Is it getting hot in here? Oh Chayne, you’re in trouble
Warning: Flirty, teasing, sexual images
“Rumor has it, I make you nervous.” Than cocked a grin at Chayne.
“No.” Wow that sounded convincing.
Thanatos chuckled and Chayne couldn’t tell if more blood went to his face or his groin. He just sounded so good, that deep voice like leather and gasoline.
“So, why do I freak you out so much. Not familiar with demon, huh?” Than pulled up a chair in Ciaran’s kitchen and put his feet up on the table. Then, as if he knew what he was doing to him, Than folded his arms behind his head, elbows wide and muscles flexing.
Dear lord, if Chayne’s heart could beat out of his chest it was going to, which would be a shame considering it was brand new.
“I guess not no. I just came her to reconnect with family, after my… well yeah to see family.” He sounded like a flustered idiot mostly because he was a flustered idiot.
“So, the getting shot and popping up like a daisy thing was probably a little weird for you.” The way Than said the word popped had Chayne imagine something so wrong. Something involved yummy parts popping out of his mouth. Oh jesus baby christ.
“It was.” Well, he wasn’t lying. Seeing the demon get shot in the chest and then wake up a few seconds later not only totally alive but unharmed was strange to say the least. He was still wearing that shirt too, a bit of blood showing on the black fabric around the hole.
Than must have seen him look at it, “Oh right. I never did change.”
And the fucker made everything like a million times worse. He took off his shirt.
Chayne was instantly hard looking at the sculpted masterpiece that was Than’s torso. His skin was a beautiful golden color and as the shirt left his head, Than’s black hair ruffled around his face. There were some things Chayne always wanted to taste, gelato from Italy, Mexican hot chocolate in Mexico, now Than was on that list and Chayne had a feeling he’d be so much sweeter, so much richer, than any of the others.
“You alright there? You’re staring.”
Oh fuck.
“Sorry, yeah. I’m fine. Just you know, you were shot.” And you look like you were carved from marble by nymphomaniac angles.
“Ah no need to worry, I’m good. Might be without a shirt for a bit.”
Than turned away for a moment to hang said shirt on the chair, and Chayne could swear he heard him say, “but you’ll keep me warm, won’t you.” Even if he hadn’t, it was too late. He was already imagining the feeling of Than burying himself deep inside him and riding out the sensation for hours.
He was straining behind his fly and Than was just sitting casually in the fucking chair again, with his arms folded behind his head again. This demon’s gonna be the death of me.
“Could you, I’m mean really… like put a shirt on.” Chayne stumbled over the words far more than he thought possible.
This was absolutely not how he thought his day was going to go. Wake up, have coffee, look up long lost sibling. Yup, no where on that list was meet a hot demon who you desperately want to fuck. Ugh.
“Well I could, but I don’t have one. That’s my only shirt.”
“Your only shirt? You can’t be serious?”
“I travel light.”
Than stared at him intently, his deep, almost black eyes sparkling with what Chanye could only assume was mischief and danger. He squirmed despite himself and looked away as he attempted to adjust the erection that was fighting for some air time.
“DO YOU NOT LIKE WHEN I LOOK AT YOU LIKE THAT?”
“What?” Chayne quickly snapped his eyes to Than’s. Was he actually flirting? Or, was Chayne only wishing he was? What were the chances this guy was gay too?
“You’re a little red. Are you hot?” Than was doing it again, making that face with his crooked grin and dark eyes slightly hooded.
“I’m…”
He really didn’t know what to say. The truth was Chayne was on fire. He was bursting into flames under that powerful stare and all he could think about was tracing the side of Than’s neck with his tongue, tasting him as he licked his way down to his waist. Enjoying let him inside himself in every possible sense. To feel the two of them rock each other into sheer bliss.
There was no way this didn’t show on his face.
Than moved closer to him, that smell of leather and fuel getting stronger. He stopped only inches away from his face, their lips so close all Chayne would have to do is lean forward slightly to kiss him.
“You know, I can think of a few ways to burn off some of that excess heat.” Than smiled, and oh that smile.
“But maybe you’re not ready for that,” He backed up, left Chayne hanging in the air Than had just filled, “After all, I am a demon. Who know what I might do.”
Chayne had a feeling he knew exactly what Than would do, and he wanted it. Right there, right now.
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“Oh geez, well umm Than’s really the singer but he’s too self-conscious to volunteer that. I mean if you play some Jazz, I’ll have to join it. I’m from New Orleans, it’s legally required.”
