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I open the window.

Neither of us says anything at all, not one word.

“Come in,” I say anyway, because apparently some things do need saying, even when they’re obvious.

He comes apart. His whole shape unravels into dark smoke that pours off the shrubbery and streams straight up through the gap I’ve left and into the room. It reforms right beside me, solid again. Close enough that there’s no space left between us at all. Toe to toe, close enough that I have to tip my head back to find his eyes.

And then we just look at each other, the way you look at someone when there’s too much to say and no correct order to say any of it in. The throne. The light. The two people I accidentally banished tonight. The thing he told me under the oak that he still can’t take back. All of it sits there in the space between us, enormous and unresolved. Neither of us reaches for a single word of it.

I don’t know which of us moves first.

Then he’s kissing me, or I’m kissing him. It stops mattering which, because some conversations, it turns out, are easier to have with your mouth doing something other than talking.

His lips are soft yet demanding. Leading where I’ll gladly follow. There is a certainty in his kiss, a confidence that wasn’t there before. It’s a very different kiss from that first kiss in the library, and I’m delighted by how much he has grown. He is definitely a fast learner. Faster than me. I still feel clumsy and awkward. But he doesn’t seem to mind.

We are moving now. Dark stepping forward, me stepping back. Another sort of dance.

My back hits the bedroom wall. My hands move from his broad shoulders to wrap around his neck. His hands move to my hips and lift. Up and up, past his waist. Up until my legs are over his shoulders.

I yelp a little, and my hands tangle in his thick hair for something to hold on to. My pyjama shorts vanish. One moment there, one moment gone. Torn off or disintegrated, I have no idea. I guess I’ll find out tomorrow when I go looking for them.

Dark holds me against the wall with my legs over his shoulders and his mouth not even an inch from my naked, hard cock.

“May I?” he breathes softly, sending the air around my cock swirling.

I shiver at the sensation. “Yes!”

Soft, misty, moist and succulent heat engulfs my cock. All of it, all at once. Sensations collide, twist and race through my veins, setting my entire body on fire as they go.

A scream bubbles up from deep in my lungs. I bite the back of my hand and struggle to keep it in.

Imagine if Hannah burst in to see if I was alright, and found me levitating halfway up the wall? Or what if Dark is solid enough tonight for her to see, and she saw me getting sucked off by a monster with glowing amber eyes?

It wouldn’t be good for anyone’s health.

I bite my hand harder and whimper around it as a new wave of pleasure surges through me, stronger than a tsunami.

My other hand grips tightly in his hair, even though I know he will never allow me to fall.

His lips roll up and down my aching length. His tongue swirls and rasps. Everything is pressure and wetness and heat. Apparently shadow beings are only cool on the outside.

A tingle races up and down my spine. All my muscles spasm. Dark’s mouth continues to work.

How is he so good at this? Or is he? I have nothing to compare it to. Maybe this is a truly terrible blowjob? Oh sweet heavens, if that’s true, then a good one would completely destroy me.

Another whimper escapes around my hand. My eyes roll back. Every nerve ending I have is on fire.

Suddenly everything ignites. The fire roars to inferno levels and an orgasm is tearing through me. My body jerks and shudders as my cock empties down Dark’s throat. He swallows me down eagerly, making soft, pleased noises as if I’m the most delicious thing he has ever tasted.

My lungs exhale. My muscles sag. My bones turn to jelly.

I fall, but not far. Dark catches me in his arms easily. Holding me like a bride.

He carries me over to the bed and lays me down gently. My arms reach for him and pull him down beside me.

He kisses my neck while his cool shadows twist and writhe all over me. Soothing against my overheated skin.

Tendrils of shadow coil over my peaked nipples and I moan helplessly. Sparks of bright pleasure shooting from my nipples all the way down to my toes.