said. “But you can’t tell me how to feel. And right now I don’t feel like talking to you. Go. Away.”
He told himself he wasn’t disappointed when Will’s footsteps receded. He really wasn’t. Just because he sometimes jerked off thinking about his bodyguard didn’t mean that he had, like, feelings for him. Kinky fantasies were one thing. Reality was completely another. He used to jerk off thinking about Henry Cavill; didn’t mean he thought he had any chance with the real man. The same logic applied here; so itdidn’tmean anything. What he needed to do was to stop freaking out about harmless fantasies and finally arrange his second date with Scott—the man he was actually interested in. The man he was practically in love with. Scott could be his happiness.
Will could never be something other than a fantasy.
Chapter 15
Contrary to Will’s belief, Scott Palmer wasn’t an idiot.
He’d always had good instincts.
He sensed that something was off as soon as they got on the yacht, and as the evening progressed, the sense of disquiet kept getting stronger.
Like, Scott was hot. It wasn’t just his ego; it was an objective fact. He knew he was hot, and other people knew it too. It was very rare that people’s gazes weren’t drawn to him whenever he entered the room. When he and Gadiel had first met, Gadiel had been no different from other people, his appreciative gaze difficult to miss.
But now...
Gadiel didn’t give his body more than a passing glance. Since they had gotten on the yacht, Gadiel hadn’t tried to touch him in any way. Sure, they weren’t exactly alone; the yacht had a crew. But they stayed out of the way. It wouldn’t have been impossible for them to get some time alone—had Will not been there too.
Yeah, about that.
Scott had picked up on the tension between his cousin and Gadiel straight away. Gadiel seemed angry with Will, pointedly not looking at him all evening—except he kept shooting Will quick looks whenever Will wasn’t looking his way. Which wasn’toften, because Will’s eyes had beenpractically boring a hole in Gadiel’s face since the beginning of the date. That in itself was strange enough. Scott had seen Will at work before: he was great at making himself as unobtrusive as it was possible for a six-foot-tall man to be, his gaze rarely resting directly on his clients in order to make them feel more at ease. This fixed, intense stare definitely wasn’t Will’s usual behavior at work.
“Okay, am I missing something?” Scott finally said over dinner, sick of the tension he didn’t understand. He didn’t like conflict. He’d never liked being around angry people. “Did Will do something, Gady?”
In his peripheral vision, Scott could see Will scoff at the nickname, but he ignored it, keeping an expectant gaze on Gadiel. He was the one more likely to talk.
Gadiel pursed his lips. “I just found out that he was a liar.”
“Oh, for fuck’s sake,” Will said. “I’m the one who told you the truth! It makes no sense that you refuse to talk to me but are totally fine talking to him.”
“That’s different,” Gadiel said, without looking at Will.
“I still don’t see a fucking difference,” Will bit out.
Scott blinked, stunned. His cousin rarely swore, much less at work.
“Wait,” he said. “Is this about...?”