Page 9 of Reforging Onyx

Dominic hummed in approval, his hand speeding up on Onyx’s cock. “Again, just like that,” he said before his tongue traced the seam of Onyx’s lips.

Onyx let out another low growl, but he leaned in almost like he was going to kiss Dominic back. Instead, he bit his bottom lip.

Hard.

Dominic pulled back quickly, his hand tightening on Onyx’s cock even as a faint smile touched his lips. “I told you not to bite,” he said, though without much censure in his voice. He had warned the Rayne witch not to bite, but that had been a significant escalation of intimacy. Necessary, but significant. “Shall we try that one again?”

Onyx glowered at him. “No,” he snapped. “And the next… next time you put your tongue in my mouth, I’m— I’m…”

Dominic stroked Onyx roughly, pushing him into his release as he stole another kiss from the Rayne witch’s lips despite his protests.

Onyx cried out as he spasmed, spilling all over Dominic’s hand and his own stomach, and Dominic broke the kiss before the Rayne witch could be tempted to bite a second time.

He stroked Onyx through his release, not stopping until the boy was twitching with oversensitivity. “Go shower,” he instructed, grabbing a cloth to wipe his hand off.

“F-fuck you,” Onyx panted, lips parting alluringly in the wake of their kisses.

“I have to get some work done before we can go. Anything special for breakfast?” Dominic inquired.

“No.” Onyx shot an annoyed look at Dominic before climbing out of bed onto wobbly legs. “Just no dry toast.”

Dominic chuckled and ordered breakfast through the intercom, watching Onyx as he retreated to the bathroom. He pulled out his laptop to check his emails, distracted by the never-ending onslaught of them until the servant arrived with their food.

Onyx returned of his own volition instead of needing to be fetched, and Dominic nodded in approval when he started to eat.

“Extra dry toast, just as requested,” Dominic said mildly, despite the fact that there was no dry toast anywhere present. He tapped away at the keyboard of his laptop, his half-finished plate on the desk next to him while he worked.

Onyx glared at him, but it lacked its usual venom. “When are we leaving? Where are we going?” he asked impatiently between bites of food.

“In a few hours, I am going to put you into a magical sleep,” Dominic didn't look away from his computer. “When you wake up, you will be in a warehouse that I have acquired. You’ll have an ankle shackle to prevent you from going very far, and your collar will be removed. There will be a number of structures and other objects that you can use in whatever manner you would like. When your time is up, you’ll be spelled back into sleep again, and when you awaken for the second time, we’ll be back here.”

“A warehouse,” Onyx repeated. “I don’t guess you’ll be one of the targets inside?”

Dominic laughed, glancing over at him. “I rather suspect that wouldn’t be wise,” he said, amused. “But if you ask nicely, I can bring a couple of shirts to hang on them.”

“I don’t know, I think it would be great,” Onyx retorted, finishing off his breakfast. He got up, starting to pace the room — and putting distance between them, which wasn’t something Dominic would allow.

Dominic chuckled. “I can hear your mind whirring away at it from over here." He turned his chair and beckoned Onyx over. “Come here.”

Chapter 5

Onyx

Onyx huffed, but he crossed the room and returned to Dominic, stopping just out of easy reach. “What?” He crossed his arms against his chest.

Dominic gave Onyx a pointed look, indicating for him to step closer.

Onyx made a rude noise beneath his breath, but he did, staring down at Dominic. “What?” he repeated.

Dominic rested his hands on Onyx’s hips. “This doesn’t have to be the only time this happens. This can be something that happens regularly… so long as I don’t have any reason to regret allowing you to have it. Hmm?”

Onyx shifted restlessly, not quite pulling away but not moving closer either. “Yeah,” he said. “I remember. I’m not allowed to kill myself.” His voice was snappish, brittle, as he stared at Dominic. “And if I killed you, I’m sure there are all sorts of terrible things waiting for me.”

Dominic nodded. “I have planned and arranged everything here in excruciating detail, Onyx. If you are looking for an opportunity, this is not it.”

“You’d say that no matter what,” Onyx muttered. But he didn’t think Dominic was lying. There would be no escape attempt for him today.

Or ever, really.