“Tell me what to do,” Dee said firmly.A command seeking a command.
Achilles, eyes wide and cheeks flushed, let out a long breath.“Suck me off?”
The thrill that rushed through Dee’s nerves nearly collapsed him, but he managed to keep on his feet.He grinned.“Say it like you mean it.Master.”
“Jesus.”Achilles’ eyes briefly rolled back in his head and he shuddered.Then the corner of his mouth crooked.“Suck me off,” he growled.
Oh, fuck.Dee actually fell to his knees now, and that was just as well because it was easier for him to unbutton Achilles’ jeans and shove them past his hips, along with his underwear.Achilles was already hard, his cock heavy and warm when Dee took it in hand.Impulsively, Dee kissed the very tip.Achilles’ answering moan was so deep that Dee felt it in his bones.
And yes, Achilles was right—Deewashot.Coals smoldered in his core and his skin felt as tender and sensitive as if he had a bad sunburn, yet it wasn’t painful.Or if it was, he welcomed this pain.He wasn’t sure which was the case.
He had the sudden mental image of his body as a hot air balloon, a roaring flame at the center, lifting him upward into a stormy sky.In order to keep from floating away, he needed an anchor.Something to, quite literally, ground him.
He solved that problem by deep-throating Achilles’ dick.
This wasn’t something he’d done before, or something he would have imagined himself capable of.He’d been sort of working up to it lately and had been nowhere near accomplishing it.But yep, Achilles filled his mouth and throat.Salty, solid.A connection not just to Achilles himself but to the world at large, a satisfying reminder of all that was good.
“Dee….”It was barely more than a whisper and certainly wasn’t an official wish.No magic charms were involved.But it worked anyway, because Dee moved his head slightly, scraped oh-so-lightly with his teeth, and did his damnedest to make Achilles fall apart.
Although Dee remained fully dressed, his own cock untouched, his entire body buzzed with pleasure.Every tiny sound that Achilles made, the sensation of Achilles digging fingers into Dee’s shoulders, Achilles’ pulse drumming against his tongue… these were as delightful as any amount of groping or fucking had ever been.Deewas making his beloved react this way, and it was Dee’s name that his beloved moaned.
“D-Dee, I’m going… to….”
Dee hummed his approval.
And when Achilles came with a roar, Dee came too, both of them riding the aftershocks until it was all too much and they collapsed in a messy heap on the office floor.
“Oh,” Achilles said after a while.It was the sound of a person who’d just made a discovery.
Since Dee wasn’t yet capable of speech, he grunted in reply.When he had the breath and operational brain cells for it, he’d inform Achilles that he felt fully recharged, more powerful than he’d ever been.He could make wishes that moved mountains.He could definitely call forth friendly spirits.He could?—
Someone pounded on the door.
“Achilles?You in there?It’s Ralph.”
Achilles was already on his feet, awkwardly scrambling to pull his clothing back up.“Hang on, hang on.”
Dee stood too and tugged down his T-shirt, hoping it covered any evidence of their romp.He’d need to clean up before facing the crowd.He watched as Achilles rushed over and flung open the door.
Ralph looked at them, smirked, and then shook his head.“I did a surveillance flight with Keaton.They’re almost here.”
“Who?”Achilles demanded.
“A couple carloads of trouble.”
Achilles went pale and turned to face Dee.“Well, I guess we won’t have to wish them here after all.”
CHAPTER41
As Achilles, Dee, and Ralph hurried down to the lobby, Achilles knew he should be angry at himself for getting distracted with Dee.He should have been the one to suggest some kind of surveillance, and he shouldn’t have disappeared while everything was so unsettled.
But in fact he wasn’t angry.Not when it could very well have been the last chance he and Dee had together.And definitely not when Dee was bouncing at his side like Tigger, his aura so vibrant that he practically left a rainbow trail behind him down the long hallway.Achilles had never seen him so bright and energetic.The blowjob may or may not have been magic, but there was no way that Achilles could make himself regret it.
“You literally flew around LA?With a guy on your back?”Dee asked Ralph.
Ralph, who looked amused despite their impending doom, nodded.“Literally.”
“But don’t people notice?”