“Love doing this life with you.” Luca kisses him sweetly, just for them.
“Love doingeverythingwith you.”
“Ready?”
He definitely is, and their mates aren’t going to know what hit them.
Final Trial 1.06 – Multi-Subject Study
Title: Sixty-Nine and Divine
Observational Impact of Performative Head
Luckily, all their mates haven’t made their way to the living space yet.
Probably because Nix had sabotaged the wine cellar door thirty minutes ago, right before Gideon and Grayson had gone in to choose some wine for later. That took care of Jamie and Leo, too, who would no doubt be standing outside trying to figure out the time lock.
Rowan and Finn were on a call with Rowan’s mom in the library. Something else arranged by Luca and Nix to slow everyone down.
It’s so nice to have in-laws who weren’t trying to kill you.
“We lucked out with Rowan’s mom, too, eh?” Luca says as they push the “sex” ottoman in front of the couch. They’d had to put it against the wall to stop crazy climbers from using it to launch their tiny, breakable bodies onto the couch and Nix into a premature heart attack.
“I was just thinking that!”
“Omg. Maybe weareforging that mental link. Here, try to get this.” Luca squints, and it doesn’t take telepathy for Nix to know he’s thinking about fucking.
“You want to…cuddle.”
“Yes! Only less fluffy, more fucking. We will totally get this thing in no time.”
“Sure thing,” he chuckles.
Just as the clock rolls over to 7:20 PM and the wine cellar is five minutes from unlocking, Nix finds his phone in the couch cushions. “Hey, there you are. Convenient!”
Luca rolls his eyes. “You are going to be in trouble if you don’t keep better track of that. You have been warned.”
Nix cackles and winks. “I sure have. Now come here, we need bait.”
“Ooooh, do I get to be bait?” Luca claps.
“Here, I have an idea. On your back, baby. Fu-dge, you are so hot. On your back. Open your legs, yeah, now…be still,” Nix commands, and Luca moans.
He leans in so he can take the edge of the sheer black stocking on the inside of Luc’s thigh in his teeth. He snaps a few photos, and they choose a single photo to send to the group chat.
They decide on a photo showing Nix’s red lips and fangs stuck in the silk of the stocking and almost piercing the soft, golden skin of Luca’s thigh. The photo highlights a few of Luca’s mating bites, and the head of his dick, held tight by the sheer thong.
Nix thinks they should enlarge it for their nest room wall.
“This is so fudging hot.” He climbs on the ottoman and puts Luca between his legs so they can both see the phone while he types.
7:24 PM Nixie
We need your help with something in the living room
Hurry
Five seconds later, the wine cellar beeps open, and there is a cacophony offucks and holy shits,followed by thunder on the stairs and Rowan blowing around the corner of the library in a blast of spiced rum.
