Chapter 22
“Casper?” Hawk reached for him but he was gone. Hawk raised his head and listened and heard a soft rustling in the lab. He immediately worried about Casper’s leg and rolled out of bed. It took just a moment to pick out a vial of ketamine and a syringe and Hawk went to find him. Casper was perched on a stool and squinting into his microscope when Hawk stuck his head into the lab.
“Does it hurt?” Hawk asked as he rested his shoulder against the door. Casper spun around and shook his head and his lips curved as his eye met Hawk’s.
“No...” His gaze traveled down Hawk’s chest and he blushed. “I couldn’t sleep and I had an idea,” he said. He glanced at the vial and Casper’s teeth dug into his lip. “I wouldn’t mind, though... It might help me sleep,” he suggested but Hawk shook his head and left the ketamine and the syringe on the end of the counter as he went to Casper.
“We can smoke a joint. The ketamine could make it harder for you to sleep. I’m stepping down the doses but this might be your overactive brain so we’ll see if this persists,” he said as he stepped behind Casper. Hawk set his chin on his shoulder and slid his arms around his waist. “What are you looking at?” He asked then brushed Casper’s hair aside so he could kiss his neck. Casper shivered and his knuckles turned white as he held onto the counter.
“Yersenia pestis,” Casper panted and Hawk held up his hands and backed away from him.
“Are you fucking...?! A plague!” He whispered but Casper waved for him to calm down.
“It’s been irradiated. I store the really dangerous stuff at Blink’s,” he said and went back to the microscope. “Give me just a moment and I’ll wrap this up,” he murmured. Hawk’s eyes widened as he edged closer and peeked over Casper’s shoulder as he wrapped his arms around him.
“As long as you’re sure it’s safe...”
“I won’t take any chances while you’re here,” Casper said so Hawk bit into his shoulder as he groaned.
“Are you telling me I have to stay so you never do anything scary?” He asked. Hawk shut his eyes and searched his soul. He swore he’d never promise more than he could give but he didn’t feel any limits or like he was pretending as he sucked on Casper’s shoulder. Hawk felt like he was safe. He could show Casper his scars and he wouldn’t run. Casper would understand how sick Hawk was and the pain he hid from. There was a darkness in Hawk that came from seeing too much death and the evil men could do for money and to preserve their power. He couldn’t darken Phee’s soul with cynicism and regrets or add to Maisie’s already heavy load. But he was safe with Casper. Hawk could be damaged and burnt out and it wouldn’t bring Casper down or be a drag on their relationship. Casper would get it and he’d probably lean into it. Hell, Casper would be ready to ride at dawn, if Hawk had as much as a grudge. He was more than “ride or die.” Casper would burn it all to the ground and piss on the ashes if someone hurt Hawk. I love that about him. “You’ll have to break it to Blink,” Hawk whispered in Casper’s ear.
“You’d stay?” Casper asked as he tried to turn but Hawk shushed him and licked the soft curl of his scorched ear. Hawk knew it was more sensitive and panted, making Casper shiver. He traced the withered curl with his tongue and Hawk’s cock became heavy as Casper swore and tried to slip off the stool.
“Stay,” Hawk ordered and pulled Casper back, so his ass hung off the seat.
“Hawk...” Casper’s head rolled on Hawk’s shoulder and his mouth stretched on a tortured plea. He reached back and Casper pulled Hawk’s hand to his erection. Hawk found the opening in the front of his boxers and ripped it wide so he could free Casper. “Yes!” He sobbed as he bucked against Hawk’s hand. Hawk purred as he nibbled and stroked Casper’s length as he became more urgent and restless. Casper was hard, his breaths came in thin, ragged huffs that fed Hawk’s desire and made it sharp and it clawed at his control. He meant to tease Casper and make him frantic but Hawk was falling apart. His hand shook as he swiped a scalpel off the counter and used it to slice the back of Casper’s boxers open. Hawk threw it and used his fingers to tear the rip wide then dropped to his knees. His hand pressed against Casper’s lower back and Hawk held him open as he lapped and spit on his fingers so he could gorge himself on Casper’s sweet hole. Hawk was drunk on lust and the taste of Casper when he jumped to his feet and pushed his boxers down his legs and kicked them off.
“Did we leave any lube in here?” He asked and bit into the back of Casper’s neck as his fingers reached deep and twisted.
“Here!” Casper squeaked as the tube slid across the countertop. Hawk caught it and flipped it in his grip before he flicked the cap open. He pulled his fingers from Casper and quickly coated his shaft. Hawk wrapped himself around Casper as he pushed into hot, clenching perfection.
“I don’t think I have a choice, Casper,” Hawk whispered as he filled him with long, rolling strokes. Casper came off the stool with every thrust and his head lolled and bounced limply as he held onto Hawk’s arms. “I won’t be able to let you go or give this up. You might have to kill me, if you want to get rid of me.” He laughed but it was strained and Hawk nuzzled his face in the corner of Casper’s neck and prayed he was right, that this was right. Casper didn’t want Hawk there in the first place and there was no telling how long he’d tolerate having a living companion in his way and underfoot. What if Hawk didn’t fit in as snugly with all the voices in Casper’s head?
“I want you to stay!” Casper whimpered and moaned as Hawk’s hand closed around his cock.
“I’ll stay,” Hawk promised as he kept his grip tight and in time with the pumping of his hips but he was losing control with every slick slide into Casper. Heat and pressure coiled in Hawk’s groin as pleasure licked at his nerves and wound them tighter.
“Oh, fuck... Please, Hawk!” Casper’s nails dug into his flesh and he sobbed as he stiffened and jerked in Hawk’s arms. “I need you to come inside of me! I need to feel it!” He pleaded deliriously.
“You want it?” Hawk growled as he lifted Casper off the seat and his head bobbled as cum spilled from his cock and pattered onto the floor.
“Yes!” Casper hissed and reached back so he could grab hold of Hawk’s hair. He was completely impaled on Hawk’s shaft and Casper was mindless as he begged him to let go.
“You’re so fucking tight and so good. You shouldn’t be this good!” Hawk groaned and bit into Casper’s shoulder as the pressure in his sac drove into his shaft. A hard rush of heat and pleasure rolled through Hawk as cum rushed from his cock.
“Yes! Hawk!” Casper screamed and Hawk was lost. Everything turned to bright light and joy as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through his limbs and he flooded Casper’s passage.
“Holy...fuck,” Hawk sighed as he held Casper against his chest and rubbed his face in his hair. He was still suspended and limp but Casper hummed euphorically as he hung onto Hawk’s hair and arms.
“I might have heard God...” Casper slurred and Hawk chuckled drowsily as he turned and staggered from the room.