Shoot Your Shot

Chapter 6

"Cazzo, ti voglio." The buzz of the alcohol started to fade and Pentious started coming to his senses to the breathy Italian whispered in his ear. The rich, and addictive smell of cigars and ink drifted into his mind to make his blood pound in his veins. He registered what was going on and had to pause. They were outside, in an alley to the side of the restaurant, and he had the spider pinned up against the wall. The man was grabbing at his back, his legs wrapped around Pentious' waist, and the spider was kissing his neck. In his drunken fog, he must have brought the man out here, but he couldn't remember much after the third drink or so. They'd gotten their food and had talked about everything from work to hobbies, and he remembered that. He couldn't recall how he'd convinced the man to fuck him against a wall in an alley, though. Pulling back, he looked down at the spider and shook his head.

"Wait." To take advantage of the man because of alcohol seemed like an awful way to start out, and he refused to take Arackniss against a dirty alley wall. He did want him, though. "I don't live that far away. Let's go there instead." A smile curved the arachnids lips before he pulled Pentious down into a kiss. His mind reeled at the feeling and he didn't think it was the remnants of the drink. When the other man released him, he pressed their heads together, hoping for some stability, some restraint.

"Okay, let's go there instead." Arackniss unraveled from him and slipped out of his hold, moving out to the street and throwing him a look over his shoulder that had him hot under the collar. He followed after the man and waited very impatiently while the arachnid called his car around. Sliding into the back seat with his date, he felt his anxiety shoot up at the sight of the two large spiders in the front seat. Huntsman spiders, calm most of the time, but easily provoked and deadly when needed. They made great muscle, but were by no means stupid creatures. "Where to?" He looked down at the man beside him and instantly prattled off the address for the driver. The car took off and Pentious couldn't help but notice that there was a clarity in Arackniss' eyes. The man wasn't drunk at all, so he was either acting like he was, or he actually wanted this. He knew which one he wanted to be true, but that didn't mean it would be.

A moment after the car started moving again, he caught the man in the front passenger seat glancing back, and watched the exchange silently. The huntsman gave Arackniss a worried look, and the smaller spider smiled and drew a circle with his finger, small and subtle. The man turned to face the front the instant he noticed. Arackniss took about five seconds after that before he was shifting and climbing onto Pentious lap to steal another kiss. And for a moment, Pentious broke, wrapping his arms around the other man and pressing into the kiss. He slid his hands up the spiders waist and inside his jacket, dragging them up his lover's back. As they broke to breathe, Arackniss lightly nipped at his lip and the little act drove his need higher. The arachnid tilted and went for his neck; licking, biting, sucking, and driving him insane. He didn't notice when the man took off his top hat and threw it to the side to sit on the seat beside them. He didn't notice when he'd gotten Pentious' jacket open, or when he started running his hands over his chest. He only noticed these things when they stopped, because the car stopped. Arackniss pulled back and looked out the window, so he did too and saw his own doorstep.

The idea of taking the man in his bed had him opening the door and waiting while the spider slipped off his lap and walked to the door. And Pentious followed, as he'd been doing since he sobered, if you could call any of this sober. Unlocking the door took more thought process than he had with the other man so close by, his clothes a mess and watching him with those blood red, hungry eyes. Getting the door open, he pulled the spider inside and slammed the door shut before pressing his lover against the wall and stealing his lips for a quick kiss. Grabbing Arackniss' hand, he led him through the house, up the stairs and into the bedroom. "Please tell me you did this all yourself?" He smiled and closed the door behind them while his lover looked around the room.