Dom nodded and offered a polite smile. “I hope Mr. Moreno doesn’t feel offended. At my age, I should be able to control my temper better.”
Toro snorted. A good sign, since it didn’t sound like cruel mockery before an execution “Your age? You’re probably not even thirty, are you? To be honest, at your age, if I had my girl at my side, I wouldn’t have been able to keep it in my pants for as long as the two of you did.”
Seth licked his lips. “We will disappear if that’s what you wish, no hard feelings.”
Domenico’s heart beat faster, and he exhaled, leaning back to look more casual. Things were looking up. Toro seemed amused rather than angry. “You might be right. I don’t want to aggravate anyone. We keep this private, and I’m sorry if anyone felt offended.” Lying through his teeth had never been easier.
Toro got up from behind the desk, only to walk around it and stand closer to them, leaning against the table top. “Samuel Moreno isn’t all that pleased, but you brought him the girl he wanted, so he’s not really all that bothered. It’s his brother who drives him mad. Can’t blame him, to be honest. But you two…” Toro looked between Seth and Domenico. “You might actually come in handy if you’re looking for employment.”
Domenico’s brain tingled with relief and a sense of success. But worry followed, knocking at his skull. Why would their sexuality be the thing that made Toro finally cough up a proposal? Did he want them for some fucked-up shit? Seducing a politician, or some other mess like that? But he swallowed his worries and asked, “What do you have in mind?”
Toro tapped his fingers against the desk. “My girl, Dana, she’s too pretty for her own good, and she’s been bugging me that she wants to go shopping to Bogota or some other things like that. I don’t have to indulge her, but I’d rather see her smiling. I don’t trust straight men around her even if they’ve proved to be loyal, but you two,” Toro smiled, “you’d be perfect bodyguards. Two tough fags. It’s hard to recruit men like you. You usually don’t approach organizations like mine. I didn’t even know that was what I needed until today.”
Seth’s eyebrows went higher, but he stayed silent and looked to Dom for an answer.
Domenico kept his face steady. Dana? Dana had a pretty but common face, but then again Toro liked gold paint on all his furniture, so maybe his taste in women was just as vulgar. “Ah, yes, she is definitely the most beautiful woman around here. I confess I was surprised she doesn’t have a bodyguard of her own,” he said, glancing at Seth.
Seth nodded. “Even to look out for her when it comes to other women who might want to take her place, to be honest.”
Toro’s face twitched before the mask of control was back on. He must have not thought of that, and with Dana carrying his baby, he should have. “True.”
Domenico nodded, mentally patting Seth on the back. As gay men, they could allow themselves to compliment the boss’s woman, but the suggestion of danger from a side Toro has not contemplated was pure genius. “To answer your question: yes, we would gladly accept something more permanent.” He added some flair to a long exhale he gave as he sank deeper into the plastic chair. “I will be honest. All that traveling tired us out. We don’t have a place to call home at this point, and the two of us were considering settling down somewhere with my cousin. I won’t deny that this place seems ideal. You really appreciate your men.”
Toro’s smile was now smug. He was likely sure he was making a great deal, and even Dom’s gums tingled from the excitement of it. They were getting into Toro’s inner circle, and once they were allowed to spend time with Dana outside of Toro’s home, they’d be able to polish plans for a future takeover, or find out more about the connection the Morenos had with Mr. Tropico, since Dana travelled with Toro a lot.
“I do. I make sure they are well taken care of off duty, and in turn they are loyal to me. That is the thing I expect from all my men. Complete loyalty proven by fulfilling tasks that are not always pleasant.”
Domenico nodded. “That’s fair. There’s no reason to expect any less, and we are not rookies. You can count on our skill.”
“I’ve already had Gian go out and do jobs for me, but you,” Toro turned his attention to Seth, “I still need you to prove to me that you can follow through with whatever’s needed. I’ve heard from David that you’re not squeamish, so it shouldn’t be a problem, right?”
Seth nodded. “Not a problem.” The stone face he could pull off was pretty impressive, and yet it made Domenico oddly uncomfortable. He didn’t like not being able to read Seth, even if he’d been the one to teach him all about keeping one’s guard up. Then again, If Seth was capable of hiding his true thoughts from him, he could hide them from anyone. He would stay safe.
They spoke for about five more minutes, but by the time Seth and Domenico took their weapons from the guard and left Toro to quickly prepare for a meeting with the Moreno brothers, there was nothing but relief in Domenico’s heart. He smiled at Seth.
This time, Seth smiled back, even if it was a bit stiff. “What? I mean… what just happened back there?” He choked out a laugh as they walked down the corridor, both equally eager to leave it.
Domenico grinned, itching to grab Seth’s hand already, but he wanted to stick to the policy of not antagonizing people who surrounded them. Just because Toro was okay with their sexuality, didn’t mean the other men would be. “We can finally move into one room.”
Seth bit his lip, and Domenico didn’t have to be a mind-reader to know exactly what Seth was thinking about after weeks of unresolved desires. Seth walked up a flight of stairs on the way to the exit, giving Dom an exquisite view of his ass. It only ignited a fire in Domenico, leaving him burning, and contemplating how to go about unwrapping Seth. Now he finally could dive his hands into the jeans that showcased Seth’s ass so perfectly and squeeze it all he wanted. There were still hidden cameras in each of their rooms, but they could fuck under the blankets. He didn’t mind. And it wasn’t like the security would actually want to watch two men together.
He listened to his own footsteps as both of them rushed through the corridor with a common goal.
They were arm to arm, and even the air between them seemed to sizzle. A few people glanced their way when they passed the door to the bar area, but as Domenico looked back, a hand tightened around the front of his shirt all of a sudden and pulled at him with force. It took him half a second to realize that it was Seth’s.
Just as Dom was about to scold Seth for doing whatever he was about to do in public, Seth pushed on a door with his back, yanking Domenico into a small white bathroom. They fell right in, stopping only when Dom’s back hit the tiled wall. Seth kissed him hard, pressing Dom against the wall and already demanding more with his tongue as soon as Dom mindlessly opened his mouth. Those juicy lips were so hungry for more, and Seth wouldn’t back off, holding the sides of Dom’s head. The way Seth sucked on Dom’s tongue only reminded Dom how much he wanted those precious lips around his cock.
Seth pulled away to lock the door behind them. Domenico looked up, unsure if this place would really be safe, but the small window above their heads was matted and gave them enough privacy to let loose, even if for just a moment.
He pressed his fingertips into the hot flesh of Seth’s neck and now it was Dom who pushed Seth at the wall, caging the large, fragrant body with his own. “You’re not going anywhere. You walked into my trap.”
“You sure it was you who set it?” Seth said between one heated kiss and another, already rocking his hips against Domenico’s.
Domenico chuckled, sucking on the meaty flesh of Seth’s lips and already pushing the damn shirt up to reveal Seth’s chest. The warmth of the flesh, even the smooth scars where Seth’s nipples used to be, were so inherently familiar that Dom couldn’t help himself and went in for a tight hug. “You missed me between your legs?”
Seth exhaled rapidly against Dom’s lips, and his face darkened. He must have rubbed one of the cuts on his face against Dom’
s stubble too hard because fresh red blood beaded on his skin. “Don’t say that, someone will hear,” he whispered, and Dom knew it was not about anyone physically eavesdropping on them but the possibility of the bathroom being bugged. Still, Seth squeezed his hands on Dom’s sides, unwilling to let go.
Domenico closed his eyes, remaining still against Seth’s flesh and just savoring how pliant it now felt. How warm inside it made him to finally be allowed the touch what was his. But Seth was right. They couldn’t know if this place was under surveillance or not. One could never know in this crazy place, and if someone wanted to hear them fuck, then they might as well let them. With Toro’s blessing, he didn’t care anymore.
“Take it off,” he said in the end, pushing up Seth’s shirt.
Seth hesitated for a second but then pulled off the shirt, still damp from the sprinklers, and pushed against Domenico, sliding his hands up Dom’s chest. “I missed this so much… Come on.”
Domenico growled and pushed back Seth’s face to bury his own in the prickly, warm neck. He loved how graceful the arch of Seth’s throat looked in this position, and he showed his appreciation by sucking and nibbling on it, all the way from the base of Seth’s neck to his chin. The scent of arousal gave him a rush, and he didn’t even think straight when his hands pulled on the thick leather belt that wouldn’t come undone as quickly as Dom wanted it to.
Seth wasn’t wasting time either, and he unbuttoned Dom’s jeans, as if it were a contest. Seth’s scent was so intoxicating it was slowing Domenico down, forcing him to push his face against the stubbly skin even though it would leave him with marks.
Seth won. He was first to slide his hand into Dom’s pants and squeeze his fingers around Dom’s cock with a groan of satisfaction.
Sensing the familiar grip around his dick was such a relief Domenico allowed himself to moan into those perfect lips, only to aggressively pull down Seth’s zipper and reach inside. If the belt wouldn’t come undone, it might as well stay. With the metal teeth teasing Dom’s wrist, he pushed his hand into the scorching heat of Seth’s underwear, marveling at the sensation of that smooth heat against his palm.
“You’re so hard for me already?” Seth opened his eyes, and somehow his chocolate brown gaze seemed softer and sweeter than when he was outside, dealing with Toro’s men. This was the kind of look he only offered to Dom. One that expressed all the love contained in that broad, muscled chest. He stroked Dom’s cock slowly, without any lube.
Domenico groaned, pushing closer and pulling Seth’s dick out through the opening in his jeans. He rolled Seth’s lip between his teeth and licked the flesh when he sensed Seth flinch slightly. “Always. After not touching you so long, I think I might come five times in a row,” he said in a low voice.
Seth reached out to the sink and pumped out some hand cream on his palm, making Dom ache in anticipation. “I just wanna come so bad. Jerking off myself is nothing like having sex with you.” The slippery hand was right back on Domenico’s cock, petting it faster and faster. Seth’s words only reminded Dom of how Seth had teased him with the story of how he masturbated. Had Seth fingered himself thinking of Dom? The thought was so hot his balls tightened as his brain navigated between the reality of Seth’s strong, beefy body right in front of him and the vision of Seth moaning and writhing in the sheets as he pushed his fingers into himself all the way up to the knuckles.
Domenico caught Seth’s mouth in a kiss and pushed closer, twisting his hand over Seth’s cock and shuddering when he sensed the ridge of the head through the foreskin. The dispenser of hand cream was close enough, so he got a generous helping too and glanced at Seth’s closed eyes without breaking the kiss.
His husband was so beautiful. So perfect with his kind eyes and short but thick eyelashes. Domenico wished he could put him on the floor and fuck him hard, until they both couldn’t move anymore. But with those practiced hands tugging on his dick, he knew this encounter wouldn’t last long, so he doubled his efforts, kissing Seth so deeply it felt like he could somehow absorb him into his own body.
Seth wrapped his arm around Dom’s waist, pulling him even closer and sliding his hand under Dom’s shirt on his back. Feeling Seth’s hunger for sex was a turn on in itself, but the fast way he jerked off Dom’s cock had him slowly reaching peak already. Seth in turn kept thrusting into Dom’s fist and fucking it like mad without ever breaking the breathless kiss.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” whispered Domenico against Seth’s mouth, completely immersed in the movement of Seth’s hot, strong palm up and down his cock. It felt as if each time that hand caressed his glans, Seth somehow licked Dom’s balls as well, even though that wasn’t humanly possible. Taken by pleasure, Domenico could only feel. The hard prick fucking his hand. The rapid breathing, the fast heartbeat against his own chest. The heat. The sweat. The softness of skin and the bite of the stubble.
Domenico came so hard his knees buckled, and he needed to hold on to the door handle for support. Seth’s arm was steady on his back, holding him in place. The way Seth nuzzled the side of Dom’s face forced Dom to bite his lip, so as not to whimper like a love-starved puppy. Nothing could replace this feeling, and even through his orgasm, Dom squeezed his hand on Seth’s dick, letting Seth fuck it like the beast he was.
Seth groaned against Dom’s cheek and bit it when he came, covering Dom’s fingers with hot drizzles of cum. It made Domenico wish that his dick could be inside Seth’s warm, snug ass, undoubtedly now throbbing in tune with Seth’s orgasm. Few things felt as good as being buried deep inside Seth when that happened.
He opened his eyes, wishing to kneel and lick Seth’s cock clean. He was about to do just that when Seth’s earlier words crashed into the post-orgasmic haze in Dom’s brain and stopped him upright.
He could not. Not when they could be watched or heard. No one wanted to be labeled a ‘cocksucker’ in a place like this, and as proud as Domenico was of his sexuality, and how readily he usually took any pleasures, the sense of shame wouldn’t let him follow his instincts.
“Kiss me,” he whispered, enjoying the sensation of Seth’s sperm cooling on his skin.
Despite the quick, desperate fuck, the atmosphere between them was still scorching, and seeing Seth’s wide, honest smile had butterflies fluttering in Dom’s stomach even if he’d never tell anyone about them.
“You don’t have to ask,” Seth whispered before delving in for another kiss. A slow one this time, which languidly explored every inch of Dom’s mouth and played with his tongue as if they had all the time in the world.
Domenico pressed closer and slipped the stained hand under his own shirt, rubbing the remaining sperm into his own flesh as they hugged, standing in the tiny restroom so close to a kill room.
He didn’t care. He wanted everything to be as it was before they came here, and he’d do anything in his power to make it so. It would be just him and Seth. And Mark. Their little family back in Sicily, where they could live however they pleased.
Seth pulled away slightly to look into Dom’s eyes. “Even when I couldn’t touch you, I’d watch you. And I’d think to myself that you’re all mine. That no one else can ever have you. That everyone else is just dust to you, but me.”
A warmth spread through Domenico’s chest, and he grinned, finding Seth’s hand and bringing it to rest on his heart. He liked thinking that Seth could physically sense how much Domenico loved him. “If I can’t have you, everything might as well fall apart. There is no me without you anymore,” he added in a whisper, shocked himself at how true that was.
Seth’s smile became playful. “You have to make sure I don’t die then.”
Domenico watched him, for a moment somewhat choked up. “Yes. I wouldn’t let you die alone. Promise.”
“I’d like to be the guy who tells you not to say that, but I’m too greedy. I wouldn’t last a day without you after death.” Seth grabbed Dom’s other hand and led it to his own chest where an ugly bruise was blooming where Dom had hit him earl
ier. It only reminded Dom of the reason for their fight and brought him back to reality.
Mark. They had to deal with that lying brat.
He groaned and gently moved his fingers over the dark flesh, only to lean down and kiss it. “I’m sorry I hit you. Does it hurt?”
“Only when I breathe.”
Domenico chuckled and gave Seth a soft kiss. His body was cooling down, and being close like this now didn’t feel arousing but safe, familiar. As if they were an island on normalcy in the chaos of Toro’s household. “You clearly don’t need to.”
Seth leaned in and wrapped his arms around Dom’s neck. “I have to breathe, dumbass. If I stopped, you’d die.”
Domenico grinned. “We could have a casket for two made ahead.”
“I’m being romantic, and you’re being morbid.” Seth kissed Dom’s ear nevertheless.
Domenico snickered and eventually pulled away. He let his hand linger on Seth for a few more seconds, but in the end he walked up to the sink and washed off the cream from his cock and hands.
After that, it didn’t take long to make himself presentable. Seth followed in his footsteps, but kept giving him those dreamy gazes every now and then. It was a shame to see the flesh of his chest disappear under the shirt again, but the thought that tonight Seth would be sleeping in his bed gave Domenico enough peace of mind to stop touching.
Domenico leaned against the wall, contemplating all the ways they could fuck now in their goddamn beds. It felt good to take the edge off, but that didn’t mean he was sated. Then again, when it came to Seth he’d likely never be.
Now, he felt capable of dealing with that little rat, Mark.
Domenico unlocked the door as soon as Seth adjusted his hair, and stepped out first.
“Follow me.”
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