He’d never understood why Sascha and his devil boyfriend didn’t just buy thicker curtains themselves. But then again, Benny had never said anything, so maybe they didn’t know people could see them sometimes.
Now that he had his own boyfriend with secrets to keep…like, should he have said something?
But he’d have to think that over another time. For now, he was kind of frozen in his bedroom doorway. He rubbed at the back of his neck. “Hey, Helio? This isn’t my bed. It’s way bigger. And there’s, like, a crystal bowl of lube packets on my bedside table.”
A sudden warmth at Benny’s back let him know Helio was behind him. “Yes,” he confirmed, a hand landing on Benny’s hip. “The house changed some things while we were away.” He sounded like he approved.
“Huh. Is my house a magical villa now?”
Helio kissed the back of Benny’s neck, immediately repeating the move when it made Benny shiver. “The villa follows me,” he explained, tugging at the hem of Benny’s shirt. “It’s more a spirit than a singular place.”
“Oh, cool.” Benny raised his arms obediently so Helio could take off his shirt. “Hey, Villa,” he called out, raising his voice slightly. “Thanks for all your hard work. Sorry I thought a secret horde of servants was behind all of it before.”
The villa couldn’t talk back, obviously, but a whole bunch of rose petals appeared on the newly massive bed all of a sudden, so it must have heard him.
Helio paused in his efforts to unbutton Benny’s shorts. “Stopseducinghim,” he hissed.
Benny tilted his head back to peer at him. “Um. Which one of us are you talking to?”
Instead of answering, Helio claimed Benny’s mouth and shoved Benny’s shorts and underwear down, nudging at his legs until Benny stepped out of both. The kiss was greedy and a little harsh, like he was putting all his sulkiness into it.
Helio did that sometimes. It was like he couldn’t always be vocal about his feelings—or maybe had trouble being fully honest?—and so he tended to put it all into the way he fucked Benny. Like when he spent hours kissing every inch of Benny’s body sort of reverently, or when he pushed his cum back into Benny’s hole possessively after railing him. Maybe fae were naturally tactile like that, or maybe it was just Helio.
Either way, it made for killer sex.
Benny shivered with anticipation as Helio pushed him toward the bed without breaking the kiss.
When they hit the foot of the bed, Helio pressed at Benny’s back until he was bent forward over it. “I should take you back to the fae realm,” he muttered, kicking Benny’s legs apart. “Keep you under a thrall until I’m all you know or remember.”
See? Helio wasn’t always so good at saying what he meant. Sometimes he resorted to weird threats instead.
Benny sighed happily as he stretched out, laying his head on his folded arms, pushing back into Helio’s touch. “But you won’t.”
Helio’s hands landed on Benny’s ass, squeezing hard. “No. I won’t.”
A slick finger stroked at Benny’s entrance. Had there been lube packets mixed in with the rose petals? Probably.
“But you should know I’m tempted,” Helio muttered, sounding distracted in that way that meant he was staring at Benny’s hole like it held all the secrets in the universe.
Benny let out an encouraging moan when Helio’s finger breached him. It wasn’t going to take long to open him up—they’d already fucked before leaving the house. “That’s fine, babe,” he soothed. “We all have fantasies.”
Helio paused with two fingers inside him, no longer sounding distracted. “And what are your fantasies, Benny?”
“Um…” Benny thought it over while he wiggled his ass hopefully, trying to get Helio to pick back up where he’d left off. When that didn’t work, he relaxed, giving in to the delay. “Well, I want to take you dancing at the Lighthouse,” he said. That was the gay club in town that Benny sometimes worked as a bouncer at, and they had great music every first Friday of the month. “And I want you to try a lobster roll. Not a magical one,” he added, before Helio could protest. “A local one. And I want to escape the snow on one of your islands this winter.”
Yeah, that was a pretty good start. Those were awesome fantasies.
“Oh, and I want to sit on your face sometime,” he added, his dick jerking against the mattress at the thought.
“Fuck.”
And then the blunt head of Helio’s dick was notching at Benny’s entrance, entering him in one steady push.
God, that felt good.
Sometimes Helio took him apart slowly, like they had years just for a single fuck, and sometimes he was fast and furious, like he needed the reassurance of Benny’s body.
This is definitely one of the fast and furious times, Benny thought, as Helio covered him completely with his form, snapping his hips in a way that had Benny keening within moments.
