“Leo, come here.” God turned; heading into the den, the large, roaring, lion head on his muscular back a reminder of who was in charge. God turned back around slowly. “I swear, get your ass in this fucking den, Leo,” God said through clenched teeth when Day still hadn’t moved.
Day saw the vein on God’s neck bulge and recede as he shot daggers at him. Day abandoned his fruit and followed God into the den. God picked up the remote and flicked off the TV, giving them complete silence, and settled his large frame on the ottoman before beckoning him over.
Day walked over to him and saw God point to his lap. Day gave him a fuck-you look right before he was pulled forward and forced to straddle God’s lap.
His lover looked at him and wrapped his arms around him before speaking. “Leo, this shit were doing right now is over. I fucked up and said some shit that was unnecessary, but I’m not going to kiss your ass for days over it. I apologized last night and I meant it. I apologize now, sweetheart. I’m sorry. I get a little agitated when I feel out of control and I lash out sometimes, but I’ll definitely try to check myself and not disrespect you. Now you’re mine and I refuse to have another night like last night. You belong in my arms when I’m asleep, got it?” God finished by slapping Day's hip.
Day didn’t have a chance to respond because God grabbed a handful of his hair and slammed his mouth over his, stealing away any rebuttal Day may have said.
Day’s dick quickly betrayed him, filling painfully at God’s tongue darting in and out of his mouth. The taste of minty toothpaste and a sexy manly flavor that was all God was smeared across his lips, and Day licked at it greedily.
“Good. Now fuck me and show me how much you missed my arms around you last night.” God’s baritone drawl had Day standing to drop his pajama pants and briefs to the floor. He grabbed the lube from the drawer in the coffee table and settled back on top of that large lap.
Day and God’s tongues battled while he lubed two of his own fingers and pressed one into his hole. “Oh fuck.” Day breathed into God’s mouth.
“Feels good, huh?” God reached around and settled his hand on top of Day’s, feeling him fuck his own fingers. “That’s so damn sexy.” God took his middle finger and pressed it to Day’s lips.
Day sucked God’s thick finger into his mouth and moaned deeper, knowing exactly where that blunt tip was getting ready to go. Day’s hungry hole clenched with anticipation. God slowly withdrew his slick finger and mixed some of his own spit to it before he reached around to Day’s ass. Day already had two of his fingers inside scissoring him. He felt God’s finger adding pressure and pushing in beside his.
“Oh fuck,” Day groaned at the added burn. God’s fingers were thick and long.
Day pulled his fingers out and let God’s finger slip in, his lover immediately going for that spot that would make his back arch.
“Fuck. Right there.” Day rocked back and forth on God’s finger.
“You’re so damn sexy.” God licked up Day’s chest and alternated between sucking hard on each pierced nipple. God twirled the black barbells between his teeth and flicked the tiny pebbled buds, driving them both insane. God looked at the now red nubs and used his thumb to stimulate them more while he watched Day’s face.
“Now,” Day growled.
God lubed his cock slowly while watching Day.
“This what you want, babe?” God stroked from the base to the bulbous head that was dark red with heat that seemed to be calling for Day’s hot channel.
“You wanted my dick last night too, didn’t you?” God gave him a sexy smirk while he lined his cock up with Day's hole.
“I want you all the time. Now stop all this goddamn talking and give it to me,” Day said, impatiently trying to impale himself on God’s shaft, his hole pulsing to be filled. God had one hand at the base of his cock steadying it for him. Day sank down onto all that thickness, his aching ass opening and swallowing his lover’s dick in one quick move.
Day sucked in a sharp breath and sank down completely until his ass cheeks were on God’s thighs.
God released the sexiest groan from so deep within that huge chest that Day felt it vibrate his own body.
“Fuck, Leo. So fucking tight.” God’s chin was tucked into his chest watching the connection of their bodies. Both hands on the perfect “V” that shaped Day’s pelvis.
Day locked his arms around the back of God’s neck and held on while he rocked his hips back and forth, grinding their pelvises together.