Fiction Friday

Club Fantasy, Chapter 4


Michael watched, amused, as their fantasy game winner left with a stud, their hands in each other's back pockets. Oh yeah, he and Seth were good. Of course Sam probably wasn't exactly what Kody was expecting, but most folks didn't admit their true fantasies, even to themselves. Sam would keep Kody busy and happy for some time, he imagined.

He grabbed another cigarette and turned to his lover for a light. "Not a bad night's work."

"No. Not at all. That little cowboy's going to have one hell of a ride." Seth arched an eyebrow, eyes twinkling. Mmm... his Seth was such a sexy little devil.

"You gonna light me up, love?" he asked, putting the cigarette between his lips and leaning in.

One long finger lifted, a flame lighting the darkness. "Eternally, Beloved."

He pulled in the smoke and held it in his lungs, tasting Seth in the flavor of it. Then he let it go, blowing it in his lover's face. "I'm going to hold you to that."

"You take such joy in binding me with promises..." Sweet wickedness.

"And well I should -- you just smolder right through rope." His feathers began to itch.

"That is why you prefer chain, beloved." He could smell Seth's desire, like a faint perfume that marked everything.

He breathed deeply, the itch growing stronger, his cock filling, and he let his hand hang casually across the front of his pants. "We could let Robin close up."

"We could. He's trustworthy." Seth's eyes followed his hand.

That gaze was not helping the tenting problem he had going in his trousers. "Come on," he growled. "Let's go before I embarrass myself further."

"Bossy angel." The tiny horns were just visible as Seth stood, tempting him unbearably.

"Yes." He'd agree to pretty much anything just now, just to get Seth moving, get to where he could stroke those little horns and play with the thin, sexy tail. To where he could feel Seth against him.

Seth led the way, ass swaying so easily, the hint of tail inside the fine trousers enough to make him hard. He followed closely, the sounds and sights of the club fading away as he focused in completely. As soon as the door closed behind him, he grabbed Seth's arm, and pulled his very own demon back into his arms.

Hard and hot, Seth pressed against him, rubbed close. Wanton.

Michael reached for those little horns, his cock throbbing as soon as he touched them. "Seth..." Moaning, he pushed their mouths together, fingers sliding over the little nobs.

"Be...beloved." Seth groaned, the horns warm, alive, so sensitive to his touch.

"Yours, Seth." His tongue slid over Seth's lips, the taste smoky, but not like his cigarette; Seth was pure fire.

"Yes." Seth's kiss went white-hot, the hands dragging over the curve of his wings near flame. Moaning, he spread his wings for Seth, feathers shivering, each begging for a chance at that touch.

His fingers tugged at Seth's shirt, opening the little pearl buttons. Seth's nipples begged for his touch, for tugs and sharp bites, for his attention, his love. Bending, he tongued the right one first, then the left, then he gave Seth what he really wanted, teeth closing over the small point.

"Beloved!" Seth arched, the scent of need sudden, brimstone and smoke filling the air.

Biting and nipping still, he reached for Seth's pants, hands clawing at the button and the zipper, trying to get to Seth's need. That long cock curved up like a horn, dark and hard, red-tipped for him.

"Oh, lover..." He slid slowly to his knees, mouth dragging along Seth's skin as he went down, his hands pushing the fancy pleated trousers down to Seth's ankles.

"Your own. Your lips are pure sin." The words fell on him like a prayer.

"Your skin burns them." He pressed a kiss into Seth's hip and then turned his attention to that needy cock, breathing on it, breathing it in.

The sweetest perversities fell from Seth's lips, the pleas very nearly a dark hymn. They spurred him on, his tongue lashing at Seth's cock. Reaching around, he found Seth's tail, and rubbed the base of it. Seth's cry rang out, the thin tail lashing furiously, snapping against his wrist, his arm.

Oh, yes. Growling, he grabbed the end of the thin tail and brought it around Seth's body. Smiling up at Seth, he put the end of the tail into his mouth and sucked on it like it was the dark cock. The fire in the hearth flared, Seth limned in the back light, the fierce beauty capturing him, bone-deep.

He forgot to breathe for a moment, and then he gasped, Seth's tail falling away. With a groan, he wrapped his lips around the tip of Seth's prick instead, the dark, smoky taste of his lover exploding across his tongue. Clawed fingers pushed into his hair, Seth arching for him, pushing that cock deep into his throat. He swallowed around the tip, hands sliding up along Seth's legs before grabbing hold of the man's ass and encouraging Seth to fuck his mouth.

Seth groaned, snarled, hips pushing into him, again and again. "Beloved. Need. Such need." He sucked harder, encouraging the thrusts, wanting every bit of that need. It belonged to him. Grabbing onto Seth's tail again, he wrapped it around his hand. "Please!" The fire blazed and burning seed splashed on his tongue.

He swallowed Seth down, every last drop of his lover's essence sliding along his throat and into his belly, warming him from the inside out. Moaning, he pulled slowly off, tongue licking and lapping, clinging a few moments longer.

"A good night's work, yes?" Seth's hand traced his jaw, nails just scraping.

The sharp touches went straight to his cock, making it even harder, and he moaned, head falling back, letting him gaze up at his lover. "Yes."

"You desire me." The words weren't a question. Not at all.

"Always." He stayed where he was, kneeling, a supplicant. He tugged a little on Seth's tail, knowing it would spark inside his lover, and his wings slowly opened again, spreading for Seth.

"My angel." Seth reached out, fingers tickling and tracing his feathers.

Hips snapping, he gasped. "Yes. Yes, yours." He wanted. He needed. He reached for Seth, hands wrapping around his lover's hips.

"What can I give you? What do you need?" The deep, rich voice vibrated in the shafts of his feathers.

He shivered and slowly flapped his wings once. "Fill me, Seth. No one has ever filled me as you do." No one was as hot and hard as his lover.

Seth's prick, still full and dark and heavy, curved up toward the flat belly. "Yes. Yes, ready yourself so I can have you."

He stood slowly and tugged his clothing away, gaze moving between Seth's eyes and his cock. Michael's heart thumped in his chest, going a mile a minute.

Naked, he started sucking on his fingers, and then turned, one hand bracing himself against the wall. He spread a little, and reached back, pushing his fingers inside. His soft-hearted demon couldn't stand idly by for long, and soon one long finger slid alongside his own, stretching him wider.

"Yes! Oh, Seth." He pushed back, greedy.

One finger became two, Seth asking no quarter. His head dropped back on his shoulders, his hips pushing back, riding their fingers. It would be that dark, heavy prick soon. Just the thought had him jerking his fingers away, only Seth's left in him now. "Please, love. You now."

He got no answer, except for the press of that cock deep inside, filling him. Hot and huge, undeniable. So good. It had him keening, his fingers curling against the wall, his feathers trembling.

"My own." Seth's growl slid down his spine, dark and hungry, the scent of brimstone strong.

He loved this, loved the heat and the scent. He loved belonging, heart and soul, to Seth. "More."

"Yes. All I have." Their skin slapped together, the heat between them fantastic. He reached back to grab Seth's hip, tugging, encouraging, wanting even more. "Demanding." The words were growled, teeth sinking into his shoulder.

He shouted and bucked, body going tight. "Seth." Another thrust and he came, seed spraying over the wall, his ass clasping Seth's cock tight.

Heat flooded him in a rush, Seth roaring out his pleasure.

He clenched his ass muscles, squeezing Seth's cock as he moaned, head twisting back for a kiss. Seth's mouth landed on his, the kiss wild and sharp-toothed. His whole body was aflame, alive like nothing else ever duplicated. Just this, just here. The kiss went on and on, Seth stealing his breath, eyes burning into him.

He touched Seth's cheek with one wing, feathers sliding over his lover.

His.