Inked Music, page 14
“It’s stunning. Seriously. I could spend hours in here.”
“That’s kind of the idea.” Rene’s eyes twinkled. “But I’m guessing you mean looking around rather than performing a scene?”
“Both. All. Yes, please.” Was that good enough?
“Cool. You’ll notice your music is playing in here too. Maybe you can help me put together an appropriate playlist for when we do scenes. Hell, maybe we need a couple, depending on the mood I want.” Rene waved at the room. “Take as much time as you want looking around.”
Gavin stood there a second, then leapt at Rene and kissed him hard. He was so tickled, so honored to have his need for music understood.
Rene wrapped his arms around him and returned the kiss. Then Rene stood back a half step. “I don’t want to get into anything with the food on the way. Besides, I want you to check the room out properly before we use it.” Rene pointed at the windows. “They can be lightened or darkened—there’s a remote by the bed. And there’re pot lights in the ceiling too, that are on a dimmer. Oh, and a mini fridge by the bed. I hope it’s not too presumptuous, but it’s stocked with water, ginger ale, and cherry cola.”
“You… wow. Seriously. Wow.” Gavin found himself shaking, overwhelmed by the thoughtfulness, the care.
Rene gave him another hug, simply holding on to him for a few moments. “I’m doing my best to woo you, to demonstrate what kind of a Dom I am.”
“I’m honored.” Will hadn’t been mean by any stretch of the imagination, but he had been used to Gavin taking care of things.
Rene looked pleased by his response. Then he pointed to the chair. “I’m going to sit and let you explore. I’ll answer any questions you have, of course.”
“Yes, Sir. Thank you.” Gavin began to wander, examining the different toys. His Dom had a whole wall of dildos. Impressive. All different sizes and shapes, colors and materials. Some looked ornamental, either too small or too big to really be used. Some looked like they’d feel really neat, others challenging.
He felt Rene’s eyes on him as he perused, the gaze warming him.
“Impressive. Do you have a favorite?”
“To use—not yet, though I’m sure I will eventually. But esthetically I like the dark purple one with white swirls and the odd shaped head—that one’s from Bad Dragon. The glass ones are also beautiful to look at.”
“Bad Dragon? That’s a great name for a business.”
“Isn’t it? Their dildos are all ‘dragon shaped,’ which in plain English means very strangely shaped. But I imagine they give some interesting sensations. There’s a bunch from them up there. I have to admit, I’ll go to a site and fall in love with the potential of the stuff I see.”
Oh, now Gavin needed to see if he could pick out all the others. There was a really long one with two twists in a deep blue—that had to be one. And another that was rainbow colored with suction cups all around the body of it.
Suction cups. He picked it up, beginning to laugh. Good lord. That was fabulous.
“We could try it,” Rene suggested. “I bet the sensation would be extremely, uh, unique.”
“I….” He had nothing. How did you answer that?
Rene laughed. “You should see your face. Maybe you’d be happier to imagine using a vibrating dildo?”
“I can imagine that, yes, Sir. You have some amazing options.” He loved the stainless steel ones, shiny and slick and smooth.
“Why don’t you pick one for us to play with after supper?” Rene suggested. “The anticipation should make it even better.”
“Any one I want, Sir?” He knew exactly the one he had his eyes on.
“Yep. Sub’s choice.” Rene sat forward, watching. He clearly was curious.
Gavin reached for a long steel plug with a series of lumps—some big, some small. He would feel it deep.
He heard Rene’s hum over the sound of the music. “I love that you didn’t even hesitate.”
“It’s fascinating.” It called to him, to his fingers.
“You’ll bring it with us so you can learn it more intimately before we use it.”
“Yes, Sir.” He brought the dildo to his Dom. His body already felt as though he were melting.
Rene took the metal form from him and slowly ran his fingers over it, touching it everywhere. Gavin couldn’t look away; Rene fascinated him.
Rene smiled. “Lovely choice. It’s going to be cold when it first slides in, but it will warm quickly. It’ll be a challenge, but by no means impossible.”
“I like a challenge.” He craved them, in fact.
The door chime sounded, and Rene rubbed his hands together.
“That will be our food. Thank goodness, because I am starving. Making love is hungry work.”
“It is.” And he was so happy to be feeling that hunger.
Rene took his hand and tugged him down into the chair with him. “We need to give the food a few minutes to get up the elevator.”
“We do, do we?” Not that he was honestly objecting. He fit well in Rene’s lap, and the view now that the sun had gone entirely was absolutely stunning. The city was shapes and lights at their feet.
“Yep. We’ll give the driver a few minutes to get up here and for Dev to take the food. Then we’ll go down and feast. And all the while you can imagine taking this.” Rene slid the dildo across his belly, the metal a cold shock on his skin.
The sound that came out of his mouth was a cross between a gasp and a moan, and Rene chuckled softly before burying his face in Gavin’s throat. Gavin tilted his head back, giving Rene room.
Rene’s breath was warm and ticklish, but it was Rene’s tongue that made Gavin shiver, the wet glide making his cock try to sit up and take notice. Rene didn’t linger in any one spot, instead exploring his whole neck, leaving wet kisses along with the licks until his skin was entirely sensitized and every new touch felt bigger than the last.
Rene continued to rub the dildo against him, though it had warmed now from his own body heat.
“Tell me about your choice,” Rene asked, mouth moving against his throat.
“I told you, I like a challenge.”
“So what makes this one a challenge? Because I could probably pick a dozen without even trying that would be a challenge to take.” Rene rubbed Gavin’s back as he talked, the touches seeming almost unconscious, as if Rene sought to connect with Gavin as a matter of course.
Gavin squirmed a little as he tried to answer the question. “It’s different. The lumps don’t just go from big to small or small to big. They’re all different sizes with no particular order or pattern. So it’s always going to be a surprise—coming and going.” Talking about it made him squirm, and his ass kept clenching and releasing as if they were already using the dildo.
Rene had been right; anticipation was a palpable thing, increased by their conversation.
Rene picked the dildo back up off his belly and ran his fingers slowly over it, exploring the bumps and lumps. “The metal makes it so smooth. Once it’s lubed up, it’s going to be majorly slick and slippery. It would be so easy to push it in, boom, like that. I won’t, though. You’re going to want to feel each bump going into you, each curve.”
Gavin found his head bobbing in a nod without any thought. He was indeed going to feel it all. That was the draw after all, wasn’t it?
“What else do you like about the plug, boy?”
This time he answered without hesitation. “I’m going to feel it deep.”
“And probably for days,” Rene suggested.
Gavin couldn’t argue with that. He did wriggle on Rene’s lap, though, rubbing his ass against the increasing hardness at Rene’s crotch. It seemed he wasn’t the only one affected by their conversation.
“Dinner’s going to be a study in anticipation and patience.” Rene kissed his collarbone. “With a metal dildo as the guest of honor.”
Gavin snorted. “You say that like it’s going to have a place at the table.”
“But it is. We’ll put it right there at the other end of the table while we eat. Out of the way but not forgotten.”
“You can’t do that,” Gavin insisted.
“Why not?”
He’d been worried Rene was going to ask, because he didn’t really have a good answer to that. It had been a knee-jerk reaction to putting a sex toy on the dining table.
“Because it’s a sex toy. On the dining table. The dining table,” he repeated.
“Not only has the dildo in question been washed, it’s never been used before, so that takes care of any germs issues. Any other objections?” Rene arched an eyebrow.
“I can’t think of any,” Gavin admitted.
“So let’s go down and eat. I’m sure the food has been delivered already.” Rene helped Gavin get on his feet and stood as well.
Rene handed Gavin the dildo to carry and laughed when he rolled his eyes. He couldn’t believe they were actually going to have dinner with this metallic penis on the table. On the other hand, he loved the shape of it and found himself exploring it quite thoroughly, rubbing his fingers over it.
He stopped when they got down the stairs, Dev sitting in a chair fairly close to the door, his phone in hand.
Dev nodded toward the kitchen area. “Your delivery is on the island.”
He and Rene both said, “Thank you,” at the same time, making them look at each other and laugh.
“There will be plenty of leftovers, so please help yourself if you get hungry,” Rene added.
“Thank you.” Dev turned his attention back to his phone.
He and Rene went into the kitchen, where there were three big plastic bags full of smaller containers.
“Are you inviting more people over that I don’t know about?” Gavin asked, only half teasing.
“Nope. I wanted you to be able to try it all, and this way we can come down and eat more after our scene. If you’re hungry. Or for a midnight snack or breakfast or lunch tomorrow, whatever. It keeps.” Rene began taking containers out of the bags and setting them on the island. “Flautas. Tacos. Guacamole with chips. Taco salad. Burritos. Enchiladas mole. Tostadas. Fajita meat nachos. Chile relleno. Tamales. Garlic shrimp. And two slices of caramel flan. I have cherry cola in the fridge. Water if you’d prefer.”
“You really did order for the next week or so.”
“Not quite. I bet we eat more than you think, and like I said, it makes great leftovers. You can put your dildo on the counter somewhere. Don’t worry about getting salsa on it—we’ll give it a rinse before we use it.” Rene got rid of the bags, found them some utensils, and grabbed drinks before sitting next to him. The stools had backs and sides to them and were surprisingly comfortable.
They started with the tacos, the guacamole, and it was so fun to feed each other bites, to tease and play. This fed something deep inside, something Gavin craved.
Rene insisted that they at least taste everything, and by the time they’d done that, Gavin was pleasantly full. He had to admit the lure of the dildo had him not wanting to eat too much. Scenes and overfull stomachs did not mix well.
Rene touched the dildo and pushed it toward him. “I see you looking.”
“It’s a little incongruous, here among the tacos.”
“Taco, taco, dildo, taco.” Rene winked.
“Is this like duck, duck, goose?”
“That’s what I was thinking.” Rene began to clean up their leftovers, putting stuff into the fridge. “You are done, right?”
“I am.” He hopped up and started helping to clean up. He told himself he wasn’t nervous, wasn’t revved up, but how could he not be? This was going to be their first scene.
“You thinking about it?” Rene asked him as the fridge closed for the last time.
“About our scene?” He nodded, and he couldn’t hide the shivers.
“Anticipation is a sweet thing, isn’t it?” Rene cupped his face and slid a thumb across his lips. “I’m looking forward to it too. My first scene where it really counts.”
He opened up, lips wrapping around Rene’s thumb and sucking. Rene groaned, his eyes going half closed.
“Beautiful, oral man.”
He moaned softly, appreciating Rene’s pleasure.
“Let’s take this upstairs,” Rene suggested, voice rough with desire.
“Yes, Sir.” He took the dildo, humming in anticipation.
Rene grasped his hand, and they went up the stairs together, side by side.
It was like being a teenager again, this excitement. He clutched the dildo. Rene had been right; having it right there all through dinner was making this moment even better.
Rene opened the door to the playroom for him, the whole room softly lit by the city view.
“It’s beautiful.” He couldn’t stop looking out the window. “Should I put on music?”
“Yeah. Something slow and sexy for this scene.”
“I have the perfect playlist.” Sultry was its name.
“Cool. Put it on, but not too loud. And then we’ll move to the bed for this.” Rene slipped off his sweats.
Gavin started the new playlist before adjusting the volume. Then he turned the ringer setting to Twins, so theirs were the only calls that could get through, and put the phone aside.
Rene looked amazing, his cock half-hard, muscles beautiful. “You can leave your sweats with mine on the shelf beneath the side table.”
“Yes, Sir. Thank you.” He put the dildo down on the bed and then stripped down and carefully folded the clothes away.
As soon as he was naked, Rene came to stand behind him, body warm, solid. Rene slid his hands along Gavin’s sides and wrapped them around his hips, swaying slowly to the music.
It was novel, seduction instead of jumping right into a scene. Slow and deliberate and moving him from arousal due to anticipation to something deeper. Something better.
Leaving kisses on his shoulder, Rene hummed along to the music. The growing heat of Rene’s cock rubbed along his ass like a promise.
“This arouses you.” Master Will had always stayed in control for their scenes together.
“You arouse me,” Rene corrected.
Gavin cried out. He wanted to turn and throw his arms around Rene, to kiss him as thanks, but they were in a scene, so he wasn’t sure if he could.
“What’s wrong?” Rene asked against his skin.
“What?”
“Your body tensed when I said that you aroused me.”
“Oh.” He chuckled softly—the up- and downside to an extremely intuitive Dom. “I wanted to turn and kiss you for it, but we’re in a scene, and I didn’t know if I could.”
“Hmmm… okay. Unless I’ve specifically told you to hold still or that you can’t do something, I want you to follow your instincts. A scene is like… well, music, right? I might be performing the melody, but it’s a better song if there’s a harmony too. Does that make sense?”
“Perfect sense.” He did turn then and threw his arms around Rene. He didn’t need to take the kiss—Rene met him halfway. It was “thank you” and “you understand me” and “I am so turned on by you, by this,” all rolled into one. They kissed long enough that the first song flowed into the second, and the lack of hurry eased something inside him.
Finally the kiss ended, and Rene encouraged him onto the bed.
“On my hands and knees, Sir?”
“Eventually, but for prep I want you on your back. I want to be able to see your face.”
“Yes, Sir.” Gavin moved to the center of the big bed and lay on his back amid the pillows, his eyes immediately seeking out Rene.
Rene’s gaze traveled the length of his body, admiration clear. Gavin’s prick jerked, and he arched slightly in response, offering himself to his Dom. Grabbing a pillow, Rene tossed it off the bed, then a couple more.
“That’s better. They’re great for cuddling with but a little much for a scene. I wanted to do our first one here on the bed. I thought it would be more comfortable, more familiar.”
“Yes, Sir.” He was fascinated by how Rene ran his scene. Music, the bed, his choice of dildo—it already felt like Gavin was the centerpiece.
There was a tube of lube on the bedside table, and Rene grabbed it. “Pull your legs up and spread them for me, boy.”
Gavin did as he was told, his knees coming up and falling to the sides to expose his ass, his opening. His cock was firm, and there was a tingle in his belly, along with a feeling of anticipation in his groin.
Rene wet his fingers and rubbed them over his hole. The lube was warm from Rene’s skin and slick, Rene’s touches smooth and easy. When Rene finally slipped a finger into Gavin, he clenched down around it, eager for the invasion.
“Such an eager little hole.” Rene glanced up at him, watching as that finger pushed deeper. He pushed it in until his hand was pressed up against Gavin’s ass. Then Rene wriggled his finger around before pulling completely out again.
Gavin bucked, trying to get Rene’s finger back.
“Beautiful,” murmured Rene, returning his finger to Gavin’s hole.
“Thank you, Sir.” He felt beautiful, not because Rene had said so, but because of the look in Rene’s eyes and the way Rene’s actions made his body move.
Rene was clearly taking his time, fucking Gavin with just that single finger, going back for more lube, then continuing. Gavin undulated, his body moving with Rene. It was like a dance—Rene led, and he followed.
There was no warning when Rene added another finger, but it was smooth and easy, the extra stretch a gentle burn. Rene opened and closed his fingers and began to turn them inside Gavin. This deepened the burn, making Gavin moan.
He loved the careful stretching, the way it seemed so much more than a perfunctory duty in order to use the dildo.
“So wonderfully tight,” murmured Rene. “Stretching you with the dildo is going to be amazing.”
Yeah, Gavin thought so too.
“Do you want more?” Rene asked, fucking him steadily with those two fingers.
Gavin nodded. “Yes, please, Sir.”
“Hungry little hole.” Rene chuckled softly, that third finger widening him as it slid in.
The burn that came with the third finger was perfect, enough to work him without being too much. Rene moved his fingers continuously, never quite pushing them deep enough to touch Gavin’s gland. He didn’t know if it was on purpose or not, but he had a hunch Rene knew exactly what he was doing. So far, Rene had been very deliberate. It made him whimper, and Rene’s smile grew wicked. Oh yeah, he knew exactly what he was doing.
