Bonedust

fingers tweaked a nipple between the tips and Gabe couldn’t suppress another shiver. “Gabriel…” The Shifter’s voice was a low rumble of heat in his ear. “Let me warm you up. You said you’d make it worth my while, babe. I’m holding you to that.”
    Gabriel uttered a soft noise in his throat and pulled away. “Okay! But hands out of my shirt…”
    “Lose the shirt and my hands won’t be in it.”
    “Urban.”
    “Gabe-babe.” Urban shot him a Cheshire grin.
    Gabriel’s voice trembled slightly, though if it was from nerves or excitement, he couldn’t quite tell. His pulse thundered in his ears. “Alright. Do it.”
    Urban’s hands slid out from underneath, rising up to push down on Gabe’s shoulders. “Sit,” he commanded, motioning towards the bed. Gabriel eased down on jelly-knees and watched as Urban shuffled into the other room. The water in the bathroom was cranked on while the snake dug through one of their bags. He surfaced with two cups and a tin of cocoa mix Gabriel wasn’t aware they had.
    He came out of the bathroom with two steaming mugs of cocoa. Gabriel took his, the heat emanating through his hands and down to his bones. He sipped it, but Urban tapped him on the nose. “Wait.” His hand came up with a can of whipped cream and he sprayed the white froth onto the rippling surface of the cocoa. “Better this way,” he said as he eased down next to Gabe on the bed.
    The drink was scalding hot and sugary, the taste of chocolate flooding his mouth. Heat coursed down his throat, warming him, and slowly his shaking eased. Urban dabbed a glob of whipped cream on his nose and Gabriel couldn’t help but laugh, smearing it across his face with the back of his hand.
    He finished his cocoa and set the cup down on the end table. Urban’s joined it a moment later and his lips slanted over Gabriel’s, tasting of chocolate and warm sugar. Gabe leaned back against the mattress, pulling Urban down with him. Their kiss never ended, just deepened, Urban’s tongue stroking against his with an untold hunger.
    Urban’s fingers toyed at the hem of his shirt, breaking the kiss for one moment to shed it like a second skin. The fabric pooled on the floor and Gabriel’s hands spread up Urban’s chest, fingers splayed against pale skin. He toyed with the silver hoop pierced through the Shifter’s nipple, tugging it experimentally. Urban nipped his lip, drawing a spark of pain to the surface. Gabriel answered it with a soft moan, the sound reverberating between their mouths.
    Urban’s hands slid up Gabriel’s shirt, nails scraping the surface of his skin as he drew the hoodie up and off. Gabriel gazed up at him, his back flat against the mattress as his hands explored the hard lines of Urban’s back. He tugged him closer and Urban’s chest pressed against his as the man’s lips went to work at his neck. As cold as Gabriel had been before, he was burning up, feverish as the press of fingers rubbing circles across his crotch.
    Still, it wasn’t enough to keep the warning bells from going off in Gabriel’s mind as he felt teeth skim across his pulse. He stiffened, hands pushing against Urban’s chest, panic rising like bile in his throat. The man pulled back, his face flushed and his eyes glazed over. “Gabe…”
    “Don’t—” he began, but Urban kissed his protest away, taking his breath along with it.
    “Trust me,” he rumbled, kissing him on the brow first before his lips trailed back down. “Just trust me…” His mouth was searing, burning like fire against Gabriel’s throat, teeth skipping along the skin as he suckled. He nipped and eased the wound with his tongue as his free hand cupped and rubbed Gabriel’s denim-clad cock.
    Gabriel’s head lolled back as Urban marked him, his eyes pressing shut. Heat burned between them, a fever pitch that only increased at the sound of a zipper being drawn down. His breath shuddered in his chest as Urban’s fingers stroked his cock, tenderly gentle and teasing at the same time. Gabe arched into the touch with a groan, bucking into the snake’s hand. Urban’s grip grew tighter as his lips skimmed down Gabriel’s chest, pausing to suck a nipple into his mouth.
    Gabriel threaded his fingers through Urban’s hair, elbows resting on the mattress as Urban’s mouth worked lower, tongue tracing over scar tissue. “You’re beautiful,” Urban said, his mouth poised above Gabe’s cock, his breath hot enough to make the man’s hips