Teeth pulled on his ear, followed by a tongue so hot it reduced Laurent to shivers. “I think I deserve gratitude for saving the world. What should I take in return?” Beast asked.
“Anything you wish,” Laurent whispered. He couldn’t deny that the illicit nature of doing this here had his blood run hotter. Maybe it was the years spent under strict discipline that made breaking the law so sweet. Not to mention that their friends were enjoying conversation and drinks close enough to hear some of the noise.
But Laurent lost the will to protest when Beast opened his pants and dove his huge, rough hand inside.
“You know what I want,” Beast said, rocking his hips against Laurent’s lower back.
“If this is what you were thinking of during the heist, I’m surprised you didn’t get shot.” He had to bite back a smile at the touch of those beloved fingers, and slid his jeans that bit lower to give Beast better access. He’d meant the vow he’d made to Beast at their wedding. He was Beast’s. Body and soul.
Beast laughed against his scalp and pulled Laurent’s hips back until he was leaning on the door. “I think it was highly motivating,” he said, uncovering Laurent’s ass with a firm tug on the jeans, and then sat on the closed toilet, facing Laurent’s buttocks with a wide smile.
A flush crawled up Laurent’s neck when he glanced over his shoulder. Only Beast knew Laurent was excited by confidence and firm hands. He was about to make sure the door was locked when Beast pulled his cock out, and looking away was no longer possible. His mouth went dry at the sight of Beast stroking his prick while he admired Laurent’s shamelessly exposed ass, first swiping his palm over the flesh, then circling the hole with his thumb.
He had no shame.
Laurent loved that about him.
“I don’t think we have that much time now,” Beast said and leaned closer to Laurent, keeping their gazes locked. He spat between the buttocks, and the dampness trickled down Laurent’s balls, making him tremble and curl his toes.
His own dick was so hard it was starting to throb between his legs, and he gasped when his hips were pulled back as if he weighed nothing.
Beast hauled him into his lap, and his thick cock nestled between Laurent’s buttocks, a thick, warm presence pulsing at the entrance to Laurent’s body. His legs could only spread so far while he still wore jeans, but Laurent straddled Beast, breathing harder when he imagined the view he presented his husband. The girth rested against his damp hole, but before he could have done anything at all, Beast grabbed his jaw in a kiss so firm Laurent already knew it would leave his lips swollen.
“You want it… right?” Beast whispered, pushing the tip of his finger past the rim of Laurent’s hole and pulling on the entrance.
Laurent nodded so fast hair fell on his face. “Yes. The place doesn’t matter when it’s you who is touching me.”
Beast’s hand briefly tightened on Laurent’s neck, but then it curled into his hair, holding Laurent still when Beast’s thumb returned to his hole, this time slick and easing into him with no issue. “I know you’d hate it, but I wish everyone knew what we’re doing right now.”
The heat in Laurent’s face gained a life of its own, throbbing with both excitement and the embarrassment he’d been taught to respond with. He groaned when Beast pushed his finger in faster. “This is only for my husband,” he rasped.
Beast hummed and delivered the tiniest slap to Laurent’s ass while he stretched his hole in a hurry. “I know. But I’m so proud to have you that I sometimes dream of you stretched out on a table during a party,” he said and winked at Laurent.
Laurent panted, arching to press his back to Beast’s wide chest. The vision was so lewd Laurent could hardly believe the words coming out of Beast’s mouth. “You would have lost your mind to jealousy within ten seconds.” He bit his lip and reached for Beast’s thick prick, unable to wait any longer. He wanted that massive, inked tool inside him.
Beast gave a quiet laugh but still pushed his cock into Laurent’s fist. “You might be right. But a man can dream everyone else would be even more jealous that you’re only mine,” he whispered, quickly pulling out a condom. They didn’t use them very often, but in situations like this, the ease of cleanup they offered was a lifesaver.
Laurent grinned at the upcoming pleasure when the tip of Beast’s cock teased his stretched hole. “You can always imagine it. Me completely naked, and everyone watching as you drive your cock into me.” He could only whisper such illicit words, but forming them with his mouth gave him an unexpected thrill that curled up in his balls, and he rocked against Beast impatiently.