I exhaled as I fell back to my normal body and flipped my hair out of my way. Glancing back over my shoulder, I saw that the remaining actors cowered away with wide eyes, their mouths shut tight. Danny took my hand as I offered it to him, and we dashed off into the alleyway. The shouts of officers clearing the theater floated through the air as we slipped away, and I heard the unmistakable bark of the Baron’s voice with them.
I knew that monster was close by. It was like he triggered a bastard sixth sense in me. In that moment, I regretted not bringing a change of clothing to hide better, as running around in my amazing dress was going to make it intensely difficult to blend in. The evening was quickly melting into night, which was both a blessing and a curse. We’d be able to use the darkness to hide, but it also meant the same for them. I didn’t have any specialty seeing in the dark, and I highly doubted Satyrs did either. If one of the officers or Baron’s goons were a feline shifter or anything nocturnal, they’d spot us fast.
The alleys were dark lines and fragmented splashes of flickering lanterns, and we found a nice dark spot to catch our breath. I leaned up against the cool brick and watched the darkness for any movement before looking at Danny. The look that man was giving me sent a shiver down my spine. His cheeks were flushed, eyes hooded over lust-filled, sparkling eyes, and his bottom lip was captured between his teeth.
I grabbed him by the front of his shirt and pulled him to me, and he released his lip to kiss me properly. His curls were soft as I ran my fingers through them, and I arched my back so he could wrap his arm around my waist. He sucked on my lip, ran his tongue across mine, and had me melting into his embrace.
“Fuck me,” he whispered against my lips, breaking the kiss so he could press his brow to mine. My knees buckled slightly at the request. “Right now.”
“It would be a little difficult to do that while I’m in this dress,” I teased back, gasping some as he pressed his hard front against my thigh.
“Look me in the eyes and tell me you’ve never fucked a man while wearing a dress before.” His voice was a vicious growl, like my Satyr had turned into a starving Manticore, and I fucking loved it. I pushed back off the brick and spun him around, switching our places so he could brace his palms against the side of the building.
Yes, we were being chased. Yes, we were in an alleyway in the middle of a city with people bustling around living their lives. But it was dark and a little tucked away, and I sure as hell wasn’t going to deny my Danny what he wanted. What kind of person would I be if I didn’t fuck his brains out in the middle of a crisis?
Love is a crazy thing.
Being on the receiving end of a cock while wearing a dress was a little easier to pull off, but I was up for the challenge—in all ways that implied. The first order of business was getting Danny’s trousers off his delicious backside, which wasn’t a problem at all. If there was one thing I could do blindfolded or in a dark alleyway, it was unfasten belts and buttons on men’s clothing. Danny kept still as I eased his pants over his fluffy black tail and pushed the clothing to his knees.
Danny’s ass was divine.
Two perfect, olive-toned globes with his tail being a dollop of black cream on top. He looked back at me over his shoulder, excitement and passion lighting his fireflies up and making them dance.
Women’s clothing wasn’t made with cocks in mind, which is understandable. The fabric of the dress had to be coaxed into staying out of the way as I maneuvered my eager and ample dick from the majestic layers of my beautiful dress. It took a moment, and I whispered a thanks to the gods once I finally got myself free. Danny wiggled his hips slightly as I pushed his hooves apart with the side of my foot.
He groaned slightly and arched his back as I got everything properly slick and ready. Lube is important, darlings, and don’t let anyone give you hell for it. Salves and oils are best, but in a pinch, you have a whole mouth of miracles. It just takes a bit more than you think it should.
I took my time teasing open with my fingers before easing inside, inhaling through my teeth as his body swallowed me in. The heat wrapping around my cock took my breath away, and I had to force myself to go slow and easy. Danny pushed back against me in the last nudge past the muscles, and gods he let out such a sinful noise at the contact. I knew the burn he was feeling was heavenly, but I was euphoric with how tight his ass was.
When I started to move, Danny exhaled and melted into me, his ass moving in time with my hips. I reached around him to take a handful of his cock, which was iron hard and sensitive. He whispered something I didn’t catch, but it sounded a lot like praying. That was a good sign.
We didn’t have the luxury of a lot of time; people were chasing us and I was damn close to losing it as it was. I began working my grip over his erection. The slippery evidence of his enjoyment had already begun to leak from the tip. The soft, breathy noises coming from him were almost lost in the sounds of the world around us.
People would walk past the alley, oblivious to the men fucking just feet away, chatting about errands they needed to run tomorrow. Distant laughter mingled in the cool night air as the soft slapping of our skin bounced off the walls. Each breath I pulled in was a swirl of ocean breeze, biting spike of city streets, and the rich drink of Danny’s spice. It was dangerous and intensely sexy.
My pace began to quicken as I felt sparks dancing down my spine. I leaned over to kiss down his neck, pausing at his hairline to inhale and breathe him in deep. His shoulders began to tense, and I felt his thighs shaking.
“Harder.” His plea was a desperate whisper, and he moved my hand from his cock to his hip. “Grab on and fuck me.”
I pressed my fingers into his hips and held him steady as I angled my hip against him. I snapped into him hard, and he muffled his yelp against his arm. He nodded quickly for me to continue after I paused to make sure it was a happy yelp before giving him everything I had. I knew my fingers were likely biting into him, but I was too drunk on his perky ass to fully care. Watching him jerk himself while I plunged into him was almost as intoxicating as singing onstage, and I knew then I was going to be hopelessly addicted.
“Scarlet,” Danny whimpered, the tremor in his voice telling me everything. He let out a choked groan as he came, his body shaking as I fucked him through the sensation. Feeling his body shake and tighten around me sent me tumbling after him, and the bolt of pleasure that lanced me nearly had me screaming.
Flickers of light danced behind my lids as I felt my body pulse and jerk, my cock painting white across his pretty black tail and warm skin.
Somehow through the swarm of blind lust and impending orgasm, a rational thought bubbled to the surface. I pulled out to finish on him instead of in, knowing the cleanup would be much easier.
See? I could be responsible.
I wanted to fall against him and rest, but I knew damn well it would soil my dress and eat up too much time. I used the bottom of his shirt to clean up the mess, apologizing for getting him so filthy. From the blissful grin on his flushed face, I doubted he really cared. He was too damn beautiful for words when he was freshly fucked and content.
While I knew we didn’t have the time, the world paused around us while I kissed him. I savored the moment for eternity, both of us smiling against each other's lips. It was perfect and lasted just a heartbeat before we were on the run again.