"And what do you do in your free time, querido?" Zevran smiled encouragingly at Alistair.
He was inordinately pleased with how things were going so far. Ever since his first day at W.O.D., when Alistair had shown up on his doorstep to set up his computer, Zevran had had an eye on the gorgeous young man. True, Alistair had stammered and blushed at first, but as soon as he'd got down to work, he'd exuded an air of quiet competence that had been incredibly attractive. Not to mention that having that ass sticking out from under the desk as he'd sorted out the wiring had been quite the treat!
"Oh, nothing special, you know." Alistair was smiling, clearly flattered that Zevran was taking an interest in him. "Reading technical stuff, mostly, and working out."
"Yeah, I can tell." Zevran didn't bother to hide the admiration in his eyes as he let his gaze travel down to Alistair's chiseled pecs.
Alistair bit his lip nervously, but at the same time Zevran heard him inhale sharply. Yes, things were definitely going well. He had already talked Alistair out of that horrible coat and lured him into a quiet corner. They had mostly talked about work at first, but now it was time to get a little more personal.
"Any other hobbies?" Zevran winked suggestively, licking his lips.
"Well, I play chess." Alistair gave him a hopeful look, but Zevran had a hard time hiding his eye roll. His attempt at innuendo had gone right over Alistair's head. Too subtle, perhaps?
"And I sing. In a choir, I mean. Not, you know, solo." No, Alistair was nervous, Zevran realized, afraid to say something wrong. Not obtuse, just… preoccupied with his own fears and worries.
"I bet you have a lovely voice." He did his best to sound warm and accepting. "Me, I prefer to dance."
"What, you mean, like that?" Alistair tensed up visibly, throwing a nervous glance at the dance floor. "I don't think I would-"
"No, not like that." Zevran let his hips undulate just the tiniest bit, and yes, there it was again. Another sharp inhale, and Alistair's gaze dropped to his lap, his blush spreading down his neck. Adorable. But how much more explicit do I have to get?
He almost sighed in exasperation, but just as he was ready to give up, Alistair surprised him by raising his head and looking him firmly in the eye. "I… I think I would like to see you dance. Some day. Soon."
"Would you, now?" Zevran practically purred the words. "That's good to know. But, I think…" He glanced around the room, trying to gauge how much longer the party would go on. It was still in full swing, as far as he could tell, with people chatting animatedly, their rosy cheeks betraying the influence of the excellent wine. "Maybe we should get some fresh air, no?" Zevran inclined his head in the direction of the door. "What do you say?"
Without waiting for Alistair's reply, he got to his feet. "Better bring the coat," he tossed back over his shoulder. "I bet it's cold outside."
He heard Alistair awkwardly clear his throat close behind him. "What about you?"
Fortunately, there was no need to hide his grin, since he was facing away from Alistair. "Well, I was kind of hoping you'd share the warmth."
This time, the gasp was close to being an actual moan.
It was chilly outside in the corridors, not icy cold, but cool enough that Zevran was really glad when they turned a corner and he could snuggle under the big, plushy cloak with Alistair. Though, if he was quite honest, he would have pretended to be shivering anyway, just to get close to that magnificent body. Alistair felt wonderful, his torso firm and muscular, the exposed skin on his chest warm and smooth. And yes, there was a definite twitch down there when Zevran moulded his body against him.
Carefully, he went up on his toes and brushed his lips against Alistair's. Just a feather light touch, nothing more, but he responded with a full body shudder. It was intoxicating, and Zevran couldn't help imagining what it would be like to see him lose control completely. Again, his lips found Alistair's, adding more pressure, opening just the tiniest bit to test the waters, and Alistair moaned again, his big hands settling on Zevran's hips, pulling him closer in a gesture that had to be purely instinctual.
Zevran couldn't hold back any longer. With a low groan of his own, he took possession of that lovely mouth, deepening the kiss greedily, while his hands roamed all over Alistair's chest and stomach. They both emerged from the kiss gasping for breath, trembling all over, and dove straight back in. Another kiss, then another, more touching, more pressure, more heat – Zevran only knew he wanted more.
His hand wandered lower until his fingers were grazing the impressive bulge in Alistair's leggings, tracing the shape of him through the thin fabric.
Alistair whined softly into his mouth. "Zevran, no, I-"
He pulled back his hand immediately, though he couldn't bring himself to let go of Alistair completely. "Do you want me to stop?"
"No, I just-" Alistair was panting just as hard as he was. "I… I want, but not… You know, not too fast… I don't usually-"
"Shhhh." Zevran silenced him with another kiss, then pulled back a little to look into his eyes. "You set the pace. You tell me what's fine with you, yes?"
Again, he cupped Alistair through his pants, almost moaning aloud when he felt the thick, hard length of him. "Is this okay?"
Alistair's eyes were half closed, but he nodded vehemently. "Yes. Please."
Zevran actually had to stop for a moment to gather the remnants of his control. So delicious, so hot, I just want to- Taking two deep breaths, he forced himself to keep his touch light as he slipped his fingers under the elastic waistband of the leggings, pulling them down just far enough that he could wrap his hand around Alistair's hot, taut flesh and catch a glimpse of the tip of his cock, flushed and weeping.
"Okay?" His voice threatened to fail him as he began to move his hand.
Alistair just nodded, his eyes fully closed now as he abandoned himself completely to Zevran's touch, fine pearls of sweat appearing on his forehead. He looked incredibly beautiful like this, and it was tempting just to stare at him, but Zevran had to focus on what he was doing. The angle was far from ideal, but he managed to keep his strokes long and even until Alistair himself broke the rhythm and began to thrust into his hand. He was getting close, shaking all over, his whole body tautening, and Zevran belatedly realized that this was going to be terribly messy. Unless-
With a quick, graceful movement, he dropped to his knees, his mouth closing around that perfect cock as far as he could reach. He sucked once, hard. Alistair's head dropped back against the wall with an audible thud, his hands squeezing Zevran's shoulders like vises as he came, and kept coming, pouring himself into Zevran's willing mouth, the muscles in his stomach rippling convulsively.
Zevran eagerly swallowed it all, then got to his feet to support a swaying Alistair who seemed too dazed to remember how to stand.
"Zevran, damn it!" His voice was hoarse and shaky. "What-"
"You are delicious, querido, as I knew you'd be." Zevran chuckled softly, offering his lips for another kiss, long and slow this time.
When they parted, Alistair glanced guiltily downwards. "What about you?"
Zevran held his breath. It was tempting to let Alistair return the favour, but there had been a hint of hesitation in his voice when he'd offered, and he didn't want that. He wanted Alistair to be just as hungry for it as he had been himself. Besides, the noise of the party was beginning to die down. Soon enough, people would start leaving the venue, and one of them might well stumble over the two of them, embarrassing Alistair. No. Better to wait a little, and raise expectations a little higher.
He firmly shook his head. "Next time, perhaps."
"But you-" Alistair paused, apparently unsure how to phrase the problem delicately.
I am so hard I can barely walk straight, true. Zevran made a face, but he was determined. "I'll be fine in a minute. Besides…" He rose up on his toes again to whisper in Alistair's ears. "It will make dreaming of you tonight all the sweeter."
Hugs and thanks to suilven, my wonderful beta.
Next chapter will be Duncan and Isabela having fun. ;)