Sex & Mayhem 02 The Devil's Ride (15 page)

“One,” said Tooth.

Luci had to fight the urge to pull his hands away
and bit his lip hard to prevent even a whimper from spilling out.
It hurt even more than he expected. It took him a moment to realize
Tooth was watching him. Did he enjoy this? Luci looked up with his
face burning at the thought that he could be the source of
excitement for someone like Tooth. The inch of space between them
was charged with electricity. Tooth’s bushy eyebrows lowered,
making his green eyes darker, more intense.

“Two,” he said, and the ruler fell with a loud
swish.

Luci was so distracted he yelped this time and
pulled his aching hands back to rub them. The pain was an intense
stinging that didn’t go away with time, pulsing in his fingers.

Tooth waited, watching him again. “Don’t be
scared.”

“
I’m not,” he lied, surprised by the tremble in his
own voice. The ache in his hands was still fresh, but he wanted it
over with so he dared
push his hands back out.

“Take a deep breath and exhale when the ruler comes
down,” said Tooth, as if he couldn’t just stop with the punishment
altogether. Why would he advise him anyway?

“Isn’t this about maximum pain?” Luci uttered,
holding out his arms straighter. Maybe it would hurt less in a
different part of the arm.

Tooth snorted. “No. And it won’t leave scars,” he
said, slowly raising the ruler to give Luci time to take a deep
breath. When it fell to Luci’s hands, he was already exhaling, and
it did help a bit.

Tooth probably knew much worse ways to inflict pain.
That dentist’s chair spoke volumes to Luci’s imagination. “How
about we end on three, huh?” he uttered nervously and massaged his
hands as they tingled with pain. His eyes already watered, but he
did all he could to push the tears back.

Tooth looked at him for a long moment, and it was
making Luci so uneasy he was close to pulling away. “No, five’s a
fair number.”

“
Different place maybe?” Luci swallowed his nerves
and found the courage to
hold out his hands again.

Tooth shook his head. It was like a sentence. Luci
closed his eyes trying to focus on Tooth’s beard tickling his
forehead instead of the inevitable smack. It came all too soon,
pain spreading all over his arms like wildfire.

“Four.” Tooth’s voice came to him like through a
thick shell.

Luci caught a desperate breath not to sob, but a few
tears still spilled down his cheeks. He wished he could take pain
better, be fearless. But putting himself in the line of fire was
never his instinct. His whole being screamed for him to run, not
hold his trembling hands out for their last portion of misery.

“Just one more,” said Tooth, and for once, his voice
was almost soothing, gentle above Luci’s hunched form. It was
surreal, since it was Tooth who administered the punishment and
wouldn’t budge about it.

Luci sniffed right before the last smack, no more
merciful than the other ones. He squealed and backed off into
Tooth’s body. The ache was so sharp it traveled through all his
joints and up his forearms.

Tooth’s body stiffened, but a second later, his big
warm hand curled around one of Luci’s. “There, all done. Put them
under cold water.”

Luci didn’t know what to say for once, too shaken by
what had happened. He’d been hit in his life, but never this way,
never in such a planned manner. Despite the pain, at least he was
sure Tooth would stick to his word, and this would be the end of
the smacks. No more, no less. He took deep breaths and looked down
at the thick fingers covering his. He didn’t want to go just yet.
There was a safety in predictability.

But as soon as he thought that, the hand was gone
and Tooth stepped back to put the ruler back in place. “Go now,
it’s better to deal with it fresh.”

Luci hunched his shoulders and made his way to the
bathroom without a word. The pain was becoming dull, a throbbing
heat in his fingers and palms. He turned on the cold water in the
sink, and it soothed the ache, but when Luci looked up into the
mirror, he wasn’t proud at what he saw. His eyes were red and
cheeks wet. He could barely comprehend how easily Tooth
had squeezed the tears out of
him. How did Luci even get into this mess? He’d given a superb blow
job, just to then be offended, and he didn’t even get what was
promised for it. And now he was here, trying to soothe the pain of
punishment, about to sleep on a mattress, most probably while being
cuffed to the radiator. Life just hit a new low. Still better than
being back at school, having to deal with Mr. Harlow.

“Are you hungry?” asked Tooth from the door.

Luci saw his expressionless face in the mirror above
the sink. Was this something Tooth asked when he didn’t know what
to say?

“No. I’ll just go to sleep.” Luci looked down to the
bruises blooming on his hands.

“Juice?” asked Tooth, taking up the whole
doorframe.

Luci swallowed. “Hot chocolate?”

The skin around Tooth’s eyes tightened, and
was
that a smile forming
underneath that beard? “I’ll see what I can do,” said Tooth before
disappearing in the room.

Luci highly doubted he would get what he asked for.
Nothing worked out for him since he’d been brought here. “With a
lot of milk…” It was one of the rare things his mom had known how
to make for him. Her cooking skills had been non-existent, but she
would always buy some amazing hot chocolate for the winter.

It was only after a moment that he heard the sound
of the electric kettle from the bedroom. Luci looked up to the tiny
window in the bathroom. He probably wouldn’t fit through an opening
that small after all. He dried his hands and after a deep breath,
he went back to the bedroom.

“What did Milk tell you?” he muttered, unsure where
he should go. Not a single inch of the room felt like the right
place to be.

Tooth looked at him from the tiny kitchenette space.
“When? After I took him downstairs?”

“He’s alive, right?” Lucifer whispered, watching
Tooth’s muscular body.

Tooth snorted. “Barely.”

Luci had no idea what to make of it. Was Tooth just
messing with him? Or did he just find inflicting pain particularly
funny? “Are we done?”

“For now.” As soon as the water was ready, Tooth
poured some into a cup, and a rich chocolate smell pulled on Luci’s
nose. “This was the punishment for lying. Tomorrow, you will be
punished for abusing yourself.”

Luci instinctively rubbed his hands together. “Huh?
What does that even mean?”

Tooth gently stirred the cocoa before reaching
into the refrigerator for the milk. Would he now drink it himself
and mock Luci again? “That you’ll be servicing the guys tomorrow.
By getting them drinks and tidying up the lounge. And I’ll gag
you
so it’s clear to
everyone that you’re not available,” said Tooth sternly. But then
he picked up the hot chocolate and handed it to Luci.

The smell was really nice, nothing like Tooth’s
words. Luci took the cup and sat with it on his mattress. The dull
ache in his hands wouldn’t stop. “There’s nothing wrong
with giving head,” he tried
without looking up from his cup.

“I know.” Tooth sat down on his bed with a low sigh.
“It’s the reasons that were wrong.”

“What would be a good reason?” Luci asked
absentmindedly and blew air at his drink. Would liking a dick be
enough in Tooth’s opinion, or was he some big sap?

“Having fun?” offered Tooth, kicking off his
boots.

Luci slurped some chocolate. “So if I find someone
who I want to have fun with, I can suck them off?”

Tooth squinted at him. “Your father said he wants
you to focus on something else for now. And I agree it could be
good for you.”

“
Yeah, he wants me to focus on pussy, that’s what
he wants. Well, I’m sorry,
Dad
, it
does nothing for me,” he grumbled with a deepening frown and
finished off his drink. The warmth nicely coated him on the inside
helping with all the anxiety he’d been feeling.

“
Yeah, he probably wants that, but we all know
that’s not how it works.” Tooth turned
off the light and slowly lay back on the bed, his
long hair spreading under his head like a thick pillow.

Luci slid under his comforter. As painful as the
smacks on the hands were, he had a feeling Tooth would protect him
from anyone else. Especially
since it was an order from Priest. “I heard at the party
that there is a gay biker in the Coffin Nails. That he’s a nomad.
Who is he?”

Tooth turned to his side with a wide grin. “Yeah,
he’s kinda famous in the club. Nobody dares to fuck with him.”

Luci was getting sleepy before, but this new
information had his imagination spinning. He looked up at Tooth in
the darkness. “Really? Is he a badass?”

Tooth turned to his back again and looked at the
ceiling. “He’s the guy you call when you want someone dead. Why,
you interested?”

Luci gaped at Tooth’s profile hidden in the bush
of hair. “I can think of someone I want dead,” he whispered, afraid
saying it
out-loud would
make it too real. He wished he could just forget that man
instead.

Tooth looked at him in the darkness, the whites of
his eyes shining through. “Hope it’s not me.”

“No, but be careful not to end up on my list.” Luci
smirked. “So this nomad guy, is he handsome? You think he’d go out
with me?”

Tooth laughed. “I don’t think you’d be his type.
Look for someone else.”

“Why not? I could get more muscle if that’s the
thing. I’m still growing.”

“You have too many legs.”

Luci frowned. “What is that supposed to mean?”

Tooth rolled over to face Luci again, and for a
moment, Luci believed he’d fall on the mattress and grab him. “It’s
not common knowledge, but his taste is quite specific.”

“So he wouldn’t be up for a hookup with a cute horny
twink? I like big guys,” Luci confessed and dared to poke Tooth’s
forearm. And then the unbelievable happened. Tooth dropped to
Luci’s mattress with a low laugh rumbling in his chest.

“No.”

Luci’s eyes went wide in shock at the closeness.
He wished he could fall asleep spooned by Tooth, like
before.
Lying under his
arm made Luci feel as safe as never before. Anyone who’d want to
hurt him would need to go through Tooth first. “Why not? I’m
pretty,” he said with a pout.

Tooth spread his large body, taking over Luci’s
mattress and glanced at him. “Not all like them pretty.” He was so
close his body heat tickled Luci’s skin, pulling it closer for
another breath of Tooth’s masculine scent.

“I always have my deepthroating skills to fall back
on.” Luci laughed nervously, unsure what to make of Tooth’s
closeness. He was the one to bring this mattress in the first
place.

Tooth was silent for a moment. “Yeah, I
wouldn’t
advertise that
too much. No one will treat you seriously.”

Luci looked into his eyes in the darkness. “I can’t
do much else.” Would it sound pathetic to Tooth? He could bet Tooth
knew how to do all sorts of man-things. Chopping wood, changing
light bulbs, saving kittens from trees.

In the weak light coming through the window, he
could see Tooth’s Adam’s apple bob. “I don’t believe that.”

“Why not?” Sure, Luci could do some cooking, do the
laundry, but he had no education. He was lucky to be keeping afloat
the way he did.

Tooth shrugged. “You’re very clean and tidy. I’ve
seen your body, no injection marks. And you’re a smart kid. Even if
you have no skills, you could easily learn them.”

“Will you stay with me tonight? No one would have to
know,” Luci whispered and inched closer.

Tooth stayed silent for a long moment before
answering. “If you don’t molest me.” He gently poked Luci’s
forehead.

Luci took a deep breath and closed his eyes,
focusing on Tooth’s masculine scent. “I’ve never spent the night
with anyone. I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable.”

Tooth’s coarse fingers slid over the top of Luci’s
head, gently caressing his scalp. “If I don’t cuff you, will you
run again?”

Luci smiled. “Not tonight.”

“What is that? A happy hour sort of thing?” Tooth
smirked.

“A one-time opportunity. Take it or leave it.” Luci
pulled up his comforter to invite Tooth under it, but he cleared
his throat.

“I’d be too hot under one comforter,” Tooth said,
unbuckling his belt.

The sound alone made Luci’s eyes fly open. “You’re
too hot anyway.” He sighed and pushed his face into the pillow.

“How about we make a contract?” Tooth fumbled with
his clothes, and when a thick thigh rose high enough for Luci to
see, it became clear Tooth was getting rid of his pants.

Luci’s breath became shallow. “Like in
50 Shades of
Gray
?”

Tooth laughed and put his forearm over his eyes.
“No, not like that.” He turned to face Luci with a suave smile.
“How about we agree on you trusting me and not running away?”

“
Ah…” Luci couldn’t hide his disappointment. A part
of him
had hoped that
maybe Tooth could get off on the bondage stuff no matter the
gender. “What if I lie?”

Tooth shrugged. “We’ll track you down, and I’ll
never trust you again.” That sounded serious. And final.

“
I’d be long gone by the time you look for me. I’ll
be walking the streets of
LA, dancing with the stars and shit,” he tried to turn it
into a joke.

“
That’s where you’d like to go?
LA?”