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of his Sweets. He didn't release Trick's shaft, just gentled his
lips and tongue.
Trick lay quiet, almost purring, beneath him, just his
fingers moving, carding slowly through Bast's hair. He let the
soft, sweet flesh slide free, sliding up Trick's body and taking
a slow kiss. Trick took a deep breath and joined their mouths
together again.
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Bast curled in tight, hunger and love and longing keeping
him close, hands moving slowly.
"Naked," Trick murmured as his hands pushed at Bast's
clothes. "One of us is wearing too many clothes and I'm
pretty sure it isn't me."
Bast slid and wiggled out of shirt and slacks, moaning
softly as he was pulled back into Trick's arm, against all that
smooth skin. "That's better." Trick's hands began to wander
over his body, exploring as if for the first time. "Fuck, I've
missed you."
"Yeah, I missed you, Sweets." Bast purred and shifted,
hand petting Trick's stomach. "Was the wedding cool?"
Trick shrugged, his belly moving beneath Bast's hand. "I
never thought I'd see Mom marry anyone, but Derek says this
guy is good to her he doesn't hit her or yell at her and he's
got money and a really nice place up in New Hampshire."
Another shrug, this one casual. "Derek's moved out there,
mooching I bet, but I let them know I wasn't going to be
coming out for handouts or anything."
Bast nodded, circling Trick's navel with a finger. "I missed
you while you were gone."
"Yeah, baby-boy, I know. I was itchy the whole time and
after about the third day it felt like I was gonna explode, like
my veins were too full."
Bast nodded, fingers moving to card through the soft curls
that crowned Trick's cock. "I was hungry, but I missed this
most. Relaxing with you, playing with you." He leaned
forward and dropped a quick kiss to Trick's nipple. "You're my
best friend, Sweets. I missed talking to you."
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Trick was quiet for awhile and then he spoke, voice thick.
"You make me whole, make me believe in sappy romantic
stuff I always thought was crap."
He nuzzled, humming softly with pleasure. He knew Trick
loved him, knew it without a shadow of a doubt, but it still felt
good to hear. "Mm ... Sweets. I think we may have to stay
like this for at least a month to recover."
"Only a month? I was hoping for two at the very least."
"Oh, I can live with that. Maybe three, just to make sure."
Bast chuckled, nipping playfully at the skin beneath his lips.
Trick arched and chuckled and his hands stroked over
Bast's skin. "Give me a bit and I'll be ready for more of that."
"I can wait. I just want to be close to you." Bast undulated
between Trick's hands and body, loving the sensations that
poured through him.
"There's nothing like the feeling of your skin. It's like silk,
only warm, alive, moving. Do they make silk in liquid? That's
what your skin would feel like."
"Mm ... flattery will get you anywhere, Sweets."
Trick chuckled. "I don't think I even need the flattery.
You're pretty much a sure thing."
"Pretty much? No, Sweets, you've had me lock, stock and
barrel for a long time." He grinned and pressed up for a kiss.
This was what he had missed. Loving Trick. Being close and
warm and happy.
Trick looped an arm around his neck, keeping him in place.
"Are you telling me you're easy?"
He nodded immediately. "Absolutely."
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Trick's grin was wide. "Awesome." He was pulled down into
a warm, sloppy kiss.
Bast chuckled into the kiss, hands sliding over Trick's
throat and teasing at the faint scars. Trick made a soft, happy
noise and his hips pushed up into Bast, cock filling between
them.
"Love you." So responsive and seductive and sweet and his
and ... fuck, he was besotted. Bast grinned, nipping softly at
Trick's bottom lip and making Trick groan.
He wouldn't have it any other way.
So good. Right. His Chosen. Home.
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Chapter Nine
Trick got off the elevator and looked around for Bast.
There was no sign of his own, personal vampire, but as he
tossed his jacket over the back of a chair he heard the sound
of water running in the bathroom.
It made him laugh. Bast was cleaner than anyone he
knew; his lover didn't even sweat. But he spent a quarter of
his life in the shower.
It was a good thing Trick liked water, liked fucking in the
strong, hot spray.
He shucked off his t-shirt and shimmied out of his jeans
and opened the door into the steam-filled room. "You in here
somewhere, baby-boy?"
"Mm ... Sweets." Bast's voice was sex and need and
hunger and desire and pleasure all mingled together in husky
tones. "I was just thinking about you."
Through the fog he could see Bast's form, dark hair
plastered to his shoulders, slender body writhing as Bast
fucked himself slowly on dark dildo.
Trick moaned softly, hard in an instant. "You started
without me..."
"Just warming up, Sweets. Giving you some
encouragement." Bast moaned as the toy slid deep, cock full
and heavy. "Oh, God. Touch me."
Trick didn't need to be asked twice. Stepping into the
shower, he slid to his knees, hands starting at Bast's
shoulders and dragging down along his chest and belly. He
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wrapped his fingers around prominent hips as his mouth
swallowed Bast down.
"Fuck, yes!" Bast shuddered, his body shuddering
violently. "Oh, Trick..."
He hummed happily, sucking vigorously. He slid his hands
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