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Shiloh hadn’t told his dad anything, but he knew he’d paid attention. He’d seen the bits of color he wore on his eyelids and lips. He’d seen his hair and the softer way he carried himself with Dom.
‘Thank you. Mind helping me with the eyes?’
Benjamin laughed. ‘You might want to wait for Dom. He’s on his way. I just wanted to say hello before you two get attached at the mouth again.’
Shiloh shoved him away with a laugh just as the door opened again, and he heard the gentle touch of skin on skin as his dad and Dom conversed. Before Benjamin left, he pulled Shiloh into a firm hug and said into his ear, “Love you.”
Shiloh signed it back, then listened to his dad leave. Just as the door shut again, there was a quiet snick, and suddenly the lights were off. The only thing left was the hazy glow from the window, and it was such a visceral relief, Shiloh wanted to cry.
“Thank you. I didn’t even think to ask my dad.”
Dom shook his head as he crossed the room and took Shiloh’s face between his hands, kissing him gently. “It’s been a chaotic morning. Sarah’s had her third and I think last breakdown. She told me I could have fifteen minutes with you. I just can’t ruin your tux.”
Shiloh laughed, but that turned into a soft gasp when Dom immediately spun him around to face the mirror. His eyes were still a bit blurry, but he could see himself, and the looming figure of Dom behind him, now. His mouth went dry.
“You are so fucking pretty. I don’t know how I’m going to keep my hands to myself,” Dom murmured before nibbling on the shell of his ear. Dom’s hand drifted down Shiloh’s chest, bypassing his cummerbund and tugging at the button on his trousers. It let go with a small pop, then Dom’s fingers pushed past the waistband.
After a beat, he must have found what he was looking for because as his fingertips grazed silk and lace, he moaned. “I fucking love your panties.”
Shiloh’s eyes slammed shut as his cock stiffened, growing harder with each beat of his pulse. He arched his hips forward as Dom pulled the trousers down around his thighs, and he began to stroke him through the panties with the heel of his hand.
“I’ll make a mess of them,” Shiloh complained, his voice breathy.
Dom chuckled, nipping at his neck. “That’s the idea, my love. I want to make a fucking mess of you. And I brought a spare.”
Shiloh moaned, trying to keep his voice low, but it was damn near impossible as Dom’s hand made it past the elastic of the knickers and pulled his cock out. He tucked the fabric under Shiloh’s balls, keeping him on display, right there in the mirror.
Shiloh couldn’t look away. He was too far to make out any details clearly, but he could see himself arching into Dom’s touch, his hips fucking forward into the circle of his lover’s fist, and the glint of Dom’s eyes, watching.
Shiloh was immediately close. “You’re going to make me look bad,” he said on the edge of a moan. “I’m ready to come right now.”
“Yes,” Dom hissed. His hand was moving between their bodies, then Shiloh let out a sharp gasp as a warm cock pushed between his legs. Dom started thrusting against Shiloh’s balls, right along the crotch of the panties. “Fuck. That’s how I want you always. Desperate. Needy. On the edge of coming.”
Shiloh lost himself, then matched the rhythm of Dom’s hand like he was born to do nothing else except get fucked. Dom’s front was hot against his back, even through the thick material of his jacket, and as he chased the ecstasy of his completion, he didn’t care if he ruined his tux, or his hair, or anything at all.
The only thing that mattered was Dom’s hand on his.
Dom gently grazed the head of his dick with his thumbnail, and that’s when Shiloh lost it. His vision whited out once more—but for a very different reason this time—and he spilled all over Dom’s knuckles. He could feel his lover cupping his hand around the head, and when Shiloh was spent, Dom pulled back and Shiloh heard the sound of him stroking himself.
“Come,” Shiloh ordered. “Come on my ass.”
Dom shoved him forward, keeping him bent in half, and Shiloh heard the frantic fapping sound, then Dom’s groan right before a hot spurt of come hit him right over the curve of his ass, soaking into the silk.
Shiloh felt glorious—gorgeous and filthy all at once. His knees trembled with the effort to stay upright, but Dom quickly spun him and held him as he kissed the breath from his lungs.
“I love you,” Dom murmured.
Shiloh smiled into the kiss. “I love you.”
“We’re going to need to plan two weddings,” Dom said when he stepped back and helped Shiloh shimmy out of his trousers.
Shiloh froze, then nearly tripped over his own feet as he tried to get the fabric up his legs. “I’m sorry, what?”
“Two weddings,” Dom said. “Because we’re going to miss the first one. I won’t be able to let go of you long enough for either of us to get to the altar.”
Shiloh’s heart felt too warm and too big for his chest. He couldn’t breathe. “And the second?” he managed.
“I’ll have gotten most of it out of my system by then. And I can’t fucking wait to marry you in front of everyone we’ve ever known,” Dom said. He stepped in close, then dropped to his knees and exchanged the filthy knickers for a pair of soft cotton ones. Shiloh’s grin threatened to split his face. Dom slowly rose again, kissing his way up Shiloh’s chest, ending at his lips. “I can’t wait to tell the whole world you’re mine.”
At that, Shiloh laughed as he righted his trousers, then he held Dom close. “Oh, my love. I’m pretty sure that’s one thing everyone already knows.”
“So you’re saying no?”
Shiloh hummed, then tipped his head up and looked Dom in the eyes. “I’m saying the first and second go might not be enough. We might need three.”
