Flight of Fancy

by Harte, Marie

  Mike groaned as Gavin worked him, and those rosy lips hugging a darker cock aroused Aidan all over again. While he watched Gavin sucking off his friend, Aidan noted how he clenched his hands by his side, how he humped the air behind the bench, eager to fuck.

  Gavin could protest all he wanted, but he liked this. Not that Aidan could blame him. Mike had a hell of a body. His cock was a thing of beauty, but not better than Gavin’s, in Aidan’s opinion.

  He let his boy pleasure Mike and circled behind him. Taking a tube of lube out of the nearby dresser, he greased up two fingers. When he touched Gavin’s lower back, Gavin started, but he didn’t stop blowing Mike.

  “God, he sucks like a dream.” Mike groaned. “Where you been hiding, boy? I could use a cocksucker like you in my club.”

  Just what Aidan didn’t need to hear. As far as Mike knew, tonight was all about playing with Aidan’s new sub, nothing more serious than some fun in group dynamics.

  “Fuck, I need to come.”

  “Hold it. Not yet,” Aidan ordered.

  Mike grimaced but nodded, and Aidan squeezed the lube over his fingers. He parted Gavin’s ass cheeks and rimmed his hole with a finger, loving the shudders and moans Gavin made, his mouth stuffed full with Mike. Aidan inched his finger inside, then added a second. He took his time stretching Gavin, preparing him for something bigger.

  Despite the vast amount of sex they’d had the last few days, Gavin remained tight. He wasn’t used to so much activity, and Aidan had to force himself to stop being so damn happy about that fact. A more experienced sub would be easier to train. Aidan would feel more confident with a man who knew the score, so that when they played games around Kerr, he wouldn’t worry so much. But instead he couldn’t stop reveling in being Gavin’s only lover right now. Hence the need for Mike.

  Mike was breathing hard, his face a study in agony. “Fuck, Aidan. I’m gonna come if he doesn’t ease off.”

  “Boy, release Mike’s cock.”

  Gavin eased off and licked his lips.

  “Put on a condom, Mike.” He watched Mike grab one from a stash in the dresser and handed his buddy the lube. “Grease up.” He turned to Gavin. “Watch him. See how big you made him? Now that poker is going in your ass. And while he fucks you, you’re going to know I’m watching you. Every expression, every thought in that head. I’m going to know what you’re feeling.”

  Gavin’s forehead was covered in sweat.

  “But first you need some attention. Straighten up.”

  Gavin rose unsteadily but caught his balance. His cock was beautiful. Flushed, engorged, and wet.

  “You look tasty. I bet you’d like to come.”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “Wrong answer.”

  Gavin blinked. “Sir?”

  “Mike?”

  Mike shook his head and positioned himself behind Gavin. “You want only to make your Master happy. If it pleases him. All of your answers should be, ‘If it pleases you, Sir.’” He smacked Gavin on the ass. “Got it?”

  “Y-yes, Sir.”

  “Good boy.” Mike rubbed his flank. “Nice marks. He holds it well. I see a bit of bruising here.”

  “I know.” But Aidan was more curious about Gavin’s pert nipples than his ass right then. He moved the bench out of the way and leaned forward to take Gavin’s nipple between his teeth. Gavin’s reaction pleased him.

  His boy groaned and stood up on tiptoe while Aidan worried the hard nub. Then Aidan sucked hard and pinched his other nipple.

  “Please, Sir,” Gavin rasped. “You have to stop.”

  “Why?”

  “I’m going to come.”

  “Nice. Sensitive there, eh?” Mike grinned and rubbed more lube over himself. “I bet he’d look so pretty with clamps.”

  Aidan agreed. “A cock ring too. You said you’ve tried the clamps before, yes?” he asked Gavin.

  Gavin nodded.

  “What?”

  “Yes, Sir.” His husky voice and pearling cock spoke for him.

  So fucking beautiful. “Stand tall. I’m going to dress you up.” Aidan found a pair of gold clamps attached by a thin chain that he’d set out earlier. He sucked Gavin’s nipple, then fastened the clip on using a lighter tension. Gavin’s hiss of pleasure and rocking pelvis were too much for Mike.

  “Christ. Let me get inside him.”

  Aidan shook his head. “Not yet.” He applied the other clip and gave the chain a tug.

  A small spurt of precum jetted from Gavin’s tip. Aidan leaned down to lick it off, and Gavin begged him for mercy.

  “How pretty. He’s so polite.” Mike hugged Gavin, rubbing against his ass, and Gavin leaned his head back, his mouth parted on another moan.

  Aidan heard his mental cries for release. The clamps were his key. The man had a major sensitivity about his chest.

  “Take him, Mike. Not too hard. He’s tight.” And he’s mine. But just for the mission. “Lean over and grab on to me, boy. Hold me while Mike fucks you. At no time are you allowed to look away from my eyes.”

  Gavin swallowed hard. “Yes, S-sir.”

  Aidan watched as a good Dom should, taking note of his sub’s expressions. Mike’s intrusion hurt, because Gavin winced. But Mike obeyed. He slowly inched into Gavin’s ass, his own forehead wrinkled with concentration as he did his best to be careful.

  “You feel full?” Aidan asked Gavin.

  “Yes, Sir. Oh God. Yes.”

  Aidan grinned. Gavin’s soft breaths warmed his chest, and the unfocused glaze in his eyes gave Aidan more joy than he’d imagined he might receive. Watching Gavin take his pleasure made all of this right. A good boy, Gavin did exactly as ordered. He stared at Aidan while Mike took him.

  The jerky motions of his body, the sway of the gold chain between his nipples, his parted lips and little moans—all of it signaled he’d reached his end. And not once had he come, though Aidan could hear how much he struggled against it.

  “Come hard, Mike.” Aidan watched Mike fuck Gavin with a greater zeal, and knowing how much Gavin needed it, he initiated deeper contact. He tilted Gavin’s chin up. “Kiss me, baby,” he murmured, and nearly lost it when Gavin yanked him closer and kissed him with so much passion, Aidan was surprised they didn’t combust.

  Mike swore and groaned, pumping inside Gavin like crazy. Gavin thrust his tongue inside Aidan, practically raping his mouth as he did his best not to come. Aidan loved his desperation, saw that he’d pushed Gavin as hard as he could go, and prodded him to release. He tugged at Gavin’s chain and nipped his way to Gavin’s ear. “Come, boy. All over your Master.” Aidan slid his hand over Gavin’s cock and squeezed.

  Gavin cried out and came like a waterfall. Jets of seed hit Aidan’s belly while Gavin moaned his name over and over.

  Mike just stood behind him, lost in climax. His hands tightly gripped Gavin’s waist, his entire body locked into the delightful sub who had finally followed orders.

  “You make me happy, boy,” Aidan murmured as he allowed Gavin to come down.

  He shared a grin with Mike. But when he looked down at Gavin, he didn’t expect to see tears, or that they’d get to him in a place he’d thought long dead.

  Chapter Seven

  Gavin felt like a complete pussy, but he couldn’t stop himself. Coming so hard after being that aroused hurt, but not as much as accepting how much he cared for Aidan. He knew he shouldn’t be acting this way, but he couldn’t stop himself. The clamps, another man fucking him while Aidan watched, and then having Aidan call him baby—it all reminded him that Aidan could be his if only the big man would take a chance.

  Not the best time for matters of the heart to come crashing down, but hell, when was a good time? They were getting more and more dangerous jobs, thanks to Stallbridge. And who knew if their mission would be a success, or if one of them would die trying to succeed? Gavin couldn’t imagine being without Aidan by his side, and he had a terrible feeling if he didn’t fetch that book back, he’d be on a one-way trip o
ut of Bend.

  Oddly enough, he had a feeling Aidan wanted the same thing: a connection with Gavin that would continue past this mission.

  He’d seen Aidan looking at him when he didn’t think Gavin was watching. He’d felt the subtle pets, the gentle strokes over his heart that pierced his soul. Aidan could read minds, but he refused to read emotions. Kitty had nailed it.

  The thing was, Gavin had liked being handled by another man while Aidan watched. But only because Aidan watched. As much as Aidan pretended not to care, he’d looked way too possessive, even for a man only supposed to be a pretend Master.

  Aidan scowled, and Gavin didn’t bother hiding his thoughts. You want me more than you like.

  “More than is healthy,” Aidan corrected in a growl.

  Mike slowly withdrew from Gavin’s ass, and Gavin shivered, sensitive and still coming down off his endorphin rush.

  “Give us a few minutes, Mike.”

  Mike nodded at Aidan. “I’ll go clean up and be back in five.”

  They waited in silence until Mike left. His footsteps sounded loud going up the stairs.

  “You’re not playing your part.” Aidan crossed his arms over his chest.

  To Gavin’s delight, his lover’s cock was more than hard again. And some of it was covered in Gavin’s semen. “Sure I am. I’m a defiant sub who needs his Master’s discipline.” He smiled at Aidan, aware that every time he did, an almost hunted expression crept over the blond’s face.

  Just like it did now. Gavin caught a glimpse of the man he wanted to belong to. Aidan wanted him, but he didn’t know how to admit or accept it. Gavin might be a PWP screwup, but he knew human emotion. Sitting on the sidelines ensured he’d seen it all. And Kitty’s input helped him understand why his lover refused to bend.

  “You do need discipline,” Aidan muttered and ran a hand through his blond hair. “What’s with the tears?” Even as he growled the question, he wiped Gavin’s cheeks, the touch soothing and soft.

  “I don’t know. You tell me.”

  Aidan huffed out a breath. “It’s not like Mike pounded you into subspace. You shouldn’t be experiencing such a big release.”

  “You’re not reading my mind.”

  “Sex is an intimacy that should tell me what I need to know. I’ve been reading your body. I’m trying not to read your mind, because when we’re in California, I’ll be focused on the bad guys. You need to be on my same page. I can’t worry about you when we’re there.”

  “But you will.”

  Aidan flushed—the first time Gavin could recall seeing the man turn red. “I will not.”

  Aidan cared, though he didn’t want to. But that was enough to satisfy Gavin. “I’m sorry I cried.”

  “So am I.” Aidan looked torn, but then he leaned close and kissed Gavin. The comforting gesture filled that void in Gavin’s heart, and he wanted to cry all over again, ecstatic because Aidan couldn’t help himself. He jerked when his leg chains tightened around his ankles.

  “Shit. You can’t be doing that tomorrow.” Aidan was suddenly eye level, and Gavin realized he’d levitated.

  “Sorry. I promise I won’t do it tomorrow. This sex and bondage stuff is tiring, you know?”

  Aidan laughed. “Yeah, especially when you have to train a bratty, sexy new boy.” His grin left him. “Mike didn’t hurt you.” Not a question, but Aidan paused, as if needing an answer.

  “No.”

  “He likes you. He came hard up your ass.”

  Gavin shrugged. “Yeah, and he sucked your cock and looked more than happy doing it.”

  They regarded each other with frowns.

  Aidan took the cowardly way out. “You should be calling me Sir.”

  “And you shouldn’t be so jealous.” Gavin wanted to shout with happiness when Aidan colored. Again. “I’m attracted to him. But you’re the one I want to go down on. You’re the one I want to sleep with, the one I want fucking me, filling me up.” He glanced down and reached for Aidan without asking. “You’re the one I want to swallow, Master.”

  Aidan rasped, “Damn it. I’m in charge here.”

  “Tell me what to do, Sir. Let me please you. It makes me so happy to serve you.”

  Aidan closed his eyes and clenched his jaw tight, but he didn’t move away from Gavin’s hands. Gavin wasn’t sure what Aidan might have done if they hadn’t heard Mike’s footsteps.

  Aidan pulled away and glared. Then he unlocked Gavin’s ankles and hefted him over his shoulder.

  Gavin let out an oomph, shocked anew that Aidan could carry him with such ease. He felt like a rag doll in the arms of a blond grizzly.

  “Oh, that’s a picture. Especially with your dick like a fucking pike.” Mike snickered.

  “Shut up and get that fat dildo. The one that’s wider than my dick.” Aidan dumped Gavin onto the bed in the corner of his dungeon. “I want to watch my boy ride it while he sucks us both off.”

  “Oh, nice. What about the flogger and the cock ring?”

  Aidan’s mean grin made Gavin’s cock twitch. God, he loved the man, and the delight he felt in the knowledge allowed him to brick up his mental shield and hold it tight. Just what Aidan had wanted him to achieve, and knowing he’d make Aidan proud only made his shield that much stronger.

  “Good.” Aidan nodded. “The flogger and cock ring? Get them. Time to see what my boy is really made of.”

  Hours later, after Mike had come twice more and departed, Gavin lay on his belly like a limp noodle in the middle of the mattress. Toys and devices lay on the tables on either side of the bed. His wrists and ankles were sore from the manacles used on him earlier, and his ass felt like he’d been forced to sit on hot coals. The flogger had given him an amazing rush, and though he’d exploded when Aidan had spanked him while Mike sucked him dry, his ass hurt, not used to such beatings.

  He hissed when Aidan ran a cool rag over his buttocks.

  “Shh. Easy, baby. That’s good.” Aidan finished wiping him up, then put a soothing gel on his flesh. “You bruise easily. You’ll look well used when we show up tomorrow.”

  “Yeah?” Did Aidan ever think about anything other than the mission?

  “Sometimes.”

  It took Gavin a moment to realize Aidan had answered his unasked question. Since their time on the bed earlier, Aidan had refused to read him.

  “What do you think about?” Gavin asked quietly. He turned his head over his crossed arms. The dim lighting in the basement lent a romantic feel to the room, despite the various chains and discipline equipment. “Why are you so alone, Aidan? You have a great sense of humor—when you’re not making fun of me.”

  Aidan snorted.

  “You’re smart and sexy. Hell, Mike would take you on permanently in a heartbeat. I could see it.” And that annoyed the hell out of him.

  Aidan sat on the bed next to him. “Mike’s a good fuck buddy. But that’s it.”

  “Why?”

  “Because I’m not normal. I don’t have normal relationships.”

  Gavin remained quiet and hopeful, aware Aidan was opening up when he’d never done so before.

  “I read minds.”

  “Tell me something I don’t know.”

  Aidan sighed. “I don’t normally pry. I don’t like knowing what other people think. It’s better not to know. People who know what I can do are usually cautious around me. They fear my ability. They hate it.”

  They hate me, Gavin all but heard him say.

  “Jack keeps me on because I get results. The team deals with me because I’m a peer. We’re not friends.” Aidan lay down on his side, leaned on his elbow, and rested his head on his hand. “Are we friends?”

  “No. We’re more than that.”

  Aidan nodded. “Partners.”

  “Lovers.”

  Aidan frowned. “Well, yeah, but because—”

  “Tell me something from your childhood. Something no one else knows.”

  Aidan’s face went blank.

  “Do
n’t hide from me.” Where Gavin’s sudden sense of confidence came from, he couldn’t say, but he knew he needed to talk to Aidan about something more meaningful than sex or the mission. He wanted to know Aidan, the whole man. Not just bits and pieces of his PWP résumé. So he continued to hold that shield inside him tight. “Can you read my mind now?”

  Aidan frowned. “No. You’re doing really well. I could probably push into your thoughts, but it’s not easy.”

  “Good. That session with Mike was hard for me. It seemed easy, because you were there. But I’m kind of a shy person.”

  Aidan didn’t respond.

  “I know I sound like a pussy, but knowing more about you makes this easier to bear. Like, we’re in it together, you know?”

  “I guess.”

  Gavin nodded. “Now it’s your turn. Tell me something you’ve kept secret.”

  Aidan blinked at him. “I’m not that interesting. Really.”

  “Why are you so scared? You know all about me.”

  Aidan grunted. He reached out and rested a hand on Gavin’s lower back. “Because you won’t shut up.”

  Gavin huffed and would have rolled over when Aidan held him fast.

  “Fine. My mother died when I was four. I lived with my father and his drug habit until I was ten. Then I ran away. Happy now?”

  Gavin stanched the pity he could see Aidan expected and didn’t want. “Did your dad know you could read minds?”

  “Oh yeah. He used me to keep us ahead of creditors, junkies, and dealers. Until I turned it against him.” Aidan’s face twisted into a sneer. “I told his dealer my old man was holding out on him, about the stash of drugs he’d stolen, and that my father was a snitch. Then I left. Never heard from the old man again. I’m a hell of a son, eh?”

  Gavin forced himself to show little emotion. “That sucks. No gingerbread men for you, I guess.”

  Aidan snorted. “Hell, no.” Aidan removed his hand from Gavin’s back, so Gavin reached out to link their fingers together.

  “I like you.”

  “Bullshit. Your body likes mine. We’re on a mission together, one that requires us to be tight. Adrenaline and need, dude. That’s it. Five days ago, you couldn’t stand me.”