Whatever Chaos wanted.
12
Chaos
Chaos knelt between Cooper’s spread legs, practically vibrating with giddy excitement.
After the extreme terribleness that had been Ivan’s visit, Chaos was being rewarded for his restraint. He hadn’t maimed the cousin, or set him on fire even a little bit, and now he was going to play with Cooper in new, exciting ways, and it had all beenCooper’ssuggestion.
Splendid. Splendid, splendid, splendid.
Chaos licked his lips, sliding his taloned hands up and down the soft skin of Cooper’s inner thighs, watching the way the swell of Cooper’s lower belly clenched at the touch. Cooper’s muscles were trembling, and his hard, flushed cock was bobbing in the air like a tasty treat.
A tasty treat just for Chaos.
Still, Cooper’s nerves permeated the air as he licked his lips and muttered, “You’ll need to use, um, lots of lube. And—and prep me. Don’t just jam the beads in.”
Chaos grinned. He knew that much from all the human porn sets Nix had made him watch through the portal. But he didn’t mind Cooper’s nerves. They were like a delicious delicacy, wrapped up as they were in his trust in Chaos. Trust that, by all rights, Chaos shouldn’t have deserved.
“You’re such a good teacher, puppy,” Chaos crooned, pushing Cooper’s legs back, purring his approval when Cooper grabbed the backs of his own thighs helpfully. He tugged a pillow from the head of the bed and placed it under Cooper’s rump, then leaned forward and removed Cooper’s glasses, carefully setting them on the side table. “I could just eat you up.”
“No teeth,” Cooper reminded him, his face flushing pink as he held himself open for Chaos.
“No teeth,” Chaos repeated. “Only fingers and lips and cock and tongue and toy.”
He thumbed at Cooper’s exposed crease, that little hole he was about to play with winking at him. Speaking of lips and tongues…
Chaos dropped down onto his hands and shoved his face into that furrow, mouthing at Cooper’s entrance.
“Oh!” Cooper cried, his hands falling from his thighs as his lower body jerked off the bed. “Oh fuck! What—”
Chaos lifted his head, grabbing Cooper’s hands and putting them back where they’d been. He stroked Cooper’s hole, now wet with his spit, as he asked, “This is something humans do with their lovers, yes?”
“Um, yes?” Cooper said, sounding unsure as Chaos leaned down to lick at him again. “Oh myGod.”
Chaos settled into place, wiggling his pointed tongue right into that waiting hole, delighted by how easily it slid in. Cooper tasted musky and secret there, and he made the most interesting noises as Chaos’s tongue split into a fork, twisting inside him.
Oh, this waswonderful. Chaos didn’t need to nibble off fingers or break any skin—he could devour Cooper just like this, in a way they both enjoyed.
And by the sounds of it, Cooper was enjoying it very much.
Chaos got lost in the pleasure of it, humming and giggling and taking turns licking and sucking and kissing, until he was brought back to the present by a sharp tug at his hair. “Bracchus!”
Oh. Had Cooper been calling him long? Chaos lifted his head, licking at his spit-soaked lips. “Yes, puppy?”
Cooper’s beautiful, mismatched eyes were half-lidded and glassy. “I’m going to come if you keep doing that.”
“That’s good,” Chaos soothed, stroking his hands up Cooper’s thighs in approval.
“Didn’t you want…?” Cooper cocked his chin to the beads that were still laid out on the bed.
Oh. Right. Chaos had maybe forgotten about those. Oops. He started bobbing his head, pretending otherwise. “Yes, yes. Right, right, right.”
He grabbed blindly for the lube before plopping a generous amount onto Cooper’s hole, no matter that it was already dripping with Chaos’s saliva. He used his finger to push it all inside, grinning at the way Cooper’s inner muscles sucked his digit in. Just like they had with his tongue. Just like they would with his cock.
Next Chaos covered the beads dutifully. Then he looked down at the soaked bedspread. “Very messy,” he commented mildly.
There was laughter hidden in Cooper’s voice as he said, “Well, you used, um, quite a lot.”
