Red Hot(Sex & Mayhem #5)(11)

Loki didn’t worry much about it though, as it didn’t seem Jack was an addict, or so Loki hoped. He returned upstairs and looked through the dirty laundry. He put some in the washing machine and started a program when sleepiness finally hit him. He looked through the hamper, chose a band T-shirt soaked with Jack’s scent, and held it to his face while padding all the way back to the living room. Dreams took him as soon as he laid down on the sofa.

When he woke up, with Jack’s scent clinging to his back, bright sunlight was already penetrating all of the living room. He blinked and slowly pulled himself up, looking around. It was nine in the morning. He yawned and got up from his makeshift bed, He hadn’t gotten much sleep, but it was enough. He didn’t want to waste the remainder of his life on lying around.

Loki carefully folded the T-shirt and undressed, stretching when the warm rays touched his bare skin. He pulled out his mineral concealer and tapped some on his cheek, covering the scars with a thin layer. He knew they were still visible, but just muting the angry color made him feel a bit better about showing himself to Jack first thing in the morning.

He strolled to Jack’s bedroom and put his ear against the door. Nothing. He had to be still asleep. Loki entered quietly and licked his lips at the sight that greeted him. Jack was curled up around a thin black comforter, his freckly back visible in all its glory. He had a few tats on his calves and thighs, but the centerpiece was on his back. It stated: ‘Coffin Nails MC’ on top and ‘California’ on the bottom, above his ass. Between those words was the image of demonic hands nailing themselves inside a coffin. Loki recognized the symbol from the party photos, and when he looked around, he noticed a vest with the same emblem on a chair close to Jack’s bed.

Loki swallowed and moved forward step by step. He didn’t want to disturb such a pretty picture and took it in, eager to memorize the first time he saw Jack naked. That body was so fine: big and hard as steel, with a beautiful, firm ass on display for Loki’s pleasure. He smiled, walking up to see more of Jack’s face.

Jack looked completely peaceful, with his hair in a bit of disarray, eyes closed. He was taking steady breaths, and his chest expanded with each one. The light coming through the window gave Loki the perfect opportunity to ogle all the muscle on show.

He looked at the bedside table and was happy to see a half-empty bottle of lube. Typical Jack—always prepared to fuck.

Loki bit his lip and reached for the tangle of fabric gathered in front of Jack’s hips. He pulled on it, eager to see that beautiful cock again. And when Jack turned to his back without breaking out of sleep, it was as if the sun had really just come up only now. The morning wood Jack was sporting was so suckable, Loki couldn’t wait to get to it. He ran his fingers over the strong thighs and took his time admiring the three skulls tattooed under Jack’s collarbones. Just beneath them was an old school winged heart in flames, all wrapped in thorns.

Loki bit his lip and pressed his fingers on the side of the mattress. Memory foam. Red wouldn’t even know what was coming. With a big grin on his face, Loki crawled on the bed and combed back his hair, slowly moving his face closer to that thick dick, led by the musk of male sweat. He sucked in the head with a low groan, and didn’t even bother holding back his hair anymore. It swept to Jack’s stomach and thighs, enclosing Loki in a bubble of happiness.

Jack’s cock was hard, but now it stiffened even more and began that glorious pulsing. Jack’s moan was the perfect background music to the sucking. Loki dove in deeper, resting the front of his body on his elbows and gently pulling on the stiff cock, holding it for his mouth.

“Hey! What the fuck… are you…?” Jack’s groggy voice came from above, yet he didn’t pull away.

Loki relaxed his throat, and sank lower over the column of throbbing flesh until his nose was buried in the red pubes at its base. He tried to swallow around it, but it was too thick, and he ended up having to pull most of the cock out to catch his breath. He pushed back his hair and looked at the flushed and confused face. Jack was raising himself on one elbow, and rubbed his forehead.

“The fuck are you still doing here?” he muttered.

Loki didn’t have the brains to answer right now, so he took in more of the cock and sucked hard while pulling his hand up its length. He couldn’t help but move his hips in the air as his stomach softened, eager for more, eager to have Jack fill him from behind.

He pulled away the moment Jack’s fingers dove into his hair. “Fuck me, Jack...”

Jack’s chest rose and fell at a rapid speed and he licked his lips. Their eyes met for a moment that sparked the air with electricity, but then Jack pulled on Loki’s hair, and shoved him to the mattress face-first. “I’m gonna stuff your ass full of cock,” he rasped and moved to his knees.