by K. L. Hiers
“You should come work for the funeral home,” Ted teased, trying to lighten the mood as he took off his gloves. “Being able to snap somebody down a spiral staircase would make my life so much fuckin’ easier.”
Grell made the gloves disappear with a twitch of his nose and smiled, but it was clear his heart wasn’t in it.
“You okay?” Ted asked, reaching up to stroke Grell’s furry shoulder.
“I was thinking about what you said,” Grell said. “About putting something in the grave as a promise.”
“Yeah?” Ted stepped a little closer. “Did you think of somethin’?”
“I did,” Grell said, shifting into his human form. There was a small music box in his hands, and he held it close to his chest.
“That was Vael’s?” Ted was certain by the way Grell cradled it that it was special.
“Yes,” Grell replied, his brow furrowed.
“We can go right now if you want,” Ted offered. He suddenly worried that he had overstepped and amended, “Or you can just go by yourself, you know. I can stay here… watch Mire drip.”
“I’d like for you to come with me.” Grell looked up at Ted. “Please.”
“Yeah, totally.”
Ted followed Grell down into the pits to the empty slots. He didn’t know what to say, standing back as Grell reverently placed the music box in Vael’s empty crypt. Anything Ted could think of sounded so hollow and meaningless, and he figured Grell probably wouldn’t want to hear it anyway.
Much to his surprise, Grell suddenly turned around and embraced him, smothering his face into Ted’s broad chest. Ted held him tightly, kissing the top of his head. “Hey, I got you.”
“Thank you,” Grell said quietly. “For everything.”
“Thank you too,” Ted replied. “You know, for everything.”
“My pleasure.”
“So.” Ted shifted a little, rubbing his hands over Grell’s back. “Still got time for some of that hot primal sex before we go to court tonight?”
Grell laughed at that, peering up at Ted with a sly grin. “We’ve just buried two bodies, and I’ve laid a promise in my dead husband’s empty grave to find his bones, and you’re thinking about sex?”
“Uh,” Ted stammered, blushing immediately. “Yes?”
“Oh, how I adore you,” Grell growled, surging up to claim a passionate kiss.
Ted fell backward, half expecting to land on the stone floor. Instead, he found himself flat on his back in Grell’s bed and their lips still locked together.
Grell was kissing him harshly, nearly breaking skin when his teeth grazed Ted’s lower lip.
“Fuck,” Ted panted, sliding his hands through Grell’s hair and wrapping his legs around his waist. He was already getting hard, and he could feel Grell’s stiffening cocks pressing against his own.
They had taken their time before, but Grell didn’t seem like he wanted to wait. Neither did Ted, to be honest. He wanted Grell inside of him, and he wanted him now.
Ted was soon tearing at his own clothes, trying to get everything between them out of the way. He wanted skin on skin, the taste of Grell’s tongue, and he wanted to be stuffed completely full.
Grell was on the same page, making their clothing vanish with a quick snap and sliding his hands down Ted’s bare body. “By all the gods, you’re so beautiful.”
“Yeah?” Ted was learning to love how Grell could make him blush so easily, grinning up at him. “Probably look even more beautiful full of some dick. What do you think?”
“Beauty and brains,” Grell gushed. “How did I ever get so lucky?”
“Your son is an asshole,” Ted replied with a laugh.
“True,” Grell said wistfully, leaning in for a deep kiss. “Mmm, I’ll be sure to write him a very touching thank-you card when he returns.”
“I’ll sign it too!” Ted wrapped his arms around Grell’s neck, trying to use his grip to flip their positions. It was awkward, and Grell didn’t budge, leaving Ted to gripe, “Hey, come on, work with me here.”
“What are you trying to do?”
“Uh, trying to get on top?”
“Oh?” Grell grinned, rolling onto his back and pulling Ted on top of him. He smirked up at him, sliding his hands up his legs and grabbing his hips. “And now that you’re there, what are you planning to do?”
“I really do wanna ride you, you know,” Ted said with a bright smile, rolling his ass down and enjoying the little groans Grell made in reply. Being so much bigger than Grell was a little awkward, but Grell didn’t seem to mind at all. “This is good?”
“Oh, most definitely,” Grell agreed, one of his cocks magically slick as it pushed up against Ted’s hole. He squeezed Ted’s thighs, gazing at him hungrily. “Take whatever you want, love. I’m yours.”
“I’m takin’ it all,” Ted promised, grunting as the tip of Grell’s cock caught, and he began to lower himself down. He breathed through the stretch, willing his body to open up.
Grell wasn’t moving, staying still and letting Ted control the pace. He stroked Ted’s thighs, encouraging him, “There you go, love… just like that….”
Ted grunted, working a few more inches in before he had to stop and regroup. He lifted his hips, grinding back down on what he’d already taken. He moved slowly, not sure if Grell was even halfway in yet, but it still felt really good.
He was determined to take it all, groaning low as his ass stretched to accommodate Grell’s thick girth. He kept rolling his hips, tilting his head back and moaning in triumph as he finally sat flush in Grell’s lap, his cock fully seated inside of him.
“Perfect,” Grell praised, caressing Ted’s stomach and hips. His voice was strained, hoarse with lust, as he growled, “Absolutely perfect.”
Panting hard, Ted fucked himself down on Grell’s cock. He flexed his strong legs to power his slams, letting himself moan out loud with each thrust. There was no pain, only the hot tension of incredible pressure as he rode the king hard.
Grell arched his body up to force himself deeper, groaning pleasurably as Ted moved with him.
“Fuck, fuck!” Ted gasped, his hands pitching forward to brace himself on Grell’s chest. He had to slow down again, struggling to keep up the pace with Grell pushing into him like that. It felt like Grell was getting bigger, and he could barely stand it.
He shifted his weight, trying a new angle to keep moving. He was so full, so tight, but he didn’t want to stop. He planted his hips all the way down in Grell’s lap and started grinding, his legs soon trembling. “Ah, f-fuck… it’s so good… you feel so fuckin’ good….”
Grell sat up, grabbing on to Ted’s sides and pressing a searing kiss to his lips. “Just like that, love… nice and slow, there you go….”
Ted wrapped his arms around Grell’s neck, loving the new intimacy of this position. Their chests were pressed flush together, and Ted’s legs curled around Grell’s back as he pressed forward. “Mmph…. Grell….”
“Thiazi,” he urged, smothering hot kisses against Ted’s throat. “Call me Thiazi, love.”
“Mmm, Thiazi,” Ted murmured, groaning as Grell started to thrust up into him. He was bouncing in Grell’s lap, speared on his thick cock over and over, his head falling back as he let himself go completely. “Ohhh, fuck…. Thiazi!”
Grell held on to him tight, urging him down on his dick faster and faster, his strong hands keeping him right where he wanted him. It was hot, perfect, and Ted couldn’t stop moaning. He was too lost in the moment to be self-conscious about how vocal he was being. It was just too damn good, and he had to let it out.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck! Thiazi!” he cried, amazed at the strength behind Grell’s hips as he pounded up into him. “God, yes! Fuck! Right there, like that, just like that! You feel fuckin’ amazing! I love your fuckin’ cock, fuck!”
“Gonna come for me, love?” Grell growled fiercely, baring his teeth in a possessive snarl.
“Yes!” Ted moaned, already feeling the heat of his cli
max starting to creep over him. Grell was swelling inside of him, impossibly thicker and reaching new depths, and Ted couldn’t move. He gasped, frozen in place by the intense ache. “Fuck, fuck, oh, fuck!”
“I’ve got you,” Grell purred, taking over and rutting up into Ted with a new surge of energy. He lifted Ted’s legs and fucked up into him, thrusting so hard that the bed beneath them was shaking.
Clinging to Grell’s shoulders, Ted gritted his teeth and let out a howl of pleasure as he came. He was hot all over, and his thighs trembled as his cock pulsed between them. Every slam of Grell’s hips forced out another gush of come, and Ted couldn’t stop climaxing.
Even as Grell came inside of him and left him completely stuffed, Ted was still riding out the crest of an incredible orgasm. He went limp in Grell’s strong embrace, sobbing softly against his shoulder. The pleasure was bordering on painful, finally beginning to fade as Grell stilled his hips.
Grell rubbed Ted’s back, nuzzling into his hair and against his cheek. “Mmm, good, my love?”
“Mmmmm…,” Ted mumbled, unsure if he could even raise his head. He was exhausted and more than a bit sticky, but he was utterly and completely satisfied. “So good…. Mmph.”
“Very.” Grell kissed Ted’s neck. “Feel like we both needed that, eh? I know I did.” He gently eased Ted onto his back, setting him by the pillows and snuggling up against his side.
Ted fought to catch his breath, grinning blissfully as his normal motor functions started to come back on line. “Fuck… yeah. That was great. So fucking great.”
Grell beamed proudly, trailing his fingers down Ted’s chest. “Consider me subscribed, love. I’ve become very fond of doing naughty things to your body.”
Laughing, Ted rolled over to claim a kiss. “Mmm, I’m becomin’ very fond of you doin’ ’em to me.”
Grell held the kiss for a long moment. “I’ll have to go do some kingly things here soon. A new prosecutor needs to be appointed before the trial tonight.”
“And then what?” Ted asked quietly, a stone dropping down into his gut.
“We hold the trial at midnight, present Humble Visseract’s confession, they find you innocent, and then you’ll be cleared of all charges,” Grell said. “Free to do as you’d like.”
“And us?” Ted hated how easily his insecurities came creeping in, and his heart skipped several beats when Grell took hold of his hand.
“I’m hoping you’d like to stay here and keep doing me,” Grell said sincerely.
“Yeah?” Ted immediately perked up. “You’d let me stay here? With you?”
“Where else?” Grell smiled warmly. “I suppose if you want to return to Aeon, I could visit you there. Bright, horrible place that it is, I would go there to see you.”
“I don’t know….” Ted paused, trying to collect his thoughts. “I don’t know if I wanna go back.”
“Then don’t.”
“You’re not gonna try to tell me I should go back for my job? For my family?”
“Your job makes you miserable,” Grell said dryly. “Especially with your gift. It’s eating you up inside. Don’t even try to deny it. Fuck your job. And your family? Meh. We can always visit them if you’d like.”
“We?” Ted echoed shyly.
“Well, of course!” Grell smirked. “I’m very good with meeting parents, trust me. I’ve watched every romantic comedy made by man. I know just what to do. They’ll love me.”
Ted laughed at that, shaking his head. “Fuck, you’re ridiculous.”
“This and many other things,” Grell teased. He kissed Ted’s hand, adding, “I do mean it, love. About us being together. I want you to stay here in Xenon with me.”
“Yeah?” Ted gulped, his chest filling with a sudden warmth. “I could, uh, yeah, I could hang here for a little while. I would really, really like that.”
“Good,” Grell said, capturing Ted’s lips in another deep kiss.
Ted sighed, easily caught back up in Grell’s tongue and groaning when Grell crawled back on top of him. He didn’t have to go home to his lonely, depressing life. He could stay here, date a king, and be happy.
It was a dream come true.
Granted, he could have never dreamed up a king who had two cocks and a wicked libido to match, but he wasn’t complaining.
Especially when that second cock was slipping inside of him to start gently thrusting and promising the delivery of another mind-shattering orgasm.
Ted hugged Grell’s shoulders, trading heated kisses and breathless pants, spreading his legs wide. He moaned with every deep thrust, arching his body to meet Grell’s hips as he took him again to the edge of madness and pleasure.
He could be happy here, Ted knew. There were hardly any ghosts to bother him, no staircases to tangle with, and he had the undivided attention of an amazing man. Grell was funny, charming, and Ted simply couldn’t get enough of him.
Ted had never been so wanted or desired, and he didn’t want to ever lose this feeling. Not ever.
He wasn’t afraid of the future, knowing he would have Grell at his side. He still didn’t know who had brought him back from the dead or why, but none of that seemed to matter now. When he was in Grell’s arms, nothing else mattered.
Grell worshipped Ted’s body until he was falling apart again, working him through a divine orgasm and kissing all the sweet sounds out of his mouth. Ted moaned happily as Grell filled him again, rocking both of them through the shudders of their blissful ends until Ted was positively exhausted.
“Wow,” Ted breathed, stretching out on the bed with a big grin. “That was, uh, really good.”
“Yes, it was,” Grell agreed, panting quietly.
“Still gotta go do your kingly duties?” Ted asked, rolling on his side with a contented grunt.
“Meh,” Grell scoffed. “Everyone is probably busy tripping over themselves trying to figure out a way to profit from Visseract’s death. It can wait a little longer.”
“Just can’t stand to leave me, huh?” Ted teased smugly.
“Mm, keep thinking you might disappear if I let you out of my sight.” Grell reached out to pet Ted’s hair, lightly fluffing it with his fingers. “I’ll deal with those vultures later.”
“Can’t put it off forever.”
“Sure I can. I’m king!” Grell cackled, smooching Ted’s lips and sliding his hand down his hip. “I can do whatever I want, love.”
“Feels like you’re trying to do me again,” Ted said, groaning when Grell’s hand slipped between his cheeks and stroked his wet hole. “Yup, definitely feels like it.”
“Your suspicion is correct,” Grell said gleefully. “I think it’s time we talked about you taking both of my cocks… if you’re interested.”
“Both of them?” Ted’s face heated up. “As in, at the same time?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Oh fuck.”
“Oh yes.” Grell smiled wickedly. “I can promise you that it will be an intense pleasure beyond anything you can possibly imagine.”
“Yeah, uh, okay. Sign me the fuck up.” Ted pulled Grell into a greedy kiss, hooking his leg over his hips and ready to get going again.
“Pssst….”
“Huh?” Ted lifted his head, hearing a familiar little voice nearby. “Graham?”
“I’m sorry,” Graham whispered urgently. “I know you’re busy putting your mouth on your friend’s mouth, but….”
“Hey, it’s okay. One second.” Ted sat up, quickly pulling the blankets over him and Grell.
“Ah, your little friend came to say hello?” Grell huffed, sounding a bit annoyed.
“Yeah, sorry,” Ted said with a sheepish grin. He looked to the side of the bed and spied a familiar little shadow. “Hey, little buddy. What’s up?”
“Kunst won’t let me stay in the library,” Graham said sadly. “He says he’s too busy for me. Can I watch TV with you guys?” His shadow seemed to shrink in on itself. “Or are you busy too?”
“No, we�
��re not busy,” Ted promised, glancing back imploringly at Grell. “We can totally hang out and watch some cartoons or somethin’, right?”
“First time I’ve ever been cockblocked by a pint-sized ghost,” Grell mumbled under his breath. He cleared his throat, saying, “It’s fine. Really. How about we have a nice cuddle and we watch some nasty reality television before dinner?”
“It can’t be that nasty,” Ted said firmly, settling back down in Grell’s arms and resting his head on his chest. He smiled when he saw Graham’s shadow creeping up onto the bed behind him. “Got innocent eyes over here watching, remember.”
“Fine,” Grell fussed, snapping his fingers to rapidly flip through the channels. “Here, how about this? Big angry chef, small children cooking?”
“Yeah? What do you think, little buddy?” Ted asked. “Cool with you?”
“This is good,” Graham said eagerly. “I like this one!”
“Awesome,” Ted said, smiling as he cuddled in close. He looked up at Grell, quietly mouthing, “Thank you.”
“Eh, it’s no problem,” Grell replied casually, wrapping his arm around Ted. “It’s not like anyone’s ever died of blue balls before, right? Pretty sure they haven’t, anyway. Ah, well, you’ll just have to think of something to make it up to me, hmm?”
“Yeah, yeah.” Ted chuckled heartily, rolling his eyes. “I’ll get right on it.”
Ted couldn’t think of a more perfect way to spend the day. It was a seamless blend of his old life and the new, all of the people he cared about snuggled together here with him watching television. The pressure of the trial was lifted as his innocence was now secured, and he could finally relax. Even though he suspected this little adventure wasn’t quite over yet, he was content to enjoy this moment.
After all the insanity he’d struggled through over these past few days, Ted figured he was due a break.
Just a few moments of peace, quiet, and….
“Hey, Ted?” Graham sounded shy.
“What is it, little dude?”
“What’s ‘blue balls’?”
“Uh….”
Well, shit.
Chapter 13.