Duke beamed, all warm and pleased. More self-consciously, he said, “I’m... thinking about adopting them, actually.”
Nat could’ve melted. “That’s really amazing.”
The demon seemed torn, though. “I hesitate only because I have so many other commitments going on. I want to be a proper dad for them. I want to be around more in their lives. But there are things I need to do: Brimstone Industries belongs to my parents. They trust me to be the CEO. The fire department needs everyone they can get during fire season. And there’s always something that needs to be done at the animal shelter. And, well, it’s bonding time for me and the kids, when we go there.”
Nat nodded. “I’ll try to think of something. But it’s almost 5 AM right now, and we both have to get up early.”
Duke sighed. “Put Wanda in the crib and get into bed.”
Nat blushed and obeyed, rubbing his hands through Wanda’s blanket to leave his scent there.
When he turned, he found Duke stepping out of the attached bathroom, drying his face with a towel. Duke crossed the room in a few strides, climbing under the duvet.
Except the duvet made him look wickedly sinful. It artfully covered Duke from the waist down, giving off the impression that he was completely naked in bed.
“Does the cot, uh, have soundproofing?” Nat asked hoarsely.
Duke lifted an eyebrow. “Yes.”
“Oh. Okay.” Nat blushed and tried not to look at Duke. He fussed with Wanda’s blanket, listening to the rustling sheets behind him.
Duke’s gaze was heavy like a lover’s touch on his back.
Nat steeled his nerves. Then he approached the bed, pausing when he realized how high it was. He had to heave himself onto the mattress, his feet dangling above the floor when he was seated. “This is kind of high.”
“I had it custom made for me,” Duke said placidly. “If you’d like, I could have a step added on your side.”
“That—That implies that I’m going to be here again.”
Duke hummed. “I might need you to watch over the children once in a while. When that happens, I will offer you a place in my bed.”
Nat gulped. “Okay.” He started to get under the covers, only for his work pants to tug uncomfortably around his legs. Nat fumbled open his fly and wriggled out of his pants.
Duke growled.
“Y-yes?” Nat’s heart stuttered.
“I like your ass. There’s so much of it for me to touch. It’s a pity that your underwear is loose and not very flattering.”
Duke reached over, squeezing Nat’s asscheek through his briefs. Nat whimpered.
“Get into bed,” Duke murmured.
Nat lifted the cloud-soft duvet—and realized that Duke had lost his underwear at some point.
He yanked his gaze away, tingling between his legs. “Um.”
Duke grinned and wrapped his arm around Nat’s waist, tugging him closer. And closer. Until they were pressed flush together, his chest against Nat’s back, his legs tangling with Nat’s.
There was only a single layer of clothes between them now.
Actually, not even that. Nat’s underwear only covered his ass. But Duke’s body was longer than his.Hiships pressed against the backs of Nat’s thighs, his big, velvety cock nestling between Nat’s legs.
Nat stopped breathing.I need to calm down. I’ve touched his cock before, remember?
But Duke flattened himself against Nat, his hips shifting, his cock dragging heavily against Nat’s leg.
Nat was suddenly hard in his underwear, and not tired at all.
