“Right?” he agreed. “Of course it hurt. But only for a minute.”
“Does it bring you pleasure the rest of the time?” Adrissu asked, finally tearing his eyes away from the human’s cock to look him in the face. A slight flush had risen in Volkmar’s cheeks.
“I like knowing that it’s there,” he said, then his voice dropped to a more husky tone. “But I’m guessing that’s not what you meant.”
Adrissu shifted back, so he was now between Volkmar’s spread legs, and bent his head to take his cock into his mouth. Volkmar yelped, partly in surprise, and Adrissu felt his cock jump and flex in his mouth, the human’s hand fisting in his hair. He felt around the warm metal beads with his tongue, lightly moving them back and forth; it did not seem to bring him to any great height of pleasure, but it did not appear to hurt him either.
Volkmar’s cock was smaller than he remembered Ruan’s being, but that only meant he could get all of it into his mouth with little effort. Volkmar groaned as Adrissu’s nose pressed to where his pubic hair would be, but the skin was mostly smooth and hairless. Clearly, Volkmar was meticulous with grooming—Adrissu could not recall seeing any body hair on him, and even this close, he only felt a tiny prickle against his skin, where it might just be starting to grow back.
The taste of him was overwhelming. Adrissu moaned low in the back of his throat at the strange familiarity of it—entirely new on his tongue, yet as familiar as if he’d always known it. His smell, his musk, made the most feral parts of him growl with the need to claim, to protect. Adrissu sucked him greedily, until Volkmar was gasping and trembling above him.
“Wait, wait,” he panted, his grip tightening in Adrissu’s hair in a weak attempt to pull him away. “I don’t—I don’t want to come yet.”
Adrissu growled, but slowly pulled away, letting his tongue drag against the underside of Volkmar’s cock as he did. As he straightened, Volkmar laughed weakly and covered his eyes with one hand.
“You,” he said, peeking up at Adrissu through his fingers, “are probably the most attentive lover I’ve ever had.”
Something hot sparked deep in the pit of his stomach—jealousy at the thought of how many lovers Volkmar must have had before him. But it was pointless to be jealous of something in the past, he told himself, forcing himself to focus. Nothing would ruin this.
“I’ve barely begun,” he murmured in reply, his voice gravelly. Volkmar’s cock twitched under him.
“At least get out of some of those,” Volkmar said, tugging on the belt of his robe. Adrissu blinked—he’d forgotten he was still clothed—and smiled softly. He allowed Volkmar to loosen his belt before slipping out of the robe, peeling off the undershirt beneath it, and pushing down the breeches that hugged his waist. Volkmar watched him hungrily, his eyes lingering on Adrissu’s chest as he disrobed, before flickering down to watch his hands loosen his breeches, and lighting up in delight as he pulled them down.
“Gods, you look delicious,” Volkmar groaned. He started to push himself up, lips parted eagerly—Adrissu was tempted to push him back down, but the human was quick, capturing the head of his cock in his mouth before he could pull away. Adrissu bit back a moan as heat enveloped him. It had been years—decades—since someone else had touched his cock, and Volkmar had jumped right into it effortlessly.
But he especially did not want to come already, so he allowed Volkmar to bob up and down the length of his cock for only a few moments, before running his fingers through the human’s long hair and gripping it near the base of his neck to pull him away. Volkmar’s gaze was entirely smug as he looked up at Adrissu, evidently already certain of why he’d been pulled away.
“Lay back,” Adrissu said, and Volkmar obeyed without hesitation. “There should be a bottle of lubricant in the drawer to your right.”
Volkmar blinked, then reached for the bedside drawer. When he retrieved the glass vial, he looked at it and laughed.
“Gods, this isvintage,”he chuckled, shaking his head. “The label looks older than I am.”
It was, Adrissu thought with a slight pang of...something.Not quite sadness, not anymore, but maybe a pining for the way things had once been. But he only smirked and said softly, “It probably is. My kind live rather long lives, after all.”
Volkmar’s gaze became serious. “Don’t tell me you haven’tusedthis in that long.”
Adrissu laughed. “Guilty as charged. But again, long lives and all... It doesn’t feel like it’s been too terribly long.”
Volkmar’s face went through a few different expressions very rapidly. He seemed at first startled, then confused, then an almost shy smile spread across his lips. “Well,” he murmured, pressing the bottle into Adrissu’s hands. “I’m glad to be the one to finally be ending your dry spell, then.”
“As am I,” Adrissu said. “Pull your legs up.” Volkmar immediately obeyed, pulling his knees up to his chest. Adrissu gripped his thighs, spreading him further apart till his asshole was on display, just as carefully groomed as the rest of him. He had not planned to, but something in him snapped at the sight of Volkmar splayed out and vulnerable beneath him, barely an hour after they’d first met—so he dove down to lick a hot stripe from the soft bud of his opening up to the seam of his balls.
“Oh,fuck,” Volkmar gasped. Even from where he was, Adrissu could practically hear the way his eyes rolled with pleasure. “That feels so good.”
Adrissu kept his attention on Volkmar’s opening, trailing his tongue around the ring of muscle until it twitched against him, opening up enough for the tip of his tongue to dip inside. Volkmar moaned, his hips bucking slightly with weakly restrained movements.
“Please,” the human whimpered, fingers moving restlessly along Adrissu’s scalp. “Please just fuck me.”
The words were a thunderbolt straight to his cock. Adrissu pushed himself up, relishing the blissed-out, dazed expression on Volkmar’s face, his eyes dark with desire. Precome glistened on his stomach where the head of his cock was pressed.
“Since you asked so nicely,” Adrissu murmured, shifting so he could watch as he pushed a finger inside of Volkmar. He was already slick and glistening with saliva, combined with oil from the glass bottle, so his first finger slid in with little resistance. Volkmar made a low, soft sound of satisfaction, and Adrissu stifled a groan that threatened to break free from the back of his throat. The human was hot and tight around him, perfectly pliant, and he knew he would feel incredible around his cock.
Volkmar opened up for him easily, and for all that Adrissu wanted to savor the moment, the human seemed more than eager to get to the main event. He begged first for a second finger, then a third, then his cock—a plea that was impossible to ignore.
“So impatient,” Adrissu murmured, kissing along the warm expanse of the human’s thighs. “Is that what you want?”
“Yes, please,” Volkmar panted, squirming beneath him. “Please, I want your cock.”
