His imagination ran wild, dream Peri beginning to tremble as he kissed back with enthusiasm, rocking his hips like he couldn’t help himself. Wash encouraged him by grabbing handfuls of his ass and grinding the smaller man against his cock. Peri let out a surprised moan, muffled only by Wash’s claim on his mouth. His fantasy version of Peri grew more frantic, those delicate fingers digging into Wash’s clothes and tugging at them in an attempt to get them naked. It was a good plan, one Wash fully intended to go along with, but a knock at his office door broke the moment before he could do more than slide his palm under Peri’s shirt and the cute vest he was wearing.
When he opened his eyes, Wash honestly expected to wake up alone in his office, probably hard from the sexy dream, but with no way to deal with the problem until he managed to drag himself home. What he didn’t expect was for dream Peri to still be there, his lips swollen and his expression a little dazed. The knock sounded again, and Wash’s eyes widened in horror as he realized the truth. This wasn’t a dream at all. Peri showing up hadn’t been a shift in the narrative of his too tired mind. He’d actually come inside Wash’s office, and Wash had…
Sucking in a sharp breath, he sat up, nearly unseating Peri from his lap and tossing him to the floor. He barely managed to steady the man with a grip on his hips before trying to put some distance between them. Peri wouldn’t allow it. He still had a tight grip on Wash’s hoodie, and his voice was breathy when he murmured, “Please don’t stop.”
Wash’s eyes nearly rolled into his head hearing the pleading request. There was nothing sexier than a responsive partner. But they weren’t partners. Wash thought he’d been dreaming and took advantage.
Peri let out a little whimper that snapped Wash out of his spiral, rocking his hips like he couldn’t sit still. Taking a moment to really look at him, Wash noticed the spots of pink on his cheeks, the way his pupils were blown, and the hard line of his cock pressed against Wash’s stomach. He’d gotten the poor fairy all riled up and sending him away felt a little cruel.
Hesitantly, because he still wasn’t sure if Peri wanted this or was just lust fogged, he asked, “Are you sure?”
Biting his lower lip, Peri nodded rapidly, rocking his hips again in a desperate bid for friction. “Please, I need– Please.”
He had to assume he was momentarily possessed by an incubus, because he couldn’t seem to stop himself from drawing Peri’s lips back to his and claiming his mouth. Peri moaned in relief, the sound lighting Wash up in ways he hadn’t experienced in a long time. The knock on the door sounded again, someone calling out his name, but Wash ignored it, flicking his wrist to put the wards in place. He usually did that every night he slept here so he wouldn’t be woken by cleaning staff or annoying colleagues first thing in the morning, but he must have forgotten.
Laying back down, he gripped Peri’s hips, encouraging him to keep moving. The more turned on the little fairy got, the more frantic his movements were, his ass grinding against Wash’s cock in a way that made his eyes want to cross. He wanted to roll Peri over and pin him to the couch, frotting until they both came, but certain positions weren’t possible with fairy wings involved. Instead, he unbuttoned the tight slacks Peri wore, helping him wiggle free of them enough that Wash could get a hand around his cock. Peri cried out, thrusting into Wash’s tight grip, already leaking precum. If he didn't want to make any more of a mess of the fairy than he already had, he needed another plan.
Grabbing Peri’s hips, he yanked him up until he was straddling Wash’s chest, his hands on the wall above him tobalance himself. Peri looked down in surprised confusion, and Wash took great satisfaction in watching those gorgeous blue eyes fly wide as he swallowed him down and wrapped his tongue around Peri’s little cock. His equipment was just as adorable as the rest of him, a sweet mouthful, and Wash could take all of him effortlessly.
“H-Hu–Ungh! Hugo!” Peri cried out, his hips moving in micro thrusts.
That made Wash pause long enough to pull off and demand, “Wash. I like to be called Wash.”
He didn’t give the little fairy any time to ask questions before swallowing him down again. Peri practically screamed as Wash got to work, sucking hard and bobbing his head. Peri’s fingers clawed at the wall, and the pink in his cheeks blossomed, turning his whole face red and spreading down his neck. Wash could feel the way Peri shook, muscles tightening one by one as he got closer and closer to his release. He wanted to get the beautiful man off, wanted to hear the sounds he made when he came. He growled at the thought, and the resulting vibration seemed to tip Peri over the edge.
“Wash, I– Ah!”
His attempt at a warning was sweet, but Wash wasn’t stopping for anything. He sucked hard, gripping Peri’s hips as he squirmed, his cock pulsing with his orgasm. It shouldn’t have surprised him that there was no saltiness to speak of. Only sweet. It made Wash want more, and he sucked it all down until Peri let out a sob, and he forced himself to release the beautiful man.
Moving Peri was effortless, and he set the fairy on a cushion as he sat up, giving him time to recover while Wash ripped open his own jeans and fisted his cock, stroking himself off with the sounds of Peri’s moans replaying in his head. He was aware people were still knocking on his door; the spell made it silent,but he’d installed a vibration setting to alert him if there was someone trying to get his attention when his wards were up. He just didn’t care. He was so hard it hurt, and he needed to get off.
Slim fingers touched his, and Wash groaned, releasing his cock long enough to let Peri join in before wrapping his hand around Peri’s and resuming his fast and hard pace. Knowing Peri was touching him only made it better, and a few seconds later, he came with a grunt, his release coating both their hands and splattering a little on his hoodie. He’d regret that later.
When Peri had comeinto Hugo’s office that morning, it was because one of the ghosts told him the demon had spent the night in the office, and he was worried. He made Hugo breakfast from what was available in the break room and knocked quietly, but when Hugo didn’t answer, he poked his head in and saw the demon sprawled on his couch, one arm tucked behind his head and the other resting on his belly. He looked so relaxed, and Peri couldn’t help tiptoeing inside, setting the breakfast up on the desk before edging closer to the man on the couch. He was handsome, and for the first time since they met, he wasn’t scowling. He was relaxed and at ease, and Peri felt a little bad about having to wake him.
He was only going to let him know the work day was starting when Hugo grabbed him. Grabbed him and kissed him until Peri couldn’t think straight.
There was one thing Peri’s friends didn’t know about him. One secret he only ever shared with his cousin once, because he didn’t understand what was happening to his body. When it came to sex, Peri was a little… wild. It didn’t take much to get him in the mood, and once he got started, it was hard to stop.Nyx said it was normal, that everyone’s drive was different, and Peri’s just happened to be higher than most, but he was still embarrassed about it. When Hugo started touching and kissing him, though, he lost his head. He already had a tiny crush on the demon, and the way the man grabbed him stirred something inside him.
They both stared at each other for a long moment before Hugo– No, wait, he had said to call him Wash– grimaced and touched the wall.
“Someone is knocking on the door. The spell gets more insistent if I ignore it.”
Peri glanced at the wall in surprise. He hadn’t even noticed the spell until now. A ward that encompassed the whole room, with a privacy spell, a silencing spell, and locks that kept even ghosts out. “Was that up before?”
Wash shook his head. “You wouldn’t have been able to get in if it was. I must have forgotten to put it up.” He grimaced again, and that time, Peri saw the spell go off, alerting them that someone was knocking. He looked nervously toward the door, then down at himself. He was a mess, his clothes untucked and disheveled like he had been the one to sleep here. His lips still felt swollen, and his hair was probably a mess. If he went out there looking like this, people were going to know, privacy ward or not.
Tapping the wall, Wash dismissed the ward so he could hear whoever was on the other side. “I’m getting worried. If you don’t answer, I’m going to call security,” a voice Peri didn’t recognize insisted, their voice filled with concern.
“Who is that?” he whispered when Wash groaned and dropped his chin to his chest.
“My brother. I guess they decided to call in the big guns.”
Nine
Wash should have known Ozen wouldn’t have taken his insistence that he was fine lying down. He didn't think the CEO would go as far as calling in Supernatural Resources. Or maybe just calling in his brother was bad enough. Knowing his well meaning brother, he would visit more often just to make sure Wash was okay. A fact that annoyed the hell out of him. He didn’t care before. Why would he care now?
Peri looked worried, and when he glanced down at his outfit again, Wash realized why. There was no hiding what they’d just done. Not only were they both disheveled, but Wash had come on his sweatshirt. He growled a sound of annoyance, pulling it off and wiping his hand on it before grabbing Peri’s hand and doing the same.