This is a blog hop. The point is seven words or sentences or paragraphs of The Sexy. Please go check out the other tastes on the blogs listed at the end.
Today's bit comes from Nikolai, by Angelia Sparrow, a kinky gay Pygmalion story in a dark future.
Available at Inkstained Succubus.
The evening proceeded as all the others had. Nick cleaned up the kitchen then did what homework he had left. Ligatos read in his favorite chair, a very large stack of printouts which he supplemented with occasional taps on his handheld.
Nick finished what math he had, went over his Italian once more, and could not concentrate on the sonnets he’d been assigned. He caught himself glancing over at Ligatos, watching the large hands work the touch pad or examining how the kissable mouth twisted as he read something distasteful.
He tried to control himself, but Sir noticed anyway. Finally, when Nick was on the fourth glance in less than a minute, Ligatos stood up. He turned off the handheld, set it atop the printouts and beckoned Nick to follow.
Nick marked his place, set his book on the coffee table and went. He knew what was coming next: what he’d wanted for weeks. As he stepped into the bedroom, he started unbuttoning his shirt immediately.
Large hands stopped his movement and pulled him close. Nick’s arms went around the taller man’s neck and he bent with the embrace. Very gently, so softly he almost didn’t feel it, Ligatos kissed him.
Nick melted into the long-awaited kiss, wanting it to last. In bare seconds, it was gone and the big hands were unfastening him, barely ghosting over his skin. He stayed very still, concentrating on the touches, shaking just a little from pent-up desire and fear.
A brush of lips at his ear accompanied the whisper, “Take what you want.”