Page 56 of The Mage on the Hill
“Well… yes.”
“Good. I’m glad to hear you were a responsible horndog.” Toby grinned at Darius’s snort. “So, interested or not?”
With a wave at the obvious erection starting to tent his pajamas, Darius said, “Yes. Interested.”
“Woohoo!” Toby clapped a hand over his mouth. “Oops. I promise to be quieter than that.” He slid off the bed and kept a hand on various pieces of furniture in case he wasn’t as steady as he thought while he hurried over to close and lock the door. “Incoming!”
Not quite the leap he’d wanted, but he did land partly on Darius with a satisfyingwhoomp, and he even managed to miss the grapefruit knee. Since Darius eyed him with devouring heat, Toby stripped his T-shirt off first and tossed it across the room.
“Messy,” Darius whispered, fingers trailing through the central patch of hair on Toby’s chest.
“More important stuff going on than folding clothes right now.”
Toby leaned in and caught Darius’s lips in a soft kiss that turned heated and hungry when Darius grabbed his arms. Darius didn’t just slobber his kisses. No, that tongue moved with precision, stroking over Toby’s like it was intent on hitting every spot.
“Mmmm, nice.” Pulling back so he could kiss Darius’s eyebrows and the bridge of his nose, Toby scooted off far enough to slide Darius’s pants and boxers down to his knees. He got just enough time to lick up Darius’s swiftly hardening cock before Darius tapped his knee.
“Now yours.”
“I was getting to it.” More than happy to oblige—naked was one of the universe’s three best things—Toby shucked his briefs. “And you. I want all of you this time.”
Darius arched his back to wrangle his T-shirt off, and wasn’tthata gorgeous sight, lean muscles stretching. Scars ran down the right side of his ribs, ones Darius obviously thought were ugly since he tried to drape the shirt over them.
“All of you, Dar.” Toby tugged the shirt away. “They’re your history, all part of what makes you my griffin, my hero. Thank you for finding me. For not letting me die.”
Darius reached up to smooth the hair back from Toby’s forehead. “Thank you for… findingme. And helping me… live.”
Thatrated a full-body hug, partly so Toby could hide the tears in his eyes until he could control himself again. Of course, him lying on top meant their cocks were all lined up and rubbing together with every movement, which was a fantastic distraction.
“You good with me bottoming from the top?” Toby offered the condom to Darius.
“Perfect.”
“Just so we’re clear, I’m good with just about anything you feel like that day, but if you’re not into taking it yourself, that’s completely cool.”
Darius’s eye twinkled as he rolled on the condom. “I like… variety.”
“Even better.” Toby turned one of Darius’s hands palm up and squeezed out a mound of lube. “I hope it’s okay to do this on this comforter. Mmmmfff….” Toby lowered his head to Darius’s shoulder as a slippery finger pushed inside. “Oh… that’s good. Fuck.”
“Intend to, yes.”
“Funny guy.” Toby moaned as Darius slid deeper. “I don’t need much to go. Just nice and slidey.”
“Not a… word.” Darius snickered as he slicked himself up, stroking slowly.
“Don’t care. Also, getting impatient.”
Darius kissed his ear, then pushed him up and back until ass met cock. He held himself still while Toby sat back onto that just-the-perfect-girth erection. Slowly at first, no good rushing this part, Toby bore down as he sank onto Darius’s length.
The hard groan from Darius was the best sound Toby’d heard in months. Maybe years. Maybe ever. He put his hands on Darius’s shoulders and began a slow ride up and down, the fit so perfect he knew he was ruined for anyone else.
“I do love you,” he whispered. “Even if you hadn’t been able to come get me, I’d still love you.”
“That….” Darius gasped, his hands flying to Toby’s waist and gripping tight. “Makes no… sense.” He arched up to meet Toby coming down. “Love you too. So… much. Toby….”
“Yeah?”
“Perfect. So perfect. Won’t… last.”
