“Sweet?” he asks, his own thick brows pinching as he stares down at me, his hole twitching and gripping me tighter. “You… You think I’m sweet?”
“I think you can be,” I whisper, never taking my eyes from him. “When you want to be.”
The edges of my vision blur, and it takes me a moment to realize it’s not from pleasure. No, there is fog in this room with us.
Slowly, all around the empty air above us, little orbs of yellow light appear. They twinkle and dance, some lowering to grazeLandon’s shoulders and float above his head, and some by the dresser and barricading the door.
He’s fucking glowing, and as he looks away, following my line of sight, he groans—loud and heady.
“Oh,fuck,Nate. Please, more. Show me more,” he begs.
My power of illusion is leaking—for the first time in nearly a decade, I have unintentionally released my own energy, submerging the room in my own internal feelings. My own desires.
Landon takes in the bright lights around him, fighting to keep his eyelids open as he stops bouncing and begins to roll his hips harshly against me.
“So… so beautiful,” he chokes out, his head tilting back as he takes his pleasure.
My hand lifts, trailing up his abs, over his sensitive nipples to graze his throat. He swallows thickly, his cock twitching and pulsing against his stomach.
With my cock in his ass, my hand on his throat, and my power coursing through the air that grazes his skin, I’m awestruck. Landon looks like a prince, all bathed in yellow light with his sweat-slicked skin and his pink lips.
Every orb around him highlights a new, perfect angle of his body, and I find myself lost for words as I watch him move, as his hips grind over my dick.
I wasn’t aware he liked my ability this much. Landon looks as if he’s coiled so tightly now that he might just come hands-free. His eyes keep popping open to stare at the twinkling lights, then sliding closed with a desperate exhale.
“More,” he pleads, his hands gripping my thighs tighter, our skin slick. “Nate, I need more.”
Of my cock or my power?
I’ll give him both. Right now, I’ll give himanything.
My hips roll into his, causing his breath to catch as the little orbs turn into something resembling bright, brilliant stars.
Light bathes over the room, over our naked bodies. A gift, just for him.
And Landon whines, his nails digging into me as he says, “Come, Nate. Comeright now.Give me what I’ve earned.”
I called it back in that hotel room; he was right. Landon doesn’t need to be a top to dominate and crush a man, because as the words leave his mouth, his skin so beautifully flushed and illuminated, his eyes wide and awed by our surroundings, I unload into the condom.
Landon explodes, his cock shooting out spurts of his arousal without any stimulation as his eyes meet mine, his ass milking me thoroughly.
“Fuck, babydoll,” I snap, gripping his hips as the little stars floating around us shatter, sending sparks all over the room.
And as he’s coated in the falling light, his dick still spurting out streams of come, he collapses onto me, taking my mouth with his.
It’s bruising and hungry, his hands touching anywhere they can reach as he shudders and gasps against me. I lick into his mouth, basking in the taste of him as fervently as I can.
This will probably be the only time I get this chance, after all. And I’m starving for more of him, for more ofthis, of us, before I have to return to despising him completely.
“So,sogood,” Landon praises, his lips tracing mine as he speaks.
The room around us grows dark, but his eyes are still so vibrant, so intoxicating that I can see them even still as he pulls back just enough to look at me.
And then that sweet look of awe and pleasure fades away with the last of my illusion, replaced by another sassy smirk.
“Not bad, old man,” he says.
Moment ruined.
