Ascension - Book Eight - Man x Man

Chapter 8 (M)

( This is a mature chapter, skipping to the end gives you a pretty good idea of what happened if this is not your cup of tea! ) 

It wasn't often that it was him pursuing me in such a manner. We had hardly touched each other since that night in my study, my confidence and my displeasure with his treatment of me had a lot to do with my lack of libido. While Verando wasn't what I'd consider cruel, I had felt caged in a sense. Untrustable, a danger to us all, the idea of letting loose with one of the most important beings in my world was off-putting, to say the least.

Tilting my head back, I relish in the feeling of his tongue against my skin, shivering as I clutch him impossibly closer. My body screamed for him, my pulse skyrocketing as I attempt to tolerate the enclosed space coupled with the restriction of the sport style seats. The emergency brake clicks into place as he pulls it, locking the car in place. I bury my nose against the base of his neck, inhaling his scent as I place a kiss over one of the scars there. 

My hands reach up, unbuttoning the top few buttons of his shirt to gain better access to his neck. This would not do, I didn't have the patience for all of this foreplay and there wasn't nearly enough space. Firmly, I shove him back into his seat, almost undone by the look of rejection I'm met with. The light eyes question me, pained to think that once more I didn't want him. 

Quickly, I climb across the small space. "You're too tall." I respond, my voice rough as I undo my tie. Feeling the silky material in my hands, I can't keep the beginnings of a devious smirk off my lips. Once more, I find his lips, tracing his lower lip with my tongue as I invade his mouth. I knot my hands in his hair as he grips my arm, suggesting I climb into his lap. But, I was not for taking orders today. 

Wrapping my tie around his wrist, I break the kiss to smile against his lips. "We don't have a lot of time so I suggest you play along." My voice is heavy, almost not my own as I retract to meet his gaze. Capturing his other hand, I join his wrists together in a quick knot, ignoring the raised eyebrow as he inspects my handiwork. "Your suggestion of interrogation gave me an idea."

"Glad to see what you were really thinking about as you nearly murdered us on those back streets." He responds, shortly. In a quick motion, I shove his hands over his head and wrap the tie around the headrest. My favorite position to have him at my disposal. The image in my head reappears, I wet my lips at the sight of him as I fasten the knot firmly to ensure he wouldn't escape. I pull the lever, grinning like a cat over its prey as the chair drops back into a reclined position. 

He grunts at the impact, unable to hide his bewilderment or his excitement. "I always forget what a masochist you are." I sigh, trailing my finger down his chest with feather-light contact before resting over the strain in his pants with the tip of my index finger. I grasp him through his pants, appreciating the arch of his body at the sudden contact. He holds back nothing, a low moan leaving his lips that almost unseats me. 

Gripping his hair firmly in my free hand, I crush our lips together and kiss him so as to relieve the peak of my desperation. "You're not playing fair," I argue when I can think again, when I can breathe again. 

"Can you not feel how I want you?" He growls back, flexing his hips against my hand. My own breath comes out ragged, unable to think clearly I release his hair to travel down the plains of his body and find his belt. Frantic, my fingers work to release the object of my desire as I curse the creator of the well-fitted buttons and zippers. 

Finally, he springs free and I wrap my hand around his length with a quiet appreciation. "Tell me how badly you want me." I prompt him, running my fist up in one stroke. 

"Nic." He groans, straining against my bindings. "If I do recall, you said we were short on time."

That we were. I would have to save my fun for another day, I relish in the pleasure of considering another time when months ago I wouldn't have fathomed I'd ever have him bound before me again. Checking myself, I felt more in control today than I had in the entirety of my time as a reborn lycan.