The Assistant || OffGun

Chapter 6

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Off's heart raced as he walked into his office and saw Gun standing in front of his office's large floor-to-ceiling window.

He looked downcast, his shoulders hunched and his skin paler than usual. Yet it was still the most beautiful thing Off had ever seen.

Gun needed time, time to get used to the idea that he had been claimed, but the wait nearly killed Off.

Fortunately, the wait was over. Gun had returned and he would never leave again, if Off had something to say about it.

"I don't understand this need I have to be near you, Off." Gun spoke so softly that even with his sharper ear, it had been hard for Off to hear him. "I'm confused and scared and I want to know why I can't stop thinking about you."

Off came up behind him, hesitantly wrapped his arms gently around Gun and gently pulled him closer until the man leaned into him.

He leaned in and inhaled the sweet smell of Gun, feeling instantly dizzy.

"You're my Rajaaka," Off murmured against Gun's neck as he rubbed his face against him. "You're linked to me forever."

"S ... am I a vampire?"

"No, Rajaaka. You have to be born a vampire. You cannot become one."

"But you are a vampire, aren't you?"

"Yes." Off couldn't lie to Gun, though he could feel the small shiver of fear run through the man's body. "I'm a vampire, but I would never hurt you. You are my Rajaaka. I am incapable of hurting you."

"What does... Rajaaka mean?" Gun muttered as he rested his head on Off's shoulder. "You keep using that word."

"I already told you, it means mine."

"Yes but... Oh my!"

A hand from Off caressed Gun's back and down into his pants. With a flick of his wrist he managed to push himself under the waistband of his pants. He wasn't surprised to find a rock hard member.

Being recently claimed, Gun would feel the need to mate with his partner often.

Off ran his tongue over the bite mark on Gun's neck as his hand wrapped around the man's hard member and stroked it gently. He heard Gun moan, feeling his trembling and his sharp breathing.

"Off, please."

"Petjya." Off corrected, repeating the words he said the first time they were together. "I want to hear you say Petjya."

"I need ... I need to know ..."

"I know what you need, Rajaaka." Off quickly caressed Gun's member. "I will take care of you."

When Off licked the side of Gun's neck, his teeth gently scraping the man's skin, Gun seemed to melt into him.

Off knew that his arm around Gun's waist was the only thing keeping him from falling to the ground.