Page 20 of Kill Shot

Deeper

Seb

“Ah, fuck. I need you,” Seb gasped. It was the first thing either of them had said, and as far as ways to break the silence went, Seb couldn’t imagine anything better or truer.

Nico rose up before him, dark and terrifying, warm and comforting. His muscles rippled with the sheen of sweat, and when lightning illuminated the world outside, just enough got into the apartment to highlight him in relief like a Greek god.

Never before had Seb been so turned on by a man. Never before had he been so desperate to be filled, to be completed.

But even so, he could tell that Nico was holding something back. Even though they were as physically close as two people could be, and even though more of Nico’s cock was inside Seb than outside, there was still an intangible barrier separating them.

“More, Nico. I need more.” Seb had no idea where those words came from. All he knew was that they were the truth.

And with every moaned syllable that spilled from his lips, Seb could feel Nico’s resistance crumbling away. There was a stutter to his thrusts, a hitch in his cold, reserved lovemaking.

Seb reached up, and his lover instantly obliged, as if by pure reflex. The two men joined in a loose embrace, limited by the logistics of how things fit together down south. But they could still kiss, and that was the most important thing.

They could explore one another’s mouths, to feel that wet heat in their most tender places. With every passing moment, Nico grew more and more passionate, his inner heat melting away the icy walls that he kept up at all times.

It was just as pleasurable as the actual act of being filled, if not more so. Seb could enjoy this on a level that he’d never connected with sexual fulfillment before. Only now did he realize that all his past experiences had just been frantic, hormonal urges.

Maybe it wasn’t really so ironic to say that this was making love. Maybe that’s what this really was, and if so, Seb never wanted to go back to quick meaningless flings ever again.

He was terrified by how intense his own feelings were, but he was just as aroused. He couldn’t help but reach down and stroke himself, to feel a fraction of what Nico was enjoying.

Seb was just beginning to close his eyes and fall into the rhythm of ecstasy when Nico suddenly stopped. Seb whimpered, coaxing him to continue, but to no avail.

Nico was watching him like a hawk, his eyes following the slow, wet rise and fall of Seb’s hand as he stroked his own cock. It was as though he was under a spell.

A strange feeling rose inside Seb. Not a bad feeling, just strange. If anything, it actually excited him and made him want to see just how far he could take this.

Exactly how much power did he have over Nico? If he commanded the man, would he do exactly as Seb ordered? Was he a confident titan outside, but a servant to Seb and Seb alone?

That thought alone was enough to make him shudder. He hadn’t realized just how close he had gotten to finishing.

“You…” Seb trailed off, unsure if he really wanted to test these waters. “You can play with it. You have my permission.”

Nico’s eyes flicked up, equal parts incredulous and amused.

Truth be told, Seb was just as ready to laugh at himself for his gross impertinence, but neither man said anything at all.

They both looked down and watched as Nico slowly wrapped his fingers around Seb’s so that the two of them were equally responsible for that slow, grinding squeeze of pleasure.

He could have smirked and said that he didn’t need permission. He could have made it clear that this was his choice, but he didn’t. Instead, he just did as Seb commanded.

There was an expression on his face that Seb hadn’t seen before. Nico’s brow was furrowed, and he looked as though he was both uncomfortable and in deep pleasure. He was concentrating, but not entirely on the cock that he was indirectly stroking.

But Seb could only focus on such abstractions for so long before the sheer reality of Nico’s hand around his cock took total control. There was no way to think of anything else when he was being dragged to the brink, stroke by mind-melting stroke.

Part of Seb was wondering how far he could push things, but that wasn’t why he opened his mouth. No, he just wanted pure, unmitigated pleasure, and he was far past the point of self-consciousness.

“Fuck me,” he ordered between gasping, heaving breaths. “Fuck me harder, Nico.”

And so that’s exactly what Nico did. He ground into Seb, splitting him in two with as much as he could give. In his eyes, Seb could see that Nico was just as surprised as he was to be obeying, but that didn’t translate into him pausing at all.

If anything, he just worked his hips even harder, his abs undulating as he flexed and tensed, driving deeper and deeper into Seb, the tattoos all over his chest and abs and arms glistening with sweat.

Seb had never done anything like this before, never felt like he completely controlled his lover, but he instantly knew that it felt right and perfect.

“I… I can’t… I’m going to…” Nico forced out, his eyes unfocused as he stared right over Seb’s shoulder, deeply concentrating on a struggle within.

Apparently, it felt right and perfect to Nico too. That, more than anything else, shook Seb to his very core. To feel pleasure was wonderful, but to know that someone else was getting pleasure at the same time took things to an entirely new level.

“Inside me,” Seb said quickly, barely even aware of his own words. “Come inside me. All the way inside me. I want to feel you dripping out of me.”

That finally made Nico lose control of his punishing pace, but who could blame him? What man could manage to hold onto a cool, rhythmic pace when they were faced with such debauched pleading?

There was an instant of jerking, stuttering chaos, then Seb felt the world spin around him. Pleasure blossomed within him at the exact same moment that Nico tensed. A moment later, a hot gushing wave scorched him from the inside, and he felt his entire body ache in the most beautiful fashion.

Nico had just erupted inside his ass, and before he was even done, the larger man was bending down and devouring Seb with a starving kiss. Wet heat poured between the two men at both ends, and their positions meant that the tip of Seb’s cock was pressed right up against Nico’s rock-hard belly.

Even though Nico was not the sort to share all his thoughts with his words, his desire didn’t lie, and that made Seb feel more complete and at home than all the sweet nothings in the world.

There was no stopping it. Seb’s hand wasn’t even in control anymore. Nico was guiding him, stroking him, coaxing him straight to the edge and dragging him right over.

While there was still a cock inside him, pulsing and squeezing out the last drops of cum, Seb felt his dizziness come to a head, and then he was undone.

His back arched, pressing him right up against Nico. His breath came out in heaving, desperate bursts, but Nico didn’t back down from the kiss at all. There was barely any room left between them, and the tightness just made his grip all the more intense.

Their bodies became a channel, and Seb’s ears rang as his orgasm finally came. Every nerve had been teased, and he’d been seduced at both ends, all to culminate in him spraying his pent-up desire all over his own chest and Nico’s.

He’d thought that he’d had the most intense orgasms of his life from their sextcapades.

But this, right here, put all that to shame. This union made him feel like he’d never done anything but grope around in the dark before, clumsily pawing at himself like an inexperienced teenager operating by instinct alone.

This was what sex should be. This had ruined him completely, and now he knew he would never settle for anything less than Nico’s brutal, exquisite obedience.

Even when Seb touched himself alone in the future, he knew that he would have an entirely new frame of reference.

His very idea of what was hot had been permanently redefined by the tip of Nico’s cock and the strength of his fingers.

Seb had no idea how much time had passed before he came to his senses. At some point, the kiss had ended, and the two men simply heaved together.

Nico stared down between their bodies in disbelief, as if he couldn’t quite grasp what had just happened. Seb would have laughed if he’d had the breath for it, but he knew that his own expression probably looked just as starstruck and reverent.

“Sorry,” Seb said without thinking.

Nico mumbled something that sounded vaguely like “Don’t worry about it.” But Seb wasn’t even sure what he was apologizing for, much less what Nico thought might need an apology.

However, dwelling on such questions was difficult when one’s head was still swimming with pleasure. The world was slowly falling back into place, but it wasn’t there quite yet, so Seb was content with lying back and watched as Nico picked up the towel that he’d used to dry Seb off earlier.

When their bodies finally did part, a slick coldness passed between the two. In spite of the heat they’d generated and shared, it really was quite cold out.

Nico didn’t let Seb cool off too much though. He quickly pulled a folded blanket and set it over Seb’s shoulders, just clear of the splash zone. They really had made quite the mess together.

He worked quickly with the towel, cleaning the two of them off and dealing with the worst of the spills.

Absently, Seb wondered when Nico had pulled out of him. Only then, with a good deal of embarrassment, did he realize that Nico was actually still inside him.

That cock was still all the way up his asshole, and they still fit together perfectly. It was such an easy and comfortable connection between them, which was a miracle unto itself given how big Nico was.

If Nico felt awkward about any of this, he didn’t show it. His face was completely unreadable. It was like he’d shut down his expression while trying to come to terms with how he felt about what had just happened.

That sparked a thrill inside Seb. He hadn’t even realized it, but he was deeply worried that this feeling might have just gone one way. He feared that he might be feeling all of these deep, intense feelings about their lovemaking while Nico might just be viewing it as a quick, convenient fuck.

But no, if that’s all it was, then Nico wouldn’t look so confused.

Seb couldn’t help but smile fondly as what little remained of his tension drained away.

He had shown up at Nico’s place thinking the world was about to end, but now all was right once more.

As long as he had Nico, everything would work out.

However, there was one subject that Seb needed to broach, one discussion that very much needed to be had.

“I guess you have to take responsibility now,” he said with a weak laugh.

Nico looked up cautiously, but Seb didn’t quite meet his eyes.

“Come again?”

Seb tried to chuckle to show that he was kind of joking. Maybe joking. Sort of, kinda joking.

“Well… that was really fun and all, but I did kind of run away from home in the middle of the night—Don’t ask how I was able to.”

Nico blinked. “You continue to amaze me, carino. ” He smiled. “Do you… want to stay here? I’m not sure if that—”

“No! God no!” Seb cried out. “I-I just mean that I will need to come up with a good explanation for my dad, and there’s really only one thing I think would work. He’d still be mad, but he probably wouldn’t lock me up forever if I told him that I had a…”

Nico didn’t finish the sentence for Seb. He was gonna make him say it all on his own.

“Boyfriend,” Seb finished feebly.

On the way over, he'd played through a dozen possibilities of what he could do to hold back his father’s controlling hand and, at the same time, not lose what he had going with Nico.

If he had a proper claim on Nico, there wasn’t much his father could do about it, was there?

And if he dared, Seb would just have to go through with his threat of running, even if it broke his father.

Nico didn’t recoil immediately, which was a good sign. He still looked a little cautious, but he was considering the idea.

“You want me to pretend to be your boyfriend?” he asked slowly.

Something inside Seb’s heart cracked, but he shoved that bitter twist in his chest somewhere deep.

Pretend? Was that all this was to Nico?

But Seb knew that he could ask for clarification. He should ask if that was how Nico really felt or if he was just doing it for Seb’s sake.

However, as long as that ambiguity hung between them, then Seb didn’t have to actually confront the possibility that Nico might think this was all a fling. As long as it was up in the air, he could still fantasize that Nico burned with the same passion that he did.

“Yes, exactly!” Seb said as he flashed Nico a grin. But inside? He felt like a heartbroken coward.

“Would that work? I mean, would your father actually accept that?”

“I think so,” Seb said with far more confidence than he felt. “Although he will probably ask to meet you.”

Once more, something unreadable flashed across Nico’s face. For a second, it looked like excitement. But it was gone just as quickly, leaving only a contemplative frown behind.

Had Seb just imagined that? Did he just want to believe that Nico was actually secretly pleased with the idea of meeting his father? It was such a perfect contrast with his normal demeanor that it seemed impossibly convenient.

But Seb wanted to believe it, and there was no harm in fantasizing just for now, was there? If everything came crashing down later, then so be it, but for now, he had the illusion of being gruff, passionate Nico’s boyfriend.

“I think that can be arranged,” Nico said at last. “Yes, I’d like to meet your father, Sebby.”

Seb blushed, and he was no longer sure if his cheeks were still red enough from exertion to hide it.

“And what does that make you? Nikky?”

Nico laughed at that, a low and rumbling chuckle that sent ripples up and down Seb’s spine.

“No, I think I’m still just Nico. And do you know what else I think?”

Seb swallowed, unsure if his voice would come out as anything more than a creaking whisper. Nico’s hands had begun to move again, and it felt like he was getting ready to undo all the hard cleaning that he’d just done.

“Wh-what do you think?”

“I think that your ass still has room for a little more cum.”