for you.”
Dev groaned. “Can’t you give it to me here?”
“Umm…” Laine kissed his temple and nuzzled his face against Dev’s again. “No.”
“Why not?”
Laine unwrapped his arms from Dev’s neck and caught Dev’s face in his palms. His bottom lip protruded again, but this time he didn’t try to conceal the pout. “But, Dev…”
“Laine…”
Dropping his forehead against Dev’s chest, Lainey grumbled, “They’re having amateur night tonight during their annual Lupercalia festival at Ganymede’s Grotto.”
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Amateur night? “For what?”
Looking up at Dev, he batted his lashes and grinned seductively. “If I tell you it will ruin the surprise.”
Laine was so damned sexy, it very nearly distracted him, but Dev knew the man too well. If he didn’t figure out what this was about now, he’d regret it later, when the shop closed and Lainey wrangled him into going at the last minute. “What is the amateur night for?”
Laine bit his bottom lip and ran his hand up his chest tugging on one of his nipple rings through his shirt, an obvious ploy to divert if Dev had ever seen one. And it was working, his cock hardened right up.
God, Laine was something. The little minx. “Lainey, spill it.”
Laine’s hand slid down, brushing over jeans and his very evident erection. “Stripping.” He gripped his hard-on through his pants and slipped his other hand up under the green T-shirt, working his way towards the ring he’d just released.
Dev’s cock jerked. Knowing Laine it would only be seconds before a nice wet cum stain appeared on the denim. It was extremely hot how easily Laine got off. Already the little whimpers were starting up, as Lainey rubbed harder on his cock and tugged on his ring underneath the shirt. Dev reached out towards him and— Wait. “You want to go watch regular people strip?”
Laine kept his hands busy, his hips pushed forward into his own touch. “No. I want to strip…for you.”
If he hadn’t known Laine so well, he’d have hit the roof. But this was his Lainey and Dev realized it wasn’t some harebrained idea. Well yes, it was harebrained, but Laine had actually put some thought into this. Conflicting feelings raced through him. The idea of Laine naked was…well Laine naked was always a good thing, but Dev wasn’t too keen on others seeing his mate without clothes. “This is my Valentine’s Day present?”
Laine beamed at him. He dropped his hands, ceasing his groping, and nodded. “I’ve been taking lessons. You know Keegan? He works at Ganymede’s Grotto. He comes into the shop to pick up their weekly flower order sometimes. We got to talking one day about gifts and his partner really likes to watch him dance. Then I remembered you mentioning that you’d been watching the strip show at Ganymede’s Grotto last year before you went to meet Victor. So, since you got interrupted and didn’t get to enjoy your last Valentine’s Day, I thought I’d make it up to you. And Keegan offered to teach me to strip and I thought it would be the perfect gi—”
The man had been helping Laine take his clothes off? The dancer had seen his Lainey half-naked. Dev growled, his eyes narrowing on the little spitfire. Grabbing Laine’s hand, Dev tugged him into his arms.
He nestled Laine’s sweet little belly against his boner and wrapped his arms around his back. “Mine.”
Giggling, Laine ground his stomach against Dev. “Uh-huh. All yours. Can we go?”
“No.”
Laine froze. “But—”
“No.”
Laine’s shoulders slumped.
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Dev kissed his cheek. “Lainey, I had the best Valentine’s Day ever last year. I met you. There is nothing to compensate for. But I won’t argue if you want to strip for me at home later.”
Laine went up on tiptoes to kiss Dev’s chin. “It won’t be
Dev groaned. “Can’t you give it to me here?”
“Umm…” Laine kissed his temple and nuzzled his face against Dev’s again. “No.”
“Why not?”
Laine unwrapped his arms from Dev’s neck and caught Dev’s face in his palms. His bottom lip protruded again, but this time he didn’t try to conceal the pout. “But, Dev…”
“Laine…”
Dropping his forehead against Dev’s chest, Lainey grumbled, “They’re having amateur night tonight during their annual Lupercalia festival at Ganymede’s Grotto.”
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Amateur night? “For what?”
Looking up at Dev, he batted his lashes and grinned seductively. “If I tell you it will ruin the surprise.”
Laine was so damned sexy, it very nearly distracted him, but Dev knew the man too well. If he didn’t figure out what this was about now, he’d regret it later, when the shop closed and Lainey wrangled him into going at the last minute. “What is the amateur night for?”
Laine bit his bottom lip and ran his hand up his chest tugging on one of his nipple rings through his shirt, an obvious ploy to divert if Dev had ever seen one. And it was working, his cock hardened right up.
God, Laine was something. The little minx. “Lainey, spill it.”
Laine’s hand slid down, brushing over jeans and his very evident erection. “Stripping.” He gripped his hard-on through his pants and slipped his other hand up under the green T-shirt, working his way towards the ring he’d just released.
Dev’s cock jerked. Knowing Laine it would only be seconds before a nice wet cum stain appeared on the denim. It was extremely hot how easily Laine got off. Already the little whimpers were starting up, as Lainey rubbed harder on his cock and tugged on his ring underneath the shirt. Dev reached out towards him and— Wait. “You want to go watch regular people strip?”
Laine kept his hands busy, his hips pushed forward into his own touch. “No. I want to strip…for you.”
If he hadn’t known Laine so well, he’d have hit the roof. But this was his Lainey and Dev realized it wasn’t some harebrained idea. Well yes, it was harebrained, but Laine had actually put some thought into this. Conflicting feelings raced through him. The idea of Laine naked was…well Laine naked was always a good thing, but Dev wasn’t too keen on others seeing his mate without clothes. “This is my Valentine’s Day present?”
Laine beamed at him. He dropped his hands, ceasing his groping, and nodded. “I’ve been taking lessons. You know Keegan? He works at Ganymede’s Grotto. He comes into the shop to pick up their weekly flower order sometimes. We got to talking one day about gifts and his partner really likes to watch him dance. Then I remembered you mentioning that you’d been watching the strip show at Ganymede’s Grotto last year before you went to meet Victor. So, since you got interrupted and didn’t get to enjoy your last Valentine’s Day, I thought I’d make it up to you. And Keegan offered to teach me to strip and I thought it would be the perfect gi—”
The man had been helping Laine take his clothes off? The dancer had seen his Lainey half-naked. Dev growled, his eyes narrowing on the little spitfire. Grabbing Laine’s hand, Dev tugged him into his arms.
He nestled Laine’s sweet little belly against his boner and wrapped his arms around his back. “Mine.”
Giggling, Laine ground his stomach against Dev. “Uh-huh. All yours. Can we go?”
“No.”
Laine froze. “But—”
“No.”
Laine’s shoulders slumped.
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Dev kissed his cheek. “Lainey, I had the best Valentine’s Day ever last year. I met you. There is nothing to compensate for. But I won’t argue if you want to strip for me at home later.”
Laine went up on tiptoes to kiss Dev’s chin. “It won’t be
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