Chapter 8

Chapter

Eight

"How do you want it?" Jupiter asked. "Straight?"

"No, gay. But thanks for asking."

"Ha ha." Jupiter chuckled, heading back to the bar.

Trev turned off the water now that the tub was full and then settled into the bubbles. He allowed himself to relax, trying to plan his next move. His best bet to get out of this room still seemed to be the window right above this tub, and he was confident he could break it with his lockbox.

That might make a lot of noise though.

Maybe he could lock the bathroom door and block it with something to buy himself enough time to get through the window.

Hopefully without cutting himself.

Or breaking any bones.

Ugh.

Jupiter returned, offering a glass of vodka to Trev. "Here."

"Thanks." Trev accepted it and took a small sip. "So, are you getting in here with me?"

"I am." Jupiter removed his tie.

"And what are we going to do?" Trev let his smile turn sly.

"We're going to talk," Jupiter said as he set his glass down on the side of the tub so he could take off his jacket.

"Talk?" Trev made a face. "That doesn't sound like very much fun."

"Oh, trust me." Jupiter laughed. "It's going to be very exciting."

Trev enjoyed the vision of Jupiter stripping down, and he looked over his broad, powerful body with unrestrained hunger. He hadn't been able to see much of Jupiter before since he'd kept his clothes on or it had been too dark to appreciate how stunning he was. Jupiter was hot, bulging in all the right places, and Trev wanted to bathe him with his tongue.

He didn't have to pretend to be attracted to Jupiter at least.

That part was easy.

"If you say so, sir ," Trev teased, pausing to take another sip of vodka. "I think there's much more exciting things I could be doing with my mouth, but hey, you're in charge."

Jupiter touched Trev's shoulder, urging him to move forward. He slid into the tub behind him, spreading his legs so Trev could sit between them and lie back against his chest.

Trev shivered.

This was intimate, and he didn't like how vulnerable he felt, especially when Jupiter wrapped his arm around him. Trev's hand naturally reached up to hold Jupiter's forearm, and his cock twitched.

"So." Trev cleared his throat. "What did you want to talk about?"

"Do you know who Rafaello Luchesi is?" Jupiter asked.

"No, but I'm going to assume he's one of your many other charming relatives."

"He was the don of the Luchesi family at the height of our power. He had three sons… and one bastard."

"You."

"Yes." Jupiter's fingers traced Trev's collarbone. "My mother was one of the maids. I was born just a few years before Rafaello died and he never claimed me. Sal and Emil are my cousins. Their father, Ugo, was Rafaello's brother, but he has not… been doing very well for a long time."

Trev squeezed Jupiter's powerful forearm. "Yeah, I kinda noticed."

"Before Ugo completely lost his mind, he said that one of Rafaello's sons should lead the family. There used to be four of us. Matteo, Cristian, and Luigi. Cold killed them all."

"Except you."

"Except me." Jupiter sighed softly. "I doubt he even knows I exist. The family wouldn't want me to lead anyway. Because I'm a bastard. And yes, because of my… preferences. Some other members of the family created a council and have been leading in Ugo's absence, but Sal and Emil believe they should be in charge."

"Let me guess. Not so much?"

"The council has gotten pretty comfortable running things, but Sal and Emil have been pushing hard for them to dissolve and elect a new don. Of course, they think it should be one of them, but the majority of the council are still loyal to Ugo and if given the choice between choosing Emil or Sal or respecting Ugo's wish…"

"They'd pick the gay bastard?"

"I doubt it, but there's still a chance."

"So, in other words…" Trev pursed his lips. "Sal and Emil have a big ol' motive to make you look like shit and get rid of you."

"Yes."

"Why are you telling me this? Not that I don't appreciate the quality sharing time with no clothes on..." Trev stroked Jupiter's forearm slowly. "But you've made it very clear you don't trust me."

"Because, ironically, you might be the only one I can trust." Jupiter rested his cheek in Trev's hair. "Neither one of us wants to be here."

"What? Don't want to lead the big scary mob family?"

"No." Jupiter scoffed. "I was happy with what I had. Now everything is much more complicated, and I cannot simply walk away."

"Why don't we walk right out that front door right now then?" Trev said. "Me and you?—"

"It's not that easy." Jupiter hugged Trev a little closer. "They're keeping an eye on me too. I can't just leave whenever I want. Not with Sal's goons hanging around watching."

Trev leaned his head back against Jupiter's shoulder and processed the information. It was certainly possible that Jupiter was playing him the same way Trev had intended to play him, but it didn't sound like Jupiter had much to gain by telling him all of this except a slightly more cooperative prisoner.

But maybe…

Maybe it would be easier to escape if they worked together.

Trev rocked his hips back with a smirk. "Sounds like you could use some help making a plan, huh?"

"Perhaps an alliance of sorts." Jupiter's hand dragged down Trev's chest. "It would be beneficial to us both."

"So what?" Trev kept moving, rubbing his ass into Jupiter's groin. "What do you want me to do?"

"Be patient," Jupiter soothed. "When the opportunity arises, I'll make sure we both get out of the city safely. I have to get some money first, and then?—"

"I have money," Trev blurted out.

"What?"

Trev fidgeted.

He was putting a lot of faith in Jupiter, perhaps too much.

"I have some money, okay?" Trev said firmly. "Don't worry about that. Just get us the fuck out of here."

"That's what you're hiding in that lockbox, isn't it?" Jupiter's hand traveled down Trev's stomach.

Trev inhaled sharply, and he arched back against Jupiter. "Does it matter what it is?"

"Yes."

"You'll just have to trust that it will get us very, very far away from here."

"Us, hmm?" Jupiter hummed.

Trev blushed, and he replied casually, "As far as you wanna go together. I was thinking of heading to the border and never looking back."

"Maybe." Jupiter's fingers teased down Trev's hip. "I still don't trust you."

"No?"

"Not even for a second."

Trev closed his eyes, his breath hitching as Jupiter stroked the crease of his groin. His cock was already thickening, and he arched into Jupiter's hand, trying to get it where he wanted it. "I g-guess you'll just have to try."

Jupiter denied him and drew his hand back to the curve of Trev's side. "I suppose that depends on you, baby doll."

"What do you mean?" Trev reached up to find Jupiter's cheek, scratching his fingers through his beard. His pulse was climbing steadily, and the teasing was driving him insane.

"Well?"

Trev sagged, grunting in frustration. "What?"

"Are you going to start being real with me? Or are you going to keep playing games?"

"Whatever keeps me alive and gets me the fuck out of here," Trev replied honestly. "I'll do whatever it takes."

"Of that, I have no doubt." Jupiter smoothed his palm across Trev's belly, the tips of his fingers teasing around the base of his cock. "You really are quite something, baby doll."

"Damn right, I am." Trev grabbed Jupiter's wrist and pushed his hand down. He twisted around to press a heated kiss to Jupiter's lips.

Jupiter groaned and grabbed Trev's cheek, kissing him back passionately.

Trev scrambled to turn around and climb into Jupiter's lap, and water splashed out over the side of the tub. He didn't care. He reached between them to get his hand on their cocks, wrapping his fingers around them and giving them a firm tug as they kissed.

He was squeezing too hard, too fast, but the pressure was wonderful and he wanted more. He groaned as Jupiter grabbed the back of his head to lead the kiss, and Trev thrust his tongue into Jupiter's mouth.

Jupiter held Trev at the small of his back, urging him to rock forward.

Trev moved his hips and dropped both of his hands to their cocks. He wrapped his fingers around them and stroked them faster, moaning softly.

This was insane.

This could be a trick, a ploy to make Trev lower his guard so he might make a mistake later.

And yet, it was hard to doubt the passion in Jupiter's lips and the possessiveness in his hand as he palmed Trev's ass cheek.

Jupiter challenged Trev as no one had before, saw through most of his bullshit, and was quite charming when he wanted to be. He was handsome, confident, and…

Oh gross—Trev liked him.

Shit, shit, shit.

Trev moved his hands faster, as if he could somehow work off his frustrations via jerking off. It wasn't doing much except making him more horny, and he groaned low, teasing his teeth over Jupiter's bottom lip. "F-fuck."

Jupiter's eyes were so dark they were nearly black, and his voice was hoarse as he whispered, "How about… a little exercise in trust?"

Trev slowed down. "What did you have in mind?"

"Do exactly what I say and I'll make sure you are very, very satisfied."

Trev wanted to refuse, especially since he was already so close, but he couldn't resist the lust in Jupiter's gaze. Although there was no way to possibly know what Jupiter had planned for him, Trev was certain that it would be pleasurable.

"Okay." Trev squeezed their cocks one last time before letting go.

"Okay, sir ." Jupiter smirked.

Trev resisted the urge to roll his eyes, but he still fixed Jupiter with a very unimpressed stare. "What do you want me to do?"

"Go ahead and get out. I'll help you dry off."

"All right, sir." Trev slid off Jupiter's lap, his hard cock jutting straight out. He stroked himself to ease the throb as he stepped out of the tub, turning so he could admire Jupiter emerging like a bubbly, slick Aquaman.

Jupiter got them towels, and he wrapped one around Trev's waist before pulling him into a deep kiss. He held the side of Trev's face and his hip, again commanding Trev's mouth and setting the pace to a languid crawl and tease of tongues.

Trev went willingly, and he glided his hands over the damp curves of Jupiter's chest. He pushed his hips forward, insistently rubbing his hard cock against Jupiter's. He loved how hot Jupiter's skin felt meeting his own, and the lingering damp from the bath allowed for slick, desperate caresses.

Damn Jupiter Prospero.

Damn him.

Trev wanted him.

He wanted to put out the fire burning in his loins, whether by frantic rutting or quick strokes of his hand. He needed an end, he needed relief , and his own desires rose up like a storm, clouding all of his senses. He hadn't known that it was possible for another person to have this kind of effect on him, and it was as maddening as it was intoxicating.

"Bedroom," Jupiter rumbled.

His command was a light within the swirling chaos, his hands firm as he directed Trev to the bed. Trev was a little lightheaded, and he was thankful for Jupiter's steadying touch.

The towel fell away when Jupiter picked him up and laid him across the bed, and Trev's stomach dipped from the sudden rush of movement. He scooted back until his head hit the pillows, watching Jupiter crawl up between his legs.

Jupiter's long hair was cold and wet as it brushed over Trev's thighs, and he smiled up at Trev. "I'm honestly surprised at how easily you agreed."

"To get some dick?"

"To trust me."

"So I can get some dick." Trev pursed his lips and then added, " Sir ."

"I'm going to need more than that, baby doll." Jupiter's hair tickled Trev's hips as he kissed Trev's hip. "It's not just your fine little ass on the line here. It's mine too."

"I want to get the fuck out of here." Trev tilted his cock toward Jupiter's face. "Isn't that enough, sir?"

"I need to know that you'll have my back like I plan to have yours so we can both leave in one piece. I have a very good idea of what you're capable of, and while impressive, I'd appreciate a truce until we're free." Jupiter lifted his head. "Can you do that?"

"Yeah, sure."

"Uh-uh." Jupiter flicked out his tongue, teasing over the head of Trev's cock. "Come on, baby doll. Sal and Emil will not hesitate to kill us both if they know we're planning to bail. They want this deal with Cold?—"

"And you out of the way," Trev reminded him haughtily. "I'm worth more alive."

"For now. As long as they think Boss Cold still wants to negotiate." Jupiter licked up the side of Trev's cock. "If not…"

Trev didn't need Jupiter to finish that sentence. He already knew what that would mean for him—cement shoes, sleeping with the fishes, whatever it was mobsters said these days. He reached down to slide his fingers through Jupiter's hair. "Fine. I'll trust you… At least until we get out of here safely. But if you fuck me over or I even think for a second that you're planning to, I'm gonna put something a lot worse than glitter body spray in your eye, do you understand me?"

Jupiter smiled. "Yes, baby doll."

"Good. Now?—"

Jupiter swallowed down Trev's cock, sucking hard.

"O-oh! Fuck!" Trev groaned and pushed up into Jupiter's mouth, savoring the wet heat surrounding him. Jupiter looked absolutely stunning with his lips wrapped around Trev's cock, and it was easy to be selfish with Jupiter so willingly giving himself over like this. He tightened his hold on Jupiter's hair, thrusting a little harder.

Jupiter allowed it, his eyes burning into Trev's as his fingers made their way up Trev's inner thigh. He squeezed his groin and directed his thumb back behind Trev's balls.

The pressure against Trev's taint drew out a soft moan from his lips, and his heart was pounding nearly as fast as the thoughts spinning in his head. He knew escape had to be his main priority, and he could play nice with Jupiter for a little while to achieve it.

After that…

Trev wasn't sure.

He didn't want to think of a future with Jupiter beyond what was hopefully going to be a few more fantastic orgasms and a way out of here. It was startling to realize it wasn't very hard at all to see himself with Jupiter—a man who challenged him, respected his intelligence and how conniving he could be, and saw potential in him as no one else had before.

Fuck.

Not now.

Trev focused on Jupiter's mouth and the slide of his tongue, and he groaned as Jupiter's thumb pressed against his hole. The pressure was a tease of the penetration Trev longed for, and he tried to tilt his hips down in hopes of gaining it.

Jupiter refused him because of course he did, and he withdrew from Trev's cock with a swipe of tongue over his slit. He directed his attention down to Trev's hole, and he lapped over it with greedy swipes.

Trev reached for his cock so he could jerk off and find some relief, but Jupiter grabbed his wrist. "Mm, what?"

"Trust me." Jupiter squeezed lightly and then let go. He spun a finger around Trev's hole, playing in his spit. He pressed the very tip in, but it was only another tease. "We'll get there."

"Sir… please ."

"Please what?"

"I want to come."

"How?"

" Quickly ," Trev bit out between clenched teeth. The throb in his balls was incessant, and he was starting to sweat.

"Patience, baby doll." Jupiter pushed his finger in a little deeper, and he licked around it slowly. "Mm, patience."

Trev wanted to tell Jupiter exactly where he could shove his patience, but he tried instead to relax. The press of Jupiter's finger burned, though his pooling spit helped mute the discomfort. Soon it was enough for Jupiter's entire finger to thrust inside of him, though that was also only a whisper of the pleasure he knew Jupiter was capable of with his cock.

That's what he wanted.

He wanted Jupiter to fuck him and stop screwing around.

"Sir, please…" Trev squirmed and used one of his very best sexual moans to hopefully entice Jupiter into action. "I'm good. I'm ready. Mmm, I need you inside me right now."

"You're not ready until I say you are," Jupiter warned. "You really can't stand it, can you? Not being in control."

Trev's face flashed white-hot, and it was a struggle to swallow back his frustration. He wanted to argue. He could stop this at any damn time he pleased. He didn't have to do a single thing that he didn't want to, and that…

That was the problem.

Trev did want this.

His desire for Jupiter was enough to command his compliance, and it was maddening. It fogged his thoughts and made it difficult to focus, and he couldn't deny that Jupiter had found an effective way to force his obedience.

Jupiter smirked at Trev's silence and taunted, "That's what I thought, baby doll."

Trev continued to say nothing, and he slid his hands over his face with a low groan.

"Don't worry. I won't make you wait too long." Jupiter lapped around Trev's hole and then up his taint, his sly chuckle resonating through his tongue. "You are very, very difficult to resist."

"I know," Trev said firmly, trying to regain some of his confidence. "I'm fucking perfect."

"Close enough." Jupiter withdrew his finger and pushed himself up.

Trev watched Jupiter get out of bed, heading back to the bathroom. "What are you doing?"

"Unless you have lube in that lockbox, I need to get my wallet." Jupiter returned with his wallet in hand. He pulled out a small packet of lube with a smirk. "Although, if you happened to have one hidden behind your ear or something, I wouldn't be surprised."

"Well, under normal circumstances…" Trev trailed off with a playful shrug.

"I expect nothing less from you." Jupiter tore the packet open with his teeth as he slid back between Trev's long legs. He leisurely drizzled the lube onto his cock and stroked himself.

Trev wanted to cheer, and he even welcomed Jupiter bowing his head down for a kiss. It was hot as always, but there was a drag in Jupiter's tongue that made Trev suspicious. He tilted into Jupiter's hand as he spread some lube around his hole. "Mmm, come on. You know that's not what I want."

"I know," Jupiter murmured in reply, plunging in two slick fingers. "But right now, this is what you're getting, baby doll. So be a good boy and take it."

Trev sagged into the bed, and he tried to appreciate the meager friction that Jupiter's fingers offered. If he smarted off, Jupiter would do something awful like punish him or whatever, so he was determined to behave. He'd never had to work quite this hard to get laid before, and yes, it was challenging but also…

Exhilarating.

The building tension increased the throb in his loins until he was ready to jump out of bed and hump the damn wall. His eyes burned, his heart pounded, and the agonizing drag of Jupiter's fingers split him somewhere between heaven and hell. It went on for so long that Trev's cock softened, though it still throbbed with his arousal.

Trev found that he was relaxed now, and the surges of adrenaline that usually prompted his muscles to race through this particular act at top speed had drained away. He touched his face, finding it flushed and sweating, and he dragged his other hand across his chest to feel his heart's heavy but slow thud.

The sound of his own breathing was weirdly alien for how steady it was, and the slick press of Jupiter's fingers was wonderfully erotic. His body was soft, easily welcoming each thrust even when Jupiter added a third finger inside of him.

"There," Jupiter rumbled. "There you go, baby doll. So fucking perfect for me."

Yes .

Trev was being so very good now, and it created a new warmth in his chest that bubbled out as he moaned. He loved how Jupiter was looking at him right now, though it was hard to qualify exactly what it was—pride? Desire? Adoration?

Probably all of the above, really.

Because Trev was fucking perfect .

Jupiter kissed Trev's stomach as he withdrew his fingers. His hair still tickled from the lingering damp, and he smirked up at Trev. "Look at you… I think you're ready for me now."

"Yes, sir," Trev murmured.

"Good boy." Jupiter kissed Trev's belly. "Tell me, baby doll. How do you want me?"

"What?" Trev didn't think he'd heard Jupiter correctly. He didn't understand why he was being given a choice when Jupiter was supposed to be the one calling the shots.

"You've been so good for me, baby doll. I'm going to let you choose how I fuck you."

Trev's face burned as the possibilities raced through his mind. "I want you to…"

"Yes?"

"I want you to fuck me from behind. Just pound my fucking brains out." Trev took a deep breath, his body craving some fiercer treatment after everything had been so deliciously slow. "I want to forget everything, okay?" He kept his eyes on Jupiter as he rolled over onto his hands and knees to present himself. "I… I want to trust you."

"Fuck." Jupiter's hands eagerly seized Trev's ass cheeks. "I can do that, baby doll." He teased the head of his cock over Trev's hole and then pressed in, groaning softly. "There we go."

The push of Jupiter's cock was effortless, and Trev gasped at how easily his body swallowed up every inch. Jupiter didn't stop until he'd buried himself completely, and Trev squeezed down just to hear him grunt. "God, yes… Give it to me."

Jupiter rubbed Trev's hip, bowing over him to press a soft kiss to his spine. He then slammed forward, fucking Trev hard and fast, setting a brutal pace.

It was rough, relentless, and exactly what Trev had asked for.

"Yes!" Trev howled, spreading his legs and rocking back to meet Jupiter's slams. He tilted his body until he got the angle that he wanted most, and the resulting pressure made his eyes water. He clawed at the bed, moaning happily.

The feverish slap of their bodies sounded like someone had lit a string of firecrackers, and the bliss left in the wake of Jupiter's powerful thrusts was nearly overwhelming. It was compounded by the contrast of how sweetly Jupiter stroked Trev's body, still kissing his back and shoulders as he fucked him so hard.

"Is this good?" Jupiter growled low. "Is this what you wanted, baby doll?"

Trev groaned loud enough to rattle the windows. "Oh my God! This! Mm, this right fucking here! Fuck me, it's so good!"

Jupiter growled again, and he seized Trev's hips as he continued to pound into him. "You look so fuckin' beautiful like this. Letting me tear you apart."

Trev braced himself on his forearms to push back on Jupiter's cock. "Yeah, fuck… Come on. Keep talking. Mm, Tell me…"

"Tell you what? How fucking hot you are?" Jupiter murmured. "How I've never met anyone like you…? Mmm, such a little badass… And right now, you're all mine."

"Yours," Trev croaked. "Fuck, I'm all yours."

Jupiter snarled and continued to rail Trev down into the bed, forcing his body flat against the mattress.

It felt amazing .

But…

Trev wanted to see Jupiter.

This wasn't right.

"Wait, st-stop." Trev grunted. "I just?—"

Jupiter stopped.

Immediately.

"Talk to me," Jupiter said urgently. "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"

"No, no, I'm okay!" Trev swallowed thickly. "This… I changed my mind. I want to see you, okay?" He pulled forward until Jupiter's cock slipped free. He rolled onto his back and spread his legs, saying, "I want to do it like this."

"Whatever you want, baby doll." Jupiter moved on top of Trev. He pressed a soft kiss to his lips, their bodies slotting together as they held one another. "This… is perfect."

"Yeah." Trev's pulse sang with a new thrum of pleasure from the closeness, and he hugged Jupiter's neck tight. "It really fucking is."

Jupiter kissed him as his cock slid back inside, and Trev mewled quietly.

Yes.

This is what he wanted.

Jupiter's weight was grounding and warm, and he loved the closeness, the tender way Jupiter thrust now, and each slide of Jupiter's cock made fireworks light up within Trev's very core. He hitched his legs up on Jupiter's sides to increase the sweet feeling, and then he gasped as Jupiter shrugged them up onto his shoulders. "F-fuck!"

"Talk to me, baby doll." Jupiter mouthed at Trev's jaw. "Is that good?"

"So fuckin' good!" Trev whined, bending his legs until his knees hit his chest. "Mmm, there, just like that." He kissed Jupiter hungrily and grabbed at his hips, urging him to keep up the wonderful pace.

It was slow but deep, hard and steady, and Trev had never known sex could feel this intimate. Jupiter was fucking him like he was the most precious thing in the universe, plunging inside Trev's body until Trev was a blathering, moaning mess.

One of Trev's legs slipped off Jupiter's shoulder, and he spread himself out wide. He was nearly giddy from the wonderful feelings washing over him, and he groaned excitedly. "God, yes… Fuck yeah, get it, baby! F-fuck!"

Jupiter slowed, smothering a groan against Trev's throat.

"Hey, what is it?" Trev tangled his fingers in Jupiter's hair.

"Close," Jupiter warned.

"Me too." Trev nuzzled Jupiter's brow. "God, please. Can I come? Can I please?—"

"Yes, fuck ." Jupiter let loose a deep growl. "Where do you?—"

"In me. In me! Give it to me. Right now." Trev slid his hand between them to grab his cock and stroke desperately. "I want it. Mmm, come on. I want it when I come."

Jupiter flashed a sly little grin, and he resumed the rapid rhythm from the previous position.

"Oh, oh fuck !" Trev groaned, jerking off quickly to match the frantic pace. "There… Oh fuck, fuck, fuck! C'mon, you motherfucker! Get it! Fuckin' get it!"

Jupiter's reply was a growl, and he grabbed the side of Trev's face to pull him into a deep kiss as he pounded his ass ferociously.

The kick of hot friction was exactly what Trev needed, and he tensed as the incredible pressure built back in his balls and throbbed in the head of his cock. The final release blurred his vision, and he howled as he came. "God, yes! Get it, get it, get it?—"

Jupiter smothered Trev's cries with another passionate kiss, and he snarled as his hips bucked erratically.

Trev felt the rush of heat that signaled Jupiter's release, grinding down as Jupiter's cock filled him. He kissed Jupiter, kissed him and kissed him until he was out of breath and whining brokenly. He swore he was still coming even after his cock had nothing left to spill, and he trembled beneath Jupiter with one last urgent moan. "Ho-holy shit."

Jupiter chuckled low. "See what happens when you trust me, baby doll?"

"Hmmph. You mean after you torture and edge the fuck out of me?"

Jupiter grinned. "Same thing."

"Whatever." Trev huffed and tried to feign defiance, but he was smiling. It was difficult to be grumpy when he'd just had a spectacular orgasm…

Or when Jupiter was smiling at him like he'd painted all the stars across the sky.

Trev closed his eyes. "What now?"

"We wait for the right opportunity." Jupiter caressed Trev's hip.

"That's fuckin' stupid." Trev scoffed. "Why don't we try to get out now, huh? Or, hey, even better." He turned his head to look at Jupiter. "Give Sal and Emil something else to worry about?"

"Such as?"

"Why don't we create a very nice, very big distraction?"

"What are you talking about?" Jupiter narrowed his eyes.

"Ugo wanted a party, didn't he?"

"Yeah?"

"Why don't we give him one?"