Gator Boyfriend 4 (complete)

    Not long after the mess with Lady Tabitha, I was hired by none other than Lazarus Bean himself to find a ring that Lady Tabitha had in her possession. Apparently, it had been what Marv’s roommate had been trying to retrieve when he was infected with her magic. 

    It took a while, especially since her house had been dragged underground by the willows. But finally, with help from both Marv and my grandfather, we were able to find the ring. It was small, engraved with Fae script on the inside. Somehow it had wound up in possession of a Gnome who was more bravado than common sense. He had bragged everywhere about he had tricked Lady Tabitha, still addled with dementia, into giving him many of her most expensive possessions. 

    “All I had to do was pretend to be a cat!” He cackled in the bar, surrounded by people who would rather chuck him in the river than look at him.

    Luckily, all it took for me was for Marv to stand in proximity to him, and he handed over the ring with nary a fuss. 

    To be honest, I was in no hurry to give the ring back to Lazarus, so it sits in my desk drawer until I grew sick of looking at it. Today was that day.

    “Just wait in the lobby,” I tell Marv as we walk through the Goblin Market.

    “Why?” Marv asks.

    “I’m just giving him back his ring,” I reply. “I don’t need you scaring him today.”

    Marv scoffs, he’s been working with me ever since the Lady Tabitha incident. It’s been nice having him as my familiar. He’s been a wonderful friend. But my feelings for him reach beyond just that, and it scares me. He’s my familiar, my confidant, and I don’t want to lose him because of some feelings that may go away. It isn't worth it.

    We walk into Lazarus’ building, and Gumdrop is sitting behind the desk. She doesn’t even look up, she merely calls into Lazarus, and a door opens. 

    Gumdrop points to the door. “You can go in now.”

    I look up at Marv, “it shouldn’t be too long. Just sit down.”

    Gumdrop’s eyes bug, and she stands up. “You can’t leave him here!”

    “Why not?” I ask, breezing past her and through the door. 

    Lazarus is sitting behind his desk when I walk in. He looks up at me and sneers. He stands up, setting something in his drawer.

    “Where’s your muscle?” He asks as he strides towards me. 

    “He’s outside,” I tell him, removing my hands from the pockets of my coat. It’s not been since my last dealing with Lazarus, no matter how many times I’ve tried to avoid him since dealing with Lady Tabitha. Hard to believe that was all a year ago.

    “I’d much rather see you than that revigored grandfather of yours,” Lazarus says with a curled lip. “What the fuck do you want now, young Magnus.”

    As much as I love being called young Magnus (I really don’t), I do enjoy having my grandfather back in action, even if he is a revived thirty-year-old. I toss a small bag at Lazarus, and he catches it.

    “I found what you were looking for,” I say with a smirk.

    He stares at me like I just shit on the floor and he opens up the bag. Inside is a long, gold chain with the small ring at the end. “Shit,” he whispers, threading the gold chain through his fingers. He looks back up at me, and I give him the biggest, smuggest grin I can muster.

    He scoffs and clutches the ring in his fist. “Oh fine,” he walks around the back of his desk. He opens his drawer and slams a stack of money on the desktop. “Deal’s a deal,” he grumbles under his breath.

    “I would say it was nice to do business with you,” I say as I pick up the stack of money. “But we both know that would be a lie.”

    Lazarus mocks me under his breath then takes a deep breath. “Hopefully, I won’t ever have to see you again.” He rubs the ring between his fingers. “Where did you find this?”

    “Some gnome,” I say with a shrug. “He pretended to be Lady Tabitha’s cat while she had dementia and took whatever she offered. Jemima ratted him out for a price.”

    Lazarus scowls as he rubs the ring between his fingers. “Thank you,” he mutters under his breath,

    This is a shock. An actual shock. “Excuse me,” I step closer to his desk. “I didn’t hear that. Could you repeat it for me?”

    He glares up at me. “I said thank you! Young Magnus,” he scoffs. He looks back at the ring. “She may be gone from this world, but I still have the memory.”

    I furrow my brow. “What are you talking about?”

    He scoffs, clenching the ring in his hand. “Tabitha and I were married.”

    Another shocker.

    “Wow,” I whisper, averting my gaze but then looking back towards Lazarus. “What happened?” 

    “She was mortal, I’m not. When she found out about her dementia, she ripped away from me.” Lazarus then glares at me. “You tell no one, young Magnus.”

    “Who would believe me if I did?” I ask.

    Lazarus puts the chain around his neck, tucking the ring into his shirt. “Get out” he growls at me. “I’m tired of looking at you.”

    I step aside, walking silently away from him. I walk out into the lobby, feeling strange.

    Marv turns, looking down at me as I come up beside him. “How’d it go?”

    “It was Lazarus. He was annoying, I was a delight,” I say, halving the stack of money and handing half to him. 

    Marc chuckles, “why are you giving me this much?”

    “Fifty-fifty,” I reply, tucking my hair behind my ear. “I told you that was the stakes for this one.”

    “I just roughed up a shopkeep,” he says as we walk down the street of the Goblin Market. He shrugs and tilts his head towards his shoulder. “You did all the leg work.”

    “You had to give Jemima her payment,” I chuckle. “That must have been traumatic enough for you.”

    Marv grins and laughs. “Yeah well...it wasn’t too bad. Jemima gets a bad rep I think. I just had to take my shirt off. That’s all.”

    I smirk. “That’s all.” I look up at him. “You should go home,” I suggest.

    Marv furrows his brow and looks away from me. “What makes you say that?” He fakes a laugh and a smile. “Trying to get rid of me?” He asks.

    “No,” I reply. “I just think you should go home for a while. Nothing wrong with visiting family. You haven’t been in a long time. I kept you here during the holidays, so now is the perfect time.”

    “I stayed during the holidays because that dark elf tried to kill you and Captain Solomon,” Marv scoffs. “You were in the hospital for two weeks.”

    I shrug. “And?”

    Marc shakes his head and shoves his hands into his pockets. “Is it wrong I want to spend time with just you?”

    I glance down at the ground, kicking a small pebble. “I just said you should pay a visit home. It doesn’t mean anything.”

    “To me it does,” Marv growls. “I’m sorry, but I can’t keep on acting like it didn’t happen.”

    I scowl, never once looking up at him. “Marv, we talked about this.”

    He grabs me, turning me around so his back to towards the crowds. “You talked about it,” he says. “Andy, we made love that night.”

    “No,” I look up at him. “Marve we didn’t we just-”

    “Kiss her, kiss her.”

    I turn, glaring at Jemima as she hunkers down on a crate. “Fuck off!” I snap at her.

    “Fuck you,” she snaps. “Better yet, fuck him again.”

    My cheeks burn, and I rip away from Marv, heading towards and gate and trying to get ahead of him.

    “Andy, wait,” Marv chases me down, grabbing my shoulder.

    I brush him off. “Marv, what do you want from me?” I look up at him. “We’re partners, we work together, and that’s great. You’re my friend and I-” I stop when I look back into his eyes. I look down, feeling a touch defeated.

    Marv touches my cheek and tilts my head up to look at him again. “Why do you keep running away?” He asks. “Where am I going to go?”

    I put my hand on his wrist. “I don’t want to hurt what we have,” I whisper. “We agreed it was a one-time thing. We both needed it at the time.”

    “What do we have?” Marv asks, tilting his head. 

    I sigh and step away from him. “Our partnership is-” I struggle to try to come up with a reason. Marv and I have been working amazingly well. We’re good friends, and our bond is so strong. Our powers work with one another, and we’ve done amazing things. And yet, we both long for more. But I have fears, and I don’t want to lose Marv to them.

    I look back up at Marv and give him a sad smile. “Our partnership means more to me than I can even word,” I tell him. “Your friendship has been the best year of my life but-”

    Marv grabs my hand, pulling me close and he bends down, pressing a kiss to my lips.

    “Oh fuck yes.” Jemima shivers.

    I whip around, glaring at Jemima who is watching us from the gate. I throw a bolt at her, and she hisses and yowls, disappearing back into the barrier that seals shut. 

    “That wasn’t very smart,” Marv murmurs.

    I shove him. “Neither was that!” I snap. I then grab him back again, planting a long, deep kiss on his lips. He tastes like the waffles he had breakfast.

    I shove him away and snarl in frustration. I ball up my fists and thrust them down. “How could you?” I grunt.

    Marv smirks. “You liked it right?”

    I glare up at him, but I melt a little. “Damn you,” I whisper.

    Marv holds out his hand, and I take it. “Please, let us try Andy. I promise it can only make our bond stronger. Everything you said, that’s love.” he squeezes my hand. “Admit it, ignoring your feelings has only hurt it. I know. I feel it too. I’ve been wanting it too.”

    I think back to Lazarus and his wedding ring. “What if we hurt each other?” My voice cracks as I look up at him.

    “Do you honestly think that will happen?” Marv scoffs. 

    My heart flutters and I smile at him. “I’m just scared. Ok? I’ve not been too lucky when it comes to...this.” I scratch the back of my neck, walking alongside Marv.

    “I’m still around after a year,” Marv chuckles. “I’ve seen it all already.”

    I scowl up at him. “Hey,” I huff. “What is that supposed to mean?” I yank on his hand, and he bites back a grin.

    “Just saying, sharing the same space with you all this year,” he shrugs. “I’ve seen the good and bad there is. And it’s only made me love you more.”

    I squeeze his hands extra hard. “You what?”

    He stills just before the door of the office. “I said I love you. You know that.” He opens the door, but I stall.

    I grumble under my breath.

    “What was that?” He leans down.

    “I love you too,” I huff, still grumbling.

    Marv looks at me and grins. “Come on, you can say it better than that.”

    I huff and kick my foot. I look up at him, and I blurt it out, “I love you, dammit!” I shove him, and he grabs my wrists.

    Marv kisses me, picking me up as he walks through the door.

    “Oh hey kids, you’re back,” my grandfather says.

    Marv and I still, I turn and look at my grandfather sitting at the desk. He looks at me, smirking to himself. “Fun trip to the Goblin Market?” He asks.

    Marv sets me down, and I feel my throat close up. “Yeah uhm. Lazarus was surprisingly-” I stumble over my words.

    “Cepheus,” Marv steps forward. “I’m in love with Andy.”

    Cepheus looks up at him and shrugs. “Yeah, and?”

    I squeak and freeze up.

    Marv seems a bit thrown. “Well, don’t you-”

    “Andromeda is a grown woman,” Cepheus says. “And I like you, Marvin,” he continues. “I’ve known this was coming since I saw you two standing next to each other. You’d have to be a fool to deny that, right Andromeda?” He winks at me, and I look away from him.

    Marv sighs. “Well, I appreciate that, sir.”

    Cepheus stands up. “I’ll leave you two then. I’ve got a date with Jemima.” He says as he walks out the door.

    “Wait what?” I gasp as I finally take in what he’s said.

    Marv grabs my wrist, tugging me closer to him. “Andy,” he whispers.

    I look up at him and feel my face burn. I nod and lead him to the stairs, heading upstairs to my apartment. We go inside, and I take off my coat. I don’t know what to do. I’ve had Marv over in my place many times. But now, this was way different.

    Back when we had sex that first time, it all just happened. We had just escaped an orc gang and had managed to hide out in an old motel. We were running on adrenaline, and our magic was still connected. When Marv touched me, trying to check on me, I pull him into bed, kissing him and wrapping my body around him. 

    It was amazing. 

    “Andy,” Marv touches my hair and caresses the nape of my neck. 

    I swallow and glance up at him. “Hi,” I whisper.

    He smiles at me. He cups my chin and runs his thumb along my bottom lip. “Hi,” he answers back. 

    “Let me get comfy,” I say, pulling away. “I’ll make us some lunch.”

    “I’ll order something, it’s my turn anyway,” Marv says. “Is Corporal Hunan’s ok?” He says, taking his phone from his pocket.

    I nod. “You know what I like.” I go into my room, closing the door. I shiver, sliding my hand down my chest. I change into shorts and an old t-shirt. When I come out, I see that Marv has taken off his flannel. All he has on is the tight, white tank he wears underneath. His back is turned to me, so I’m able to stare for a while. His back is so broad and sculpted, and the way the tank pulls tight over it makes me a little weak in the knees.

    Marv glances over his shoulder and smirks at me. “Comfy?”

    My face burns with shame. I had been ogling him like some pervy teenager. I walk out and grab the hem of his tank top. “If you’re going to stand around looking like that, you might as well just take this off.”

    Marv leans back, bracing against the counter as I tug his shirt up. I run my hands along his scales, feeling my fingers ripple on his thick muscles. I dip down, kissing his ribs and his breath shudders.

    “Careful,” he growls. “I don’t want the delivery guy walking into my cock.”

    I chuckle, pulling back and covering my mouth with hand. “Marv, oh my god.”

    Marv dips down, kissing my cheek and temple. “Funny, right?”

    I turn my head, meeting his kiss and tugging onto his shirt. “You’re always funny,” I tell him. “But I mean it, take that off, it only makes it worse.”

    I bite my lip as I watch him peel away the tank top. The way his body moves as his arms raise above his head, the little pop of the hip bone that drives me crazy for no reason other than existing on his body. His hand pets down his chest, and he smirks at me.

    “Did you like that?” Marv purrs.

    I smirk, biting my cheek. “A little too much.”

    He grabs me, picking me up and kissing me. His sharp teeth drag down my neck and his hand palms my ass. I shudder, taking a gasping breath between kisses until the doorbell rings.

    Marv grabs his flannel, putting it on quickly. “I’ll go down and get it,” he kisses me again briefly before he walks out.

    I swoon, taking in a deep breath. I touch my lips, smiling to myself as I feel the heat pool between my thighs. I can feel my panties getting wet. It’s been a long time since I’ve felt this need swell in me.

    Marv returns with the takeout bags in his hand. He sets them down and looks at me. “Would you like dinner, a bath, or me?” He growls.

    I snort and cover my mouth with my palm again. “Oh my god,” I giggle.

    “I’m hungry if I’m honest,” Marv growls. “Go sit on the sofa.”

    I’m a little disappointed, but I nod and go sit down on the sofa. I turn on the TV as Marv walks around the side of the couch. He pushes the coffee table away and kneels down on the ground before the sofa.

    “Marv?” I gasp.

    He grabs my hips, lifting them as he pulls off my shorts. I shiver, feeling my nipples get painfully erect. He growls, kissing my legs and nibbling at my thighs.

    “I thought you were hungry,” I moan as I melt into the couch.

    Marv’s eyes flicker up to me from between my thighs. “I am,” he snarls. He kisses my mound and his tongue laps between my folds.

    I whimper, biting back my breath as his tongue slips inside. He touch the back of his head, cupping the nape of his neck as he burrows deeper between my legs. My breath hitches as his tongue finds my clit. He growls softly, the vibrations of it carry through my entire body.

    I lay my head back, gasping softly and twitching as his kisses and tongue explore me. The heat in my core is growing, bubbling and boiling over inside me. I gasp and shudder, grasping the back of Marv’s head with both hands. I gasp, my hips bucking.

    “Oh fuck,” I gasp. “Marv,” I mewl. “Oh fuck, Marv.” I squeeze my thighs around his head, nearly levitating off the sofa as he slurps a long, throbbing orgasm from me.

    I pant, gasping and going slightly limp. I look up as Marv raises from between my legs, a smug grin on his face. 

    “Delicious,” he licks his chops.

    I moan softly, lifting myself up. “Damn.”

    He leans down, kissing me and pressing me back into the sofa. “Was that good?”

    I kiss him, pulling him close. “Yes,” I purr.

    He smirks, picking me up from the sofa. He carries me to the bedroom, kissing me as he lays me down in bed. He kicks off his pants, and I feel his cock on my belly. It’s so big and thick, I’d be shocked by it if I hadn’t taken it once before.

    I reach down, stroking him and pressing close to his bare body. “Marv,” I mewl to him. I spread my thighs, guiding his cock to my entrance.

    He pushes his tip inside, and I bite my lip. He stretches me, and as he inches deeper, I can feel everything. Every vein, every bump. I gasp softly, feeling him buried deep inside me, deep enough he makes my belly bulge slightly. 

    Marv stills, panting as he meets my eyes. “Ok?” He whispers.

    I touch his chest, nodding. “Yeah,” I swallow. I roll my hips and let out a soft moan.

    He starts to move, pulling out and then spearing himself into me again. I gasp, shivering as he begins to move faster. He’ll pick up speed then slow down, doing this both feels amazing and it tortures me. I know his power and what he’s capable of in bed. I know how good he feels.

    I look up at him, watching his expression and the way his body moves. I cling to him, gasping as he starts to pick up speed again. My body sways and sloshes with his efforts, and his eyes watch every second of it.

    He starts to go harder, my thighs clapping to his legs as he bucks and thrusts. I cry out, feeling the surge of heat build up inside me again. His hand pets down and his fingers swirl around my clit, tapping it and stroking it.

    I cry out, digging my fingers into his arms. My back arches off the bed and my eyes roll to the back of my head. My mind goes to white noise and his thick cock throbs and surges. He snarls, grunting and bucking harder into me. His movements become harsh and jerky, and then he stills. A low, long groan leaves his lips, and I feel him dribbling out of my slit.

    He flops down, laying beside me with his arm laying over top of me. We lay like this for a long time before he pulls himself up. His arms are trembling as he supports himself.

    “Where are you going?” I pant.

    “Food,” he grunts. “Right back.” He gets up, his legs wobbling as he tries to walk.

    I giggle, enjoying the sight of his bare back and ass as he walks into the kitchen. He comes back, bringing the bags of takeout. He helps me sit up, and he places a cold bottle of water into my hands.

    “I’ll be sore later,” I giggle.

    “Sorry,” Marv growls. “I got a little carried away.” He sits down in front of me, opening a container of spicy shrimp.

    I look at him, feeling my heart sputtering and trying to catch up. He’s so beautiful it takes my breath away. I love him so much. 

    “I liked it,” I whisper to him. 

    He offers me a bite from his chopsticks, and I take it.

    “I love you too, Andy.”

    I smile at him. “I love you, Marv.”

    He chuckles, and he motions to the bag. “Go ahead, eat. You’ll need the energy for later.”

    I arch my brows at him, grabbing a box. “You sound awfully confident when you say that,” I chuckle. “What did you have in mind?”

    He licks his lips. “I’m not done with you yet. I have a lot saved up inside me,” he growls. His golden eyes narrow in on me. “There’s so much I want to show you.”

    I swallow and nod. My heart can’t seem to catch a break. It’s still recovering from two orgasms, as well as seeing Marv look so gorgeous before me. 

I slurp up noodles, and they slap against my cheek. “We have a lot to make up for,” I purr. “So-” I take a bite of chow mein. “Maybe we should take a vacation.”

    Marv grins. “I like the sound of that.” he reaches out, wiping some sauce from the corner of my mouth and cheek.