by R. Cayden
Seb stepped a little closer. “You’re just lucky I’m not coming back begging for it every time I run into a wall with my research.”
They both laughed again, the heat thick off their bodies. In the past, Seb had often wondered whether he would be truly capable of flirting, were the moment to present itself. But now, staring up at Declan, he realized it wasn’t some horrifying, awkward encounter.
It was fun. And maybe, in fact, he was even good at it.
Declan sucked on his teeth. “In that case, I might end up sabotaging your work one of these days.” It was a joke, but he didn’t say it with a laugh. Instead, he tightened his gaze on Seb, a hint of force behind the words.
Desire and heat coiled inside Seb, stiffening his cock and sending trembles across his muscles. He wondered how Declan tasted and if the skin along his hips was softer than his rough hands.
He bit down on his lip. “Now I’m definitely not going be able to concentrate.”
One heartbeat. Two.
And then, Seb uncoiled. He stepped forward, holding Declan’s eye as Declan grinned back, almost like he was impressed. Emboldened, he took another step, crossing the distance until he could smell Declan, the lingering scent of smoke and pine trees and snow from his last walk.
Declan tangled his fingers in Seb’s hair, palming the back of his head. Seb gasped, then pressed his hand against Declan’s chest, steadying himself as his cock throbbed.
“Best we take care of that,” Declan said, his voice crisp under his breath.
“Yes,” Seb agreed in a whisper. “Yes, we should.”
Declan grabbed Seb’s chin, pulling his face up until their eyes met. Finally losing control, Seb flung himself up, desperate to know what it felt like to kiss Declan properly.
And just as he expected, the transformation was instant. He melted into Declan’s strength. He bit and tugged at Declan’s lips and swirled his tongue against Declan’s teeth while the much taller man held him close, lifting him with an embrace. Stubble pricked Seb’s sensitive skin, but just like that morning, he only wanted more of the fire and ground his mouth harder against Declan’s lips.
Declan pulled away with a smack, and Seb gasped in a breath. “Come on then,” Declan said, like an order. “Take care of that tension for me.”
Seb blinked, surprised by the strength in Declan’s voice, but suddenly overwhelmed with a desire to obey. “Take care of the tension?”
Declan reached down and stroked Seb’s hard cock through his trousers. “You need me to tell you how?”
Seb shook his head quickly. Declan chuckled, then flicked open Seb’s pants, grabbing his cock just long enough to yank it out. With the same wave of motion, he loosened his jeans, dropping his own fat cock into his palm.
Seb stared down, his lips parting. Declan was long and thick, with a flared head, almost purple, and heavy, fat balls. Whimpers slipped out between Seb’s lips as he watched Declan crank his fist down his shaft, then spit in his hand and repeat the motion.
“Come on,” he said, nodding his head at Seb. “I want to see you work yourself.”
Declan lifted Seb’s hand in the air, then held it to Seb’s mouth. Pleasure sparking through his body, Seb followed the instructions, licking his own hand, then grabbing his cock. Precum was already pearling out of his slit, and he felt a twinge at his base when he saw the white leak from Declan’s tip.
He was dizzy, disoriented as they both jerked themselves. Seb leaned forward to steady against the wall with one hand. Then Declan pulled him closer, letting Seb collapse against his bodyguard’s chest. The rhythm of their hands and of their breathing aligned, and Seb quivered when he felt the rumbles that shook Declan’s chest, like thunder against his cheek.
“Come on, Seb,” Declan growled. “Do it for me.”
“Yes, Declan,” Seb whimpered. “For you.”
He jerked himself harder, then tugged down at his balls with his free hand. The aching pleasure spread, and when Seb trained his eyes to Declan’s shaft, he imagined how good it would feel to stretch his hole down the stiff, throbbing length.
Seb gasped as an orgasm spilled out of him. His sweaty face plastered to Declan’s shirt, he quivered and shook as jet after jet sprayed forward, coating Declan’s cock, hand, and pants. Declan let out a low growl, tightened his fist in Seb’s hair, and shot his load, his hand slick with Seb’s cum as he splattered them both.
“Oh my god,” Seb gasped. His whole body felt like it was made out of jelly, and when he sucked in a deep breath, more cum oozed out of his slit.
Declan pulled his face up, then held Seb in his gaze. He took Seb in a deep kiss. “Very good,” he said with a smile.
“What?” Seb asked, too dazed to think.
Declan rubbed Seb’s back with his free hand, slow and comforting. “Get some work done,” he said, a friendly tease in his voice, “and let me know when that cloudy head comes back.”
Declan
For a week, Declan managed to keep Seb satisfied without caving in to the thousand other desires that were rushing through his body the second he woke. Hands were safe, he kept telling himself. They were fucking practical, in fact. And the more time he spent secluded out in those woods, the more he convinced himself that it was smarter for the two of them to jerk off every now and then, rather than both sitting there, too distracted to do what they were supposed to do.
It was a good story, Declan figured. And no wonder, considering a smart guy like Seb was the one who wrote it. He just also knew that a story like that couldn’t go on forever. And every day, he woke up a little more obsessed with Seb’s pink lips and the way his ass looked when he left the room, his hips swaying just slightly from side to side.
Declan had always been an ass man. And Seb had just the kind of firm, round rear that really drove him wild.
Ellie nipped at Declan’s hand as he gazed over the back of the property from the kitchen, drinking an afternoon coffee. At least no one had come forward to claim the dog. She gave him something to think about that wasn’t security protocol or Seb’s hole.
He set his coffee down, then pulled on his boots and jacket to step outside and enjoy a smoke. It was a sunny day, with enough warmth in the air that he didn’t immediately feel like his balls were turning blue. The cigarette dangling between his lips, he pulled out his phone and hit a few numbers.
“Gray, yeah, how’s it going?”
“Uncle Declan!” Gray answered. “Guess what? We just got a fucking hot tub! Raiden found it. Come check it out!”
Declan laughed as the chill in the air pinked his cheeks. “How the hell does someone find a hot tub?”
“You know. There was some guy who was treating his girlfriend like shit at our favorite bar, and it turns out that guy owned a hot tub, and so Raiden found it.”
Declan laughed. “Is it a big one? I like to stretch my legs out.”
“Does that mean you’re coming by?”
“Wish I could.” He exhaled smoke and thought back to when he was younger, before everything with his family fell apart. Back then, it felt like they could all be happy together, fucked up as their lives might have been. “Just wondering if you’ve heard any more info locally.”
“The Blue Devils have been so quiet, they basically disappeared. Figures. Cocky guys like that must be pretty fucking embarrassed to fumble their big job.” Declan heard a clatter in the background, and it sounded like Gray covered the mouthpiece as he yelled. “What the hell! It can’t go in the living room, guys. I told you, outside!” His voice returned to normal with a sigh. “Sorry, I gotta go. Come visit soon?”
“Soon as I get a chance. Have a good one, Gray.”
Declan popped his phone back in his pocket, then paced around the driveway as he finished his cigarette. Things were nice and quiet at the house, and Declan was confident that Seb would be safe, not least because Declan knew he’d tear the head off anyone who tried to mess with the guy. But still, he was used to action and relying on his instincts to fig
ure out what was right. Sitting around just wasn’t in his nature, no matter how steamy the jerkoff sessions were.
Declan grunted, obsessing over Seb, from the gentle way he moved and the tender glow on his skin to how his big brain worked. It wasn’t just that Seb understood things. Declan had met enough know-it-alls in his life that he wasn’t impressed by facts and figures. It was that Seb seemed to see and understand things that other people missed.
Like the way he saw Declan, for one. If Declan were one of those science experiments, he could say pretty confidently that no one outside of one or two people had ever figured him out. No one looked at Declan and saw whatever it was that Seb saw.
But when Seb saw him, looking up to him with those admiring eyes, Declan could almost believe the guy was seeing the truth.
He shook his head, then stubbed his cigarette out in the snow. He headed back into the house, figuring he would watch a movie to keep from wandering around in the snow, looking for trouble that wasn’t there.
Instead, however, he passed the kitchen just in time to see the enlarged face of Seb’s pops, projected on the large screen and scowling.
“Sebastian, it’s not an option. I’m expected to bring my family, so you’ll be there. You can invite a girl along if you’d like.”
Seb sat at the counter, his back perfectly straight. He was facing away from Declan, toward the screen, but Declan could just imagine the pain and frustration in his eyes, same as anytime he talked about his father.
“Dad, I’ve been out of the closet since junior high.”
“You know what I mean, Sebastian,” he said, clearly annoyed that his son had corrected him. “Bring a date, if you have one.”
“I’m sure I’ll be fine stag,” Seb responded, an edge of sarcasm in his voice. “Is that all, Father?”
“I believe so. There were some papers for you to review in the latest research we had sent over, contractual nonsense and all of that. You’ll have it signed and returned?”
“I didn’t notice,” Seb answered. “I haven’t finished unpacking yet. I’ll make sure—”
“And I’d also like you to meet with my accountant the week after next. I’ll have him come to the home, of course.” His father turned away from the screen, then started texting something on his phone while he talked, staring down. “Nothing interesting, I assure you. Just more paperwork.”
“Of course,” Seb answered. His father nodded brusquely, and then, without any more fanfare, the screen flicked off.
“And a wonderful afternoon to you, too. Tell your banks and mistresses I send my love,” Seb said to the quiet room.
Declan barked a laugh, then shot his hand over his mouth when Seb startled and turned.
“Fuck,” he grumbled. “Sorry, Seb. Didn’t mean to eavesdrop.”
“It’s okay,” he answered with a sigh. “It’s not like you haven’t seen his performances before.”
“The man’s a steamroller.”
Seb laughed. “Yeah. I guess I’ve been flattened by him enough it just seems routine now.”
Declan drank Seb in, appreciating the way the collar of his shirt touched the soft skin of his neck and how his eyes shone even when he was down. He wished he could protect the guy from his own father as well as he could protect him from intruders. “He’s dragging you to some family event, huh?”
“A corporate event in a few months, the only kind he actually cares about. He’s winning an award from Horizon Zed. At least the part is easy to play. I sit there politely and act like I’m not going to take the whole company down one day.”
Declan crossed his arms over his chest. “Excuse me?”
Seb’s eyes got wider. “I just mean—the company will have to change, eventually.”
Declan didn’t have to be a genius like Seb to catch the signs he was lying, from the way his voice sped up to the panic dancing in his eyes. A couple of weeks ago, he would have let it drop, but after all that had happened, he was hardly about to let this revelation slide by. “Tell me what’s really going on,” Declan said, leaning a little closer. “Impress me, Seb.”
Seb’s pink cheeks always made Declan think of ripe fruit, which always got him to thinking about biting down on Seb’s lip and how sweet his moans had tasted. But when Declan leaned in at that moment and saw the fucking blush that Seb gave him, it was like a motorcycle revved between his legs.
“It’s nothing,” Seb said, scratching the back of his head and turning his eyes away. “Just one of my silly experiments.”
Declan didn’t believe that for a fucking minute. “One of your silly experiments that might take down a giant corporation?”
Seb turned back, and when their eyes met, his whole body softened and his shoulders relaxed again. “Kind of,” he said with a half-smile.
Declan pulled out the stool to take a seat. “Hit me.”
“It’s just that my father’s business model and the way Horizon runs their corporation—it can’t last for much longer. Sustainable business practices and technologies are clearly going to be the wave of the future. Industries with unsustainable resource extraction, large carbon footprints, extreme waste levels… They need to change, but people like my father are holding on at the top, using all their power and money to stay exactly the same. It’s ridiculous, and they’re too powerful and too established for anyone to take them down.”
Seb took in a deep breath. Declan had no doubt he believed with his whole damn heart what he was saying. He wasn’t just mad at the man for being a horrible father. Seb had his own passions, his own beliefs, and Declan could see, plain as day, that they went against everything his father stood for.
“And you’ve got a plan to change things,” Declan said, a satisfied growl in his voice.
“I’m not going to waste my time trying to disassemble my father’s company,” Seb said, “or trying to force them to stop what they’re doing. They’re going to go on building weapons and polluting the environment no matter what. But what I can do is build the thing that will make him irrelevant. I can develop the technology before he gets a chance to and make it available to anyone who wants it for free. If I help build the thing that replaces him, then I won’t have to take Horizon Zed down. They’ll crumble on top of themselves.”
“All by yourself? That seems like a big fucking job, Seb.”
“It is. But no, I can’t do it alone. I can, however, use my position to access Horizon research and stay a step ahead of them with my own developments.” He bit down on his lip, looking almost guilty for a moment. “And maybe, a few times, I’ve sent some helpful information on to friends who are working in green technologies.”
Declan loved the way that talking about this lit Seb up. “That all?” he asked.
“Another time I sent along some false research to junk up their progress and slow them down for a month. But the research was pointing toward nuclear weapons development! My father was breaking the rules of our contract, anyway.”
Declan stared at Seb, heat swelling his chest. When Seb blinked, Declan finally cracked and roared out a laugh. “Fuck, Seb,” he said, grabbing his side. “You’re really something, aren’t you?”
Seb waved his hand in the air, embarrassed by the compliment. “Like I said, it hasn’t really gotten anywhere big yet. But I’m making progress slowly.”
“I knew you were a genius,” Declan said with a nod.
Seb put his hand over his eyes, then laughed. “There’s really no such thing,” he protested again, then slid his hand down, letting it drop off his face. “But you’re right that I’m uniquely talented at what I do. It’s a blessing and a curse.”
The wind whipped through the air outside, pulling their attention to the yard. A light sprinkling of fresh snow had fallen, and the sun was coming back out from behind the clouds. Declan thought about how much Seb had committed himself to his dream.
He’d been alone for years. Alone with his work, sure, but that was still alone.
Declan wasn’t about to
have that. Seb was such a good man; he deserved more happiness than this isolation had given him. Here he was, thinking only of what good he could do in the world, almost like his own needs and happiness didn’t matter.
And damn if Declan didn’t feel like it was his job to meet those needs and to show Seb how much he did truly matter. If not to his father, at least to Declan.
“Come on,” he said abruptly, then knocked his hand on the counter. “Let’s take a break.”
“A break?”
Declan stood. “Even a uniquely talented guy like you has to get out of the house every now and then. Let’s go for a walk, check out the woods you haven’t explored.” He glanced down at Ellie, who was snoozing on her blanket pile. “She’ll be fine for a while.”
“Oh,” Seb said, rising. “I don’t know about that.”
“I’ll do a loop first, make sure things look clear and safe. We won’t go far, just enough to enjoy the nature.” The more he followed the impulse, the more confident he felt that it was the right idea. “It’s a shame to have a place like this and never appreciate it, Seb. And today is a beautiful day.”
Seb twisted his mouth in thought, then nodded. “Okay, yeah. Why not? If you promise it will be quick.”
“Great,” Declan grinned. “Bundle up, Seb.”
Sebastian
Seb almost never had the occasion to wear his big black snow boots or the fully insulated down jacket with the thick hood. Usually, he only left the house in the winter if he were getting straight into a car. As he and Declan stomped through the woods outside, he started to feel like he was wobbling back and forth with every step, likely to fall to the snow and roll away.
Unlike Declan, who stomped ahead in his same leather jacket, obviously cold but not saying a word about it. “What do you think?” Declan asked over his shoulder. “Pretty nice, huh?”
Seb cast his eyes around. It was beautiful, from the way the snow brushed the branches of the trees to the bright light, reflecting back up at them. “Yeah,” he said, his breath coming out in a cloud. “It’s really something.”
