"I think I have you against a wall," he said, voice low."I think we should practice, just in case."
Just the sound of him, the low rumble of his subvocals, and the feel of his hand pressing against my hip as he stared at me through his thick lashes was enough to make a hot pulse of desire throb beneath my skin.I nodded, words lost to me, and then he closed the distance between us, sliding his perfect mouth against mine.His hands worked at the ties at the waist of my pants, and I realized with an aborted groan that he wasshaking, his fingers unsteady.
I tipped my head forward, licking into his mouth, feeling the sharp ridges of his teeth with my tongue, one hand grasping the back of his neck to hold him in place so I could kiss him the way he deserved – thoroughly, unreservedly,hungrily.Araxis's breath caught in his throat as I sucked on his lower lip before devouring him once again.
His cool handslidinside my pants, fingers caressing my hardening cock as it filled, moment by moment, with heat and want."Can't," I hissed into his mouth."You're not allowed to touch."
"But I want to," he breathed against me, before I cut him off with a hard kiss again, and his words dissolved into a moan.His hand spasmed near my dick, and I had to reach down and grasp his wrist.My cock throbbed as his fingers brushed it again, and I hissed.
"You're being bad.Practice makes perfect."My fingers tightened on his wrist, and Araxis whimpered – soft and needy, and I knew, in thatmoment, that I wanted to hear that sound a thousand more times.I pushed his wrist so that his hand was resting at the outer edge of my hip, his fingers tightening divots into the curve of my ass.I shifted my other leg, just slightly, and added, "And if you behave yourself, you can get yourself off by riding my thigh while I make myself come.Would you like that?"
He noddedagainst the side of my neck, breathing raggedly as he shifted his body so that his slit would grind against the muscle of my thigh.My hand dropped from his neck to the curve of his ass, encouraging him, while the other released his wrist finally.I lifted my palm to my mouth and spit in it, then reaching down to grab my own cock.
The feeling of my own hand wrapping around my shaft was familiar, but I jolted all the same as Araxis rolled his hips against me.I slid my fingers to my cockhead, gathering the pre-come already beaded there, so that I could tighten my grip the way I liked.As I shifted my wrist, my hand jostled against Araxis's, which was pressed hard against my skin; hisfingersdug into my skin, bruise-deep, and my hips jerked forward, unbidden.
He groaned against me, hips stuttering against my thigh, and my spit-slicked grip tightened as I stroked myself in a rhythm I liked.His free hand caught my shoulder, holding me, tangled up in my sweater.
I tilted my head as one hand worked my own cock, my other kneading Araxis, encouraging him, as he ground himself against me; I slid my mouth near his pointed ear."Tell me how wet you are," I murmured against him.
He shuddered, the iridescent pattern in his skin gleaming in the dim light as the galaxy streaked by outside this tiny space."I'm – hn, youknow."He hissed the words out like they were painful,his chest rumbling,hands trembling.The one on my hip wasshaking, as if holding it in place required all the strength he had in his gorgeous arms.
"I know you're wet for me," I continued, hoarse.My own hips stuttered as he writhed against me, my grip spasming as I picked upthe speed of my hand over my cock.My musclestensed, my balls tightening, and I knew I could finish soon.But I needed him to come against me first, just from riding my thigh.
Araxis's mouth was open against the hot skin of my neck."Sashen," he hissed; I shifted so that I could raise my leg a little higher, grind it into him more, and he gasped, a broken sound, hips jerking.His fingers dug harder into my hip, aching as they bit bruises into meIwantedhim to leave a mark.I wanted to findprooflaterthat I’d had him like this.
He was close, and I'd take him there.My hand stuttered around my cock, and I knew if I didn't get him off soon, I'd go over the edge first, so I pressed my hand harder against his ass, thrusting my thigh against him, and I tilted my head to brush his pale ear."I want you dripping, and after you come, I'm going to go to my knees and you can fuck my mouth with that pretty pink cock."
He cried out, shocked, and spasmed against me, a flood of wet dampening my thigh even through his clothes, and it wasthat– how drenched he was, how perfect – that sent me over the edge.My dick jerked in my hand as I came, sudden and hard, light exploding behind my eyelids.His hand shifted from my thigh, reaching to cover my hand around my shaft, grasping greedily as the last spurts of come jerked out of me.Kneading and tugging to milk every last drop.
I groaned, tipping my head back against the shelf with a thud, and hauled Araxis tighter against me as he pressed a hot kiss to the sensitive skin of my throat, teeth grazing the place where my pulse hammered its unsteady rhythm."I think that's convincing," he said against my skin, dazed.He leaned back to look at me, eyes glassy with pleasure, and added, "I think the audiences at home will very much appreciate your filthy mouth."
"That's just for you," I said.I pulled my hand out of my pants, wiping it on the front of my legs – I had to do laundry before I left anyway – before pushing Araxis backwards across the narrow roomto the other wall,not so much a shove as a nudge.He still lookedhalf-drunk, and I didn't want to be too rough."I did make you a promise though, and I always keep my promises."
He watched me, half-lidded, as I sank to the floor in front of him.I wanted to taste him again, and I wanted him to continue using me like I was his for the taking, his for the claiming.I mouthed the outline of his cock through the thin fabric of his pants, his hips stuttering against me as a loose moan caught in his pretty white throat.
"I told you earlier that I could take a lot without choking."I reached up and undid the tie of his pants, tugging them down and admiring his wet pink length, gleaming and practically dripping along the ridges."You should see if I was telling the truth."His cock was delectable: pink, narrow, and glistening, the tapered ridges that ran down the length a deeper pink.I knew that those ridges would pulse and quiver as he got close to coming, and I wished I had all the time in the world to bring him close, again and again, so that I could hold him on that sweet edge when he was pliant and sensitive.I wondered how many times I could bring him off before his body needed rest.His thighs were already slicked with his own lubricant.Would I be able to fuck him, then suck him, and then plunge back in again?
I wanted forever so I could find all the answers.But I had more pressing matters to deal with, and the little pulses of glistening moisture that beaded along the length of those ridges reminded me that Araxis was still waiting.
I grasped the base of his cock in one hand, his shaft slick and ready, and I traced the length of one ridge with my tongue from the edge of my hand to the very tip of his cock.Araxis hissed, hips snapping forward.Good, that was exactly what I wanted.I let my hand drop away from his dick, instead reaching to grab both narrow hips, and I flattened my tongue as I sank my mouth deep onto his length.One of his hands tangled itself in my hair, and his hips rolled forward, his cock wet and hot and hard in my mouth, sliding deeper.
I relaxed my throat, and urged him deeper with my fingers digging divots into the bare skin of his ass, while I inhaled through my nose.
"Oh," he breathed above me, sounding so sweetly surprised.I would have snorted, except that his wet cock was gliding across my tongue, bumping against the roof of my mouth.I moaned around him, and he responded by thrusting gently into me.He was sweet and wet andperfect– the perfect length to pull my attention to the task at hand, but not so long or thick that I was choking and gagging the whole time.
I tugged backwards slightly, and he released my head immediately.He was watching me nervously, like he was afraid he was getting it wrong.
I guess he did have that shy side, which I'd liked so much, after all.
"Keep touching me like that," I said, voice low and raspy."And hold me like you mean it."And then I pushed forward again, kneeling before him with my mouth open and my tongue flat before him.I grabbed his cock with one hand and rocked him toward me, pressing his slippery length against my tongue and then urging him inside my mouth again.
He seemed to understand now, and fisted one hand hard in my hair, commanding.And then he set to fucking my mouth in earnest, rocking his hips forward, his cock filling me, slick against my tongue as I curled it so I could feel his ridges pressing into me.He thrust, my neck aching from the angle, and my own cock was twitching again in interest at the sound of his wet length in my mouth, how I was slurping hungrily, ravenously, moaning as he rumbled above me.Araxis thrust deep into my mouth, my throat relaxing instinctively, and he twisted his hand in my hair, holding me there, filling me.I swallowed, and he groaned as I sucked and worked my tongue against him.The ridges of his cock were twitching now, quivering, and I knew he was close.
I slid one hand to the skin beneath his cock and slipped two fingers inside of his pulsing slit, and a shocked sound choked out of his throat.Araxis's hold on my hair loosened, just slightly, so that he could gently pull my head back just a bit before he thrust himself into my throat again.His hips jerked against me, cock filling me,slipperyand incredibly wet; I could feel drool and his slick drippingdown my chin as he worked me,usedme.His dick was practically quivering in my mouth, his slit pulsing around my fingers as I traced the ridges running inside of him as well.He hissed something unfamiliar in abayan, and then he came in pulses of sweet liquid, filling my mouth as his channel spasmed around my fingers, slick dripping down my wrist.I swallowed greedily as he flooded my mouth, and then he made a shocked sound and pulled himself free.
I looked up at him from my wet lashes, curious, my hand sliding from his slit and trailing slick down his milky white thigh.His eyes were wide."Okay?"I asked, voice hoarse.
"Yes," he said."It's just – I –" He was already flushed, but the colour deepened."I came again."
