Chapter Ten

 

 

 

David ended up showering alone, after all.

“I’m sure you can get me back for that later,” Zack told him with a smirk. “Meanwhile, I’m going to take care of the burgers, and you’d better go clean up.”

So he did. He shouldered the gym bag he’d dropped earlier then headed for the bathroom. He’d grabbed what he needed from his car before he’d left it at the house. It didn’t make sense to drive two blocks and risk catching unwanted attention.

He sighed in relief as he pulled his dirty clothes off. After a whole day of patching up holes in the walls and painting the kitchen, his muscles were sore, and the blow job he’d given Zack hadn’t helped. It was worth it, though, he thought with a smirk.

He ran the water as hot as he could stand it and let out a moan as the spray hit his shoulders and back. For a minute he just stood there, enjoying the water massage, then he thought of the guy outside the bathroom door and reached for a shower gel. The quicker he was done here, the faster he could get back to Zack.

 

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The burgers were amazing.

David swallowed the last bite as he reached out for his beer. “They’re really good.”

“I know,” Zack said with a chuckle. “You’ve told me that three times already.”

“Well, they are that good.”

“Noted.”

They grinned at each other across the table-slash-kitchen island and David wanted to reach out and grab Zack’s hand in his. He didn’t. Instead he straightened his left leg and nudged Zack’s foot as he sat back in his chair.

“Are you playing footsie with me?” Zack asked, but he dropped his legs to the sides, brushing his calf over the top of David’s foot.

“I don’t know. Is it working?”

Zack snorted. “I feel like I’m back in high school.”

“I didn’t do that in high school.” David wiggled his eyebrows. “But I did other things we could do.”

Something crossed Zack’s face like a shadow, here in one second and gone the next, but before David could ask, Zack shook his head and stood up.

“Leave your glory days in the past and let’s move to the couch. How about that?”

David had a retort ready about necking on the couch being most definitely a part of his high school history, but he let it go. Maybe Zack, being older and all, didn’t want to think about David being even younger than he was now, which was more than fine with him.

When they’d settled on the couch, close, but barely touching, Zack suggested a crime show David was vaguely familiar with. He agreed as he burrowed back into the couch cushions with a contented sigh. He was comfortable, full of good food, and he had a guy next to him whom he—

Uh-oh. He froze with his beer bottle half-way to his mouth. He lowered his hand and stared at the screen without really seeing anything.

A guy whom he was falling for. That was where his inner monologue was going. He didn’t really know what to do with that thought. The rational part of his mind—the one that sounded as if Charlie wrote its script—protested that it was too early to tell, that no one really fell that quickly. Like? Yes. Want? Yes. Hell, lust over? Sure. But fall in love?

How much time do you really need, though? the less-rational part jumped in. A week? Two? A month? Six months?

David glanced at Zack, who was focused on the screen. Whatever it was and however it felt, he shouldn’t get his hopes up too high—at least for now.

He made himself look at the TV. He was comfortable, well-fed, in good company, and there was a pretty big chance he’d be having sex later on. That was more than enough.

 

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“We’ll miss the part where they reveal the killer,” he told Zack, who was mouthing at his neck and pushing him onto his back, but David’s protest probably didn’t appear very convincing since his hands were under Zack’s T-shirt, roaming up and down his spine.

“The flight attendant did it,” Zack murmured against his ear, right as he ran his hand down David’s chest and stomach.

“What? Why?” David asked, suddenly distracted, but when Zack looked at him with a frown, he burst out laughing. “Sorry.” He pulled him against his body. “You’ll tell me later.”

Zack made a point of reaching for a remote and turning the TV off with a huff, and David had to bite his lip not to laugh at him again. The laughter turned into a sigh as Zack lifted David’s T-shirt up to his armpits and started to kiss and lick the exposed skin. When he flicked his tongue over David’s left nipple, David bucked his hips, but Zack’s body kept him down. He couldn’t do much more than run his hands over Zack’s shoulders and the back of his neck, occasionally slipping them into his hair. He tugged at the loose strands when Zack sucked his nipple into his mouth, but Zack’s only response was to latch on with his teeth, and that sent a full-body shudder through David.

He dropped his legs open even more and rested one foot on the floor. Suddenly Zack was covering most of his body, and David’s wolf preened.

“Let’s move this to the bed.” Zack pulled back and scrambled to his feet, and David had two seconds to feel the loss of warmth over his body before there was a hand right in front of his face. He clasped it and let himself be pulled up, but before he let Zack’s hand go, he brought it to his lips and brushed a kiss over his knuckles.

He took a step back then grabbed the hem of his shirt. He yanked it off quickly, then tossed it onto the couch. Looking straight at Zack, who didn’t take his gaze away from him, David shoved his jeans and boxers down until they were off, along with his socks. Still maintaining eye contact with Zack, he lobbed the pile of discarded clothing, and it landed on the couch as well. Then David stood completely naked right in front of Zack, who was still fully clothed. It made David’s cock harden even more, and Zack licked his lips as he glanced down.

David reached out to grasp Zack’s T-shirt, but Zack shook his head.

“Go lie down in the middle of the mattress, hands under your head. On your back,” he added and David smiled, pleased. He wanted to see Zack.

He crossed the room, trembling minutely, hyper-aware of being watched. Then he turned and lay down on his back, pushed the pillow under his head and shoved his hands between the pillow and the mattress, all without taking his gaze off Zack, who seemed content to stand there and watch him.

But watching wasn’t enough for David. He pushed one of his legs up and to the side, exposing himself more, and he would have been nervous about it if he weren’t so turned on, looking at Zack right now. Zack’s eyes flashed to his wolf eyes for a split second and the hands on his belt had claws. When David’s gaze met Zack’s again, he felt his own eyes flash too, and he tilted his head back, arching from the bed for more—more touch, more Zack, more everything.

He heard the sounds of clothes being pulled off, but he didn’t look, staring at the wall above the bed, feeling his body aching and tingling. Then the bed dipped, and a moment later Zack’s body was covering his and he let out a shaky exhale, pushing up and shamelessly rubbing himself against Zack. He forgot he was supposed to keep his hands under the pillow. He threw them around Zack’s shoulders to pull him closer and closer. He strained his head up and licked and nipped low on Zack’s neck, sucking a mark there, just like Zack was doing, right under David’s ear.

Everything seemed too hot, and their skin was slick with sweat, making it hard to grasp and hold on to anything. David might have let out a quiet whine, but then Zack’s mouth was there, swallowing every sound David made, and they kissed for so long that David’s lips felt numb when they finally parted.

“How soon can you get in me?” David asked, dragging fingers up Zack’s neck and into the hair at the back of his head.

“Not soon enough.” Zack slid down David’s body again, kissing and licking, and David tightened his grip on the sheets as he tried to catch his breath. Zack moved away for a moment to get the lube, then he was back, mouthing at David’s hip before moving down along his groin, licking and grazing with his teeth from time to time. He didn’t touch David’s cock at all. Instead he moved to suck another mark on the inside of his thigh while he used lubed fingers to find David’s hole.

There was no teasing like last night. Zack went right in and kept a fast pace, adding more fingers as soon as David breathed out, “More.” When Zack finally slid inside him, David let out a long moan as the hot sparks went off over his whole body.

Zack leaned over him, supporting himself on his elbows on both sides of David’s head. They locked eyes and everything outside of this, them, dropped out of focus. It seemed as if neither of them even blinked. They kept staring at each other the entire time, even as Zack started to push into him harder, even as David remembered how to move and pushed back against Zack’s thrusts. The air was so heavy with their scent that David could almost taste it.

His orgasm seemed to be building in waves, but he finally came right after Zack, spurting into almost non-existent space between their bodies. It took a while for him to dial down his senses from the high, and the contentment spread through him as he became aware Zack was nuzzling his neck.

After a couple of minutes, Zack slipped out of him before moving to the side. He stayed close, leaning over David, and ran his hand up and down David’s chest and stomach.

“Are you spreading my own jizz all over me?” David asked after a minute. He felt one corner of his mouth quirking up.

Zack shrugged. “I like your scent. I like how you wear both yours and mine.”

David nodded. He liked it, too. And they could both enjoy it for now.