He looked up, waiting to see if the bulb was going to go out. When the buzzing stopped and the light burned steady again, Danny shrugged and went back to reading. He raised his hand, ready to turn to the next page, when suddenly the air became charged with electricity. His arm tingled and he looked down. The hair was standing up, his skin pebbled with goose flesh. He’d felt this before, the night Blaze had rescued him from the Red Vests. Danny wasn’t worried it was someone that wasn’t supposed to be there causing this reaction. It had to be Jordan, otherwise a dozen alarms would have sounded.
Danny sat there watching the door, book forgotten in his lap as he waited. The elevator chimed, and with its arrival, the lights in the hall began blinking on and off. Anticipation had his heart pounding in his throat. A moment later, Jordan strode into the room, his chin down, moving with determined purpose.
Danny gasped at his appearance. He was naked, having geared down in the lair as he usually did. But power crackled all over him, electric sparks shooting off his skin to disappear into thin air. Even his eyes glowed with it. The irises and pupils were gone, replaced by a solid electric blue that beamed as bright as a bolt of summer lightning.
“Jordan! What happened?” He started to throw the covers back and jump out of bed but Jordan stopped him with a raised hand.
“Don’t get up! Don’t come near me. I just wanted to see for myself that you were okay.”
A frown scrunched Danny’s brows together. “I’m fine. Nothing happened while you were gone.” He hesitated, then ignoring Jordan’s warning, pushed the covers off and slid out of bed.
Jordan retreated several steps until he was back in the hallway. “Stay back. I don’t want to accidentally hurt you while I’m like this.”
Danny slowly continued his progress. “You won’t hurt me.” When he reached Jordan, he raised a hand and let it hover over his chest. “Remember the night I found out you were Blaze? You told me you would never hurt me. I believed it then. I believe it now.” He let his hand settle on heated skin. The power still sparked all over him but it didn’t hurt Danny.
“See?” He slid his hand up to curl around the back of Jordan’s neck. “Kiss me.”
Jordan stared down at him with those glowing eyes. A muscle clenched in his jaw once, twice.
“Kiss me,” Danny said again.
Jordan lowered his head, stopping right before their lips touched.
Danny waited, letting his powerful boyfriend see that he wasn’t afraid to be close when he was like this. When they finally kissed, a shiver of sparkling sensation ran through him. Everywhere Jordan’s hands made contact with his skin, electricity tingled. The touch had an edge of danger, but he trusted it wouldn’t harm him.
Wanting more of that feeling on his flesh, he tore his lips away to pull off his t-shirt. But that wasn’t enough. He wanted naked skin on skin from head to toe. Jordan helped, shoving his hand into Danny’s pajama bottoms to push them off his hips.
Naked, Danny dove back into his arms, gasping at the intensity of the sensual voltage buzzing all over him, everywhere his skin touched his lover’s. They kissed furiously, stumbling back into the bedroom, heading for the king size mattress. But Danny didn’t want to separate — not even for the brief moment it would take to fall onto the bed. He clung to Jordan, keeping his body pressed tight against him. Jordan kept moving and they ended up against the floor to ceiling window.
Jordan eased back from their kiss. Danny tried to pull him close again, so drunk on passion he didn’t understand why he would stop. But Jordan stayed his hand.
“I want to come inside you tonight. Do you understand what I’m saying?”
Danny licked his tongue over his lip, savoring the electric buzz from their kisses. The request surprised him but he was one hundred percent on board. “Yes.” He turned around, slowly, and placed his palms flat on the window. Arching his back, he raised his ass, offering himself to his lover. “I want that too,” he said over his shoulder.
Time hung suspended as Jordan stared at him, his eyes somehow even brighter. He moved and Danny assumed he was going to get the lube. But he dropped to his knees and cupped Danny’s ass. Jordan kneaded him for a second then spread his cheeks apart. Danny gasped when he licked his hole. To his pleased surprise, the sweet buzz of electricity was still on his tongue. It tickled and vibrated against the sensitive skin of his entrance. And when he pushed his tongue inside...
“Oh my God. Oh, my fucking God!” Danny’s toes curled in the carpet. His thighs trembled. His cock ached, pre-cum flowing from the tip. It went on too long and not long enough and he enjoyed every second. The licks and tongue swirls pushed Danny ever closer to climax. Until he stopped, leaving Danny gasping on the edge.
Jordan surged back to his feet. Without a word, he reached over and yanked open the nightstand drawer for the lube. Danny waited, his body still pulsing with the urge to come. Jordan pumped the bottle and then came the wet sound of his lover covering his shaft in lube. He put his lips to Danny’s ear as he slipped his cock up and down between Danny’s ass cheeks.
“You still want this?” he asked in a dark, husky whisper.
For his answer, Danny reached back with one hand and spread himself open again.
Jordan groaned. He pushed inside, nothing between them, his cock slick and hot and hard. And tonight, he didn’t wait, or tease. He gripped Danny’s hips and immediately began fucking into him.
Danny moaned, the side of his face pressed to the cool glass, his breath steaming the window in little puffs as his lover sank his thick cock into him again and again.
“I want you, Danny,” Jordan rasped, his voice rough with passion.
Danny shoved his hips back to meet his lover’s gliding thrusts. “You have me.”
“I want more than that. I want you to be mine. I want to claim you. I want my mark — my collar- on your neck so everyone knows who you belong to,” he said, punctuating each statement with a deep thrust.
Danny shivered at the possessive growls in his ear. He didn’t know what to say to let Jordan know that he wanted all of those things too. So, he took one hand off the window, grasped Jordan’s hand and raised it to his neck. He tilted his head back, giving Jordan room to wrap his fingers around his exposed throat. “I’m yours,” he whispered.
The growl Jordan let out was primal, animalistic. It vibrated against Danny’s back and he shivered in response.
“You are mine!”
Danny could only nod as he stood there, completely at Jordan’s mercy, taking everything he had to give. Jordan began moving even faster, his fingers tightening on Danny’s hips.
“Gonna come. Gonna fill you up.”
“Yes! Please!” Danny cried out. He would die if he didn’t feel Jordan come inside him.
“Not until you come, angel,” Jordan said as he reached down to take control of Danny’s swaying cock.
As Jordan stroked him, Danny wanted to come, but his brain chose that moment to remember he was pressed up against the glass and would make a mess on it if he came. “The window I-.”
“Come!”
Jordan roared the command and Danny helplessly obeyed. He came so hard his vision whited out, narrowing to pinpoints before he closed his eyes. In that moment, he didn’t need or want to see. He only wanted to focus on the powerful orgasm surging through his body.
It was so intense, so electric, he felt as if he’d grabbed hold of a lightning bolt. For one gloriously prolonged moment, he experienced Jordan’s power not only on his skin but beneath it — making his blood sing.
When the surge of pleasure faded, he went limp. He would have collapsed to the floor except Jordan had both arms wrapped around him now, holding him up.
“My turn.”
The silky promise preceded the start of hard, rapid fire thrusts. Held against Jordan’s body, feet dangling in the air, Danny rode out the storm of Jordan’s thundering release. Danny watched their reflection in the glass as their bodies clapped together. Jordan’s ey
es glowed above him, until he let them drift closed, his head dropping back on his shoulders as he came. His release flooded into Danny in waves of liquid heat.
“So hot,” he moaned.
Jordan’s breathing was harsh and loud in the quiet room, his hold on Danny steady as his cock throbbed and pulsed inside him. Danny squeezed his inner muscles tight and Jordan cursed, grinding hard against his ass.
“Fuck!”
Danny was content to bask in the afterglow while Jordan shuddered his way through the end of his climax. Finally, Jordan set him back on his feet but didn’t move any further. He breathed into the crook of Danny’s neck, still holding him close.
“Don’t want to pull out of you.”
Danny stirred enough to reach behind him to cup his lover’s jaw. “Then don’t.”
Jordan gave a husky laugh before kissing his shoulder.
“Have to get you to the bed.”
“Oh, yeah. Forgot about that.” Danny held still as Jordan carefully withdrew. On instinct he clenched, trying to keep everything Jordan had given him inside. Together they took the few steps to the bed, moving Danny’s abandoned comic aside before they lay down.
Once they were under the covers, Jordan spooned up behind him. They were both warm, sweaty, and sticky from sex but it felt good to lay together like this.
“Are you okay?”
Danny made a soft noise of contentment. “Right as rain.”
“Good.” He kissed Danny’s shoulder. “I was worried I hurt you.”
Danny grasped Jordan’s hand, lacing their fingers together. Jordan’s power had receded some but sparks still glowed over his skin. Yet not a single one hurt Danny. It was as if he was in a protective bubble. Or so close to Jordan that the power saw Danny as part of him. He liked that idea and shared it with his lover.
Jordan’s eyebrows raised above still glowing eyes — although it was only the irises that were electric blue now.
“A part of me? I like that.”
He turned Danny onto his back and leaned down to brush their lips together.
They stayed like that for a while, gently kissing, talking, and caressing each other. But soon, Jordan’s cock hardened, pressing against Danny’s thigh. Danny let his hand drift down to brush over the rigid shaft.
Jordan sucked in a breath and kissed Danny with renewed fire. He pulled back, whispering into the space between their kiss.
“I need to be inside you again.”
“I need that too,” Danny whispered back.
After tossing the covers aside, Jordan slid on top of him.
“My sweet angel. Are you sure?”
“As long as you go easy.”
“I will.”
He reached once more for the lube and slicked himself up. Then he pushed inside slowly, giving Danny all the time he needed to adjust.
When he was all the way in, Danny sighed. He loved this connection and delighted in soothing his man by inviting him into his body. Jordan began moving, slow and easy like he’d promised. Danny curled his hips up to meet him, and they gazed into each other’s eyes as they moved together.
“Your eyes are beautiful. The irises are still glowing blue.”
“It’s not creepy?”
“Nothing about you is creepy.”
He ran his hands up Jordan’s arms, gliding over muscles taut from the effort of holding him up. Danny felt safe and protected beneath the wide shoulders. Nothing could get to him past his lover’s strength. Danny gasped as Jordan suddenly changed positions. He went up on his knees, tugging Danny down to lay with his ass in his lap, thighs draped over his hips. The new position gave Jordan more control, which Danny loved, especially when his cock stroked over that sensitive place inside him.
“Love how small you are.” He wrapped both big hands around Danny’s waist, thumbs nearly meeting in the middle as they stroked over the flat plane of his belly. “So tiny I worry I’ll break you.”
Danny smiled at his lover with quiet fondness. “I won’t break.”
“I know you won’t. But I still want to protect you and keep you safe.”
Hearing his own thoughts echoed in Jordan’s words made warmth bloom in his chest. “You’ll always keep me safe,” he said with complete trust.
Jordan closed his eyes for a moment. When he opened them, his eyes were completely back to normal, and as Danny watched, the last sparks of electricity around him faded away.
“You always make me feel so good.”
With a fantastic display of flexing muscles, Jordan cupped his ass and scooped him up. Danny wrapped his legs around Jordan’s waist and his arms around his shoulders, holding on as Jordan worked his hips, rocking into him. Danny slipped one hand between them so he could stroke his cock.
“Come with me this time.”
Danny nodded. He continued stroking himself, timing his movements to match Jordan’s. They gasped and moaned, holding tightly to each other as their bodies strained, reaching for climax. He pressed a kiss to Jordan’s sweat-slick shoulder as they fell over the edge together. This release was different from the first, a deep all-encompassing wave that rolled through him in gentle swells. It appeared to be the same for Jordan, as his groan was more of a quiet, rumbling sigh.
After the swells of pleasure faded away, Jordan eased him back onto the mattress and moved to lay beside him. Danny lay there panting. When he finally caught his breath, he laughed at a memory from not too long ago.
“What?”
“Back before I knew you were Blaze, I hadn’t admitted to myself that I was infatuated with the mysterious leather hero. And I hated on the imaginary sex I assumed you had with other superheroes. I thought you guys broke beds and busted down buildings with your superpowered orgasms.”
“If we blew up buildings every time we came, eventually we’d run out of places to have sex.”
Danny laughed again. “Now you’re just bragging.” He shifted as he felt sticky wetness on his butt. It was a new sensation for him.
“Sore?”
“No. Just uh... really wet.”
“Mmmm... Come here.”
Jordan pulled him over to lay with his head pillowed on his wide chest. He reached down to caress Danny’s ass, the pads of his fingers slipping through the mess he’d caused.
“I can’t believe you let me come inside you.” He spoke in an awed, hushed tone, as if Danny had given him a great gift.
“I’m glad I did.” Danny ducked his head, shyly smiling at his admission. “I loved it.”
“Me too.”
The tender look Jordan gave him made Danny’s heart pound with such force he was sure the other man would hear it. It almost seemed as if Jordan meant something more, especially when he tipped his chin up to give him a kiss that was just as tender as his expression.
They lay there for a long time, lazily kissing, Jordan’s fingers patting him dry. Danny let his eyes drift closed even as Jordan pressed closer, his cock growing hard against Danny’s thigh for a third time. Although he’d be down for a round of non-penetrative humping to give his ass a break, he knew there was no way he’d stay awake for it. He pulled back, stifling a yawn. “Jordan, I don’t have super stamina. I’m gonna fall asleep.”
“I’m sorry, baby.”
Jordan started to put distance between their bodies but Danny stopped him. Turning over, he lay with his back to Jordan’s front. He wiggled his hips to get into the position he wanted, with Jordan’s half-hard cock between his thighs. “If you need to go again you can do it like this.”
Jordan went still behind him. “Are you sure?”
“I’m sure. Consensual somnophilia is a thing, right? Go for it.” Honestly, the thought of Jordan fucking his thighs while he drowsed was hot. If he wasn’t exhausted, he might have gotten aroused again.
“You are so perfect,” he said as he dropped a kiss on Danny’s shoulder. “Get some rest.”
Danny nodded, happy to comply. He fell asleep, surrounded by the warmth of Jordan’s bo
dy.
He woke once, to a hint of gray light at the windows and Jordan slowly thrusting between his thighs, slippery with lube. He pressed a kiss to Danny’s nape, muffling a moan. Danny floated in that half-awake state, a tingle of arousal low in his belly but too sleepy and content to wake fully and join in. He faded back into sleep just as Jordan spilled hot on the inside of his thigh.
Chapter Twenty
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he next morning, Danny woke to a room filled with sunshine and absent the buzz of electricity. Jordan was already up and dressed. He sat on the side of the bed, softly speaking into his cell phone.
“Both plain and everything. Make sure there’s plenty of cream cheese. Yes, the extra charge is fine. And two fruit bowls.”
“And bacon,” Danny said hoarsely. After all the moaning and yelling last night, he wasn’t surprised that he’d woken with a sore throat.
Jordan whipped around at the sound of Danny’s voice. “Add bacon to that, please. Thank you.” He ended the call and put the cell on the nightstand. “Good morning.”
Danny sat up and leaned back against the headboard, pulling the sheet up to his waist. “Good morning.”
“I was going to wake you up after I got off the phone. I ran you a hot bath.”
“A hot bath sounds amazing. I’m crusty as fu-. Eeek!” He cut off with a startled squeak when Jordan scooped him up from the bed — still covered in the sheet — and set off across the wide expanse of the bedroom. Danny enjoyed being carried by his boyfriend but couldn’t resist teasing him. “I can walk you know. You didn’t put it on me that good.”
Jordan looked down at him with an expression too serious to match Danny’s teasing mood.
“I’m carrying you because I want to carry you.”
In the bathroom, the light was already on, tendrils of steam rose from the full bath, and dry towels were neatly stacked next to the tub. Jordan set him on his feet and pulled the sheet away from his nude body, letting it drop on the floor. When Danny moved to step into the big spa tub, he winced at the twinge in his thighs and other places. “Okay, maybe you did put it on me that good.” Murmuring apologies, Jordan picked him up again and lowered him into the steaming bath. Danny hissed at the first touch of the hot water on his skin.
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