⚠️!SMUT WARNING!⚠️
As they walked side by side, Damian couldn't help but notice the subtle glances Asher cast in his direction.
Asher's eyes briefly lingered on Damian's figure, his gaze momentarily fixating particularly on Damian's ass. Damian caught the look and raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.
"Like what you see, Mr. Cheney?" Damian teased, his voice laced with amusement as he deliberately emphasized each step, knowing Asher's eyes were on him.
Asher smirked slightly, "You know I do," he replied, his tone light and playful.
Their banter continued as they reached Asher's private office, the atmosphere brimming with a playful energy that hinted at something more. As they settled in, the tension between them palpable, it was clear that the professional facade they wore during the meeting had begun to melt away, giving rise to a more intimate connection.
Damian leaned against the desk, his eyes locking with Asher's as he reached out to brush a stray strand of hair from Asher's face. The touch sent a jolt of electricity through them both, igniting a fire that had been simmering beneath the surface for far too long.
Without a word, Asher closed the distance between them, his lips capturing Damian's in a heated kiss that left them both breathless. The passion between them was undeniable, their desire for each other burning bright as they lost themselves in each other's arms.
In that moment, nothing else mattered but the two of them, their connection growing stronger with each passing second. And as they finally pulled away, their eyes locked in a mutual understanding that this was just the beginning of something incredible.
Damian smirked against Asher's lips. "I knew you couldn't resist me," Damian teased, his voice low and husky with desire.
Asher's eyes sparkled with mischief as he ran his hands up Damian's chest, a knowing smile on his lips. "Who said I was trying to resist?" he replied, his tone playful as he leaned in for another searing kiss.
Their banter only fueled the fire between them, the heat of their passion igniting every touch and every caress. Lost in each other, they gave in to the undeniable pull, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony as they explored the depths of their desire.
Damian couldn't believe how quickly things had escalated between him and Asher - one moment they were discussing business strategies and the next they were locked in a passionate embrace. But he couldn't deny the intense desire he felt for Asher, or the way his body responded to every touch from the man he tried to pickpocket.
As they pulled away from their kiss, Damian's eyes lingered on Asher's lips, still tingling from their kiss. He couldn't help but wonder what else Asher was capable of - what other secrets he was hiding beneath his polished exterior.
Asher seemed to sense Damian's thoughts, his eyes darkening as he leaned in once again. "I still have your permission, right?"
Asher stood tall and commanding, his eyes fixed on Damian as he asked for permission. Damian hesitated, his heart racing as he tried to find the words to grant Asher what he wanted. But finally, he nodded his head, his eyes locked on Asher's as he whispered, "Yes, you do."
Asher's lips curled into a smirk as he saw the submission in Damian's eyes. He knew that Damian was always one to fight back, but when it came to Asher, he didn't.
He took Damian's hands and pinned them above his head, causing him to lie down on his desk. Damian's breath caught in his throat as Asher's hand trailed down his chest, sending shivers through his body. Asher's touch was electric, sending sparks through Damian's veins.
Asher leaned in and kissed Damian deeply, his tongue exploring Damian's mouth as he pushed him further against the desk. Damian moaned into Asher's mouth, his body begging for more. Asher started to attack Damian's neck.
Asher admired his handiwork, his eyes fixed on Damian as he whispered, "Do I make you feel good?" Damian moaned softly, surrendering completely to Asher's control as he nodded. Asher then began to tease Damian, his fingers trailing over Damian's skin as he whispered, "You want me to touch you here?" Asher trailed his fingers over Damian's nipples, sending shivers through his body. Damian nodded slightly, his body begging for more.
Asher watched in surprise as Damian suddenly stood up from the desk. Damian's eyes were fixed on Asher's as he whispered, "I want to try something."
Asher's eyebrows raised.
He watched in surprise and pleasure as Damian dropped down onto his knees before him. Damian's eyes were fixed on Asher's as he wrapped his lips around Asher's cock. Asher's body trembled with pleasure as Damian's tongue swirled around his cockhead.
Damian's touch was gentle as he took Asher's cock deep into his throat. Asher's eyes closed as he moaned softly at Damian's touch. Damian's lips moved up and down Asher's cock, sending shivers through his body.
Asher's touch was firm as he reached down and wrapped his fingers around Damian's hair. Damian's eyes locked on Asher's. Asher's body trembled with pleasure as Damian's lips moved up and down his cock.
Damian's touch was intense as he continued to suck Asher's cock.
Asher's breathing grew ragged as Damian's pace quickened, sucking harder and faster. Damian's hands gripped Asher's thighs tightly as he devoured every inch of Asher's cock.
Asher's touch was urgent as he pulled Damian's head closer to him, demanding more from the submissive man before him. Damian obeyed without hesitation, taking Asher's cock deeper into his throat.
Asher's touch was possessive as he held Damian's head in place, controlling the pace of their encounter. Damian's eyes were closed as he savored every moment, lost in the pleasure of serving Asher's every desire.
Asher's touch was dominant as he pulled Damian's head back, his cock still buried deep in Damian's throat. Damian's eyes fluttered open as he looked up at Asher, his expression one of complete surrender. Asher's body trembled with pleasure as Damian's lips moved up and down his cock, bringing him closer and closer to release.
Asher's body tensed as he reached the peak of his pleasure. He let out a deep groan as he released his cum into Damian's eager mouth. Damian swallowed every drop, his eyes locked on Asher's as he continued to suck and lick until Asher's body was spent.
Asher smirked down at him, his hand reaching out to stroke Damian's hair. He helped Damian up.
Asher's touch was firm as he turned Damian around, pressing him against the desk. Damian's eyes widened as he felt Asher's arousal pressing against his back. Asher's breath was hot against Damian's ear as he whispered, "I want you, Damian. Now."
Damian's heart raced as he felt Asher's hands sliding up his chest, undoing the buttons on his shirt. Asher's lips trailed a path down Damian's spine as he pushed Damian's pants down around his ankles. Damian moaned softly as Asher's fingers wrapped around his cock, stroking him in time with Asher's thrusts against his back.
Asher's touch was intense as he pushed Damian's hips back against his own, taking Damian fully into his body. Damian's eyes closed as he moaned softly, lost in the pleasure.
Asher's touch was rough as he gripped Damian's hips, pulling him closer with each thrust. Damian's body trembled with pleasure as Asher's cock filled him completely. Asher's breath was hot against Damian's ear as he whispered, "You feel so good." Asher's touch was loving as he held Damian close.
Asher's touch was gentle as he pulled out of Damian, his cock still pulsing with desire. Damian's body was slick with sweat as Asher's lips brushed against his, their breath mingling together. Asher's touch was tender as he pulled Damian's pants back up, tucking him in and buttoning him back up.
Asher's touch was gentle as he kissed Damian's forehead before pulling away and straightening his clothes. Damian followed suit, feeling a sense of calm and contentment that he had never experienced before.
But how long would this last?
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In the two months following his discharge from the hospital, Pierce's fixation on Damian only intensified. The betrayal he felt at being shot in the back by someone he loves fueled a dangerous obsession that consumed his every thought.
Haunted by memories of Damian's actions, Pierce found himself unable to escape the grip of his infatuation. He convinced himself that his feelings for Damian were rooted in love, but in reality, it was an all-consuming obsession that drove him forward.
Day and night, Pierce poured over his plans, each one meticulously crafted to bring him closer to his elusive target. His obsession with Damian bordered on madness, his every waking moment consumed by thoughts of retribution and longing.
Despite Damian's betrayal, Pierce found himself drawn to him with an irresistible force. He couldn't shake the feeling that Damian held the key to his happiness, even as his fixation spiraled out of control.
With each passing day, Pierce's obsession grew, driving him to greater lengths in his quest to possess Damian once more. He knew that their reunion was inevitable, and he would stop at nothing to make it a reality.
"As you all know," Pierce's voice boomed, filling the room with an air of authority. "We've been planning this for two long months. We've invested time, resources, and manpower into this operation, and we cannot afford any slipups."
His words hung heavy in the air, a stark reminder of the gravity of their mission.
"We've scouted their movements, studied their patterns, and identified their weaknesses," Pierce continued, his tone sharp and commanding. "Now it's time to strike."
His men nodded in agreement, their faces set in determined expressions.
"We will move swiftly, silently, and without mercy," Pierce declared, his eyes blazing with fervor. "Damian will come back here, and no one will stand in our way."
His men nodded in agreement, their expressions reflecting a mixture of determination and anticipation.
"However," Pierce continued, his voice taking on a darker edge, "As you already know, there is another obstacle we must address. This man," he said, holding up a picture of Asher, "is always with Damian. He is a threat we cannot afford to ignore."
He paused, allowing the gravity of his words to sink in before continuing. "Kill him on sight," he instructed, his voice firm and unwavering. "No mercy."
His men leaned in, their expressions focused as they absorbed every word.
"As for the plan," Pierce resumed, his voice calculated and precise, "we attack in one week. Until then, we'll revise our strategy and make any necessary adjustments."
He unfurled a blueprint of Asher's mansion, the intricate details mapped out with precision. "This," he gestured to the diagram, "is our key to success. We have intel on the outside layout of the mansion, but nothing on the inside. Our focus will be on breaching the perimeter and getting Damian."
His men leaned in, studying the blueprint intently, their eyes glinting with anticipation.
"We'll divide into teams, each assigned a specific entry point," Pierce explained, tracing his finger along the diagram. "Once inside, we move quickly and quietly. No mistakes, no hesitation."
A murmur of agreement rippled through the room as Pierce outlined their plan of attack, his words imbued with a sense of urgency and determination.
"We'll rendezvous here," he pointed to a designated location on the blueprint, "once Damian is in our custody. Remember, this is our one shot. We cannot afford to fail."
Pierce commanded, his voice firm and authoritative, "We'll split into four teams, each assigned to one of the mansion's entry points. No room for error, understood?"
His men nodded in unison, their expressions hardened with determination.
"Team Alpha, you're with me," Pierce declared, pointing to a group of his most trusted operatives. "We'll take the west entrance. Swift and silent, remember?"
"Team Bravo, you're on the east," he continued, gesturing to another group. "Make your move once Alpha gives the signal. We need to hit them hard and fast."
"Team Charlie, south entrance," Pierce directed, his gaze sweeping over the designated operatives. "You're our eyes and ears, stay sharp and stay hidden."
"Team Delta, north," he concluded, addressing the final group. "You're our last line of defense. Hold your ground until the others secure Damian."
With their roles assigned, Pierce's men exchanged determined glances, ready to execute their mission with precision.
"Remember," Pierce emphasized, his voice cutting through the tension-filled air, "We've been planning this for two months. We can't afford any slip-ups. Stay focused, stay vigilant, and we'll bring Damian home."
With a resolute nod, Pierce's men dispersed, each group mobilizing to their designated positions as they prepared for the impending showdown at Asher's mansion.
As Pierce settled into his private room, the atmosphere thick with tension and anticipation, he wasted no time in immersing himself in the meticulous planning for the upcoming operation. The walls were adorned with files, data sheets, and an array of pictures capturing every detail of Damian's existence.
With a calculated precision, Pierce activated the screen before him, the glow illuminating the room as it flickered to life. On the display, a video of Damian flashed into view, the sight of him igniting a flicker of longing within Pierce's hardened heart.
Pierce couldn't help but feel jealousy creeping up inside him at that moment. Here he was watching Damian laugh with Asher on video while he sat alone in his private room. Pierce's heart raced as he watched Damian's carefree laughter, his eyes fixed on the screen.
As Pierce's fingers moved over his own body, his eyes never left the screen in front of him. The video of Damian laughing and talking with Asher continued to play, and Pierce's breath hitched in his throat as he watched.
Pierce's touch was rough as he adjusted his pants, trying to ignore the arousal that was building inside him.
Pierce's eyes shut as he remembered Damian moaning in pleasure. Pierce's heart raced as he imagined himself in Asher's place, taking Damian in his arms and making him his own.
Pierce couldn't resist the temptation any longer. His heart was pounding in his chest as he reached for his own erection, his touch rough and desperate. He closed his eyes and let out a soft moan as he began to stroke himself.
His mind was consumed with thoughts of Damian. He imagined Damian's body pressed against his own as they kissed passionately. Pierce's breath hitched in his throat as he pictured himself inside Damian, his body shaking with pleasure.
He couldn't help but feel a sense of possessiveness towards Damian. Pierce's heart raced as he imagined Damian trapped within his grasp, his mind consumed by his twisted desires.
His touch became more frenzied as he imagined Damian's moans of pleasure, his body writhing beneath Pierce's own. Pierce's eyes fluttered open, his gaze fixed on the screen in front of him. He watched as Damian laughed and joked with Asher, his heart aching with jealousy.
Pierce's touch became more urgent as he imagined himself taking Damian away from Asher, making him his own. He pictured himself holding Damian close, his body shaking with desire. Pierce's breath hitched in his throat as he came, his body shaking with the intensity of his release.
He had always been drawn towards power and control, and Damian represented everything that Pierce craved.
Pierce's touch was hesitant as he wiped himself clean, his eyes never leaving the screen. He watched as Damian continued to laugh and joke with Asher.
He knew that he couldn't let Damian slip away, that he had to act fast if he wanted to make Damian his own. He smirked to himself, knowing that Damian would be in his grasp in a week.
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A/N: Why is this guy back? Like who let him out??
Totally wasn't me..
Don't hate me guys!!
Anyways, hope you're enjoying the story so far. We're already 23 chapters in! Isn't that amazing??
You know what I'm thinking... Since Aiden is from this story, and he's getting his own story, too... What if I take a character from Aiden's story (will be published after 'We Meet Again') and give him/her a story. And then make it go on forever. Like take a character from the story, give them their own story, and repeat!
I'm such a genius.😈
Kaveh🔛🔝
Also, just a small note about Aiden's story. It can be read as a standalone, I'll be sure to write that in the description once I make the cover and everything.
AND... the story is completely different from 'We Meet Again'. Like different plot, you know?