By mannerisms alone, he was easily the most gorgeous creature there. He looked so wholesome and innocent. Hunters were attracted to that look… especially him. Brian saw the blue power suit and his two buddies come through the curtains, their eyes moving all over before they landed on the same object of desire as him. Brian was moving before them. He wanted that man, pure and simple.
The nervous man’s fingers fidgeted in front of him and every few seconds Brian would notice him pulling at the material in the front of his tight jeans. Jeans that were getting tighter as he moved. Brian wondered if the guy knew that he was being stalked from two different directions. When the guy stopped to watch two men fucking one of the servers – still in his bowtie and G-string – Brian saw Power Suit approach the man from behind and pull him back against him. Moving faster through the crowd and fending off groping hands, Brian was close enough that he could hear his attraction’s deep voice, which surprised him. He’d thought the man would be timid, but he was wrong. He may have been smaller and looked delicate, but the way he was frowning and jerking out of Power Suit’s tight hold told Brian he wasn’t a pushover, regardless of his stature.
“No, thank you. I’m not interested.”
Brian heard him trying to be polite, but the suit was having a challenging time accepting rejection. Before Brian could reach them, a guy about the same build as him jumped in front of him, his bright blue eyes dancing over Brian’s face and chest. “You looking for me, sexy?” The man asked seductively while boldly reaching for Brian’s dick.
Brian frowned angrily. He had no choice but to grip the man’s hand in a punishing hold, making him wince and cry out before jerking his arm back. “Alright, easy, man. I can take a hint.”
“Hey! Back off, creep. I said not interested.”
Brian looked up just as Power Suit started to pull his desire away from the crowd, looking to take him to a more private setting. Very few people turned their attention from what they were doing, not at all concerned. Some probably thought this was part of their game. The suit wasn’t flat out abducting the smaller man but he still had his hands on him when gorgeous had been more than clear that he wasn’t interested.
Brian finally got to them, his large body casting a shadow over all of them. He extracted the struggling man from the suit’s grasp and tucked him behind his back. Brian glared down at the three of them, daring them to make a move. His eyes pointed, ready to attack if he had to. He was more than willing to fight for what he wanted. Brian felt lean, strong fingers grip his bicep and pull him back. The longer Brian stood there frowning, the angrier he was getting that those assholes had the audacity to try to take what didn’t belong to them. When the suit put up his hands in surrender, the others retreated as well, turning away in defeat.
Brian watched until they were back outside the curtain and posed no further threat. He turned around and looked down at the man, still holding on to him. His touch was warm and strong. Brian clasped his hand in his – taking his date for the night – and began the trek back to the dark corner he’d been standing in. They were almost there when his hand was tugged, halting his movements.
“Um. Look. Thank you for back there. Those guys had some serious issues. But I think I’m going to head out. This isn’t exactly what I thought it would be.”
That makes two of us. Brian still held the small hand in his and brought his other around the small of the guy’s back to bring him closer to him. He couldn’t tell him “No,” or “Please, just five minutes.” Instead, he tenderly hugged him to his body, trying to show he wasn’t a threat or a bully. Brian’s actions, his touch, were his words. He rubbed his big hands up and down that frail spine until the man began to curve into the touch. When he pulled back, he stared into deep brown eyes that were full of lust and need. Brian nodded in the direction they’d been walking and to his surprise, the guy smiled warmly and followed closely behind. Like he’d understood what Brian had reflected. No one bothered either one of them as they made their way back to the other side of the warehouse where it was quieter, darker.
Brian walked behind the stairwell and, after a cautious, cursory glance to make sure that Brian didn’t have anyone else back there with him, he followed him farther into the darkness. Brian leaned against the wall, giving the suspicious man some space, but when he walked right into Brian’s arms, he molded that fit body to him and dipped his head down to capture the supple lips with his own. A long, sultry moan was emptied into Brian’s starving mouth, making him hold on tighter, wanting to hear more. God, the guy could kiss so good. His tongue was sweet and warm, dancing with his own. And he was so verbal. Brian didn’t usually kiss his hookups but there was no way he could refuse that hot mouth.