"No more than you are, my friend," Grif said as his gaze remained on Dominic, taking in his reaction. Lifting his hand to the mortal's lips, Grif felt the flick of his tongue as he cleaned his hand off. Several soft kisses trailed to the warm skin beneath his mouth before he whispered to the sub, "You perform so beautifully, little toy." The tone of pleasure in his voice was for the boy himself. Turning his head, the blonde gave him a grateful smile as he was released.

Dominic looked briefly to the sub, nodding and smiling his approval. "You are free to go. Thank you."

The sub bowed to both Masters and said, "Thank you, Masters." Then he turned and walked out the door.

Dominic turned back to face Grif. A distinct hunger reflected in his eyes, yet he did not move. He quietly fastened his pants and shrugged his white poet's shirt off.

Grif moved to stand at the same time as Dominic, the muscles of his body slowly stretching with his movement. A similar hunger mirrored in him as his eyes roamed over Dominic's bared chest. When he looked back up at Dominic's face, he said, "It seems we both are on dangerous ground, my old friend. Whatever shall we do?"

Dominic's hand tightened on his shirt as his gaze swept slowly over Grif's body. It seemed to finally settle on the curve of the other Master's throat, drawing a soft growl from deep within. "An impasse. How interesting."

Noting the direction of Dominic's gaze, Grif gave him an amused smile. It faded quickly as he heard the soft tones of his growl. "If it is my blood you want, that is easily given, Dominic. Perhaps drinking from me will end this game we have going."

Slowly Grif tilted his head in full and clear invitation to him.

Dominic advanced on Grif quickly. He gripped Grif's shoulders tightly and shoved him back against the wall, sinking his fangs into the other Master's throat. The growl slipped free as he fed and he ground his hips forward, pressing his body tightly to Grif's.

Grif had expected Dominic's reaction. His back pressed tightly against the wall, feeling the hard line of Dominic's body holding him to it. A deep growl erupted from him with the sudden sharp pain and its following sensations. One hand lifted to Dominic's hair, keeping him at his throat as the other slid to his hip, nails flexing into the leather.

When he finished feeding, Dominic licked the wound slowly, breathing hotly against Grif's skin. He pulled slowly away from Grif's neck and licked his lips. A hunger still lingered in his eyes, but his bloodlust had faded. He lifted his hand to brush his fingertip across Grif's lips.

"To see those sweet lips," he whispered. "Wrapped around my cock." His grin widened as he stepped back, pulling himself free of Grif's hold.

Grif's lips tightened into a thin line. A steady stare held Dominic's as he pulled away. "That's not something I'll ever do, Dominic. You want to control me, and that's not going to happen." Whatever reasons he had for that were his own. Only a faint echo of fear showed in him before it quickly faded.

"We shall see, my old friend." With a graceful bow of his head, Dominic walked out the door. He shot a lingering look at Grif before disappearing around the corner.

"If you want me in your bed, it will only be as your equal, Dominic. And only that." The fierce determination in Grif's words couldn't be missed and he knew Dominic could hear them.

Excerpt ~~ Dominion

"I think I'll have to do that to Tage. He's also a little worried about how it would impact our relationships with them. I've no doubt it's in the back of Jason's mind as well." Grif let go of Dominic to walk up the steps and led the way to their bedroom. "Shall I change with you or go as is?"

"I assured Jason that it would not affect things, unless he wanted out of the contract," Dominic said. "And Hell, it doesn't matter how you dress--I'm still going to want to fuck you through the dance floor."

Giving Dominic a look over his shoulder, Grif smirked. Then he stopped abruptly in their bedroom doorway and stepped back against Dominic, grinding slowly against him. "There. Now you can think about it all the way there, too." Nonchalantly, he moved away to the dresser and opened one of the drawers. "I still haven't decided if I want to change or not."

Dominic was suddenly behind him, one arm going around Grif's waist, pulling him back hard as Dominic ground his hips forward. "Keep it up," Dominic growled, "and I'll bend you over the dresser."

"Not allowed," Grif laughed as he leaned back. Turning his head, he begged silently for a kiss.

Dominic turned him around and lifted Grif up, sitting him on the dresser. "Just a taste?"

Dominic leaned in for a kiss, tongue sliding into Grif's mouth as a hand slipped down the front of Grif's pants. Grif moaned softly as his lover's fingers glided over the tip of his cock. He tightened his hold around Dominic's neck as he opened to the demanding kiss. A small shift of his hips almost had him falling off the dresser as he tried to press harder into Dominic's hand.

"Fuck, Dominic, fuck." They were the only words Grif could get out before his lips tightened again to his lover's. Dominic had the power to scatter all reason simply with the touch of his hand.

Dominic curled his fingers tight around the shaft and started fucking Grif's mouth with his tongue. With every pull up, his thumb grazed the head, pressing into the slit. His other hand worked Grif's pants down just a bit more and then Dominic pulled away from the kiss, dropping to his knees to swallow Grif to the root.

Grif couldn't even think about anything else as he felt the hot mouth closing over him. He lifted his hands to Dominic's head, fingers catching in his hair tightly. It would take very little to send him over the edge. An upward thrust of his hips kept him buried inside Dominic's mouth as he began to shake.

Eyes rolling up to stare into Grif's, Dominic started a continuous suck-and-slide motion, hands wrapping to Grif's hips to encourage the movement.

"Come for me, love."

A sharp cry rose in Grif's throat and broke free as Dominic's words took over his mind. "Dominic!" He came hard, shudders rolling through him.

Dominic swallowed and licked him clean before standing back up, giving him a wink. "Now we can go out."

"Bastard." Grif's lips quirked into a smile as he slid off the dresser and tried to pull his pants back up. He always enjoyed the little displays of Dominic's power over him, which was why he egged his lover on.