The Dark Angels: With Wings (25 page)

Angel Luv, his very own Rock God.

Angel's hands squeezed the muscles and a finger brushed near his opening. He thrust forward causing his weeping dick to slip across Angel's lust-hardened rod, painting it with sticky sweet pre-come that was seeping from the tip. Angel's fingers found the piece of plastic Darius had in for the entire show.

He grabbed some strands of blond hair, pulling Dare's face to his own.

Angel's other hand was tapping the butt plug causing sweet sensations to ripple through Dare. "What's this, baby?" he asked innocently, as if he didn't know.

Darius gasped. He was already so turned on and very close to the edge. "You know." He leaned his head to the side so Angel could lick, suck and kiss his neck at will. Groaning when Angel didn't pass up the offer, he smiled knowing he was going to be sporting some hickeys tomorrow.

Angel sucked on his neck marking him "taken." "You planned this?"

Angel asked, not upset but clearly impressed.

"Well, yeah. I wanted to be ready for you..." His voice trailed off.

"Are you?" Angel asked between licks, sucks and bites. "Are you ready for my big dick? 'Cause you know where it is going, don't you?"

"Yeah. I know." He swallowed, feeling his face catch fire.

"I love that blush, Darius Stone." Angel sounded way too smug until he said, "I love you."

"I love you too, Angel." Angel sucked up another hickey on Dare's shoulder. Dare was growing far too impatient for this teasing. "Please, Angel." He didn't care if he was begging. He wasn't above it. Angel had proven that to him again and again in Bali. His need could be heard in his breathless pleas to be taken.

Angel's fingers moved the plug he had used to ready himself for Angel. "That's right baby. Beg for me. Beg me to take you. You want me inside. Deep inside, don't you?"

Groaning Darius, begged. "Please Angel. Yes. Take me, hard."

"God, Darius." Angel smiled. He shook his head then rested it on top of Dare's sweat dampened blond mop. "You had this in you the entire show, Dare?"

He groaned with pent up frustration, "Yes. Now! Please, Angel.

Inside. Need you so bad."

On a growl, Angel sat in the red chair and pulled him on to his lap. He slid the piece of plastic out of Darius and replaced it with his cock. The guitarist slowly sank into him. He was wrapped around him in every way.

Dare rose up to slam back down and that's when Angel froze.

When Dare would have moved, Angel held him still. "No. Don't,"

Angel sounded like he was being strangled. He felt if Angel didn't let him move he was going strangle him for real. Darius could feel the dick up his ass throbbing like a heartbeat. He just wanted to bounce up and down until they both exploded.

"What?" Dare asked in a tone that complained with frustrated need.

"Not, um wearing anything."

He sighed and took a cleansing breath. They had talked in Bali but had decided to continue to keep the rubber between them. Not for safety, since they both tested clean but as a mental separation reminding them they had no commitment of fidelity. The condoms were a reminder of their just "friends with benefits" pact.

Dare inhaled again trying to find a calm he didn't feel before he said, "Angel, like we said we both tested clean every three months and I have never had unprotected sex."

Angel moaned. "Neither have I. Until now." He felt Angel's hand loosen so he pressed his advantage to rise up and fall, stroking Angel's long cock inside himself. Angel choked out, "Wait." His panting breath made it hard to talk. "Wait. I have never been inside anyone without wearing something and the last nine months I have only gotten blowjobs." Angel held him close so he couldn't fuck himself up and down.

Darius wanted to kill him. His body was wound tighter than an overwound clock. But this was important, so he nuzzled Angel's neck. "If you never had unprotected intercourse and tested clean, and I never had unprotected sex and tested clean, I would say we are good to go."

"Safe?"

"Yes!"

"Sure you want this?"

"Angel! Please!"

Angel seemed to want to argue more but his hot clenching of his insides and logic won out. They really were reasonably safe. So on a sigh, Angel allowed himself to surrender to the feeling of nothing but skin.

Moving slowly up and slamming back down to peg his prostate, Dare's cock throbbed. Angel felt so good inside him. Even better than he remembered.

Angel's whole body was starting to shake. He was ready to snap like an overextended rubber band. "Dare. I can't. It's too good." Angel wrapped his hand around Dare's cock to fist it in quick strokes. "Love. Come with me."

He tried to enjoy the full feeling he was getting from being stuffed with Angel for a few more strokes but when his dark haired Rock God wrapped his fist around him to tug, Dare knew he was a goner. He had missed Angel so much. On so many different levels, there was no waiting.

To know everything he ever hoped for. To have all of Angel, not just parts.

Not just his friendship or his body but his love too. Well, there was no holding back. Darius cried out, finding his release. "There. There. Oh dear God! Angel. Right there!"

Angel pumped his fist to the exact rhythm he was plunging up into his ass. The angle was perfect to nick Dare's spot each and every time his ass met Angel's lap. His head fell back and his mouth opened in a silent scream as his cock gushed with his climax. Feeling his muscles clench around Angel's cock only intensified his orgasm making it go nuclear. Darius's cock throbbed with pleasure as he shot out pulses of cream between their bodies.

Angel inhaled deeply and froze for a moment right before Dare felt heated come spurt into him for the very first time. Angel cried out as the pleasure overwhelmed him, "Darius! I love you." Long hard shots of come shot against his sweet spot extending his pleasure as Angel filled his ass to overflowing.

When the passion finally burned down to embers, and the delicious aftershocks of the strong orgasm stopped rocking his body, Angel pulled him off of his cock. Dare groaned his displeasure. Angel settled the exhausted blond across his lap. As they felt Angel slowly dripping out of him, Darius blushed a little but they both smiled with the shared secret.

Angel pulled him into a soft sated mellow kiss. "You okay?" Angel asked combing Dare's hair with his fingers.

He breathed out a gentle sigh. "Yeah. You?" He cuddled into Angel to place gentle kisses where his shoulder met his neck.

"Fantastic!" Angel stated. "It almost feels like a dream."

He snuggled down into Angel's lap getting more comfortable. He used to wish he was taller but right now he was beyond happy that he fit perfectly in Angel's arms. "A very good dream. Let's not wake up."

"You really do love me?" Angel asked, looking to fulfill an uncharacteristic need for reassurance.

"Completely." He kissed Angel's mouth softly.

"So I guess you are gay then," Angel teased.

Darius laughed. "Probably not."

Angel rolled his eyes. "Come here with that pretty straight mouth of yours. Kiss your gay lover."

Grinning he leaning in close to comply. They held each other sharing sweet kisses for a short while.

"Great song by the way. Who wrote it?"

"Robin and Josh helped with the music but the lyrics were mine."

"It was perfect. Thank you." Angel pulled him back down for another long kiss.

Their cell phones went off disturbing the moment. He and Angel looked at each other and groaned. They knew the band wanted them.

He picked up his phone to see it was Josh. Josh wrote, 'Congrats!

Shower! Party!' They both got one from Megan with a one word command, 'Hydrate!' which made them both laugh. Angel showed him Dusty's text: 'Know U 2 came. Time to party.'

"Were we that loud?" he asked Angel, trying not to be embarrassed.

"Yes!" Josh and Dusty both yelled through the apparently very thin wall.

"Make sure you hydrate or I am going to come over there and give you some water," Megan said. Robin's giggle carried through the walls as well.

Damn! Were the walls made of paper? He turned red hiding his face in the crook of Angel's neck. Angel just chuckled. "Come on let's take a shower."

"And no blowjobs, just a shower to wash off the stench of all that man love!" Dusty yelled.

"Fuck you," Angel replied with all the love their long time friendship had to offer.

"That would make Dare jealous," Dusty shouted back.

Dare growled. "That's right! And we will meet you at the after party.

But just so you know, Dusty, I believe no shower is complete without a blowjob."

"Or two!" Angel added to the groans of both Josh and Dusty.

Six months later...

"Did you talk to him yet?" Dusty asked.

Angel smiled in the most annoying way possible. "Talk to
whom
?"

"
Who
, isn't it?" Dusty questioned.

"No, 'who is on first'," Angel couldn't help it if the old joke was served right up to him.

"No. Damn it! Just shut up!" Dusty was exasperated but determined to have his question answered. "Did you talk to Dare, you moron!"

"Of course. I live with him." Angel's voice went soft while his eyes sparkled with happiness.

"Oh, stop your mooning over your boyfriend!" Dusty sounded disgusted but Angel knew he was happy for him. "I am surprised the two of you can even walk."

"Hey, we have got to hook you up, so you can stop being lonely and bitter." Angel was teasing but there was a note of seriousness to his comment.

Dusty snorted. "Right. Don't need that, my friend."

Angel rolled his eyes. He was going to argue but Dusty seemed to prefer being alone or just with the band. Thoughts of hooking up his best friend fled his mind as Darius walked in. "Hey, baby."

Angel still lit up every time he saw him. It did wonders for the ego.

Six months and he knew he wanted forever.

"Fuck it! Dumbass here won't tell me if you know what you want to do for your birthday." Dusty dismissed Angel and spoke to him.

He chuckled, very used to the strange relationship his lover had with his best friend. "He's not a dumb ass." Instantly, he defended Angel then laughed a bit. "Obviously not a surprise party." He chuckled at Dusty's expression of frustration. "No, I..." Angel's cell phone rang disturbing his answer.

Angel answered it. "Uncle Leo! Did you see the boys' interview?

They gave that interviewer a run for her money! They did great!" A frown spread across his face. "What? When?" Dare moved closer into Angel's embrace and watched him carefully for a clue.

"What?" Dusty demanded moving closer as Angel waved him silence.

"Okay, Uncle Leo. What hospital?" After a pause, Angel reassured the elderly man, "We'll take care of them until you get here." Angel clicked ended the call with a push of his finger and looked at him then at Dusty.

"What the fuck, man?" Dusty demanded.

His arm slipped around Angel and squeezed his waist in support.

"What happened, baby?" He was almost afraid of the answer.

"There was an accident. We have to get to Josh." Angel shook his head trying to move away from the fear that was crawling over him. "It's Robin. Car crash. He's in the hospital."

"How bad?" He asked as he blinked his eyes rapidly. He was very afraid of the answer.

"Not good." Angel still shook his head. "Uncle Leo didn't have all the details." No more needed to be said. Both Dusty and he saw how pale Angel had become.

Dusty touched and grasped Angel's shoulder. "And Josh doesn't know?" Angel shook his head in the negative. "I got this. You two go to the hospital and try to find out what the hell is going on." They headed out to their cars.

Angel and he waved at Dusty as they got in the car. Dare tried to stay positive but it felt like something was trying to rip apart his family. And there didn't seem to be anything he could do about it except watch.

He looked down at the hand on his thigh. His covered it with his own.

Together. They would deal with everything, together.

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About the Author

Z. believes in soul mates, love at first sight, and overcoming all odds to find happily ever afters. Born in Upstate NY, Z.Allora and partner have spent the last fifteen years together traveling across the United States, the Middle East and Asia. These travels provide the inspiration behind many of the detailed settings and characters throughout Z.'s work.

Z. received a Master degree in Psychology and Bachelor degrees in both English and Philosophy. (though Z's editors would probably question the English degree).

Z. is both a writer and a huge fan of M/M romance as well as Yaoi. It is said the pen is mightier than the sword. Z. thinks all writers and publishers of M/M are promoting equality, since everyone deserves a happily ever after.

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