Chapter 19

CHAPTER NINETEEN

Rule Number 19 - After Hours - A feeder can be called upon in cases of dire need after hours. However, those instances should be kept at a minimum to better care for the feeder’s needs. If a feeder’s health is compromised, action should be taken with the local feeder protection agency.

Avery had been so distracted with the scene in his book that he hadn’t fully clued in to who had called him until Ozen mentioned a session. He felt embarrassed for his mistake, and once Ozen hung up and Avery sent him the address, the panic set in. He turned, wide eyed, to look at his apartment. His very messy apartment. Avery had been so entranced by his book, he’d completely ignored regular cleanliness. He’d at least had the mind to shower, but his apartment was in a poor state, which was unacceptable with his boss coming over.

Leaping into action, Avery hustled to clean up. Take out containers were tossed in the trash, clothes put in the hamper and when the hamper turned out to be too full to close properly, the entire thing was hidden in the kitchen. He did a quick scrub down of the bathroom and made his bed. It was only when there was a knock on the door that Avery looked down at his outfit. He whimpered. He didn’t have time to change, and he was in sweats and a hoodie. His comfort clothes while writing. Avery hung his head, dismayed, and dragged his feet to answer the door.

Ozen, of course, looked perfect as always. He was dressed more casually than when he was at the office, his suit jacket and tie gone and the top few buttons of his shirt undone. Somehow, it made him look even more mind numbingly gorgeous than before. Avery ogled for just a little too long. Ozen had to clear his throat to get Avery’s attention.

“May I come in?”

Face bright red, Avery leapt back to make room. “Of course, of course. Sorry, I–” Avery didn’t know how to finish that sentence. I was too busy checking you out to let you in? He’d die from embarrassment.

Ozen looked amused as he stepped inside. Avery’s gaze darted around the room, checking to make sure he hadn’t missed anything in his haste. Satisfied with his quick clean up, he turned back to Ozen to find him frowning at the room. Avery looked around again, trying to figure out what bothered him so he could fix it.

“Is… everything okay?”

Ozen blinked a few times before he masked the frown, his face softening as he turned to Avery. “Yes. I appreciate you making time for this. I thought I’d returned to normal, but I fear I was too optimistic.”

“I was worried about that. I’m glad you called. I’d much rather you do that than starve yourself for even a few days.”

Avery’s sincerity seemed to surprise Ozen a lot. Avery had to wonder if his experience with his last feeder wasn’t as out of the norm as Avery thought. Which begged the question yet again, who would choose to be anywhere else when Ozen was offering to pleasure them?

Anticipation kicked up as he looked over his boss again. He doubted there would ever come a time where he would choose something or someone over being with Ozen. Thankfully, with the contract, he knew he wasn’t going anywhere any time soon.

Ozen drew in a deep breath and a smile pulled at his lips. “I’m glad you’re as eager as I am. I prefer not to use magic to get my partners in the mood. It defeats the purpose.”

It still made Avery blush that Ozen could so easily tell when he was aroused, and it wasn’t just the outline of his erection, since that was mostly hidden by his sweatshirt. He bought them too large on purpose because he liked the way they fit better. Ozen picked up on the desire Avery felt first. Desire that Avery had no control over the moment he was in the same room as Ozen.

When Ozen stepped up to him, Avery’s breath stuttered a little. There was always the question of what they’d be doing to feed Ozen. Avery had no complaints so far, though he was kind of hoping to suck him again. Watching Ozen’s face, hearing his groans of pleasure, the whole experience played in his mind when he was alone in the shower. Only the reminder that he would be taken care of during the next session kept his hand off his cock, though it was a very difficult thing to resist.

Ozen growled low, pulling Avery flush against him. “What are you thinking about, firefly?”

“O-Our Friday session,” Avery admitted shyly. His cock twitched at the thought of tasting Ozen again, and he let out a needy whimper when Ozen’s magic latched on to him. Ozen hummed, his free hand gripping Avery’s jaw and tipping his head to the side. It gave him full access to Avery’s neck, and when the incubus nipped lightly on the sensitive skin, Avery’s knees went weak.

“Perhaps I should return the favor. I haven’t gotten to enjoy your taste in a while.”

All the breath left Avery at once and he swayed, his fingers clutching Ozen’s shirt to keep himself upright. Ozen didn’t give him oral often. Unless rimming counted. He seemed to prefer to attack Avery’s ass instead. Not that Avery was complaining. Just thinking of Ozen tonguing his ass could get Avery off. Avery wanted so much for Ozen to suck him, but he also wanted a repeat of Friday.

“Can we both do it?”

Ozen’s smile grew and he pushed lightly on Avery’s shoulder until they crossed the minimal space of the room and he dropped back onto the bed. “Yes. Is that what you want to do?”

Avery nodded quickly, his eyes glued to Ozen’s hands while he undressed slowly. Another thing Ozen didn’t do was get undressed during their sessions. His focus was solely on Avery. Friday was the first time Avery had seen his cock, which was a shame. It was a gorgeous cock. It wasn’t smooth like a human’s but more bumpy, sort of like a ribbed condom. The thought of those ridges teasing Avery’s hole as Ozen fucked him sent Avery’s desire into overload, and Ozen groaned in response.

“A part of me wishes I could read your thoughts to know what was turning you on so much,” Ozen purred. “Clothes off, firefly. Let me see you.”

Without buttons or belts to get in his way, Avery was naked in five seconds flat. He pulled himself higher on the full sized mattress to give them more room. His dick was so hard, it was already leaking onto his belly, and he couldn’t resist giving it a stroke. He never expected Ozen to bare his teeth, showing off those sharp fangs.

“Don’t touch what’s mine, firefly,” he growled. “I won’t hesitate to tie you to the bed.”

A small mischievous part of him wanted to keep stroking until Ozen followed through on his promise. It was only when Ozen dropped his pants and revealed that delicious cock that Avery made up his mind to behave. He wanted another taste. He needed it.

Ozen crawled onto the bed, completely naked and so gorgeous Avery could cry. Every inch of him was flawless, his muscles lean and not overly bulky, his skin soft and without a single blemish or scar, and surprisingly no hair aside from on his head. Avery wanted to run his hands over every inch of it, but Ozen’s threat still rang in his ears. He kept his hands to himself so he could reach the end goal.

When Ozen loomed over him, Avery’s stomach fluttered with anticipation. His gaze dropped to Ozen’s lips and he wondered for a moment what they would feel like against his own. That, actually, was in the contract. No kissing. Ozen didn’t want his feeders getting the wrong idea. Kissing was too relationship-y. Avery kept that desire carefully under wraps.

With a quick movement that Avery didn’t see coming, he had suddenly switched positions with Ozen. Desire spiked at how easily Ozen manhandled him, and Ozen grinned wickedly in response.

“Turn around, firefly. And remember, no quick finishes. If it gets to be too much, tell me.”

Overeager, Avery wasn’t as graceful as Ozen was in maneuvering himself. He was careful not to knee Ozen in the face, but getting into position wasn’t a sexy single movement. He didn’t have time to be embarrassed about it though. Once his cock lined up with Ozen’s mouth, the incubus sucked on the head, ripping a surprised cry from Avery. He had to fight the urge to thrust into the hot wet suction. He distracted himself by giving Ozen’s cock the same attention, contorting when Ozen’s groan vibrated around his cock. Holding off his release was going to be excruciating.

Avery spent half the time trying to think of anything other than the feel of Ozen’s mouth on his dick. His treatment of Ozen’s erection was sloppy in comparison, spit dripping down his chin and over Ozen’s cock. If Ozen was bothered by it, he never let on. He groaned, his hands on Avery’s hips, drawing him farther down the incubi’s throat. More than once, Avery had to pull off Ozen’s dick to ask for a reprieve. Ozen gave him breaks to draw out the session, letting Avery focus on Ozen’s cock while his blood cooled a little. Then Ozen picked the task back up and had Avery squirming all over again.

It wasn’t nearly as long as Avery had hoped before he’d reached his limit and had to beg for mercy. His need to come bordered on painful. Any longer and it’d start to hurt. He released Ozen’s dick, moaning into the man’s thigh as Ozen sucked lazily at Avery’s cockhead.

“O-Ozen… please…”

Ozen hummed his acknowledgement, startling Avery with a smack on his ass. “On your back, firefly. If I do my job right, you won’t be able to hold yourself up after this.”

Avery could barely hold himself up now. Half his weight was held up by Ozen’s hand on his hip. He flopped to the side and onto his back, again far less gracefully than the incubus in his bed. He was too turned on to worry about it. Anticipation lit in his belly as Ozen got more comfortable between Avery’s legs. He almost wished he knew more about sex to be able to predict what was coming. Then again, not knowing was part of the fun.

Avery’s back arched and his mouth fell open in surprise when Ozen sucked him down again. That strange tongue of his wrapped a few times around Avery’s cock, stroking him while Ozen sucked hard. The combined sensations ripped Avery’s release from him, and he screamed so loud, his neighbor started pounding on the wall. Avery might have blacked out for a minute, and when he came to, Ozen looked smug.

“You too…” Avery murmured, but his limbs were too heavy to lift to draw Ozen closer. “I want you to finish.”

Ozen’s smug grin fell and his brow furrowed slightly. “You don’t have to–”

“I want to,” Avery assured him. He wriggled his fingers which was about as much energy as he could muster to get Ozen to come closer. Thankfully, Ozen didn’t argue. He crawled over Avery’s sated body, straddling his shoulders, and when Avery opened his mouth eagerly, he groaned, fisting his cock.

“Your eagerness to assure my pleasure is a true delight. I hope you understand that it’s not required.”

“I know. I still want to.”

From the look on his face, Ozen couldn’t resist any more. He fed Avery his dick, stroking what Avery couldn’t suck down at this angle. It didn’t take long before Ozen came. He grunted, his cock pulsing on Avery’s tongue, and Avery’s dick twitched in response. If he had the energy, he’d be begging for round two, but Ozen had wiped him out. Avery would have to be patient for tomorrow.