Page 19 of Heaven on Earth

I stole a glance at Ryan, whose expression had changed ever-so-faintly. He looked sideways at me, his thighs tensing under the chair as he leaned forward again in a fruitless effort to get more comfortable.

There was no turning back now. I wished I could have seen under the table better, but the tablecloth hid the important bits well enough that even I wasn’t allowed a peek at whether Ryan was enjoying this game or not.

I didn’t have to wait long to find out. Draven brought the second course in and we began eating, in the middle of which I took a short pause to adjust some settings under the table. Ryan’s grip on his fork tightened, his knuckles turning white for a brief moment before he relaxed them again.

Each bite he took was slow and deliberate. I could hardly focus on my own food, but watching Ryan eat was a better treat than anything on the plate in front of me. Simply the knowledge that his mind had to be racing by now was enough to satiate me for hours.

Teddy brought the third course out and Ryan hesitated, looking back at me as though for approval. I gave him nothing, and as he dug into the food, I let him have this moment of peace before I inevitably turned up the vibration on his toy.

“Did I ever tell you the story about a particular jaunt through the woods that I took with a fellow incubus?” Draven asked me.

I shook my head. “No, I don’t believe you did. When was this?”

“About three years ago.” Draven took a sip of wine. “It was quite the adventure, and I nearly thought we would be lost in those woods forever.”

Teddy put his hand on Draven’s arm. “This storyisappropriate for dinner conversation, right?” he asked.

Draven chuckled. “Of course. Oh, dear Teddy, you worry so much about these little things. Besides, what’s the harm in alittle risqué behavior during dinner once in a while?” He looked directly at Ryan, who shrank back. “I say have fun and live life to its fullest, even if that means taking risks.” He cleared his throat. “Anyway, back to my story…”

I couldn’t hold myself back any longer. Simply knowing that Ryan was under my control was no longer enough. I needed more, and I needed it now.

15

RYAN

Iwasn’t listening to Draven talk. How could I when there was a plug shoved up my ass vibrating 100 times a second? I was never more grateful to be covered by a table, although I was already panicking, thinking about how I would possibly get up when it was time. Hopefully, Ciel would show some mercy on me and let up soon, allowing me to calm down and not make a fool out of myself. To say that Draven was sex-positive was an understatement, but I didn’t exactly want him involved in Ciel’s and my sex life — it was already too complicated without anyone else involved.

I took a sip of wine, hoping it would calm me down somewhat. The liquid burned as I swallowed, taking my mind off of certain other sensations for a second. I took another sip, heart rate quickening as Ciel rested his hand on my thigh. He wouldn’t, not here. Or would he?

The wine had turned cloyingly sweet as I held it in my mouth, waiting with bated breath for Ciel to make another move. I picked up my water glass to help wash it down and take away the taste. His hand moved higher, fingers brushing over the fly of my jeans.

Draven had moved on to something else now. It had something to do with Teddy, who nodded every time Draven said his name. They were clearly in love, and I wondered for a moment what would have happened if they hadn’t found each other. Would Teddy still be a priest? Would Draven have found someone else, settling for second or even third-best?

I didn’t get a chance to mull it over further, as Ciel had found the pull to my zipper and tugged it down. The sound was deafening in my ears, but Draven didn’t so much as pause in his speech. No one else knew. They couldn’t possibly know.

Slowly, I brought my hand down to Ciel’s. He was so close to touching me, so close to getting what he wanted. I needed to stop him now, before things got too far out of hand. But we were already well past the point of no return. As my hand rested on top of his, I gave it a gentle squeeze and glanced over at him. A hint of a smile was all he gave me in return before I moved my hand away and let him take over again.

It took every last bit of strength I had not to moan when his fingers slipped beneath my underwear and closed around my cock. I had to be silent lest we were found out, and then where would we be? Teddy was an understanding man, but not so understanding that he would allow a handjob underneath his table, and Draven was more likely than not to turn the night into a full-blown orgy if he got the chance. No, this was between me and Ciel. If we could get away with this, we could do anything together.

My breath grew heavier as Ciel worked, slowly, deliberately, on my stiff, aching cock. I wanted more; I needed more, but there wasn’t much more we could do under the current circumstances. I told myself I had to hold back till we were alone again, but deep down, I knew that was impossible. The butt plug wasn’t helping in the least. I was seconds away from losingit already, and each vibration, each touch, brought me another inch closer to the edge.

“What about you, Ryan?”

Goddamnit. Teddy, sweet, innocent Teddy, had asked me a question. I gritted my teeth as Ciel let up slightly, giving me a moment to gather my wits.

“Sorry, could you repeat that?” I offered Teddy the best smile I could muster.

“Oh, I just asked what you do for work. Ciel didn’t tell us much about you before tonight, so you’re a bit of a mystery to us.”

“Yes, well, Ciel’s still a mystery to me.” I laughed and looked over at Ciel, whose eyes gazed so intensely into mine, I worried he would cut right through me. “I’m actually looking for a job at the moment. If you know of any openings at museums, bookstores, libraries, etc., I have a lot of experience in archival and preservation. I’m also not above stocking shelves and the like, but I’m hoping to eventually get some work in my field of expertise.”

Teddy nodded his head vigorously. “We’ll definitely let you know. Have you talked to the Librarian at the Monsters’ Sanctuary Library? They’re always looking for help, though I think most of it is volunteer work.”

“Oh, I actually–" Ciel squeezed my cock tight and I bit down hard on my tongue, effectively cutting myself off. “I did go in there once when I first got here, but I stupidly didn’t think about leaving them my résumé. I’ll do that this week if I don’t get the last job I applied for.”

“That reminds me of a story,” Draven said, and he launched into another one of his probably riveting tales. It was a shame I wouldn’t be present to hear it.

I took a deep breath, willing my hands not to shake as Ciel returned to stroking me underneath the table. My throat wastight and closing tighter by the minute, but I had to stay at least a little bit present, lest I make a fool of myself —again.