He peeked at me, his brows furrowed, but nodded uncertainly.
“Wrap your fingers around the base and squeeze if you feel close. It should help. Unless you would prefer me to stop–”
He didn’t even let me finish that sentence, finally twisting enough that I could see his face. “No! Don’t stop! Don’t ever stop! Please, Orthorr!”
Seeing the open honesty on his face, I took him at his word, pushing a little more inside him. He made a choked sound, scrambling to reach beneath him, and moaned almost constantly as I sank into him. He made no sounds of pain or discomfort, and when my hips pressed against his ass, he clenched around me again, ripping a groan from me.
“Ungh, Cedric… If you do that, I’ll–”
“Yes! Yes! Do it, Orthorr!” he pleaded. I wasn’t even sure he knew what he asked for, too delirious with pleasure to ask. It was like his body was made for me, and when I pulled back a few inches and pressed forward again, he sang with his pleasure.
I found myself at the whims of my body’s demands, my movements picking up until the sound of our skin slapping together accompanied our noises of pleasure. My fingers dug into Cedric’s hips, sweat dewing on my skin as I pounded into him. He never made any signs of distress or pain and didn’t ask me to stop again. Instead, his words were a mix of pleas and babbles I couldn’t quite understand. It didn’t matter. There was only one word I needed to hear, and he said it more than once.
“Yes, yes, yesyesyesyes– Ah!”
I’d shifted to lean over Cedric’s back, wanting to be as close to him as I could. It changed the angle of my thrusts, and Cedric’s body tightened around mine, his eyes flying open in surprise. A growl ripped from me, and I thrust inside him again, harder that time, watching the shocked expression overtake his face. It took only a few more thrusts before he was coming apart beneath me, his body writhing and his cries filling the air, dragging me into release right along with him thanks to the tight grip of his body on my cock.
“Ungh, Cedric,” I growled, hips moving as I rode out the waves of my release. When it finally ended, I collapsed on top of him, flattening him to the bed with my cock still inside him, but before I could roll away so I didn’t crush him, his hand reached back and caught my thigh, keeping me exactly where I was.
My body throbbed with such an intense release, and the exhaustion from the day made my mind fuzzy, but I couldn’t let myself fall asleep until I was sure Cedric was okay. He sounded like he enjoyed it, but I wanted to be sure. If necessary, I would visit the healers for a salve to help him. I’d gotten a little rough in the end.
“Cedric?”
“Hmm?” He sounded barely awake, his breathing settling into the deep rhythm of sleep. I felt myself smile as I pressed a kiss to his shoulder. He didn’t sound like he was in any pain, and when I shifted him enough to see his face, he had a smile pulling at his lips.
“Sleep,” I whispered, pressing a kiss against his jaw. “I have you.”
And I had no intention of ever letting him go.
CEDRIC
I woke up still wrapped in Orthorr’s arms. He was asleep, his face lax and his breathing steady, and I took a moment to admire him, my heart filled with joy as I studied the lines of his face. He really was the most beautiful man I’d ever seen.
He must have felt me staring at him because he stirred, and his eyes opened slowly, that now familiar sky blue becoming my absolute favorite as he blinked at me, and a sleepy smile spread across his face. I couldn’t help leaning in for a kiss, tasting the smile and answering with one of my own. My fingers sifted through his beard, drawing him closer, and when I slid my tongue against his, he let out a happy grumbly sound that made my already hard cock twitch. The sexiest thing about Orthorr was his smile.
He didn’t immediately roll me beneath him and take me, despite the needy noises I began making when his hips rocked against mine. Instead, he pulled back, running his fingers through my hair as he looked me over.
“How are you feeling? Do you have any pain?”
I shook my head, but when he gave me a pointed look, telling me without words that he wanted me to truly think about it, I assessed my body before answering again. “A mild ache, but it’s not unpleasant.” Shyly, I admitted, “I like it. Like a small reminder of what we did last night.”
He rewarded my confession with another smile that took my breath away, capturing my lips and rolling me beneath him so that I was entirely at his mercy. When he started rocking in away I was familiar with, I made a noise of protest, nipping at his lip when he pulled away.
“Orthorr… I want you inside me…”
He groaned, his face screwed up as he tried to maintain his control. “I don’t want to hurt you, ravsol.”
Pushing him onto his back, which I knew I only accomplished because he allowed it, I crawled on top of him, straddling his hips, my hands planted on their side of his head as I frowned down at him. “I know my own body, Orthorr. I can tell you when I’ve had enough. Don’t deny us what we both want because of fear.”
He froze, staring up at me with an awed expression, and when he cupped my cheek, his tone was reverent. “I’ve never met anyone as brave as you, kolrav. I’m blessed that you chose me.”
There he went, being so romantic I wanted to melt again. I responded with a kiss filled with as much love as I could send his way, letting out a happy sigh as his rough hands slid over my skin. Reaching behind me, I urged one hand lower, moaning as his fingers trailed over my hole. I wasn’t lying, I was a little sore, but it wasn’t enough to deter me from asking for more. Last night had been the most amazing experience I’d ever had, and I wanted a repeat.
Thankfully, Orthorr didn’t argue anymore. He grabbed the oil, coating his fingers, and set to work stretching me while distracting me with kisses until I was writhing on top of him and thrusting back onto his fingers. I’d never felt anything like it, full but still aching for more. The only thing that eased that ache was his cock inside me.
When he rolled me beneath him, I could tell he wanted to put me on my hands and knees like before, but I stopped him with a hand on his shoulder, shaking my head.
“I want to see you. Can we do it this way?”