“Hold on, which library?” Wash interrupted.
“The city library. Why?”
He stood, taking Peri with him and setting him on his feet. Did he mention that Wash toting him around like that made Peri a little horny? Maybe not. He didn't want to scare the man off.
Wash gathered a messenger bag that was stuffed with papers, his soiled sweatshirt from that morning hanging out of it. Peri made a mental note to clean that for him, but between one blink and the next, they teleported and popped up in front of the library. Peri swallowed a shriek of excitement, but he couldn’t hide the big grin on his face when Wash gestured for him to lead the way.
“That is so much fun,” he exclaimed, feet leaving the ground as he pointed in the direction of his apartment building. “That way. Is there a limit to how far you can teleport?”
“Not really,” Wash answered. “But teleporting between realms is impossible for any demon without strong enough magic. It’s also exhausting.” His eyes narrowed on Peri. “Why? Where else do you want to go?”
Tugging on his hand, Peri encouraged Wash to fly with him, keeping his answer vague. “Nowhere specific. I’m just curious.”
And also planning places they could go together that would be fun. If they were within teleporting range, then they’d only have to get on a train once, which would spare Wash from any annoyance on the way back.
“Mhmm,” Wash hummed. “Somehow, I don’t believe you.”
Twelve
Wash was glad Peri didn’t ask him to fly, instead walking to his apartment a few blocks away. Wash loved flying, and if he was somewhere private, he’d do it for hours, but Peri’s neighborhood was busy, with plenty of other supes walking and flying around. He wasn’t going to draw attention to himself and risk someone saying something stupid while he was with Peri. He’d just chase the little fairy away with his less than stellar reaction.
Peri switched back and forth between bouncing and hovering instead of just walking. It was cute, and he talked animatedly with his hands as they walked down the street. It was significantly earlier than Wash normally left work, the sun was even still out, but when Peri had climbed into his lap, he couldn’t say no.
He followed the bouncy little fairy to an apartment complex covered in vines, with greenery spilling from each balcony in different colors. Trees surrounded it, glowing faintly with magic, and the courtyard in the middle had a wider tree that looked like a smaller complex for pixies. Even the air smelled different just stepping off the sidewalk, and Wash found himself taking a deep breath as they headed toward the main door.
His own apartment was cold in comparison, an old brick building with cracks in the sidewalk and clean lines without a plant in sight. He hadn’t realized what he was missing until now.
Inside the building was just as green as the outside. Planter boxes lined the halls, perfuming the air with the scent of flowers and fresh potted soil. Vines snuck in through windows, trailing across the walls and even along the ceiling, draping in some places so it brushed over their heads. Peri’s fingers trailed over leaves as he went, giving off little sparks of magic that seemed to make the plants sway happily. He stopped in front of a door at the end of the hall, where several potted plants lined the entrance and a colorful doormat welcomed them in. Wash eyed that particular piece with distaste. He wouldn’t be caught dead with a welcome mat in front of his apartment. It would make people think he was interested in visitors.
Peri unlocked his apartment with a little magic, grabbing Wash’s hand and pulling him inside. Wash barely had time to take in the shelves with more little plants in the entryway and the lavender wallpaper before Peri spun and pushed him against the door, slamming his lips against Wash's in a frantic kiss.
The little fairy was practically vibrating with need, lifting onto his toes and throwing his arms around Wash's neck, only to move them again to fist his shirt, trying to eliminate the space between them.
It made Wash's head spin, and he struggled to catch up and regain the control he'd had in the office. Ripping his mouth away, he tried to slow them down. "Peri, wait-"
Peri didn't listen, dropping to his knees instead. Wash froze, wide-eyed, as the beautiful man went after the button and zipper of his jeans like they were the only obstacle to getting exactly what he wanted.
Wash hadn’t expected this kind of urgency, and his brain was struggling to catch up. He could only watch as Peri pulled hisjeans and boxers down enough to pull his cock free, wrapping those delicate little fingers around it with a wanton moan that made Wash’s dick kick in his hand.
“You don’t have to–ungh, fuck!”
He was going to tell Peri he didn't have to take all of him, his cock being the one thing he was never embarrassed about, but Peri didn’t give him a chance to get the words out before sucking Wash’s cock into his mouth, taking at least half of him in one go. Peri was relentless, bobbing his head, taking him deeper and deeper like a gag reflex wasn’t an issue for him. All while looking up at him with those big eyes, watching as he took Wash apart.
A swirl of his tongue over the head made Wash gasp, his head thunking against the door, and his fingers curling in Peri’s hair automatically. This was going to end really quick if he didn’t do something soon. The little fairy was just too good with his mouth.
Summoning every ounce of willpower he owned, which wasn’t a lot, most of it had fled the minute those pretty pink lips had wrapped around his cock, he reached down and caught Peri under his arms, hauling him up until he wrapped his legs around Wash’s hips automatically. His lips were already a little swollen, little spots of pink on his cheeks, and he looked adorably confused about the change in plans.
Wash didn’t stop to explain, yanking his jeans up enough to allow him to walk the rest of the way to the living room. He sat on the first available surface, a low backed arm chair with enough space for them both as long as Peri was straddling his lap. The minute they sat and Peri’s lap connected with his, the little minx started rocking, seizing Wash’s mouth in another frenzied kiss.
Determined not to lose his head again, he grabbed a careful handful of those pretty pink and blue locks, tightening just enough to tell the little fairy who was in charge. Peri’sresponding moan nearly had him losing his cool again, and he had to move on to kissing Peri’s neck to catch his breath.
“Please, please, please,” Peri whimpered, rocking a little more urgently. Almost too urgently. Wash leaned back, taking the fairy in. He looked wrecked already, his breath coming in pants and his fingers digging into Wash’s clothes like a lifeline. Like he was just holding onto his orgasm by a thread.
“Peri? How often can you come in one night?”
Peri’s eyelids fluttered, his cheeks turning a darker shade of pink as he whispered, “As many times as you want me to.”
Goddess… His eyes nearly rolled into his head with that little confession. Could the little fairy be any more perfect?