13. CHAPTER 13

CHAPTER 13

Fuck! When his boy openly worked with their friends to come up with a group costume, every fucking part of Mercury not only cheered but fell more in love with his boy. Hell, he was proud that Dorsey had not only interacted with their friends but had come up with the perfect costume.

Dorsey had been right that everyone could come up with their own color, but their outfit hadn't mattered. It didn't matter how someone wanted to dress; it would work. All they had to worry about was how they were arranged on stage for the contest.

Jesse clapped excitedly. "That's perfect. I pick pink, and Parker is forest green."

Mercury honestly wasn't surprised.

Although he was fascinated that Dorsey piped up next. "That's fine, but I'm Violet, and Mercury is grey."

Lifting an eyebrow, he looked at his boy. "Grey?"

With his darker skin, it was hard to tell, but Mercury would swear Dorsey was blushing. "If I can find the right shade, it will bring out your mocha eyes. Plus, it goes well with purple."

Each of his friends started calling out colors, many of which were shades since there were so many people. Like Dorsey had claimed violet, Flynn had claimed lavender for his husband.

Even though there was a huge box of colors, it was about shading. It was interesting who chose each color.

Still another month away, they all started making comments about what kind of costume they would wear—mostly. Jesse wasn't exactly subtle in his comments.

"Don't worry about what he wants unless it's something you want to wear," Mercury told him as he held his boy's hips steady. "I encourage you to wear what you want, but also respect if you aren't willing to go along with whatever Jesse thinks everyone should wear."

This time, even though he couldn't quite see it, Mercury knew Dorsey was blushing and placed his palm against one cheek to feel the heat there for himself. Damn, it was perfect.

They hadn't had time to gamble as they'd spent their time talking with their friends, but Mercury didn't care. As far as he was concerned, they'd had enough interaction with others. Even better, Dorsey hadn't seemed to have been bothered by it.

With any luck, his boy was becoming used to being his sub, at least around their friends.

Wanting to feel Dorsey's naked body against his, Mercury murmured in his boy's ear, "Ready to go home, sweetness?"

He got another shiver. But it was the needy, "please," he heard that told him just how much Dorsey was into him.

Not once when he'd taken hold of his hand and led him out to Mercury's car had he cared about the eyes that watched them. Nor would he give a damn even if their friends followed them. Dorsey was his only objective that night.

When they arrived at his house, all Mercury could think about was having that dark skin on display for him. He'd even heard some material tearing, but he honestly had no idea how it had happened. No. That wasn't entirely true. He'd been too…impatient.

"Please," Dorsey cried out.

Fuck, Mercury needed to be inside his sub more than he'd ever imagined. Still, he wasn't about to just give in to his body's demands. He was the Dom. No fucking way was he about to give in to the needs of his body.

"Mine," he bit out as he held Dorsey close. The need to remind his sub who he belonged to was strong. Not that he doubted his boy forgot it. Still, he never wanted his sweet boy to forget it.

"Sir." The needy sound of Dorsey's voice had Mercury's dick twitching.

He placed his hand over the bulge of his boy's pants. "So fucking needy, boy," he murmured in his ear. "How much do you want me to fuck you?"

Damn if Dorsey didn't almost fucking shake apart as if he had no way of remaining calm. "Please," pushed out of those lush lips, and there was no way for Mercury to deny him.

Mercury's own needs were all-encompassing. His cock throbbed as he watched Dorsey do his best not to get off.

He peeled off each of their clothes and…oh fuck. The actual touch of their skin on skin was. He couldn't stop rolling his neck back as he felt his boy against him.

"Mine," he growled out.

"Yours," Dorsey cried out as he clasped his hands onto Mercury's shoulders.

Reaching over to the bedside table, he pulled open the top drawer and grabbed not only the lube but a strip of condoms. It killed him to use the barrier when he craved to breed his boy, but he also wasn't about to risk Dorsey's health. They would be tested as soon as possible. Until they got their tests back, he refused to put his boy at risk.

His lips kissed the tip of Dorsey's dick. "Mine," he claimed even as his fingers pressed against Dorsey's heated hole.

"Plea…p-p-please," Dorsey pleaded as he grabbed Mercury's hair. "I need."

And fuck if that didn't break every damn one of his defenses.

"I've got you, sweetness," he promised.

Tilting Dorsey's legs up, Mercury put them over his shoulders so he had easy access to that pink, tight hole. And seriously? Fuck, it was the most erotic sight ever.

He gently pushed his index finger inside all that heat to the first knuckle, and damn, it nearly brought him to his knees. It was bone-rattling. He'd always known he was a Dom but in that moment…Fuck. Just…Fuck.

Yet, even as he thought that he also fucking refused to give up the control he demanded. Barely. Not once had he thought about giving up his control until that moment.

Somehow, Dorsey had him not only thinking about it but willing… no, wanting to. "I've got you, sweetness."

And he did. There was honestly nothing he wouldn't do to keep his boy happy and safe. If that meant letting Dorsey take control, he would. It might not be comfortable, but he'd allow it.

And fucking thankfully, that wasn't what his boy needed. Not that he believed that to be true.

Still…

"What do you need, sweetness?" he asked. No, he'd demanded.

"Please fuck me, sir." Dorsey pressed his ass against his cock provocatively.

Hearing the honorific from Dorsey's lips was beyond anything he'd ever imagined. The sensation of Dorsey's ass against his groin…? Yeah, he was not able to comprehend at that moment. Or any moment. Right?

Feeling the tentative lick along his cock had him relatively certain Dorsey hadn't done it before. And…fuck it, wasn't that erotic.

Was it even possible that Dorsey was a virgin? Even as he thought it, Mercury denied it. At the same time, he couldn't help but wonder about his experiences with other males.

"Mine," he proclaimed.

"Yours," Dorsey admitted even as he swallowed halfway down Mercury's cock.

As much as he desperately wanted to fuck his boy's ass, he wasn't going to do that until he'd prepped him. It was agonizing, but he refused to cause his sweetness any pain.

Three fingers in, he felt Dorsey was likely good. Or, he hoped that was the case because he didn't think he could have stopped unless Dorsey said his safeword, because that was the only thing that would have tempered his desire.

Since that didn't seem to be an issue, he pushed his fingers against Dorsey's prostate once again. Mercury grinned when he heard that whine/moan that told him Dorsey was on edge. "Good boy," he told his sub, even as he wrapped his cock in a condom.

The moment he sheathed himself into that tight hole, nothing but finding his release mattered, well, other than getting his sub off

If only it were that easy. Then again, probing that tight hole was…beyond bliss.

"Please, sir," Dorsey cried out. "You are all I need."

And damn if that didn't do him in. Bliss infused him.

His need to know everything about his boy was all he needed. Each thrust of his hips into his tight channel had his fingers tightening on Dorsey's hips until they both shouted out their release.

The thought of leaving bruises, despite it being unlikely, only encouraged Mercury to not only hold him tighter but wish his darker skin would show more. Not that he wanted Dorsey to be anything he wasn't. Because Mercury loved every inch of his skin.

Never once had he wanted Dorsey to be who he wasn't. Fuck, he loved every fucking inch of him to the point of distraction.

Which had them right where they were at. In his bed, naked with Mercury buried deep in Dorsey's ass.

"Mine," he said, knowing it wasn't technically true, but yet, it was.

Dorsey sagged even deeper into his embrace. "Yours."

Damn if that one word hadn't completely owned him.

Not once had he imagined there would be someone who made him…complete. Now that he held Dorsey, he damn well knew not only had he been an idiot, but despite his reluctance to admit it, Mercury couldn't deny he loved him.

It killed him to have to pull out and remove the condom, but he did it. Then he went to the bathroom and poured heated water on a washcloth to clean them up.

Taking care of his boy was too important. Once they were clean, he climbed back into bed and pulled Dorsey close. As far as he was concerned, nothing was more important than holding his sub.

"I've got you," he murmured.

"I know."

Fuck! It was just two words, yet they meant everything to Mercury. He was being an emotional sap, but still…

"I promise, I will always have you," he promised.

Once again, his boy said, "I know."

Damn it if that wasn't perfect.