Chaos tugged Cooper into him, back to chest, wrapping his arms around Cooper’s waist and tucking his chin over Cooper’s shoulder. “Whatever you want, my sweet summoner. Whatever, whenever, wherever. I go where you go.”
Cooper laughed, happiness fizzing in his stomach. “But would you enjoy it?”
“I would enjoy it very, very much,” Chaos told him with a nuzzle.
Cooper believed him. For whatever reason, this wild, wonderful demon would be happy wherever they went, as long as he was at Cooper’s side.
So they’d go. Maybe they’d come back for good at the end. Maybe they’d find somewhere they liked better than the city, only coming back to visit.
Maybe they’d make a little mischief along the way.
But no matter what, they’d be together. Neither of them would be alone. Not anymore.
Cooper leaned his head back, letting his cheek rest against Chaos’s. “Me too. I’m going to enjoy it all. Every minute.”
EPILOGUE
Chaos
Chaos darted through the apartment, light on his feet. Like a tricky mouse. Or a tricky gazelle. Or maybe just a tricky demon.
He slipped into the steam-filled room, his gaze caught on the silhouette of his prey. He disappeared his clothes and then projected himself into the shower, grabbing onto the warm body in front of him.
“Oh my fuckingGod!” Cooper screamed. He said that phrase a lot when Chaos touched him. Usually when Chaos was inside him, though, and usually with less sheer terror.
Cooper might have slipped and fallen too, but Chaos locked onto him, one arm around his belly and one around his chest. It lined them up perfectly so Chaos’s hard cock pressed against the seam of Cooper’s bottom.
Lovely.
Cooper realized quickly enough what was happening—Chaos’s sweet, intelligent summoner—and relaxed in Chaos’s hold. “You scared the life out of me, you know.” He craned his neck to peer at Chaos. “I thought you didn’t want a shower.”
“I got cold.”
Cooper chuckled, pressing his delightful bottom back against Chaos’s erection. “And what’s this you have for me?”
“It’s my penis,” Chaos told him helpfully. “I’m hoping to place it inside you.”
Cooper’s chuckle turned into a full laugh. “Dude. I was being coy.”
“Ahh. Human games.” Chaos nodded in approval, his hands beginning to wander on their own. He enjoyed the way it made goose bumps ripple across Cooper’s skin, even with the warmth of the shower. “Then it’s a gift,” he murmured. “Just for you. Where should I put it?”
Cooper let out a little hum as Chaos’s thumb teased his nipple. “You didn’t get enough earlier?”
“Never enough.” Chaos rocked against Cooper, nestling his hard cock even more firmly into that furrow. “And we’ll be apart for hours. I need to stock up.”
When Cooper only hummed again, pressing a hand against the shower wall and arching his back, Chaos nipped at his ear in approval. “Good puppy.”
He stepped back and spread those lovely cheeks, lining himself up with no hands and—in one perfect, glorious thrust—burying himself where he loved most to be.
Cooper let out a small, punched-out noise. He’d been loosened already from their mating this morning—even lubricated still, since he hadn’t gotten to washing himself there yet—but Chaos held himself still anyway, letting his puppy adjust to him. Eventually Cooper shifted, letting out a satisfied moan.
“Stock up,” he said, placing his other hand on the wall. “You say it like you’re storing it somehow. Sex with me.”
“I am,” Chaos told him while he let his hands wander again. He liked touching Cooper while he was nestled inside him, all snug and warm. “In my mind, I have so many beautiful pictures of you, taking me so well like you do. And in my chest, the taste of your soul piece suffused with lust. And in my skin, the feel of you against me. I store it everywhere, my time with you.”
Cooper let out a breath, and when he peered over his shoulder at Chaos, his gaze was soft as silk. “Bracchus. That’s so—”
“Creepy?”
