Sex & Mayhem 04 No Matter What (23 page)

Luca snuggled
his forehead against Ghost’s shoulder, and his long hair tickled
Ghost’s face, smelling fresh and herby, of a shampoo Ghost didn’t
know. Had Lucky advised Luca on the hair product? Because it
smelled amazing.

“Wanna drink
something?”

“God yes!”
Ghost stroked Luca’s hair, relieved with the relaxed atmosphere.
Nothing like the shit he had to take at the club today. He wished
they got another prospect already, so he’d get some of the load off
his shoulders.

The glass of
red wine he’d asked for was in his hands within seconds, and the
coffee table by the sofa was actually set for a meal, with a
pristine tablecloth and a cactus Luca must have snatched from one
of the windowsills sitting in the middle instead of a flower.

Ghost squinted
at him with a smile. There was even a candle. What was this about?
Did Luca want to go further in sex tonight?

Ghost could
already smell herbs, dough, and cheese when he sat down on the
sofa, with Luca cuddling up against him.

“Lucky took me
shopping. You’ve been so stressed lately that I thought you’d enjoy
a date,” Luca said with a wiggle of his brows.

Ghost’s smile
widened, and he put his arm over Luca’s shoulders, already relaxing
into the sofa. “We’ve never been on an actual date. I should have
thought about it.”

Luca’s dark
eyes twinkled. “You already have so much on your plate.” He sighed,
and his pretty face suddenly became serious, making Ghost’s heart
rate skyrocket. Was this when the grilling begins?

But Luca just
shrugged. “I think I’ve been selfish. It’s my time to take care of
you for a change.”

“I suppose
that’s the advantage of having a boyfriend, right?” Ghost chuckled
and delved into those hot lips for a long, wet kiss. Luca slowly
crawled into his lap and chuckled against Ghost’s cheek.

“You smell
nice. What is it?”

“Um… mud?”
Ghost laughed, stroking Luca’s side. “Is that pizza burning?”

Those dark,
beautiful eyes opened wide, and Luca was off him, rushing to the
kitchen. “Shit!” There was some shuffling about, but after a few
moments, Luca walked back with a large plate of steaming food. “It
got burnt just a bit on one edge. I’ll take that side,” he promised
with an apologetic smile.

Ghost snorted.
“I like it crispy.” He swallowed, watching his handsome boyfriend
set up the meal for him. “This is so… nice. Feels like home. It’s
not our house, but you know what I mean...”

The joy in
Luca’s eyes was warm and lively, like a sweet-scented candle. He
put a piece of the pizza on each of their plates and returned under
Ghost’s arm like it was the only place he ever wanted to be. “Since
I work from home, I’m the one who needs to learn some cooking,
right?”

“It’s up to
you, but I won’t lie, it feels great to come back home to a warm
meal. And pizza at that. You wanna fatten me up, so no one else
wants me?” Ghost kissed his cheek before having a massive bite of
hot, delicious, fluffy pizza. “So good,” he mumbled with his mouth
full.

Luca smiled and
swallowed the food before speaking again. “That’s the plan. Unless
you insist on the healthy stuff, then I don’t have a choice and
have to lock you up in the basement.”

They ate in
silence that was oddly comfortable, such a welcome change after the
tension of the last few days. Ghost stroked Luca’s arm with his
free hand. “We could go running together. Make some kind of
schedule. You said you like that.”

“That would be
great. With you working so much... I miss spending time with you,
and maybe sports could help us both get more relaxed?” reasoned
Luca.

“And sweaty.
That’s your real agenda, isn’t it?” Ghost was feeling more at ease
by the second. It was as if the club had stayed outside the door
tonight, and he liked it that way.

Luca drank more
wine and grinned at Ghost. “Maybe, maybe... I like getting sweaty
with you.”

Ghost stuffed
his face with more pizza, with that light feeling of love floating
up his chest. “This is so delicious.”

“This has
nothing on my mom’s pizza.” Luca sighed. “She really liked cooking.
Probably why I never learned.”

“My mom can’t
cook. She’ll always bring nice stuff from the café where she works
though.”

Luca chuckled.
“I can see where she’s coming from. I just almost burned a frozen
meal.”

“It feels nice
that someone thought of me, that’s good enough.” He finished off
the pizza with the red wine. Bliss.

Luca kissed his
cheek. “I’m always thinking of you.”

Ghost poured
himself one more glass of wine, sated and relaxed. “What else did
you do with Lucky today?”

Luca got up,
gathering their plates. “He was curious about us. I think Tooth
told him,” he sighed, slowly walking back to the kitchen.

Ghost took a
deep breath, taking a few seconds to process that. “Lucky can keep
his mouth shut, it’s fine.”

“He really
likes us. Sweet of him to let us stay here,” Luca said as if Tooth
had no say in the matter. He opened the fridge and started fiddling
with something.

“Yeah, he’s
cute, though a bit all over the place.” Ghost finished the glass of
wine and put it back on the table.

Luca squinted
at him playfully. “Should I be jealous?”

“I’d be a dead
man walking if I touched him, so I don’t think so.” Ghost
chuckled.

“Good.” Luca
walked back to the living room with two small plates, and when he
set them on the coffee table, Ghost’s eyes went wide.

“It’s my
favorite…” He grinned at the meringue with cream and lemon sticking
out of the side like the wings of a butterfly. “You’ve thought of
everything.” It was a dessert he was embarrassed to have in public
because of his skin and hair. He was so white kids used to give him
funny looks when he ate meringue with cream.

“I know.” Luca
smelled the dessert before scooping some of the cream into his
mouth. “Oh, Lucky told me a guy called Grim is coming to town.”

Ghost wondered
for a moment if he should keep his mouth shut about it or not, but
it wasn’t as if Grim’s presence was a secret. Grim was a nomad, one
of the most dangerous Coffin Nails members nationwide. He was also
one of the reasons a lot of the Nails didn’t outright think of gay
men as only sissies. Grim was unapologetic about his sexuality and
ready to put a bullet through the skull of any homophobe trying to
piss him off. Just today, Priest had been talking about him coming
because of the insult from the Rabid Hogs. Everyone agreed that
Grim would love to deal with this kind of shit.

“Yeah, next
week.” Ghost got a fork, and dug into the dessert with his mouth
already watering at the tangy scent.

Luca pushed his
fork into Ghost’s meringue and fed him. “Lucky sounds super excited
to meet him. What’s he about?”

Ghost let the
sweetness melt in his mouth before answering. “Who? Grim? He’s gay
and has a ridiculously big dick. I mean, so big that it can be a
problem. I wouldn’t want a dick that big, to be honest.”

Luca laughed
and put more meringue into Ghost’s mouth. He seemed so carefree and
happy that it eased all tension in Ghost’s muscles. “Oh. My. God.
It’s ridiculous you all know the size of his cock.”

“You’ll see
yourself! He wears fitted leather pants. He’s showing it off. But
from a doctor’s perspective? I can’t imagine it being all that much
fun. It’s kinda scary, actually.”

Luca swallowed
some of the dessert and stayed quiet for a few seconds. “Some
people like everything big, but... yeah... I’m not much into that
either.”

“Just between
us, I think Lucky really wants to see it, and Tooth really wants
him not to.” Ghost chuckled and closed his eyes, enjoying the lemon
tang and creaminess. It was the perfect combination.

“Sounds like
them,” agreed Luca as they ate.

“I hope that
the Rabid Hogs get a look at Grim, and shut their homophobic
mouths. He’s a scary fucker all over. There’s a truce with them
technically, but the Nails feel slighted over what went down that
night. Apart from Grim, there’s other nomads coming, so I had to
clean the guest rooms today. Turned out one of the rooms had a
leakage through the drainpipe, and I had to unblock it from the
outside. It took forever. I was hanging outside the window on a
harness and kept thinking how stupid it was. How it would have been
better to just hire someone to do it. Christ.”

Luca stared at
him, eating more of the meringue. “But it’s just short-term, you
said. Until you’re a full member, and you can be their doctor?”

“Yeah, that’s
what I tell myself. It’s just draining to have so many years of
university behind me and get the task of unclogging pipes. I mean
seriously. Nothing wrong with that kind of work, but I could do
something better with my time. Even get into learning about the
club finances, especially with my dad being the secretary. But I
can’t, because I’m ‘Prospect’, even though most of these guys have
known me half their lives and never treated me like an
outsider.”

Luca played
with the fine hair on Ghost’s nape. “Must be tough. I’m sorry to
see you so frustrated.”

Ghost looked
into his eyes, swallowing the last piece of meringue. “It’s worth
it.” Anything was worth doing to have Luca safe and with him. “The
bad shit is gonna pass.”

Luca kissed him
gently, taking some of the white crumbs on his lips with his
tongue. Ghost gasped when it passed through the seam of his
lips.

“Take a shower?
I’ll clean up and join you upstairs,” said Luca.

Ghost’s grin
widened as he got up. Maybe Luca did want to go all the way? “That
sounds promising.” He winked at Luca, surprised by the headrush he
got after drinking only two glasses of wine.

“You just
wait,” said Luca. He started gathering everything from the table.
Ghost already knew Luca felt uncomfortable about leaving a mess for
Lucky to deal with, and since Luca had offered to clean up on his
own, Ghost rushed up the stairs.

He left his
clothes on the chair, and went straight for the shower. Tooth and
Lucky were out, Luca was in an amazing mood. This was it. He
started scrubbing his hands to get off any grime that today’s work
might have left. Hot water was like a caress on his tired
muscles.

He dried
himself and exited the bathroom to find Luca already on the bed.
The candle he’d used downstairs was the only source of light in the
room, its warm glow creating a pleasant shimmer in the
darkness.

Luca smiled at
him. “Fancy a back rub?” he asked, pulling down the zipper of his
hoodie. He was naked underneath, and the candle gave his dark olive
skin a golden hue.

Ghost held his
breath. He loved seeing Luca in that hoodie, it made him feel that
bit more connected to Luca, even when he was out with the club.

“Yes, please,”
Ghost said.

Luca patted the
edge of the bed, shifting closer. “I like seeing you naked.”

“Of course you
do.” Ghost bit his lip and sat on the bed, ready for his back rub.
He was living the dream.

Luca’s arms
slid around his neck, and that sweet, warm mouth brushed the back
of his neck. “And for the record, your cock’s just right,” he
whispered, gently stroking Ghost’s shoulder.

“Oh. If you
need to reassure me, then it must be bad.” Ghost bit back a smile.
He was more than sure that Luca liked his dick, otherwise he
wouldn’t be so eager to play with it.

Luca kissed his
shoulder and moved away so only his hands were touching Ghost. He
started a slow massage, kneading the tops of Ghost’s shoulders.
“You were the one to first mention dick sizes tonight.”

“I know what
this is about.” Ghost chuckled. “You want a compliment. Yes, Luca,
your dick is nice too. Fits so well in my hand.” He could hardly
believe he was saying this, but he felt so at ease in his little
dark cocoon with Luca, with their shadows dancing on the wall and
Luca’s wonderful fingers easing knots out of his shoulders. Luca
clearly had no idea what he was doing, but it didn’t make the
massage any less pleasant.

“Is it?” Luca
whispered into his ear, shifting closer.

It sent a
shiver down Ghost’s spine. “Yeah.” He bit his lip. “I was looking
stuff up on the Internet, and I’ve found something called ‘cock
docking’. You know what that is?”

Luca’s hands
slowed down before digging into the most persistent knot of muscle,
between Ghost’s shoulder blades. “No, what is it?”

“It’s when one
cockhead slides into the foreskin of the other guy’s dick. I’m
gonna have to research it more though.” But imagining pulling
Luca’s foreskin over his own cockhead was getting him turned on
already.

“Wait, were you
researching what to do with foreskin, or something?” Luca’s teeth
dug into Ghost’s shoulder and nipped it playfully. “Someone’s
curious.”

Strangely,
Ghost felt so good, he wasn’t even shy about it for once. “I wanted
to make sure I know everything.” He let his head fall to the side
to expose his neck, and a second later, Luca’s warm lips were
there, pressing against the pulsing artery, his day-old stubble
teasing the skin. It felt better than Ghost would like to admit, as
if the tiny needles were somehow grabbing his cock from the inside
of his body.

“What about?”
whispered Luca, embracing Ghost’s chest.

“Dealing with
other guys’ dicks.” It sounded ridiculous, but Ghost went with it,
enjoying Luca being so close. He could feel the touch of hard
nipples against his back.

“That’s serious
business. What else did you find out?” asked Luca, pulling his
fingers down Ghost’s pecs. It was such a thorough embrace,
completely tender and yet steady.

“Just weird
porn stuff. Everyone likes different things anyway.” At least
that’s what he knew from the experience he had. “And you have to…
experiment.”