Levi’s gaze drops, but he doesn’t hesitate. Just sinks to his knees as if gravity yanked him down. He wraps his hand around my cock, eyes never leaving mine, and when his lips devour me, it’s holy. Like he’s praying with his mouth full.
He pulls back slightly, just enough to breathe. “You taste so good,” he whimpers. “I could suck you for hours.”
I groan, one hand curling tighter in his hair as I thrust gently into his greedy little mouth. The sensation is electric, sliding down my spine like a jolt and settling in my gut like fire.
I drag my thumb along his cheekbone. “Good boy,” I murmur, watching the way the words make him shiver. “Look at you. On your knees for me, mouth full of cock, saying the sweetest fucking things.”
Levi moans around me again, the sound desperate, and his free hand drops between his legs. He strokes himself slowly, shamelessly, like he needs the friction just to stay conscious.
“So desperate,” I whisper. “So fucking perfect like this.”
And then my shadows return.
They slide across the floor, coiling around his thighs and hips like they’ve been waiting for the perfect moment to strike. One trails up the crease of his ass, teasing his hole again. Another brushes the back of his neck, guiding him deeper onto my cock.
“Take it. Take all of it. That’s it.”
Levi jerks, groaning around my cock again, and this time, it sounds like surrender.
“They want another taste,” I manage, panting as a shadow flicks against his hole and he gasps, the sound shattered.
“God, Hayden,” he breathes, pulling off just enough to say it. “Please. I fucking want you.”
“You’re extraordinary,” I growl, cupping his jaw tenderly. “The way you take me…fuck, baby. You were made for this.”
My shadows stretch him, touching him where I can’t reach…yet. He whines into my cock, grinding down on nothing but desperate for me.
Then he pulls back, lips swollen and spit slick, eyes dazed. “Wait…I have something.”
He stumbles on unsteady legs to an old wooden desk tucked away in a corner, rummaging through a drawer, and returns moments later with a bottle of lube. His cheeks are flushed and his eyes shine like he knowsexactlywhat I’m about to do to him.
“You keep lube…in the greenhouse?” I question, cock twitching.
Levi shrugs. “I told you. I come out here when I…can’t sleep.”
I take the bottle from him, throbbing at the thought of him pleasuring himself out here. “Noted.”
I guide him to the glass wall, pressing him into it as the shadows retreat, cloaking us in their absence. My hands stroke his hips, slow and deliberate.
“Is this okay?” I ask, even now, because consent is everything. “Just tell me what you need.”
“Yes, baby,” Levi breathes, pressing back against me. “I need all of you, Hayden. Don’t hold anything back.”
I slick my fingers, and when I push them inside of him, he moans, low and breathless, as they stretch him. His body flutters around me, already so open from earlier, and fuck, it wrecks me.
“God, you’re ready for me,” I murmur. “You let them open you up so beautifully.”
Levi whines into the glass, back arching as I scissor my fingers inside of him. “They…they made me need you. I need you.”
When I pull my fingers free, his hips roll back like they’re chasing me. I coat my cock with the cool lube, grip his hip, andpress my tip to his hole. He gasps as I tease him with the promise of it.
His whole body tenses when I push in, and then, he melts.
“F-fuck,” Levi stutters, voice cracking. “You feel so fucking good.”
I groan, teeth gritted as his hole wraps around my cock, taking me deeper and deeper. With each thrust, the boundary between my past and present blurs until all that matters is Levi. His heartbeat beneath my fingertips, the way he clenches around me.
“Hayden…” Levi whispers my name like a prayer, and each breathy plea pulls me deeper into this inexplicable thing blooming between us.
