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Eirik closed his eyes, not wanting to face the answer to his next question. "Are you enticing me a purpose, Ljuflingur?" In the stories, all the huldufolk were capable of seductive wiles and fiendish lures. Ljuflingur, though, could capture hearts, and Eirik had never heard of one denied the object of his or her fancy.
Silence. When at last Eirik opened his eyes, he saw that Kaer had retreated to his side of the pool, where he stood with his back to Eirik.
"Kaer?" Eirik ventured softly. "Kaer, I'm sorry. I didn't—"
"Forget it," Kaer said sharply. He shook his head angrily, then raked a hand through his silky mane, gathering the black mass over one shoulder. He sank down into the water, as if to conceal the exposed stretch of his perfect back.
Guilt washed over Eirik. He stood and moved towards Kaer, acutely aware—and horrified—that his erect phallus broke the surface of the water as he did so. He kept a safe distance and bent his knees to hide it, but put one hand on Kaer's bared shoulder. "Kaer, I'm sorry."
Kaer turned, bitterness etched into his beautiful face. "Don't be," he whispered. "It's my fault. I didn't mean to—to force you." He gazed up at Eirik, looking desperately unhappy. "I can't help it."
"It's not your fault," Eirik told him sharply. "It was a stupid thing to say."
"Why?" Kaer wanted to know.
"Because," Eirik said firmly, "I knew the answer. I thought I cared, but I realize now that I don't." He wiped the hair from Kaer's upturned face. "You are striking, and tempting, and surprisingly playful and generous. If your allure has anything to do with a ljuflingur's charm, I believe it is not ill-meant. I'm a grown man, Kaer, and claim my own desires. No-one's forcing anyone."
Disbelief shaded Kaer's silver eyes. "Don't you see, Eirik, why I can never trust that?"
Eirik took Kaer's hand and guided it down to his rock hard cock, which twitched and jerked on contact. "If you don't believe this," he said, almost losing his feet as Kaer's hand wrapped adeptly around his length, "believe this." He pushed the young man gently back and captured his mouth again. Laboring to be both gentle and passionate, he put all his trust and need into the kiss. He didn't pull back to look at Kaer until he stopped struggling.
Eirik's heart contracted within his chest when he saw that the boy was smiling up at him with joy and lust and no trace of doubt. "I want to take you," Eirik told him roughly.
"Prove it," Kaer whispered, and Eirik knew he believed him.
He lifted the smaller man up out of the water to change places with him. Kaer shivered as the cold air caressed his skin, but he wrapped his legs around Eirik and pulled in to his embrace. Eirik felt Kaer's erection jab momentarily against his stomach, before he settled back down onto the hot rocks with Kaer straddling his lap. Kaer placed a hand to either side of Eirik's head on the pool edge, and leaned in for another kiss. As their lips met, Kaer began to gyrate his hips, rubbing his cock against Eirik's.
Eirik moaned and sucked on Kaer's tongue. He was sure his cock had never been this hard before in his life. He reached under the water and grasped Kaer's hips, pulling the boy in as he thrust against him. Kaer's hands wrapped themselves in Eirik's cropped hair, grabbing fistfuls as his kisses traced the corner of Eirik's mouth, then his chin, then his neck and shoulders. Eirik gasped and threw his head back when Kaer pinched his nipples. Kaer ran his hands over Eirik's chest and shoulders, scooping hot water over every exposed spot. Eirik groaned loudly, too hot and too cold, shivering and sweating at once.
Kaer's warm mouth closed over a nipple. Still grinding wantonly on Eirik's lap, he licked and sucked with abandon. He switched back and forth between nipples, building gradually from suckling to tugging at the sensitive nubs with his teeth. Without warning, he bit down hard. Eirik yelped and dashed water into the boy's face.
"That hurt," he grated, but a laughing Kaer just silenced his complaints by covering Eirik's mouth with his own.
Then the young man slipped back and off of Eirik's lap, sinking down into the clear water and letting his hands fall to Eirik's bare thighs. He grazed their lengths to the knee. Kaer traced his way back up more slowly, looking into Eirik's eyes the entire time, shifting tantalizingly to the inside of Eirik's thighs. Eirik's breath caught as dexterous fingers found his balls. Kaer fondled them playfully as he rose up again and nestled his face against Eirik's. His breath was hot on Eirik's ear as he whispered, "Huldufolk can't breathe underwater."
Eirik didn't need another hint. He pushed himself up so that his naked buttocks sat on the rock rim of the little pool, his cock reaching for the clouded sky above. It strained and pulsed, unbelievable tight, as if it might fly away like a bird if only it pulled hard enough. The stone itself was warm, heated by its contact with the hotter rocks beneath the earth's surface, but the air was bitingly cold. Eirik registered this, then forgot it. "No teeth," he warned, and was rewarded by Kaer's smirk as he positioned himself, balancing his weight with his hands just above Eirik's knees. It made his heart ache to see Kaer so happy.
In the next second, all thoughts fled his mind as Kaer bent forward gracefully to place a lingering kiss on the point where Eirik's cock met his balls. He felt the warm wetness of Kaer's tongue massage the tender area before traveling up the length of his cock, following the slightly protruding ridge along the underside from base to tip. The trail of wetness tingled in the winter air. Kaer swirled his tongue around the tip, and then licked his way back to Eirik's balls, which he also licked thoroughly. One by one, Kaer pulled his balls into his mouth and suckled gently. He was free with his saliva, leaving Eirik's balls dripping as Kaer returned his attention to the length of his cock. His tongue kissed and caressed every inch of it while Eirik watched, captivated by the sight of his cock stretched against the length of Kaer's pale, carved features. Only when it was thoroughly moistened with his spit did Kaer close his mouth around the tip and slide down around the whole of Eirik's erection with an astonishing swiftness. With a loud gasp, Eirik released the breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding.
He could feel the tip of his cock pressed hard against the back of Kaer's throat. He tried to breathe, but the savage whines that tore from his own throat scared him. Kaer's lips, swollen and bruised from Eirik's rough kisses, remained clamped around Eirik's stiffness as they slid back up to the tip, and then sank all the way back down to the base.
Slowly—agonizingly slowly—Kaer rocked his face back and forward. Eirik trembled with the effort of remaining still. He did not want to hurt the boy. The sun emerged from behind the clouds, suddenly, brushing Eirik's bare chest with a hint of warmth, and striking the waters of the little pool with a blinding sparkle.
Silhouetted against the breathtaking island landscape, Kaer added a hand and then more speed, until he was sucking Eirik's cock for all he was worth. His fierce enthusiasm swept away the last of Eirik's control. Bracing himself with his widespread feet against some underwater rocks, he leaned forward and tangled both hands in Kaer's long hair, pulling the young man's head in closer and forcing it to match the rhythm of his restrained thrusts.
Kaer moaned into his cock as if it were a harmonica, producing spine-tingling vibrations. His hands slipped from Eirik's thighs to his stomach, and he pressed hard against the muscles of Eirik's abs, seeking to control the pace and depth.
Eirik viewed this as acceptance of whatever pace and depth he could get away with, and tested that limit. Always mindful to back off whenever Kaer's hands shoved into his stomach, he held the boy's head still and pumped with a rousing alacrity into his face, forcing the entire length of his cock in and out, over and over. Kaer fought back, seeking to maintain enough control so as to ply his skilled tongue against the invader in his mouth.
It was a detectable battle.
Finally, Kaer jerked his head free, turning to take great gulps of the cool air. He looked disheveled and feral and lovely. Eirik watched him with concern,
his erect cock swaying between them.
"Kaer?" he asked, quiet but urgent. "Are you all right?"
The boy nodded, surprising Eirik with a shy smile. Shyness was the last thing he expected from the intoxicating ljuflingur who had just done his best to swallow Eirik's entire cock. "I'm fine," Kaer said tentatively. "Just—just, that was... a lot."
