More importantly, though, was… “You’ve known each other since childhood?”
“That’s when he made us,” Roy offered.
“Made you?” All I could think of to explain that was the mob. “Made you how?”
“Created us,” Al said way too casually.
Now I was the one frowning. “They’re your kids?” I said incredulously to Solaris.
He made a face likeeww. “No, not like that. I was in need of friendship and so brought them into being. They were just…there.”
“I remember a bright ray of sunlight,” Nick said, “and then seeing all of you for the first time.”
I wasn’t sure what to think about that. Solaris could just poof people into existence. He’d wanted friends, so he made some. That… Yeah, that explained their dynamic a lot better. I could imagine none of them wanting to upset their creator. Because if he could bring them into this world…
“Nicholas, Francis, Aloysius, Royce… I get it now.” I gave them a nod and held up my beer. They clinked their steins with mine, smiles all around.
They were still a gang of idiots, but I understood them now.
We were sharing rooms,two by two in each one. And there were two beds in the room so it wasn’t like there was only one bed,oh no, whatever shall we do?No, it was very normal and grown up and nothing to see here.
Until Solaris, who was sharing with me, decided to bathe. There was a privacy screen. He didn’t go behind the screen. He didn’t even attempt to. He stripped down naked and washed himself like it was the most normal thing to do in front of me.
I had questions. I’d never just kind of fallen into being this casual with someone. Was it just cleaning up after being sweaty all day? Was he trying to turn me on? Was it a tease and not a promise, despite what we’d done earlier?
I was going to have to let him lead. It wasn’t like I didn’t get turned on or would say no if he offered—I’d say yes. But it felt really important not to assume. And I absolutely did not want to be the one to ask the status of our relationship out loud.
I was probably really overthinking this, too.
Still watched him, though. Of course, I did. He was a beautiful man, and now that I could see all of him, I looked. Did his wings seem bigger? Did he have more of those mini feathers winding their way all over him?
“I’m going to take a proper bath in a tub as soon as we get to the castle,” he said, “and I don’t want to hear about how out of touch I am.” He glared at me which, when combined with his erection, was not at all threatening and strangely arousing.
“I might make one little comment,” I said, holding up my hand, fingers a centimeter apart.
He shook his head and hung up with washcloth before going over to retrieve something from his coin purse. I stayed where I was on my bed, cock aching, and still not sure what to do about that.
But then Solaris came over and straddled my lap. He gave me a smile and leaned in to kiss me. Guess that answered my questions! I ran my hands up his thighs and kissed him back. He set something on the bed beside me before he started unbuttoning my shirt.
“Don’t you want me to bathe?” I asked him.
“No.”
Oh, alright then. The prince enjoyed some man stink, apparently. I didn’t reek but it was clear I’d been sweating for a while. But he hauled my arms up and over my head, had me grip the metal headboard, and grinned at me. I did not mind.
I didn’t mind a whole lot more when the thing he’d retrieved from his coin purse turned out to be a little jar of lube. I shivered as he coated my cock in slick before reaching behind himself. He moaned at his ministrations, and I nearly joined him just from watching him touch himself.
Hands still holding the headboard, I let him get into position and ease himself down. “Oh, fuck,” I practically groaned because he was so tight. Determined, too. He rode me slowly, bouncing up and down and making the most delicious whimpers as he took me deeper into him. Head back, eyes closed, he dug his fingers into my chest, and worked until I was all the way inside him.
He leaned forward then, his head resting on my shoulder as he made a pitiful little noise. I gently caressed down his back, guessing that he was either overstimulated and too close, or trying to adjust because it had been a long time since he’d last done this.Poor baby. I just kept petting him and breathed through my own need to thrust.
Following a trail of little feathers with my fingertips, I whispered, “You okay? Tell me what you need.”
He nodded and practically cuddled up on my chest. “Been a long time. But you feel so good.”
Thought so. I rolled my hips just a bit and moved inside him hardly at all. It was enough to make him moan, though. So I held him there and bent my legs, thrusting shallowly, like a wicked tease.
After a while, he started moving with me, his cock rubbing on my abs. He was shivering and whining, and then he blew my mind when he leaned back, braced his hands on my knees, and thrust his hips up and down like a piston. His cock waved with his movements, and I couldn’t stop staring at it. But then I had to grab it, tease the head, because I was about to come and I needed him right there with me.
