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Dominic stroked Onyx’s cheek lightly before leaning in to kiss him. It stayed gentle at first before Dominic slowly deepened it. “Kiss me."

Some of Onyx’s resolve felt like it evaporated in the wake of that order, but he reminded himself that complying didn’t mean he was broken. It was only kissing. He could handle kissing. He had in the past, and he would have to in the future.

So instead of arguing, he kissed Dominic back.

Those cracks threatened to grow.

Dominic hummed approvingly as Onyx kissed him back, adding a little heat into the kiss before breaking it. “Get some sleep,” he murmured against Onyx’s lips, then adjusted in the bed so that he was lying down before gathering Onyx into his arms.

All of the kissing went straight to his cock, which never failed to get hard at the most inconvenient times, and Onyx was almost… disappointed when Dominic stopped kissing him and told him to get sleep. Not that the fingers hadn’t been used, but that he hadn’t been given any sort of relief.

Onyx let himself be pulled into Dominic’s arms, but he squirmed, too. He didn’t want to do anything with Dominic, not really, but he also didn’t want to go to bed like this.

Not enough to say anything about it, though. Instead, he settled in for yet another uneasy night within the cage of Dominic’s arms.

Chapter 15

Dominic

Dominic hadn’t really expected Onyx to try to initiate anything after he’d told the younger witch to get some sleep, but he’d had a slight hope that the kissing had been enough to lead into more. After all, he’d trained Onyx’s body to respond to him.

It hadn’t been, though, and he would have to step up the pressure until Onyx was needy enough to turn to him for pleasure.

He’d have to be careful about how he escalated it though. He’d definitely moved too quickly with the dinner party, and he still didn’t know what specifically about it had spooked the younger witch as badly as it had. Other than Nathan Warwick’s presence? He hadn’t considered the severity of Onyx’s response to Nathan when he’d issued the invitation.

Dominic had been thinking more about Nathan’s pet, and how Onyx would respond to Tristan. But in both cases, it seemed he’d miscalculated.

Again.

No, he was going to have to take things much more slowly for a time and let Onyx adjust. The carefully placed cracks were still settling into new shapes, and the wrong kind of pressure could still break through the fragile foundation.

He did want to use his fingers on the boy, though, and remind him that prostates could be highly pleasurable. Onyx had always been very responsive to his being played with…

Or should he wait?

Decisions.

Well, he’d see how resistant Onyx was after a night of sleep.

“Good morning,” Dominic murmured into Onyx’s hair when he began to stir. He pressed a kiss to the back of Onyx’s neck. Without sexual relief the prior night, the younger witch had probably woken up hard, which meant he might be amenable to Dominic’s touches now.

Onyx yawned, stretching out against Dominic. “Morning,” he mumbled.

Dominic sucked lightly at the skin of Onyx’s neck, then a little harder, his hand ghosting over the Rayne witch’s nipples and teasing them before pinching them lightly. “How are you feeling this morning?”

Onyx squirmed in his arms, but he shook his head. “Don’t want to talk about it.”

Dominic let it go with a hum. He shifted to reach behind him to fish the container of lube out of his nightstand, dropping it on the bed so that it would be available. It earned him a dubious look from Onyx, but the younger witch didn’t comment. Yet.

He coaxed Onyx to turn in his arms so that he could lean in and kiss him. He deepened the kiss almost immediately, adding heat and a touch of hunger to it as he shifted over Onyx to grind their cocks together.

Occasionally, Onyx sought to take control of the kiss, and this was one of those times. He moaned against Dominic’s mouth when their cocks rubbed together, for all that his body was tense.

Dominic groaned in approval as Onyx turned aggressive in the kiss. Not that Dominic would ever let him keep control of the kiss, but it pleased him that Onyx was engaging further and pushing back against him.

The Rayne witch had just barely begun to break free from keeping his hands knotted in the sheets the entire time that Dominic was pleasing him. He wanted to feel Onyx’s hands on him, but he also didn’t want to order it directly unless he had to.

Dominic let Onyx control the kiss for a little while, using his body to keep stimulating them both.