The Dark Angels: With Wings (15 page)

Angel slowly removed his arm and opened his left eye. "Was that really your first time?"

He frowned and nodded his head.

Angel reached out a finger to swipe a drop of come that lingered in the corner of his mouth. He held the drop out and Darius's tongue licked it off Angel's digit. Angel's eyes heated at the move but he didn't comment.

"So was it okay?" he asked nervously.

"You suck like a pro." Angel sighed.

"Really? A pro?" He laughed with absolute joy at the compliment.

"Wait. How would you know?"

Ignoring Darius's dumb joke, Angel pulled him up to his face. "You really are amazing." So saying, Angel placed a gentle kiss on his mouth.

He couldn't help feeling proud. He'd accomplished something he'd never contemplated before Angel, and apparently had done it well. It should have been odd and uncomfortable but he was as giddy as if he had just gotten a blue ribbon...in cock sucking. Wanting to keep everything light, he kissed Angel before adding, "I certainly am."

They both laughed.

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Angel helped Dare up into the little hut for a late lunch. Darius looked around. "This is a beautiful place for lunch." The restaurant was set up in a lovely garden where ten or fifteen semi private huts were set up with reclining pillows and low tables to dine in complete comfort.

As a butterfly floated by, Angel agreed. "Yeah, Dusty found it." The garden had every imaginable tropical flower and plants. "He said the books called it a private oasis." Starting to laugh, "Just don't tell him he was right."

Darius joined in the laughter. "Couldn't have that."

The morning reminded him yet again about how much fun he had with Angel. After their satisfying encounter this morning, they'd showered and eaten a quick breakfast.

"I still can't believe how talented the Master Mask Maker was." Angel shook his head. The man was an amazing artist. They saw him work the wood shaping into a character from one of the Temple plays. "When he put on one of the finished masks, I swear the damned thing seemed to come to life as he danced."

"I know. I thought it was cool that he was making a donation in his Temple for our happiness and success." They had each purchased several for themselves and for the other band members.

The stone-carving village was interesting and Angel convinced Darius that he should ship several huge creations home. He used the justification that they were already sending one shipping container to the States, so why not fill it? So several Balinese paintings were on their way over to the docks to be shipped. They couldn't resist. The artisanship and prices forced them to make many irresistible purchases.

Megan and their female relatives would be pleased with their efforts in the jewelry-making town. The gorgeous stones set in sterling could not be passed up. Pendants and matching earrings seemed to be a theme of their gift giving.

Dare let Angel order for them. It was nice having someone else make the decisions. He had never felt so relaxed and comfortable with another person. It was like Angel wasn't a different person, more an extension of himself. It was weird in one respect, but completely wonderful in another.

After lunch, Dare leaned over and kissed Angel in the privacy of their little hut. Lips opened and deepened the kiss. He was hungry for more but Angel gently reminded him where they were. Sighing, he frowned while Angel's eyes sparkled with mischief but he said nothing.

They stopped at one or two souvenir complexes on the way to the Winding Tree Resort. After a couple more hours of hard shopping they were finally on their way to their new accommodations. Upon their arrival, they were given a welcome drink, though much to their disappointment they were non-alcoholic. But the lemongrass juice with lavender was still delicious.

The resort was gorgeous! The lobby was set on craggy cliffs above the crashing waves. This villa was smaller than the one they had left but it was even more luxurious. Their villa consisted of three open rooms with hidden pocket doors to provide privacy when needed. The living room had a Chinese style day bed, bar area and flat screen that could be seen throughout the open space; the huge bathroom with two walk-in closets, a garden tub for two, separate shower and toilet rooms, and in the middle of it was an oversized king bed. Above the bed was a skylight to see the stars. Off to the side was a table with two comfortable looking club chairs.

The star of this villa was outside. There was an infinity pool of black granite that filtered water over all the sides, a jacuzzi, two lounge chairs and a table. Since the area around the villa was walled in on three sides with a large door to lock out the world, privacy was assured. The fourth side had no barrier aside from the crashing ocean beneath the cliffs.

The bellman pointed out since there were two of them, both men, the day bed was comfortable enough for sleeping. Without blinking, Angel casually asked, "Since I will be sleeping there could more pillows be added?"

The uniformed guy looked relieved. "Oh, yes, of course sir. I will take care of it right now. Will there be anything else?"

"Yes." Angel walked him to the door chatting with him. Darius couldn't hear the conversation as he lost himself on in the view of the blue water and even bluer sky.

He stayed outside enjoying the incredible oceanscape. Darius looked up, letting the sun warm his face as and the soft breeze kissed his skin. The other resort had been lovely but this was truly paradise.

Once they were alone, Angel came up behind him to wrap him up in a hug. He managed not to purr like a kitten, just barely, but he did lean back into the strong body of the taller man. His head lolled to the side and Angel's lips found the spot where his shoulder and neck met. He gave him a tiger bite. Darius lost his battle and moaned in pleasure as teeth scraped and bit down to give a sliver of erotic pain.

Continuing to lick and kiss his throat, Angel finally made it to his mouth. He impatiently turned the kiss into heat and passion. Turning in Angel's strong arms, he pressed his body in close as his lips ravished Angel's.

"Mmmm, someone likes the change of scenery."

Chuckling, he flirted. "This has nothing to do with the scenery and everything to do with you." After such a great day, he could only think of one thing that would make it better.
How could I broach the subject? "Hey, I
want your dick up my ass?" Too direct. Do I really want a cock to pound my
ass? I want Angel as close to me as he could be. God, I want him inside of
me. Deep. Maybe I'm a little gay-- but only for Angel.

Angel stiffened momentarily then relaxed. "I think we should take a little nap."

"By napping, do you mean
fucking
?" Darius nervously asked with a tiny chuckle.

Angel smiled. "No. I mean
nap
as in lay down and rest." He traced a finger down his cheek.

"Oh." He couldn't help it if his disappointment rang out clearly. He was hoping to end his anxiety and just do it.
Maybe Angel didn't want him?

Maybe manual and oral was as far as Angel wanted to go with him. Maybe
that's what he meant by friends with benefits. I just hadn't realized the
benefits would be restricted to non-penetration activities

Before Darius could pull away, Angel pulled him back into his arms.

"And for your information, I will not be
fucking
you. When we are together, we will be sharing our bodies." Angel tucked a chunk of his wayward blond hair behind his ear so his eyes were not hidden. "I will be making love to you, Darius. I am going to be so deep inside you, you won't know where you end and I begin."

Shivering in anticipation of that visual becoming a reality, he let his head be tilted back for a kiss. A kiss filled with all the promises that were yet to be fulfilled. All the desire to be joined, sparked and flared threatening to overcome them.

Angel pulled them back, leading him back inside for a nap. "But not yet." Angel purred in his ear.

Spoilsport!
He frowned with disappointment.

They undressed down to their underwear before they climbed between the crisp sheets.

Darius chuckled. "Hey, aren't you supposed to be sleeping on that daybed in the other room?"

Angel snickered as he turned towards him.

Without conscious thought, he moved toward the man who was

quickly becoming way more than a friend, and curled around him. Angel turned on the TV which was piping in western stations via a satellite. He found some animal show and turned the volume down to low. Angel's hand caressed his back as he cuddled Dare close. All too soon, the cozy feeling lulled him to sleep.

He awoke and reached for Angel but found an empty bed. Frowning, he realized he really didn't like that. He went in search of Angel. It was dark outside. Angel wasn't in the bathroom so he used it and ran some water through his hair. Pulling on a pair of jeans and t-shirt, he went outside to their private patio.

At least one hundred tea light candles lined the edges of the pool; some were even floating in the pool on foam lily pads. Dinner for two was set up on the table overlooking the ocean and a heated cart on the opposite side. Champagne was chilling. The waves crashed. The stars were out. It was an amazing sight.

But nothing was as overwhelming as Angel. He was dressed in black jeans, one of The Dark Angel tour t-shirts, his feet were bare so his glittery black toe nail polish could be seen and he wore light makeup. Darius's breath caught. Angel was beyond stunning.

Angel had been staring off into the ocean when he noticed he wasn't alone. Turning around fully, Angel grinned at him. "Hey, we match."

He looked down and realized they did indeed. Both were wearing their concert shirts from the tour. He grinned. "Great band."

Walking towards Dare to take his hand. "Yeah, I hear they have a gorgeous guitar player." Angel claimed his lips in a soft sweet kiss.

Pulling back, Dare corrected him without thinking. "Nah, I hear it's the lead singer that is amazingly hot." He reclaimed Angel's lips with another small kiss. It seemed to come so naturally now. Touching, cuddling and kissing Angel felt...right. It was just something he wanted to do...all the time.

Angel broke the kiss to tease him. "Amazingly hot, you say?" Seeing Angel smile at him made his heart flip. He led Darius to the table to serve him dinner. "I was going to get a rice table, which is like fifty different little plates, but tonight I thought you might like the lavender chicken. It's a specialty of the chef here."

Just smelling it he knew it would be delicious. Darius was looking around at everything Angel did to make this evening special. Other than their first dinner date, this was certainly the sweetest and most thoughtful thing anyone had ever done for him. He cleared the emotion from his throat so he could talk, but the only words that came to him seemed woefully inadequate. "Thank you, Angel." Blinking back tears that came out of nowhere.

Angel smiled at him seeming to understand the 'Thank you' went far beyond the dinner.

The dinner passed pleasantly with conversations about their experiences that day in the various villages. Sipping the champagne and laughing at the overly zealous shop owners trying to persuade them to pay four times the price items were worth. Remembering the impressive stone carvers and the talented Master Mask maker. They discussed their purchases and where the items would go once they got them home. Angel got several stone statues that he intended for their practice space. Darius had got a number of masks that would look good in his apartment, so he discussed placement with Angel. They talked about nothing and everything.

Angel stood up to retrieve the large frozen dessert that was clearly made for sharing. He placed it in the middle of the table and moved his chair closer to Darius. Dare marveled at the chocolate concoction and readily opened his mouth for a spoonful that Angel fed to him. The fact that he felt no hesitation in allowing Angel to feed him spoke volumes, but he didn't want to bother with analyzing that right now. How stupidly romantic and how absolutely wonderful it was, but he wasn't going to think about that. He was just going to enjoy the magic...while it lasted.

As Darius licked his lips, he blushed when he noticed all of Angel's attention was focused intently on his tongue. Angel fed him more dessert and a needy sound escaped him when Dare licked the spoon. An open mouthed kiss soon followed.

He realized the picture he was making, so played it up to tease Angel further. Again and again he opened his mouth to be fed by Angel. The kisses in between the dessert were getting longer and more heated as the dessert melted into its glass bowl.

Somehow Darius found himself straddling Angel's lap, kissing him with pure abandon. Their lust-hardened cocks were trying to kiss through their jeans as he moved excitedly over Angel's lap. He felt like he was on fire and rubbing on Angel was doing nothing to put out the flames.

Angel's hands were holding his waist to steady him and pull him down so they could get more friction. He was quickly losing himself to the moment, he pulled off Angel's t-shirt and his busy fingers were headed to the jeans. Angel grabbed his fingers to stall his progress, kissing him in consolation.

Soon Angel was pulling off Darius's concert shirt and bare chests met.

Chest to chest. "Ahhh, fuck that's nice." He called out as he pressed his chest against Angel. His fingers teased over the muscles he found there.