Chapter Twenty-Nine

Dante

At first, Dante worried Cal wouldn’t help them with the plan they had developed. He seemed hesitant in the beginning. With quite a few questions, and Dante agreeing to be his criminal informant, Cal finally agreed to take the chance on their strategy to bring the Doctor to justice.

Dante had no doubts that he could find the Doctor if they needed him to. Even if he weren’t a witch, the Doctor would have a magical marker on him merely from working with witches. That being said, witches didn’t work with humans when it came to illegal activities—much less have one as their boss like the Doctor would have been as the head of a mob. Perhaps what the humans thought was mob activity was in actuality a coven of witches with a long-standing antipathy for angels and other supernatural beings. Magical creatures in a world full of humans were rather easy to track down when they were nearby. When he told Seth it wouldn’t be easy, but it wouldn’t be hard, Dante wasn’t lying. It might take some time, but it shouldn’t take more than an hour if all went well.

There were no doubts in Dante’s mind that what they had come up with would work—at least he hoped it would. They needed to get things taken care of so Seth could ascend. Dante smiled—if Seth was able to transcend, they could spend eternity together. That was something Dante hadn’t allowed himself to dream or wish for until recently. Now it was a viable option, one that brought a surge of warmth rushing through him.

Gazing into Seth’s eyes, Dante’s grin turned wicked. He was given a challenge to take Seth someplace just as spectacular if not more so than Mount Everest and the lake that they had been to earlier—one that he accepted readily. Ideas had sparked quickly. They tumbled over each other, one right after the other. He wanted to show Seth the world and all the magnificent things that came with it. There had been too much sadness in his love’s life. It was time to pamper Seth—treat him like the extraordinary person he was.

Dante finally settled on a place that was remote enough that they would be alone. Privacy was an important aspect while they were together. Especially given how he was feeling at the moment. His cock was hard, and arousal for Seth was raging through his body. Feeling his love’s thick erection pressed against him, Dante had every intention of secluding the two of them in an obscure location.

Taking Seth in his arms, Dante kissed seductively up his jaw until his lips hovered over his ear. “I have the perfect place in mind,” he whispered. “Have you ever seen pictures of a cherry blossom tree?”

Seth nodded. “Only in school. It’s been awhile, but I have seen them.”

“There’s a grove no one visits. It’s spring there, and everything is in bloom. The colors are amazing—soft grass with open space. There’s a glen hidden among a forest of cherry blossom trees and lush green bushes. The grass is a deep, emerald green and quite soft. We can be alone with no interruptions. Focus on that image. We’ll have to go via the crossroads plane again, but doing so will get us there quickly.”

Dante didn’t want to waste any time traveling to the place he had in mind. Refusing to release the man in his arms, he held Seth close against his body. Their surroundings vanished. Rushing through the crossroads plane, they headed toward their final destination. Soon they stood in an isolated area of the Kunisaki Peninsula in Japan.

Lush green grass contrasted against the kaleidoscope of pink and red cherry blossoms that adorned the trees surrounding them. Smaller dark green shrubs made a private sanctuary for the two of them. The scent was alluring—seductive and inviting. The sweetness of the cherry blossoms was subtle, but when a soft wind picked up, the aroma became stronger.

The warm midday sun was neither too hot nor too cold—not that the weather would have bothered either of them. An ancient Japanese temple rose in the distance—far enough to not be too much of a distraction, but close enough that they could still view it from where they stood.

Slipping behind Seth so he could appreciate the panoramic view, Dante wrapped his arms around Seth’s waist then drew him close, their bodies aligned. Teeth and tongue marked a path along the length of Seth’s neck from shoulder to ear.

“Wow,” Seth whispered.

“I’m guessing I succeeded?” Dante asked in a hushed voice.

“More than succeeded; you went above and beyond,” Seth murmured. He turned in Dante’s embrace so they were facing each other. His arms wrapped around Dante. “Do you always take challenges to this extent?”

“Of course, but only when it comes to you.”

Their eyes connected. Sparks of passion crackled in the air around them. Dante pressed his lips against Seth’s, the kiss raw and needy. Shrugging out of his jacket, he moaned letting the article of clothing drop to the ground at his feet.

Not once did their lips part. Seth’s taste was intoxicating. Dante didn’t want to lose a moment of connection with his love; his body and mind buzzed with arousal. Seth leaned heavily into Dante. Their erections pressed tight against each other’s body. Slipping his hands under Seth’s shirt, he ripped it off Seth’s torso quickly, the kiss breaking only long enough for Dante to get the shirt over his head before their mouths found each other once more.

“I might have to challenge you more often,” Seth moaned against Dante’s lips.

“Perhaps you will. For now, I distinctly remember you saying something you wanted to do when I came back from the angelic plane.”

“And what was that?” Seth feigned innocence.

“I think you might remember.” Dante cupped Seth’s erection through his pants. “It involved me fucking you.”

Massaging Seth’s cock—taunting him with teasing touches—Dante grinned sinfully. Seth’s moans echoed through the air while he ground his groin against Dante’s hand.

“Please,” Seth groaned.

In a blink, they were completely naked and reclining together on the soft, thick grass. Rolling Seth onto his back, Dante kissed his way down his lover’s body, intent on licking, caressing and tasting every inch of him. Dante kneeled between Seth’s thighs. Placing his hands on either side of his lover’s shoulders, the angel leaned down, his upper body hovering over Seth’s. Dante started kissing Seth’s neck—teasing touches against his smooth warm flesh. Each kiss becoming more intense as his mouth traveled along Seth’s shoulder then to his chest. Dante wrapped his lips around Seth’s hard nipple—drew it between his teeth—nipped it then licked away the sting before giving the other the same attention.

Seth arched up against Dante. His frantic whimpers spurred Dante on. The angel devoted special attention to each area of exposed flesh. He took his time with Seth—teasing him until Seth writhed beneath him.

The only place he didn’t touch—at least for the moment—was Seth’s cock. He wanted his lover right on the edge of release, keeping him there as long as possible, only to pull him back away from it and start over again.

“Dante,” Seth pleaded.

“Damn, you’re beautiful,” Dante murmured. Moving south again, Dante savored Seth’s taste—enjoyed the feel of flesh against his hands and under his body.

Finally allowing them both what they wanted—at least in part—he cupped Seth’s balls in his palm. Massaging them, he wrapped his lips around the head of Seth’s cock. Dipping his tongue into the pre-cum pooled at the slit sent a divine shiver through him. He’d never tasted anything like the ambrosia of the salty clear liquid that leaked from his lover’s erection.

Dante took Seth’s length fully into his warm mouth. Bobbing his head coupled with increasing suction hollowed out Dante’s cheeks. He couldn’t get enough of Seth. Dante wanted everything that he would be given and give all of himself over.

“You taste amazing,” he moaned when he finally released Seth from his mouth. He lifted his head to look into Seth’s eyes. “Tell me what you want.”

The silence between them held for a few brief seconds. A gentle breeze picked up, and polychromatic cherry blossoms fell from the trees above them to land on the thick green grass—almost as though nature were framing the lovers in the midst of desire to accentuate what they shared.

“Fuck me. I need you now,” Seth begged.

Lifting Seth’s legs to hook them over his thighs, Dante teased the tight hole with his tongue. Dante was in no hurry. He wanted was to draw this out as long as he could for both their pleasure.

“I need you too,” Dante moaned, pushing fingers into his lover’s mouth. Dipping one spit-slicked finger inside Seth, Dante arched a brow suggestively before inching a second alongside it. Finding that sweet spot inside his lover, Dante scissored his digits then brushed the area. With a few soft taps to the nub, Seth’s squirming forced Dante to grip his hip hard. Taking his time to enjoy pleasuring Seth, Dante watched his lover’s beautiful face that practically glowed with desire.

“Dante!” Seth cried out, throwing his head back.

Dante patience was gone. Dragging his fingers from Seth’s ass, he thrust his cock into Seth’s hungry hole. Dante stilled himself, buried balls deep in Seth, while muscles constricted around the angel’s erection.

“Fuck!” Dante barked out—his voice raspy with want.

“That’s the point,” Seth said huskily. “Now fuck me.”

“I’ve fallen in love with such a smartass,” Dante teased then kissed him once more.

Slowly rolling his hips, Dante pulled out of Seth before plunging deep into his love once more. With each thrust, he increased speed until their lovemaking became a frenzied dance that the two would only share with each other—one that Dante hoped they would be granted an eternity to experience.

Roaring out in pleasure, Dante’s orgasm tore through him. Starting at his head, it rushed downward until it pooled in his groin. His tight balls spasmed. Seth’s tight hole spasmed with own release, milking waves of come from Dante. Clutching each other, they rode the waves of their combined orgasm. Seth shuddered in Dante’s arms as shocks wracked his body.

Breathlessly, they stayed where they were well after their release was over. They tenderly kissed while lazily exploring spent bodies. Coming back into himself, Dante rolled onto his side taking Seth with him. He didn’t want to let Seth leave his embrace.

“I love you so damn much, Seth.”

“I love you too,” Seth whispered.

“What?” Dante asked.

“I said I love you too,” Seth replied smiling.

“This is the first time you’ve told me that.” Dante grinned. Gazing into Seth’s eyes, his heart pounded, and warmth filled him. He’d longed to hear his love say those words to him. The times he’d imagined hearing them pass from Seth’s lips were sweet and sensual, yet those daydreams paled in comparison to the reality of hearing it spoken.

Running his fingers through Seth’s hair, he brushed a few stray cherry blossoms from the chestnut-colored locks. He smiled contentedly in the afterglow of their lovemaking. Even though he wasn’t sure whether Seth’s last words were a statement or a question, it didn’t matter.

“This is going to work. It has to so we can be together forever,” Seth said quietly—hope filling his voice.

“It will. I believe in this and in us,” Dante smiled then kissed Seth once more. Hope springs eternal was the human saying. Maybe if they both believed and hoped hard enough, they would get to achieve what they wanted to. No matter what, Dante was going to make all their time together special. As Seth had said—make every moment count.