Opening Moves by Sean Michael

Author:Sean Michael
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Rook woke up and snuggled with Bish and Jason for a while, but he was horny and awake and they were both still asleep. So he climbed out of bed and padded off in search of Knight. The man never slept anymore. Of course, he wasn’t constantly stoned out of his gourd anymore, either, so it was a trade up, really. He grabbed his silk robe from the floor by the couch, slipping it on as he made his way towards the studio. The music was blaring. He heard it as soon as the heavy metal door creaked open. The sounds were hard, driving, wild. It boded well, really. Quiet meant Knight would yell at him and classical music meant deep in the peace of the work…this meant fucking and passion and that Knight needed.

He bounded over, making sure to not come up right behind Knight, but sort of sideways front, so Knight saw his movement, saw him. Knight had an unlit cigarette in his lips, a huge piece of paper taped on to one of the big windows, paint splashed across it.

“Hey,” he said softly, attention torn between the painting and Knight himself.

“Hey, Rookie.” Naked and sheened with sweat, Knight was pure heat.

“You about ready for a break?” He didn’t see any reason to beat around the bush.

“Uh-huh. Was waiting for you.” The cigarette was placed on the window, along with the lighter. Knight hadn’t lit one in two years, Rook guessed.

His cock jumped at Knight’s words. He did love being needed. He pushed into Knight’s space and wrapped his arms around his lover’s neck. “Hope I didn’t keep you waiting.”

“Not too long, babe.” Knight leaned down, lips on his like the man was starving and he was the only thing on earth that would sate him. Rook sank right into the kiss. Knight was intense in a way that Bish, and now Jason, weren’t. He loved how each of his lovers brought something different to the table. Knight’s tongue pressed into his lips, the pressure immediate and sure.

He’d been mostly hard already, but now he was all the way hard, his prick poking through the silk of his robe to rub on the heat of Knight’s belly. Knight’s hand landed on his hip, shifting him, helping him rock into the lean heat.

“Oh, fuck. Love you.” He did. He loved Knight so much. His crazy, intense, passionate artist.

“Love. Love, babe. It was hot—the baby stud and Bish, huh?”

He groaned and nodded. “So hot. Bed was on fire.”

“Mmm-hmm.” Knight took his hand, brought it to that long, thin cock. “Touch me.”

“Fuck, you feel good.” He wrapped his fingers around Knight’s length and began stroking.

“Babe, need you.” Knight framed his face with his hands, and one kiss became two, three…

“Got me, got me.” Knight so had him. “Want you to fuck me, Knight.”

“Mmm-hmm.” The next kiss was a little wilder. “Mattress.”

“Yeah, that works for me.” He pushed into another kiss, rubbing all up against Knight.

Knight walked them across to the mattress, cock kissing his belly on the way.

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