ANMELDEN"We lead two different lives. That's expected.""Yeah. You hold more secrets. I can't imagine how I'd function with that many secrets," Matthias said.The two ate in comfortable silence. Dante checked his phone as it began to buzz endlessly. Matthias didn't ask about it; he felt that if he did, Dante would push him away."You're leaving? You seem busy."Matthias cornered Dante against the counter from behind, pressing his nose to Dante's nape. He was enamored by his scent, natural and masculine."My brothers. They're jerks." Against his will, his body relaxed against Matthias'. Dante was tempted to lean his head back and let Matthias' lips graze his neck.God, what was becoming of him?Matthias slowly kissed his ear, and Dante shut his eyes, leaning into the strange, gentle sensation. His lips parted, words lost as he tilted his head back, giving Matthias access to his neck.Matthias gently sucked the skin there. Dante gasped. Matthias' hands covered Dante's on the edge of the counter
Dante woke up on his own. He shifted, moving a little, and realized that he was snuggling close to Matthias. His head was on Matthias' chest, their legs tangled up. A little surprised by how he ended up in this position, he took a deep breath before he slowly moved away."Where are you going?" Matthias' sleepy voice had him freezing."Leaving," Dante honestly replied."Hmm... Not yet. Give me ten.""Fine," Dante sighed. He dropped back down on the bed but put some distance between them.Matthias moved closer to him, throwing his leg over Dante's. Dante tried to move away but he held him tight, a faint smile on his lips. Sighing, Dante pried his hands away and proceeded to move away. By now he was at the end of the bed. If he moved just a little, he would roll off the bed.Matthias scooted down the bed and spooned him."You're doing this on purpose, no?""Sleepy...""Sounds fake."Matthias buried his face in the crook of Dante's neck."Ten minutes is up.""I meant ten hours.""What?!"
Dante had never known pleasure like this until today. He shivered, writhing in the dirt, breathing so fast like he was going to have a heart attack. All because of Matthias, who was currently probing his hole.He heard him use his spit to make the movement easier. Filthy as it was, it turned Dante on. He was leaking, wanting to just hump the ground and touch himself.Matthias rubbed his cock, his fingers grazing his tip as he collected Dante's precum, using it as lube."Fuck. Matthias, please. Please. Por favor," Dante begged."You don't get a say in this, Dante. You're gonna take me as it is."Matthias' fingers caressed his skin, tracing and exploring, mapping every inch of his body. He pushed two fingers into Dante's hole.Dante exhaled, clenching around him while willing his body to relax."Fuck. You're so tight. Look at the pink, pretty pucker. You sure know how to suck my fingers in, huh?"Pain vibrated through Dante's body, causing him to jerk. He realized that Matthias had bitt
Dante gulped. He took in Matthias, the way he looked devilish like a creature of hell. Dante had prided himself on having the upper hand in every situation, and that nothing would get to him. He didn't expect himself to actually fear something so mundane, something less than death, and yet crave it."On a count of ten. One. Two. Three," Matthias began counting.Dante turned and sprinted off toward the fruit trees. Matthias' mansion was huge but the plants here weren't thick enough to provide cover. The only way was to run out of there into the woods behind the mansion.He wanted to be caught and found, but he also wanted this to last longer."Eight. Nine. Ten. Ready or not, here I come!" Matthias said.A full-body shiver ran through Dante's body as he sprinted like the devil was on his tail. Well, in some way, it was.Surprisingly, there were no guards there. Dante reached the gate at the end of the property. He stopped for a moment, catching his breath while he picked the lock, heari
Matthias was too slow. So Dante grabbed his hand and pulled him along, weaving through the crowd. His instincts were screaming at him to keep moving, to get away from places where a sniper could take them out."Here," he pulled Matthias into an alley, pulled out the lock pick he kept in his pocket, and began to pick the lock. Matthias watched him without a word.The back door to the building opened. Dante dragged Matthias inside. Matthias was more than happy because Dante had unknowingly taken his hand. Matthias stared at their joined hands. Dante had tattoos on his fingers while his were clear. Such a stark contrast, yet he found it attractive.A hand waved in front of him and Matthias found his grip empty. Dante was glaring at him. Fuck, was he too much in his head that he didn't notice anything?"What are you thinking about?""What were you saying?""I was asking how many times you have been assassinated.""About... ten? Maybe more.""And you still don't bring guards with you?" Dan
Matthias was in high spirits as he exited Dante's mansion. He didn't mean to ask him out but the words had left his lips. And he couldn't take them back. Dante didn't say no. So it was a yes then.Matthias had to choose a place that was far away from where he worked. His homophobic family was bound to make a fuss and that would cause trouble.He arrived before ten and waited for Dante. Matthias didn't want to seem desperate or silly or anything, so he only drove up the driveway at ten. Dante walked out of the front door at that moment."You're early. What a surprise," Dante said."I had nothing to do," Matthias lied.Dante climbed in and Matthias took them to a beautiful location with neon lights. There were bars and clubs in this area.Chicago was beautiful at night. Dante was still a little skeptical of him. The skies were dark but there were quite a number of people on the streets.Matthias led him down the street, past the people and stores to a restaurant around the corner.Dante







