SayWhat
On the Prowl
* * * * CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE * * * *
“How was your day at work?” Dominick asked as Derek shuffled in through the garage door. A cool breeze followed him into the house.
“Not sure. Interesting, I guess you could say.” Derek answered.
“Oh? That doesn’t sound good. What’s going on?”
“Well I’ve been working out of the headquarters office for a while until they could place me in a branch office. I found out today that they’re placing me at the same branch as Gina.” Derek explained hesitantly.
“Oh… And is that good or bad?” Dominick asked, knowing his personal opinion on the matter instantly.
“I haven’t decided yet. What do you think?”
“Uhhh… I don’t know.” Dominick evaded.
“No, I really wanna know what you think! C’mon!” Derek pushed.
“Well… Sexual Harassment is HUGE issue these days. So my primary concern is that you and her have an understanding that your relationship- “
“We’re not in a relationship!” Derek interrupted.
“You know what I mean. Anyway, that your ‘extracurricular activities’ show no presence in the office.” Dominick explained.
“I know that, but it’s not like she’d file a sexual harassment complaint against me!” Derek protested.
“It’s not her I’m concerned about. It’s your other coworkers. If your interactions make other people in the workplace uncomfortable, they can file complaints, too. And that’s not something your corporate office can just turn their heads away from.” Dominick clarified.
“I should probably just cut things off with Gina…” Derek realized aloud.
“I wasn’t going to say it first, but I agree. There are plenty of women out there that can fulfill the same role in your life without posing a risk to your career. Of course, I’m clearly biased, so…”
Derek just laughed before changing the subject.
“So how was your day? Any bites on a job?” Derek asked.
“Actually I have an interview with a small marketing company in the next suburb over tomorrow. Should be interesting.” Dominick smiled.
“Awesome! Good luck!” Derek encouraged. “Where’s Amber?”
“She’s watching a movie in my room.” Dominick answered.
Derek started heading up the stairs to greet his daughter.
“Did you eat yet?” Dominick asked before he reached the top step.
“Nope. I’m starving!” Derek replied, rubbing his stomach.
“How does pizza sound?”
“Great! “
Derek continued upstairs as Dominick preheated the oven. It was obvious when he entered Dominick’s room because he was greeted loudly by Amber.
After dinner, Derek and Dominick retreated back upstairs.
“I rented Shutter Island on the way home. I know you said you hadn’t seen it yet!” Derek smiled, waving a DVD case in front of him like a paper fan.
“Ooh I’ve wanted to see that since it was in theaters!” Dominick replied, following Derek into his room.
Dominick noticed that Derek’s bed wasn’t as comfortable his. He had an older spring mattress, whereas Dominick had been spoiled with a memory foam bed that was practically orgasmic.
Derek turned out the lights and climbed into bed next to Dominick. Their feet were against the headboard while the movie played, so the blankets weren't exactly accessible.
Half way through the movie, Dominick started laying on top of his arms and crossing his legs to try to keep warm. Of course since Derek could sense all other changes in Dom’s moods, he’d also notice when he was uncomfortably cold. He hopped off the bed and grabbed an extra blanket from the chair next to the TV.
“This is the most comfortable blanket I’ve ever felt!” Derek said while throwing it over Dominick’s back and legs. It was true. The blanket was extremely soft and warm.
In fact, the blanket might have been a little too soft and warm. It wasn’t long before Dominick was fighting off heavy eyelids. Just as they almost won the battle, Derek reached under the blanket and gave the side of Dominick’s ribs a light slap. Dominick jolted awake.
“You’re fallin’ asleep on me!” Derek laughed.
“True story.” Dominick answered in a half-awake voice.
“Do I need to wake you up?” Derek asked playfully.
“You can try!” Dominick tried to continue his sleepy tone. But as soon as Derek got playful, his blood started pumping and he was wide awake.
Derek reached under the blanket and pinched Dominick’s left nipple.
“Hmm. Not doing it. Goodnight!” Dominick yawned and started to roll from his stomach to his side, facing away from Derek.
Derek quickly rolled him the rest of the way over onto his back. He hopped up to his knees, pressed Dominick’s hands above his head like before, and resumed the pinching while straddling Dominick’s torso. Dominick pretended to snore in response.
Derek finally put his pinching hand back up on Dominick’s wrist and stared down into his eyes for a moment. There was a look he made that drove Dominick wild. He squinted his eyes slightly, put on a devilish smile, and pushed his jaw out like a bulldog. That was the look that always preceded a boost in the physical contact category.
Sure enough, Derek was bringing out the big guns tonight. He lowered his head to Dominick’s chest and bit his nipple just hard enough to make his whole body tense up. Dominick let out a surprised moan and tried to focus on controlling the sudden feeling of tightness in his pants.
Derek resumed his eye contact for a moment, and then went for the other nipple. He bit slightly harder this time, causing Dominick’s lower back to arch and his hips to push against Derek’s.
“Okay! I’m awake! I’m awake!!” Dominick pleaded.
“That’s what I thought!” Derek said play-aggressively as he rolled off and repositioned himself to watch the movie.
Dominick stared at him for a moment trying to decide if he should return the favor. As soon as Derek looked away from the TV and made eye contact, Dominick pounced.
He grabbed Derek by the forearms and separated them long enough to plant his face in the middle of his chest. He bit gently right above Derek’s left nipple. Derek wasn’t wearing a shirt, though, so it felt a little more erotic than it had when he was receiving the bites. Derek’s skin tasted salty-sweet and there was a mild scent of his cologne drifting down from his neck.
“Aw, yeah.” Derek moaned. Dominick couldn’t tell if he was joking or really getting into it. He took a moment to observe Derek’s facial expression before switching nipples. Derek still had the same devilish bulldog expression.
As Dominick bit the other side of Derek’s chest, he lost his grip on Derek’s arm. Derek quickly intertwined his fingers in the back of Dominick’s hair and made a fist. Derek knew that was one of his biggest turn-ons. He had even shown Derek the difference between hair-pulling “the mean way” and “the nice way”.
“Cut it out up there!!” Aunt Cindy shouted from the base of the stairs.
“Way to go!” Derek teased as he shoved Dominick off.
Dominick was so mortified that they had disturbed Cindy’s sleep that he cowered under the blanket and quickly dropped his head to the pillow with his eyes closed. It was as if he was a mischievous child that had almost been caught sneaking out of the house.
Derek found his way under the blanket and Dominick fell asleep within seconds of feeling his warmth. Memory foam or not, Derek’s bed was suddenly the most comfortable place in the world.
To be continued...
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