Something broke within him, and he hunched over again with a pained groan, shooting into Chaos’s mouth as the world went dim around the edges. Chaos hummed around him as he came, and Cooper could barely handle the tightness of the demon’s throat as he swallowed. He wanted to get closer. He wanted to push away. He wanted to pull Chaos into him so tightly it hurt.
He was left weak and trembling, but he managed to pull out, hissing with oversensitivity when Chaos’s rough tongue kept scraping against him even after he’d come.
Chaos licked his lips with a smack, although there was no trace of Cooper’s cum on them. Chaos had swallowed it all, greedy as anything. “I didn’t bite,” he said proudly.
“But—but you swallowed.” Cooper’s brow furrowed as his chest heaved. “Can you—I mean, you don’t eat or drink.”
“It won’t harm me.” Chaos lay his head on Cooper’s knee, peering up at him. “It’s human essence—demons thrive off of that. Cum. Blood. Sweat. Tears.”
Well, that was only slightly terrifying.
Chaos stood abruptly, his cock still hard, still intimidating as it jutted out, black-veined and studded. “Will you touch me, puppy?” he asked with disarming sweetness.
And even though Cooper had just come, that nervous edge of excitement bubbled in his belly again as he was faced with Chaos’s hard demon cock. “Yeah,” he breathed. “I’ll touch you.”
He wrapped a hand around Chaos. His cock was just as hot as his mouth, the skin softer than Cooper might have expected. Chaos was oozing something thick and viscous now, and Cooper used it to ease the glide of his fist. The studs were rigid, not at all pliable, but Chaos seemed to like having them touched, making small, pleased noises when Cooper ran his thumb over them.
Cooper had always been a little self-conscious when it came to sex, overthinking what was normal or hot or whatever. But he didn’t really have to worry about that with Chaos, did he? Nothing was normal here, not by any standard Cooper was aware of. Who knew what was hot to a chaos demon? The thought of biting off Cooper’s fingers, apparently, so what did it matter what Cooper did? All hecoulddo was give in to what felt natural and trust that Chaos would tell him what he liked.
And Chaos, being who he was, did exactly that. “I like your touch, puppy.”
Cooper smiled up at him, still stroking with one hand, petting the soft fur of Chaos’s lower belly with the other. “I’m glad.”
“I want to release my spend right here,” Chaos told him, touching Cooper’s chest, right over his heart.
“Okay,” Cooper said easily. “Wherever you want.”
“Yes,” Chaos hissed, his hips moving with Cooper’s touch now. His wings were twitching and rolling behind him, his tail lashing out to thump against Cooper’s leg. “Wherever I want.WhateverI want.” He placed his hands on Cooper’s shoulders, steadying himself. “Faster, puppy,” he urged.
Cooper followed his lead, stroking faster, tightening his grip the way he liked it when he wanted to jerk off speedily in the shower. He fixed his eyes on Chaos’s cock, watching the way the head grew fatter as Chaos approached his release, but he could feel the heavy weight of Chaos’s stare on his head.
Watching Cooper, as he always seemed to be.
Chaos came with a surprisingly soft breath, splashing Cooper’s chest with cum that was hot and thick. Cooper felt weirdly proud and pleased, in a way he never had after a hookup. He’d made his demon feel good. Made him happy. And it had been easy and natural and perfect.
Chaos immediately clambered into Cooper’s lap, straddling his legs. Cooper’s sticky hands fell to Chaos’s thighs, and he stroked the fur there. It was just as soft as the fur on his belly. He kind of wanted to rub his cheek against it.
“You came very quickly,” Chaos told him brightly, wrapping his arms around Cooper’s neck, not sounding nearly as winded as Cooper felt. “When I had my mouth on you.”
“It’s been a while,” Cooper admitted, too content to feel even slightly embarrassed. For some reason, he added, “I’ve been really lonely.”
“I know, puppy,” Chaos told him, running his talons gently through Cooper’s hair. “I know.” After a moment, he said quietly, “I think I was lonely too.”
Cooper gave in to his urges and dropped his head to Chaos’s chest, rubbing along the fur there. He was tired all of a sudden and yet felt too good to want to move. “Didn’t you have your demon friends?”
“They were there, but they weren’t mine. Not like you.” Chaos twisted Cooper’s earlobe, tugging gently. “The four of us were just…thrown together. Except maybe Nix. I would call him a friend, I think.”
Nix, the gorgeous, purple-eyed demon. Was he one of the ones who’d been agreeable to Chaos’s advances? Cooper didn’t want to think about it, not when he was feeling so nice. “If we’d waited for Ivan, you could’ve seen him again.”
Chaos didn’t respond to that. Instead, he said, his voice serious and almost sad, “I was in the Void for a very, very long time.” He paused, and Cooper thought that might be it, but then he continued, “I thought a lot about what I wanted when I finally escaped. How I wanted to be summoned back to the human realm but didn’t want to be ordered about, following some summoner’s pathetic whims. I wanted to explore. To play. But then you came along…” Chaos leaned back, pushing Cooper’s head up from his chest. He stroked Cooper’s cheek. “You summoned me, but I think I summoned you too.”
Cooper didn’t know what to say to that. So he told the truth. “I’m glad you did.”
Chaos beamed at him, hopping off his lap in the next instant. Before Cooper could mourn the loss of their closeness, Chaos was tugging his hand, pulling him into bed and under the covers. He draped himself over Cooper’s chest, his wings tucked tight against his back, like he was going to sleep with him there. Cooper saw for the first time that he had a tattoo on his back, in between his wings, swirling and chaotic and golden.
“I’ll sleep beside you now,” Chaos murmured. “And when I wake before you, I’ll play more of your game. In the morning, you’ll teach me new games to play so I don’t get bored and destructive when you’re busy. And after we feed you…”
He was warm and soft, and his smoky scent was becoming addictive. Cooper sighed, tucking his chin over Chaos’s head, listening to his plans and sweet demands.
