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Chapter 1: Kiss me hard
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2026-01-21 14:20:03"You're making this hard for me, Leo…" tears spilled out from Daveson's eyes as he was pressed against the wall with Leonard's tall frame hovering before him.
"...shhhh…it's also difficult for me too, imagine knowing you're a traitor but I feel powerless to do anything. What the fuck have you done to me Dave…." His breath hitched.
Leonard's hands came up to frame Daveson's face, thumbs brushing away the tears with a tenderness that made Daveson's chest ache. "Don't cry," he murmured, his violet eyes dark with desire and something deeper, more dangerous. "I can't think straight when you cry."
"Then don't think," Daveson whispered, his voice breaking. His hands found Leonard's chest, feeling the rapid thundering of his heart beneath the expensive silk shirt. "Just... touch me. Make me forget everything else."
A low groan escaped Leonard's throat. "Dave, if I start, I won't be able to stop."
"Good." Daveson fisted his hands in Leonard's shirt, pulling him closer until their bodies were flush against each other. "I don't want you to stop."
That was all the permission Leonard needed. His mouth crashed down on Daveson's, claiming him with a hunger that stole the breath from his lungs. This wasn't the gentle kiss from earlier—this was raw need, desperation, months of tension finally exploding between them.
Daveson opened for him immediately, their tongues meeting in a dance that was both battle and surrender. Leonard tasted like whiskey and sin, and Daveson couldn't get enough. His fingers tangled in Leonard's yellow hair, tugging at the wavy curls as Leonard pressed him harder against the wall.
"God, Dave," Leonard panted against his lips, his hands sliding down to grip Daveson's hips. "You drive me fucking crazy. Every day watching you, wanting you, knowing I shouldn't..."
"Show me," Daveson demanded, rolling his hips forward. The friction made them both gasp. "Show me how much you want me."
Leonard's eyes blazed. His hands moved to Daveson's thighs, lifting him effortlessly. Daveson wrapped his legs around Leonard's waist instinctively, feeling the solid strength of him, the power barely restrained in his lean muscular frame.
"Feel that?" Leonard ground against him, and Daveson could feel exactly how affected he was, hard and thick and straining against the confines of his tailored slacks. "That's what you do to me. Every fucking day."
Daveson moaned, his head falling back against the wall as pleasure shot through him. "Leo..."
"Say it again." Leonard's mouth found his throat, lips and teeth marking a path down to his collar. "Say my name like that again."
"Leo," Daveson breathed, his hands sliding under Leonard's shirt, desperate to feel skin. "Please..."
Leonard captured his mouth again, swallowing his pleas as his hands roamed everywhere, sliding under Daveson's shirt, mapping the planes of his lean torso, thumbs brushing over sensitive nipples until Daveson was trembling in his arms.
"You're so beautiful," Leonard murmured between kisses, his voice rough with need. "So fucking perfect. I want to memorize every inch of you."
His hand slid lower, palming Daveson through his pants, and Daveson cried out at the contact. The sound echoed in the empty hallway, obscene and desperate.
"Shh," Leonard soothed, though his own breathing was ragged. "Someone might hear."
"I don't care," Daveson gasped, but Leonard's hand covered his mouth gently.
"I do. I'm not letting anyone interrupt this." Leonard's free hand worked at Daveson's belt, his movements practiced despite the urgency. "Not when I finally have you exactly where I want you."
Daveson's hands weren't idle either. He fumbled with Leonard's belt, needing to touch, needing to feel. When his fingers finally wrapped around Leonard's length through the thin fabric of his boxers, Leonard's hips jerked forward involuntarily.
"Fuck," Leonard hissed, his forehead dropping to Daveson's shoulder. "Dave, your hands..."
"You're so hard," Daveson marveled, his fingers exploring the impressive length and thickness of him. "So big, Leo. I can feel how much you want this."
Leonard's breath was coming in harsh pants now. "Want you. Only you. Been going crazy thinking about this."
He shifted their positions, supporting Daveson with one arm while his other hand slipped into Daveson's pants. The first touch of skin on skin made them both groan. Leonard's fingers wrapped around him, stroking slowly, deliberately, watching Daveson's face as pleasure washed over his features.
"Look at me," Leonard commanded softly. When Daveson's brown eyes met his, glazed with lust, Leonard smiled. "There you are. God, you're gorgeous like this. Falling apart for me."
"Only for you," Daveson admitted, the words escaping before he could stop them. His hand worked Leonard in tandem, matching his rhythm. "Only ever for you."
Something shifted in Leonard's expression—the hunger giving way to something softer, more vulnerable. "Dave, I—"
Footsteps. Distant but approaching.
They froze, eyes wide, reality crashing back in. Leonard carefully lowered Daveson to his feet, both of them frantically adjusting their clothes. Daveson's lips were swollen, his hair mussed, and there was a visible mark blooming on his throat where Leonard had sucked too hard.
"Shit," Leonard muttered, trying to smooth down Daveson's collar to hide the evidence. His own hair was a disaster, and his pants were doing a poor job of hiding his arousal. "The library. Now."
He grabbed Daveson's hand, practically dragging him down the hallway and into the massive Heyden library. The moment the heavy door clicked shut behind them, Leonard had Daveson pressed against it, their mouths meeting again with renewed urgency.
"Can't stop," Leonard gasped between kisses. "Can't fucking stop touching you."
"Don't," Daveson urged, his hands sliding down to grip Leonard's ass, pulling their hips together. The friction was exquisite torture. "Don't stop. Not yet."
Leonard walked them backward toward the large leather sofa in the corner, never breaking the kiss. When the back of his knees hit the furniture, he sat down heavily, pulling Daveson to straddle his lap.
This new position put them perfectly aligned, and Daveson couldn't help the moan that escaped as he ground down against Leonard's hardness. Leonard's hands gripped his hips, guiding his movements, creating a rhythm that had them both panting.
"Like this," Leonard encouraged, his voice wrecked. "Just like this, baby. Feel so good against me."
Daveson's hands found their way back under Leonard's shirt, nails raking lightly down his chest. Leonard shuddered beneath him, his hips jerking up to meet each roll of Daveson's body.
"Want to touch you properly," Daveson whispered against Leonard's ear. "Want to feel all of you."
"Yeah?" Leonard's hands moved to Daveson's shirt, unbuttoning it with surprising dexterity given how his fingers were shaking. "Want my hands on you? Want me to make you come apart?"
"Yes," Daveson hissed as Leonard's mouth found his chest, kissing and licking and biting at the sensitive skin. "God, yes."
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