Tony (Shibari Auction House) by Sean Michael

Author:Sean Michael [Michael, Sean]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: BIN 07284-02348
Published: 2015-02-11T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

The day had been wonderful and capped off with pizza and Cokes. Games, an amazing blow job, greasy food, and now a movie about… Yves wasn’t even sure, really. He had most of his attention on the boy curled up against his side. When had Tony gone from someone Yves was keeping off the street on a cold Christmas Eve to someone he was growing to care about very much?

The kiss had shocked him, down to the bone, and the blow job? Yves had been well and truly blown, pun utterly intended. Tony had quite the gift and had done something no one ever had before. Yves’ prick perked up just at the thought.

Tony’s fingers stroked the seam of Yves’ sweats, played over his thigh. What he loved best was that the touches were offered over freely, Tony choosing to touch him, wanting him. Tony, who didn’t kiss, who didn’t look at him like he was a mark.

He kissed the top of Tony’s head and leaned his cheek against it.

“You’re… You’re special, man,” Tony said quietly.

“I was thinking something similar about you.”

“I wish I wasn’t a whore, man. That I was like a… businessman or something.”

“Do you think I’d like you better if you were?” Yves asked. Because it wasn’t Tony’s job that he was interested in.

“I think it would be easier for everyone if I was.”

“Ah, easy. I don’t know if I’ve ever taken the easy path…” He ran an auction house where men sold themselves off, after all.

“No? I just took the only way I could figure.”

“It’s not an easy life, though, is it?” Yves knew damn well it wasn’t.

“No. No, it’s nasty.”

“I don’t want that for you.” He was very sure about that. Whether or not anything happened between him and Tony, he wanted only good things for the lad.

“Who wants that for anyone? Pimps, maybe?”

Yves chuckled. “You have a point.”

“Yeah.” Tony winked for him.

Yves smiled, eyes on Tony’s mouth. “I would like another taste of your lips, boy.”

“Yeah? I don’t kiss, you know.” Tony leaned up, offered him a soft kiss.

“I know,” Yves replied as their lips parted briefly. It was how he knew Tony wanted this, wasn’t doing it out of some sort of feeling of obligation because Yves had given him money and was feeding and housing him. It was what made this special.

They smiled at each other, grinned against each other’s lips. Then Yves slipped his tongue into Tony’s mouth, taking another kiss. Bringing his hand up, he stroked Tony’s cheek, his jaw.

He’d expected to desire Tony. What he hadn’t expected was the way he wanted to touch, to hold on. The way he cared. He’d also expected to want to champion Tony. But wanting the lad for himself, that was the surprise.

Moaning, he slid his fingers through Tony’s hair, then traced the shape of Tony’s skull. He found himself wanting to know every inch by touch.

Tony slowly moved into his lap, slipping over to straddle his legs. Such a gift, to be offered this, to have Tony making love with him of his own free will.

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