Lazy Valentines (Lazy Days)

like some possessive alpha dog claiming his mate. Mine . With a nip to Devon's bottom lip followed by a final lick to soothe the pain, Scott pulled back.
    Devon sucked in a breath and grinned like an idiot, his thumb lazily swiping at a dot of dried drool in the corner of Scott's mouth. "I was gonna ask you if you forget about our date but I think we're pretty clear on that now."
    Scott touched his index finger to his lips, a tiny smile forming in the corners of his mouth as his eyes brightened and shone. "How could I forget, when you ordered me to take the day off? Of course I thought days off, even forced ones, were meant for sleeping-in." Scott smirked and settled a hand on Devon's hip.
    "Dude, I didn't order you." Dammit, Devon just wanted to grab Scott and have his way with him right there on the steps. It was a hell of dick-twitching thought but unfortunately, it wouldn't help accomplish any of the things he had planned for the day. He shook off the notion but not enough to deny the flash of desire that still heated him from the inside out. Tonight was a totally different story.
    "Sorry…" Scott smiled sweetly. " Requested day off. But I still don't know what's going on. Care to share with the class?"
    "Nope."
    Scott narrowed his eyes, one hand poised on his hip. "Is it something I need to be anxious about because you know how that might work out—"
    "Not telling you a thing, sweetheart, although I might be open to bribes."
    "Bribes, huh? I think I can manage that."
    The sudden press of Scott's body and mouth sent Devon off balance but he recovered quickly, sliding his hand around the back of Scott's head to pull him in closer. When Scott's tongue shoved inside his mouth, twisting this way and that, trying its hardest to reach Devon's tonsils, Devon pulled away with a mournful groan. "Maybe we should take this inside. Or do you have a new exhibitionist kink you wanna share with me?"
    Scott's cheeks pinked up, his gaze searching up and down the street as he abruptly pulled away. "Are there people out…" He met Devon's smirk with a scowl. "You jerk. I can assure you that will never be a kink I'll be accused of." The frown turned to a smirk when Scott brushed is fingers over the crotch of Devon's jeans. Scott snickered at Devon's hearty groan before grabbing the bottom of Devon's leather jacket and tugging him through the door.
    "I never knew rockstars got up so early," he teased as he closed the door and went about relocking it.
    "Not a rockstar today, babe—Devastation Caine is not in the building. I'm just Devon, and Devon has an awesome day planned for you once you get your cute, little ass out of those pajamas."
    Amusement quirked Scott's lips. "You want my ass naked? But won't that just make us not leave the… oof!"
    Devon pushed Scott up against the wall, the box in his left hand falling to the floor as he covered Scott's body with his own. He pinned Scott's wrists on either side of his head; the crush of lips that followed wasn't chaste or even tender as he kissed Scott with unbridled need and want and lust and love. Scott returned the pressure, pushing and arching his body against Devon's.
    Tangling his tongue with Scott's, Devon reveled in the taste, the smell, the feel, while the tell-tale heat of arousal warmed his gut and spread over his entire lower body. He moaned into Scott's mouth, smiling against his lips when the sound was reciprocated. After adjusting his grip on Scott's wrists, he shifted so he could slip a thigh between Scott's legs. He pressed his knee carefully against Scott's groin, rubbing over the half-hard bulge inside Scott's pajamas. Scott gasped and bit at Devon's bottom lip, his eyes closing as Devon applied a little more pressure and friction with his thigh. Had it really only been four days? It felt like four months since he'd touched Scott.
    Devon stroked his tongue over Scott's bottom lip, his heart fluttering and his dick filling when Scott sucked it harshly back into his mouth. Devon felt a sudden need to really touch Scott. He released Scott's hands so he could cup his face between his fingers, licking deep into his mouth and leaning harder against him to get the full-body contact he was craving.
    Devon's brain was swirling as much as the lust in his veins. It would be so easy to give in to what they both wanted, to just sweep Scott into his bedroom and spend the day in bed with nothing to do but kiss and suck and lick and fuck. But that wasn't the plan and since it was