Sorry for the wait. Here’s the preview I promised. It’s a little out of context but I figured you guys would want the sexy stuff before anything else…
Danny’s bare ass is perched on the team playbook and his legs are spread wide along edges of the coach’s desk. His uniform is in a heap on the swivel chair behind him. Finstock may be absent but the whole team is spread out in front of the desk as if they were going over strategy before a big game. The oversized white board has even been wheeled out behind the desk. Danny bares his throat at his audience to get a look at it. Danny sees that the usual diagram of the lacrosse field has been erased. All traces of the coach’s hastily scribbled X’s and O’s are gone too. Instead someone has written ‘SUCCUBUS FEEDING 101’ in large block letters.
He turns back around in time to catch Stiles roll a second chair over. Danny’s cock twitches in anticipation but his knees turn inward to give him some modesty. Stiles runs an open palm along his thighs with the barest of pressure so that his long fingers tickle the skin there. Danny’s legs immediately relax at the reassurance that their Master wants them on display like this. Though it doesn’t stop Stiles from moving the chair between Danny and his classmates. The team lets out a disappointed grumble at having their view of Danny’s nude form interrupted.
Stiles turns back just enough to wink at him. “Told you they’d enjoy the show.”
Danny feels the heat of a blush spread across his upper chest and face. He nods his agreement anyway and takes in the appreciative glances of his teammates. Stiles turns back to address the group but keep one hand on Danny’s thigh. The steady, reassuring strokes make Danny’s head spin with arousal. So much so that he misses a good chunk of Stiles’ opening remarks.
He only manages to refocus himself when the crowd moves closer. Not just a few steps either. No, the guys crowd around the desk until they’re almost touching him. Stiles must have prohibited touching in his talk because no one dares reach for him. Fingers clutch the edge of the desk just as often as tented shorts thrust along the table top. A few boys bump shoulders as they fight for better viewing spots but it looks to Danny as if they just really want an excuse to rub against one another. It’s a valid deduction judging by the number of athletic shorts being stretched to their limit.
Stiles’ hand abandons Danny’s thigh in favor of the base of his shaft. “Focus, Danny.”
Danny’s head jerks back to face front. Supernaturally gold eyes meet his and the command is solidified. Danny presses teeth to lips. He waits until all of his attention is on Stiles – on his Master – before nodding. Stiles smiles in appreciation and rewards him with a few strokes.
“So,” Stiles asks, turning to face the crowd with a snarky smile on his lips. “Who wants to watch Danny prove how much fun being food can be?”
A chorus of enthusiastic voices rings out but none louder than Danny’s own.
You’re welcome. Find the first 6 chapters here.
Thought you guys might appreciate some hot guys in kilts. I don’t own any of these images.
Hell yes ;DD
sudden urge to draw thackery
So I have one friend from college who reads my fanfiction. When we were catching up today I mentioned that the next MABOOY chapter would end on a cliffhanger. There was this weird noise on her side of the phone and I started thinking something had happened.
Turns out she dropped her phone. As soon as she had it again she started cursing me out.
Apparently my cliffhangers have a bit of a reputation lol.