Page 69 of Immersed
The space was small and cramped, filled with massive pipes and industrial equipment that radiated heat. Emergency lighting cast everything in hellish red, and the air was thick with the smell of hot metal and steam.
Asher set Levi down, but didn’t let go. Instead, he pressed him back against the wall, keeping his body between Levi and the door.
“Quiet,”Asher whispered, his hand coming up to cover Levi’s mouth when he started to speak.“Those things might hear you.”
Outside, the scraping and wet sounds got closer. The ting of metal dragging across concrete. A sound like someone trying to scream through a throat full of blood. The creatures had followed their trail, hunting through the corridors.
Levi’s breathing was harsh and panicked against Asher’s palm, his heart hammering so hard he was sure it would give them away. But gradually, he became aware of other things—Asher’s body heat, the solid weight of him, the way his thumb stroked across Levi’s cheek.
“Shh.”The protective urgency was still there, but underneath it was something hungrier.“Just breathe.”
Levi felt it then—the unmistakable pressure of Asher’s arousal against his hip. The chase, the danger, the intimate proximity—it had all worked together to strip away Asher’s careful control.
He’s turned on by this.
Asher’s free hand moved to Levi’s waist, fingers pressing into the fabric of his shirt.“It’s so hard for me to hold back,”he whispered.“Do you know that? How difficult it is to follow your rules?”
The hand at Levi’s waist slipped lower, fingertips brushing along the waistband of his jeans. Levi jerked against the wall, but there was nowhere to go.
“Your rules are unfair,”Asher continued, his mouth so close to Levi’s ear that his breath sent shivers down his spine.“You said I can’t touch you. But you touched me earlier. You put your hands on me.”
Oh God.Levi tried to protest around the hand covering his mouth, but the sound came out as a whimper that only seemed to encourage Asher.
“I saw tears in your eyes when you found Elliot,”Asher whispered, his hand sliding lower to cup Levi through his jeans.“You were so sad, so broken. I want to make you feel better.”
The touch was firm, finding the growing hardness there and stroking with devastating skill. Levi’s legs shook, his body arching involuntarily into the contact.
“Th-that’s...”Levi tried to speak around Asher’s palm, but the words came out broken.
“I can feel how much you want this.”
Stop. Please stop.
The rhythm he set was torturous—slow, deliberate strokes designed to build sensation without giving release. His thumb found the sensitive head through the denim, circling with just enough pressure to make Levi see stars.
Asher pressed closer, grinding his own obvious arousal against Levi’s hip with barely restrained need. The friction, the heat, the wayAsher’s breath came in harsh pants against his ear—it was overwhelming.
“You feel so good,”Asher breathed, nipping at his ear.“Even through your clothes, you feel perfect. I can’t wait to touch you properly.”
Levi clenched his fists at his sides, unable to think of anything beyond the rising, stifling heat and the pressure building inside him.It shouldn’t feel good…I don’t want this to feel good.He tried to speak again, to tell Asher to back off, but his words remained muffled by Asher’s palm.
“Quiet, beautiful. Can’t let them hear how good I’m making you feel.”
The combination of fear and arousal was too much. Levi’s hips began moving of their own accord, grinding into Asher’s touch with desperate need. Heat was pooling low in his abdomen, building toward something inevitable.
“I know you want this,”Asher whispered, his voice rough with his own need.“Your body knows, even if your mind won’t admit it. You need me, Levi.”
His thumb pressed against the tip of Levi’s erection through the denim, and Levi nearly came undone right there. His breathing became ragged, desperate little sounds escaping around Asher’s palm.
“That’s it,”Asher encouraged, his movements becoming more focused, more insistent.“It feels good, right? You want me.”
Levi’s vision blurred at the edges, his body trembling with the effort of holding back. But Asher’s touch was relentless, faster, firmer, and Levi felt like he was going to lose his mind. He ground harder at Asher’s hand, tears in his eyes as he shook his head back and forth. He didn’t want to let go.
But it feelsso good…
“Cum for me,”Asher commanded softly, his lips brushing against Levi’s ear.“I want to see you cum for me.”
The words, combined with a particularly devastating stroke, shattered Levi’s resistance. His orgasm ripped through him, his body rigid as he spilled into his jeans with a stifled cry against Asher’s palm. Wave after wave of sensation crashed over him, leaving him gasping and shaking in the aftermath.
