Page 26 of Elemental Love
“It is, but it’s not mine,” Evrain felt the need to clarify as he unlocked his front door. “It came with my job. I suppose I’ll have to give it up now and commute from the cabin to the office. Hopefully the company will let me work from home a couple of days each week to save making the journey.” He pushed open the door and led Dominic inside. “Make yourself at home, I won’t be long.” Evrain took off his jacket and threw it across a chair before heading for his bedroom. He stripped down to his underwear and rummaged in the wardrobe for an old pair of jeans. He was about to pull them on then smiled to himself, tossed them onto the bed then strolled back into the lounge instead.
“I should have said—the kitchen’s through there, make yourself a drink if you’d like something.” Evrain walked across the room and collected his discarded jacket.
Dominic’s expression was priceless. He swallowed hard and blushed but didn’t look away. Evrain observed Dominic’s reaction to his state of undress with amusement. That creamy freckled skin did look very pretty with a light flush of color highlighting sharp cheekbones. He could feel himself becoming aroused and smirked as Dominic’s discomfort increased. Dominic’s gaze drifted downward, and Evrain had no doubt what it was fixed on.
“There are sodas in the fridge if you feel the need for something cool.” Evrain waited a few more seconds then turned back into the bedroom. Let Dominic wonder what he was up to. Whatever his imagination conjured up wouldn’t be too far from the truth.
Evrain shoved his shorts down and kicked them away. He strolled to the attached bathroom, his erection bouncing jauntily, begging for attention. Evrain wasn’t one to deny himself. He fumbled in the bathroom cabinet for lube, coated his fingers in slick then tossed the tube away, not caring where it landed. He braced himself with one hand on the sink and took a tight grip of his aching shaft. He stared at his reflection in the mirror. His cheeks bore a hint of pink, his eyes were overly bright. As he jacked himself, his lips parted. His breath sped up. He visualized Dominic on his knees before him, luscious lips pressed around the head of his dick. He jerked his hand faster. His orgasm snuck up on him and a warm gush of fluid coated his palm. His muscles tensed and his throat chorded in a silent scream of release.
“Fuck, if he’s that good when he’s not even present, I can’t wait until he’s actually in the room.” Evrain chuckled. It had been far too long since their brief but hot encounter in Dominic’s tool shed. He was absolutely certain that soon, very soon, his daydreams would become reality again. Dominic belonged on his knees before him. The anticipation of the moment would only make the reality more spectacular.
Evrain cleaned himself up. He splashed some cool water on his cheeks in an effort to calm his heightened color, though he had no problem letting Dominic know that he’d done something about his arousal. Hopefully, it would leave Dominic frustrated and wanting. He retrieved his discarded jeans from the bed and pulled them on. The age-softened fabric caressed his ass and clung to his thighs. He shoved his bare feet into an old, paint-spattered pair of deck shoes, glad that he’d bothered to pack them. His mother had tried to toss them into the trash but he’d rescued them at the last moment and shoved them into the side of his suitcase. A faded university T-shirt under a woolen jumpermade up the rest of his outfit. He grabbed the envelope that Angus Pitt had given him and went to find Dominic.
Evrain paused at his bedroom door. Dominic was in the corner of the room, bent over Evrain’s work desk. Evrain took a moment to admire the lines of Dominic’s body. Even beneath slightly baggy clothes, Dominic’s lithe muscles were obvious. There was strength in his slender frame. The fabric of his pants pulled taut across his ass, making Evrain’s mouth water.
“Mmm. Delicious.”
Dominic startled at his words and spun around.
“Sorry, what did you say?”
“Nothing that was supposed to be out loud.” Evrain smirked. “What do you think?”
“Of what?” Dominic blinked in confusion.
“My work. Thatiswhat you were looking at?”
“Oh, sorry… It was laid out here. I didn’t mean to be nosy.”
“It’s not a problem. You’re welcome to view it.” Evrain’s drawing table was covered with story layouts from a superhero comic strip that he was working on for an advertising campaign for a new aftershave, but peeking from beneath the sheets of paper was a hint of something else. He pulled the papers free and spread them out so that Dominic could see them. Dominic spent a moment absorbing the images. He gasped.
The black and white graphic showed a naked young man bound helplessly to his bed by creeping vines, tendrils of the plant curling around his cock and balls. His head was thrown back, his expression one of ecstasy.
“Does the image appeal to you?” Evrain stood at Dominic’s shoulder and whispered close to his ear.
Dominic jumped. “I don’t, I mean… Why would you think…?”
“It appeals to me, Dominic. That’s why I drew it.”
“He looks like me,” Dominic murmured.
“He does, doesn’t he? The likeness is remarkable.” Evrain smirked. “There’s good reason for that.”
Dominic reached out, letting his fingertips brush the drawing. “It’s so realistic. A couple of months ago I had a dream, well, a nightmare I suppose, and it was like this. It was the night after I met you at Aggie’s for the first time.”
Evrain froze. Could he somehow have influenced Dominic’s dreams? He’d still been so new to his power that day—his emotions had been all over the place.That’s right, try to convince yourself it wasn’t deliberate, Evrain.He cupped the nape of Dominic’s neck. “Was it a nightmare? Really? Are you sure it wasn’t a fantasy made real?” Dominic’s skin was warm and smooth to his touch.
“No, of course not!”
Dominic’s fake indignation was amusing. Evrain massaged his neck, kneading away Dominic’s tension. “There’s no need to be embarrassed, Dominic. We all have fantasies and kinks. Perhaps you are just discovering yours.”
Dominic leaned into his touch. A little moan escaped his lips. “It was so real. Scary but amazing.”
Evrain threaded his fingers through Dominic’s hair and pressed a light kiss to the side of his neck. “Then perhaps itwasreal.”
Dominic pulled away and stared at him, wide-eyed. “What are you talking about? It couldn’t have been real.”
Evrain gave him a lazy smile. “No, of course not. Now, we should go, don’t you think? There’s a lot to get done.” He didn’t wait for a response, just moved toward the door. “If I wear you out enough, perhaps your dreams tonight will be just as…stimulating.”
