Fiery Obsessions

Chapter 8:

Sasha breathed out a deep sigh of relief as she pushed open the door of Louis’s. She welcomed the busy buzz of the late Friday afternoon rush.

The atmosphere usually changed around this time of the week and that was exactly what Sasha needed at the moment. Not just to confirm that the weekend was indeed here but also to help her get out of the damned slump she suddenly found herself in. She needed the happy, excited energy filling Lou’s place to shake away the tiredness weighing so heavily on her.

Sasha exchanged a nod with one of the girls behind the counter as she finally managed to push her way to the front of the queue and slip into the chaos that was the kitchen. Her eyes automatically went to the centre of it all where she knew she would find Lou, who always looked completely at ease with all the activity going on around her.

It was the only time Sasha ever saw her friend not only peaceful but also serious.

When Lou noticed her standing there, Sasha motioned with a wave of her hand that she was going to wait inside the restaurant instead of in the office like she usually did. Choosing to ignore the surprise on Lou’s face at the change in their usual routine, Sasha quickly turned to go back to the front of the restaurant before Lou left her post to find out the reason why.

Sasha muttered a few apologies while she pushed her way through the crowd and sighed as she finally found an empty seat at the far side of the counter. It was the perfect place to watch the smiling, laughing people around her and soak in the vibes that they were giving off.

She slipped onto the brightly colored bar stool and placed her hand bag onto the counter in front of her. Nodding at one of the girls behind the counter when the girl lifted a coffee cup up questioningly and laughed at the relieved look Sasha gave her.

As the girl turned away to start on her coffee, Sasha took the opportunity to look around her. The slight smile playing along her lips growing wider as she took in the bubblegum colors that were set off nicely with the light wood of all the furniture. The funky and modern paintings of the art students that Lou allowed to showcase their work also added a little something special to the place as well.

It was hard to miss the bubbly personality of the place that also carried a lot of Lou’s own characteristics with it, which didn’t make it hard to believe the little confectionary was such a big hit. 
Not just amongst the younger generations but also the elderly.

“Here you go.” The girl, or Natalie as her name tag read, said drawing Sasha’s attention again as she placed the steaming cup of coffee in front of her. “You look a bit tired today so I made it a bit stronger, to give you a little kickstart.”

Sasha smiled in thanks and lifted the cup up to her lips. The first sip had Sasha choking back a cough at the strong, bitter taste on her tongue but she didn’t complain as the caffeine hit her system, instantly making her feel more awake.

More so than she'd felt for the last two weeks.

“Good, right?” Natalie asked with a knowing smile as she expertly prepared another coffee for a customer.

“Oh yes.” Sasha said with a wink before she took another sip. The look of absolute bliss on her face made Natalie laugh and shake her head even as she wondered what was making the usually smiling redhead look so … down.

After a while, Sasha could feel the tension in her shoulders noticeably lessened and noticed that her hands stopped shaking as badly as they’d been. Even the pounding headache that she’s been suffering with the whole day faded to a slight yet manageable ache, allowing her mind to start functioning properly once again.

With a satisfied sigh, Sasha placed her cup back down in front of her and reached inside her handbag to take out her diary. She didn’t even realize what she was doing until the book lay open with her pen inches away from the blank page until it was too late.

A fantasy appeared in her head, almost like it had been waiting for just the right moment to show itself, and her hand moved across the page as she wrote down exactly what it was that she was thinking about.

… Lincon sat naked on a chair in the middle of a room. 
His hands were tied behind his back in a secure yet comfortable knot while his dark green eyes were covered by the necktie that Marius had been wearing earlier that day.
He looked completely relaxed and at ease with the situation but the rapid rise and fall of his chest showed just how excited he was. The red tip of his engorged erection that twitched every so often against his stomach as he tried not to fidget, also testified to how happy he was to be in his present position.
The shadows shifted slightly at the edge of the room to reveal Colby as he walked towards Lincon. His bare feet were silent on the floor so that when he lightly brushed his hand down Lincon’s one arm, the bound man couldn't help but start slightly in surprise. Colby ignored his reaction, however, and stepped around him, trailing his hand over Lincon’s tattooed chest until he finally stopped behind him. 
There, he bent over so that his mouth pressed against the curve of Lincon’s neck, just under his ear, as he allowed his hand to travel lower. Colby then sunk his teeth into the soft flesh there, just hard enough to bruise but not draw blood, as his hand wrapped around Lincon’s erection.  
Lincon groaned out loud at the perfect amount of pleasure and pain taking over his body. His head tilting to the side in a silent demand for more because he knew that as soon as he verbalized that request Marius would be there to punish him. 
He didn’t want that now.
He wanted to enjoy the feel of his lover’s strong hands working over his flesh as his teeth bit into his skin but then he felt someone slide into the ‘v’ of his spread legs just as another pair of hands took over from Colby. 
These ones were softer and smaller than Colby’s or Marius’s but the way they moved so teasingly over him had Lincon stiffening in his chair. Pleasure suddenly spiking as another set of teeth bit into his thigh, just next to Colby’s hands that were playing with the sacs underneath his erection.
“Sasha.” Her name burst from his lips and the three of them froze at the sound of a whip whistling through the air. The sound of the tip snapping against skin made them shudder as a small cry fell from-

“Are you a writer?” Natalie asked, suddenly bringing Sasha from the fantasy she’d been envisioning as her hand scribbled along the pages of her diary. Her pen stopped mid word as she looked up at Natalie.