Page 33 of Bleeding for the Prince
Hyax arrived, grinning. “I hope you’ve had a conducive session, and I have something for you to try on.”
Opali said his goodbyes, and Gwil saw the excitement in Hyax’s eyes. “I take it this will be a private viewing?”
“Oh yeah, I don’t think you’ll want an audience, I’m predicting I’m not going to be able to keep my hands off you.”
“What’s ready?”
“A new suit, I thought you might want to wear it to dinner with Robin and Simon.”
Hyax was in a playful mood, and Gwil wasn’t ready to talk about what Opali had told him, so he decided to go with the flow and enjoy whatever Hyax had in mind. He followed Hyax to his rooms, also having to run to keep up with him as the bastard was flying. “Come on, Gwil. I promise you will not be disappointed.”
Waiting for him was a three-piece suit in stunning lavender-grey. “Your tailor not joining us?”
“Once I saw what he’d created, I realised there was no way I was going to be able to control myself when you try it on for the first time. So, you can try it on, and I can take it off you… Yia can come back once I’m done.” He smirked. “I won’t promise he might need to make repairs, but I’ll try not to rip the trousers off you.”
He loved the way Hyax’s mind worked, and he liked the way he had an edge of command in his voice. Gwil wasn’t being asked, and he enjoyed Hyax wanting to take control.
“Then I suggest you give me a bit of privacy to get changed.”
“Or I could watch.”
Gwil shook his head. “I think you need to see the suit in its full glory, not supervise the assembly.”
Hyax seemed as if he wanted to argue, but at the same time knew Gwil was right. “Fine. You have five minutes, and I will be back.”
He didn’t ask where Hyax went, but he stepped into a portal and Gwil quickly stripped out of his clothes. The material of the suit was a beautiful woollen mix; he had always appreciated good quality cloth. He’d been left with a shirt in powder blue, which would be a perfect complement, and a dark purple tie.
He wasn’t a stranger to bespoke tailoring. But like most things, he paid for what he got, and who he’d gone to previously, although now long dead, were nowhere near Yia’s ability. He must have an incredible eye for detail, because even with his magic, the jacket fitted in a way that nothing else had ever. Gwil knew he looked good when suited and booted, but this was a whole other level.
Hyax reappeared and made a low keening noise. “I’m not paying Yia anywhere near enough. I might need to gift him a house.”
Gwil chuckled and turned slowly on the spot to make sure Hyax got to see all angles. “You like?”
“You are always an amazing-looking man, Gwil, but there’s something about you in a suit that makes me want to possess you and never let you go. Maybe it’s the confidence it brings out, or you’re just that fucking hot, but I can’t keep my hands off you.”
Gwil was pulled flush against Hyax, and he melted into the kiss. Hyax was a passionate man, and his kisses addictive. There was nowhere he’d rather be than in Hyax’s arms. He was lifted off the floor, flown across to the bed, and deposited as if he were a damsel who could be easily bruised.
“I’m going to unwrap my reward for being so patient.”
“Patient? You don’t know the meaning of the word.”
Hyax stole another kiss and Gwil surrendered. He loved Hyax’s fingers, and they made short work of the buttons of both his waistcoat and dress shirt. There was something about his featherlight touch across his belly that made Gwil feel as if he was the centre of the universe.
He helped Hyax peel away his jacket and shirt, and his cock throbbed as Hyax tapped the button on his trousers. “You are good enough to eat, and I am going to devour you.”
Hyax picked up the tie that had been discarded and Gwil held out his wrists to be bound without needing to be asked. “I think you need to make sure I stay in place. What if I were to wander off?”
“We both know you’re going nowhere. But I do love to have you at my mercy.”
Hyax tied his wrists together, and he recognised the whispered spell to cushion his skin from any friction. One of the many reasons he loved Hyax was because even in the heat of the moment, Hyax made sure Gwil was taken care of.
Gwil watched as Hyax peeled away his trousers, removing his underwear and socks in the process, and although he was now naked and Hyax still fully clothed, he didn’t feel exposed, only desired and wanted. Hyax could put him at ease when he was at his most vulnerable, and Gwil could honestly say he’d never experienced such a sense of belonging as he did when he was with Hyax.
“I probably should have mentioned that the suit wasn’t the only new thing I wanted to introduce to you,” Hyax said, grinning. He wriggled his fingers and an eight-inch dildo and a cock ring appeared. “I’m going to lube this, fill you up and suck your brains out through your cock. And this fella will stop you from coming.”
He whimpered, cohesive sentences eluding him. They’d not used a cock ring before, and the confinement created a new layer of excitement. Hyax took his time to work him open, using the sparkly lube that gave their love-making an extra zing, and the stretch from the toy would have had him panting if he still breathed. There was a gentle thrumming and he realised the toy was vibrating and cycling in temperature.
“You’re so perfect, Gwil. And I know you taste as good as you look.”
