"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.