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What the fuck?
"Uh, Orion?"
“Yes?”
“Are we going to… do sex?”
I had no idea what we were even supposed to be doing, but he wasn’t helping, so I rose from the couch and placed my hands on his chest. Well, I tried to. He neatly sidestepped away from my touch. I reached a hand out experimentally and he leaned away. Oh my God.
"I’m confused.” I practically whined the words. “I’ve been around the sexiest person and incubus on the planet for so long and sex has beenso closeand yetso farthat my balls have invented new shades of blue from all the serious blue balls they’ve been suffering through. And your energy, man, it’s like weirdly sexy bees always buzzing against my skin. It’s been torture but not actual torture. Not likethis,telling me we can have sex and then we’re not having sex? You can’t do this to me! You can’t expect me to solve a sex riddle when I’m this horny!"
He raised an eyebrow. “You’re not having fun? I am.”
Frustration began overtaking the lust. I still wanted to screw, but I needed to complain about this fucker too. No, this stupid, sexynon-fucker.
“Man, you don’t know how many people have told me that I’m the biggest asshole on the planet. I’ve probably set some kind of record. I’m kinda proud, but I don’t keep score, you know? If, like, 47 people think I’m the most terrible human ever, that I beat trolls on the internet and racists and people wearing socks with sandals, then that sucks. The exact number just makes it fucking depressing. But now I wish I had kept track because then I could call up each and every one of them and say,you think I’m the worst?Joke’s on you sucker. You’re wrong!Orion Lennoxis the biggest asshole to ever live.”
"Oh really?" He sounded so smug, almost a purr. Did my distress please him so much?
Hey, wait. This wasn’t right.
"Is not being annoyed by me a magical sex power you get when turning on the charm? You don’t enjoy me bothering you nearly this much."
His jaw normally clenched tighter and tighter while he endured my words in quietly pissed off silence until I tired myself out and gave up on provoking a rise out of him.
He took a small step closer, hallelujah. “It’s different this time."
"How?"
Orion grinned. "Because I can finally, finallyshut you upin the way I’ve been dying to since we met."
“Huh?” Stewing in horny confusion, it took a second to get the message.OhmyGod.“Oh, I see what you did there.”
Then I couldn’t talk anymore because everybody was busy trying to shove a dick in my mouth, including me.
The desperation wasn’t pretty as my knees hit the floor hard in his living room. Almost as soon as I hit the ground Orion’s pants were around his ankles and a hard, hot incubus cock was working its way into my throat.
When Orion said we needed to set the conditions for his fantasy, he wasn’t talking about grabbing some strawberries and whipped cream or some handcuffs if he was a kinky inc. He meant he needed to get me talking and spouting off my particular brand of bullshit so that he could take great pleasure in shutting me up. With his cock.
Him giving me something better to do with my mouth than talk, that was his fantasy.
And I was so on board, getting him as far as I could in my throat, nearly gagging at the first insistent push and then definitely gagging when he pulled out and pushed back in and just stayed there, but it didn’t matter. I eventually relaxed the muscles there and just let him in.
Orion set a fast rhythm, giving me only a second to breathe between each thrust. He controlled how much I took of him and moved my head where he wanted.
With him enthusiastically fucking my mouth, it left me little to do other than just open wide and enjoy the taste of him on my tongue. His gaze was palpable, eyes locked on the image of his dick disappearing past my lips while his hands were firm and ever present on side of my face.
"Mmmm."His purr made my cock throb where it was trapped in my jeans. “I’m not sure who’s enjoying this more, me or you.”
My mouth made some pathetic sounds in response.
"What’s that, Rob?” He smiled, the fucker. “I can’t quite hear you.”
