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The twisted logicwasso absurd that Levi almost laughed. But then Asher’s tongue pushed past his lips, and something in Levi surrendered. He kissed back, matching Asher’s intensity, telling himself itwasstrategy even as he felt himself melting beneath Asher’s touch.
Asher groaned against his mouth. “Yes,” he breathed. “Like that.”
His hands grabbed Levi’s wrists, guiding them beneath his own shirt.“Touch me, please touch me.”
Levi’s palms pressed against the taut muscles of Asher’s abdomen, skin fever-hot beneath his touch. Asher’s bodywasa weapon—honed, dangerous, and now arching into Levi’s contact with unnerving vulnerability.
“Five minutes left,”Asher murmured. His free hand worked at Levi’s belt. He guided Levi’s hand lower, past the waistband of his own jeans.“Feel how much I want you.”
Levi’s grip curled reflexively around Asher cock, drawing a hiss and a shudder of pleasure from the man above him. The sense of powerhe felt in that moment wasstrange, knowing he could reduce this predator to shuddering need with just a touch.
“You’re perfect,”Asher moaned, rocking against Levi’s palm.“So fucking perfect when you stop fighting me.”
He shifted backwards, working Levi’s jeans open with desperate urgency.“I’ve thought about this since the barber shop,”he confessed, breath hot against Levi’s exposed skin.“I’ve wanted to taste you so bad.”
Levi’s head fell back against the wall, a groan escaping his throat as Asher’s mouth closed around him. The sensationwaselectric, pleasure spiking through his nervous system with such intensity that fora moment, he forgot where theywere—forgot everything but the wet heat and suction.
His hands tangled in Asher’s blonde hair, guiding him with unconscious pressure. Asher made a sound of triumph, deep in his throat, the vibration alone making Levi tighten his grip as he saw stars.
It shouldn’t feel this good. It shouldn’t.
But Leviwasso tired of pain. So exhausted by fear. So desperate for any sensation thatwasn’tterror or agony. And this—this moment of pure, physical pleasure—wasthe only respite in an endless nightmare of death and resurrection.
Fuck it.
He surrendered, hips rising to meet Asher’s mouth, all pretense of reluctance abandoned. Asher responded with renewed enthusiasm, one hand gripping Levi’s hip with bruising force while the other continued to guide Levi’s touch against himself.
The timer, the strategic advantage of daylight, the need to map the building—all of it faded beneath the wet sounds of Asher swallowing him down and Levi’s barely stifled moans. He could feel his orgasm building, his toes curling in his shoes as he tried to hold it back. He wanted to drown himself in the heat of Asher’s mouth like Asher had drowned him all those deaths ago, just a little longer.
“Asher,” he moaned, “slow down or I think I’m—”
“Yes,”Asher gasped, pulling back just long enough to look up at Levi,“Cum in my mouth, I want to drink—”
The storage room door swung open with a cheerful creak.
“Hey, Levi, Asher, we need the—OH MY GOD!”
Maddie’s shriek was followed by Jasper’s bark of surprised laughter.
“Dude! Lock the door next time!”
Levi’s face blazed with heat as he shoved Asher away and frantically worked to close his jeans. Asher, in contrast, rose from his knees with infuriating composure, a slight smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
Maddiecovered her face with her hands, but her giggles leaked through her grip.“I am so, SO sorry,”she managed, though she didn’t sound particularly sorry. “We just needed the EVP recorder from the equipment room.”
“Take your time,”Jasper added with a theatrical wink.“I’ll tell the others you’re doing some, uh, calibration.”
They retreated, closing the door behind them with exaggerated care.
Levi slumped against the wall, mortified and tense and relieved all at once. The relief curdled as he looked at Asher’s face.
Because Asher wasn’t angry. He was pleased. Practically glowing.
“They think we’re together,”Asher said with dark delight.“The timer isn’t up, by the way. You still owe me three minutes.”
“Not here,”Levi snapped, pushing past him to grab the doorknob.“We need to get to work before night falls.”
Asher caught his wrist, spinning him back.“You enjoyed it,”he said, not a question but a statement of fact.“You wanted it.”
