Page 26 of The Scrum-Half (Lincoln Knights #3)

Matty

Should I have been sneaking up to Harper’s room at half eleven in the evening on a training night? Probably not, but I was too horny to sleep, and my only options were a quick, unsatisfying wank or tiptoeing up to the top floor to see if Harper wanted to fuck.

Ever since he’d mentioned me sneaking up to see him, it was all I’d been able to think about when I lay in bed. The idea was sexy as fuck, and there was something incredibly exciting about creeping up to his room, even if there weren’t going to be any consequences to getting caught.

It reminded me of being a teenager and trying to sneak into my parents’ spare bedroom at seventeen when my girlfriend had stayed over. They’d always made us spend the night apart, which had been weird to me since they’d had no problem leaving us unsupervised for hours during the day.

“Matty? That you?” Harper’s voice was soft, barely above a whisper.

“Yeah,” I said as I reached his living room, glancing around to see what details he’d added.

I very rarely came up here when someone was living in because I didn’t want to disturb their privacy or intrude on their space.

There were now a few photos and little knick-knacks scattered around, a couple of Jack’s drawings stuck up on the wall near the kitchen, and a LEGO orchid on the windowsill.

It reminded me that I still hadn’t had a chance to build the sets the team had gotten me for my birthday back in December.

His bedroom door opened, illuminating him in a warm pool of light that spilled across the floor.

He was wearing an oversized Tomorrowland T-shirt that skimmed his thighs, his hair falling down over his shoulders.

I’d been hoping to get into his room and surprise him with a kiss, but maybe it was better that he knew I was here.

“Everything okay?” he asked, tilting his head as he looked at me, and I wondered how much he could see without his glasses.

I padded over to him, unable to resist leaning in for a kiss. “Couldn’t sleep. Kept thinking about you.”

“Yeah?” He smirked and trailed his finger teasingly down my chest. “You wouldn’t happen to want something, would you?”

“How did you know?”

“Lucky guess.” He brushed his lips over mine, the smell of mint and strawberries filling my senses, and I melted.

“Can I ride you, sunshine?”

He grabbed the front of my T-shirt and moaned, pulling my bottom lip between his teeth. “Get inside.” He didn’t let me go but instead dragged me into his room, and I threw an arm out to quickly close the door behind us.

Harper kissed me hungrily, his fingers finding the hem of my T-shirt and tugging it off over my head. “Been thinking about my cock?” he asked as he reached for my joggers, pushing them down around my knees. “You’re not wearing pants.”

“Thought it’d save us time,” I said with a grin as I stepped out of them. “By the way, there’s a bottle of lube in my pocket and a condom too.”

“Sounds good. And, er, if you want, I can find somewhere to get tested this week?” Harper asked, taking half a step and pulling off his own T-shirt, revealing a tiny pair of shorts that I absolutely needed to see him in again.

“I’m a one man at a time sort of guy, so if we’re doing this, then I won’t be seeing anyone else. Even casually.”

I could have sworn he was blushing, but I didn’t know why he was embarrassed. “I’m the same. Although, let’s be honest, it’s not like I’m getting any other offers.”

Harper pulled a face and laughed. “Wow. I’m so flattered.”

“Now you see why I don’t get any offers. I have no game. What’s the word they use now? Rizz? Fuck, now I sound so fucking old.”

“Just wait until Jack starts coming back from school and using slang that you’ve never heard of. Nothing makes you feel more ancient than a seven-year-old trying to explain skibidi rizz to you.”

“I have no idea what those words mean.”

“You’re not missing much.”

“Good,” I said. “And if you want to get tested, then please do. I’d love to feel you come inside me. And watch my cum trickle out of you.”

“Mmm, you say the sweetest things,” he said, putting his arms around me to draw me in for a kiss. “When was the last time you did this? And don’t say yesterday. I mean, when was the last time you took a dick?”

“It’s been a while,” I said, murmuring the words against his lips. “Probably since before Jack was born. Mostly because I haven’t had the time or opportunity to find anyone, rather than desire. Supreme lack of game, remember?”

“We’ll go slowly then.”

“What if I don’t want to go slowly?”

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he said softly, with a charming sincerity that just reinforced the deep feelings I was developing for him. I’d never met anyone who cared so much and so openly, and it made me want to show him everything that I could give in return.

“I’ll tell you if it hurts,” I said as I kissed him again. “But fuck, Harper, I need to feel your cock filling me up. Don’t deny me, please.”

“I won’t. I can’t. When it comes to me, you can have whatever you want.”

He deepened the kiss and I had no time to think about his words or what they might mean. My hands found the waistband of his shorts and I slid my fingers into the back of them, gently caressing his arse. Harper groaned into my mouth, the sound making my cock thicken against him.

“Take off your shorts and get on the bed,” I said, pulling his lip teasingly and squeezing his arse cheek.

He stepped back and smirked as he pushed his shorts off, letting his cock spring free. “Can I prep you? You know how much I love eating that hairy arse of yours,” he said as I bent down to retrieve the lube and condom, his words making me fumble the bottle.

“Y-Yeah, you can do that.”

“Then I think you should get on the bed first.”

“You know, I came up here to spoil you.”

“You are spoiling me. I’d eat you out every day if you’d let me.” I did drop the lube then and Harper grinned wickedly as he picked it up. “Get on the bed, love, and stick that pretty arse up for me.”

I knew a direct order when I heard one and I was happy to obey. The bed squeaked slightly as I climbed onto it, getting on all fours in the middle. Harper barely gave me a moment to get settled before he was running his hands across my cheeks, spreading them wide and burying his face between them.

“F-Fuck!” I groaned as his tongue licked firmly across my hole, and that was all he needed to take me apart. My head spun, my thighs shaking and cock throbbing as he devoured me.

I’d thought it’d felt good when he ate me out in the shower, but this was a whole new level of pleasure. Harper moaned as he pushed his tongue into my hole, fucking me with it, and I pushed back against his face, desperately trying to get him inside me.

“Ready for more?” Harper asked, his voice slightly hoarse as he pulled back.

“Yes!”

“Promise you’ll tell me if it’s too much?”

“Yeah,” I said with a shaky nod.

“Thank you.” He pressed a kiss to my cheek as he clicked open the bottle of lube and I tried to keep myself relaxed as I waited for the press of his fingers.

He started slowly, circling my waiting hole with one finger teasingly until I was on the verge of begging. I gasped as he gently pressed the tip past the tight ring of muscle. “That’s it,” he said as he began to fill me. “Bear down and try to relax for me. You’re doing so well.”

“Feels… mmm, you can use more.”

“In a minute,” he said with audible amusement. “So greedy for it, aren’t you?”

“Don’t like being kept waiting,” I said, groaning as he started to fuck me with his finger.

It wasn’t much of a stretch, but it felt so good to have something inside me again that wasn’t my own fingers.

Because while getting myself off with my fingers and toys was fun, it always felt better to me when it was someone else.

It took away a little of the control and meant that, for once, I didn’t have to think about everything.

Maybe I was the one who wanted to be taken care of in bed… maybe Harper and I could do that for each other.

“You’ll get what you need, but only when I say so.”

He was enjoying this far too much, but I had no words to complain because I was already losing myself in the feeling flooding through me.

One finger eventually became two, his tongue sometimes joining in to flick around the edge of my hole. My cock was rock hard, dripping precum onto his sheets, and I couldn’t wait to get his dick into me. It was going to feel so damn good.

By the time he was fucking me with three fingers, I was ready to explode.

“Harper,” I growled out, trying to twist to look at him over my shoulder.

“Yes?”

“Get up here and let me ride you! I’m fucking ready!”

“I thought we’d agreed you get things when I say so?”

“I never said that,” I said, groaning as he rubbed his fingers over my prostate. “Fuck!”

Harper kissed my arse again and slowly pulled his fingers out of me, leaving me empty and wanting.

He stretched out next to me on the bed, rolling the condom down over his cock.

At some point he’d pulled his hair up into a messy bun, golden strands falling out of it to frame his face.

He was so beautiful I found myself staring at him, wondering how I’d gotten so damn lucky to have him in my life.

“Are you coming to ride my cock?” he asked, slicking his dick with lube. “Or are you just going to watch me?”

“Just looking at you,” I said as I climbed into his lap, leaning down to kiss him and tasting myself on his mouth. “You’re so beautiful, sunshine. Did you know that? Most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

His face flushed slightly in the warm glow of his bedside lamp, his smile turning almost shy.

It was little moments like this when I realised how hard I’d fallen for him.

Whatever this was, it went so far beyond casual that casual was a speck on the horizon.

Soon I’d have to think about talking to him so we could sort through our feelings and work out where we were going.

But now wasn’t the time for that conversation.

I couldn’t have put the words for it together, even if I’d wanted to.

“You’re perfect,” I continued as I sat up and wrapped my hand around his cock, lining it up with my hole.

“No, that’s you,” Harper said, his hands coming up to rest on my hips.

“Agree to disagree.” I winked and then groaned as I started to sink down onto him.

Fuck, there was nothing like this.

And I had really fucking missed it.

Our moans filled the air as Harper’s cock filled me, my arse squeezing tightly around his shaft. He didn’t have the biggest cock, but I’d never been a size queen. Any dick was a good dick in my opinion.

I watched his face as I took every inch, trying to memorize his expression. Pleasure suited him and I loved the way he took what he wanted. He deserved to be cherished and treasured, to have every one of his needs and desires met, no , exceeded.

And I wanted to give him everything.

I groaned as I slowly began to roll my hips, giving myself time to adjust to the stretch and burn. Harper’s hands tightened on my waist as he planted his feet on the bed, pushing his cock even deeper. “Ride me,” he said. “Show me what you can do.”

Another moan fell from my lips as I nodded, putting one hand behind me on his thigh so I could lean slightly backwards, arching my spine and showing off my body. It might be a little more battered these days, but I worked hard and I liked being on display for him.

Harper made me feel sexier than I had in years, and I wanted to embrace that.

My other hand went to my chest as I began to ride him, teasing my nipple and making myself groan. My thigh muscles complained a little at the unusual action, but all that faded away as pleasure took over.

But with my hand behind me, there was only so much I could do…

It was an easy fix, though.

I moved my hand to his stomach, using him for balance as I rose up and slammed down on his cock, groaning at the delicious feeling of being filled so hard and fast. That was what I’d wanted, what I’d been waiting for ever since I’d realised I needed him to fuck me.

Harper’s hands gripped me tightly, helping to stabilise me as I bounced on his cock. His expression was one of awe and need, like he couldn’t believe he got to have this.

I couldn’t believe it either.

“So fucking beautiful,” I said, growling the words out as I used his cock to hammer my prostate. I was already close, heat sliding down my spine as my cock throbbed.

I wanted to tell him he was mine.

That I needed him more than anything.

But I knew it would be too much.

“Want you to come,” Harper said. “Please. I wanna feel it.”

“Can’t wait until you can come inside me,” I said, my muscles burning as I tried to keep my pace up. This sort of movement definitely wasn’t covered by rugby training. “Then I’ll be able to fill you up too.”

Harper groaned, a wild look in his eyes, hips jerking as he thrust up into me. Our pace and coordination was sloppy and desperate, verging on fucking feral, but it was exactly what I needed.

His name was a broken moan on my tongue as I came, slamming down hard onto his cock as my orgasm shot through me.

Cum splashed across our skin as my arse squeezed around him.

The intensity of the feeling caught me by surprise and I threw out my other hand to catch myself as my chest heaved and my legs shook.

Harper was still fucking me, his cock pounding into me and drawing my orgasm out until little spots burst in my vision. And when he came, I felt his cock pulse and wished he was filling me with his load instead of the condom.

My legs felt like jelly but I didn’t want to stay seated on him for too long in case I hurt him, so I slowly lifted myself and flopped onto the bed. I was still breathing heavily, but I hoped the smile on my face said it all.

“That was… fuck,” I said, dragging myself up to stretch out beside him and laughing breathlessly when no more words appeared.

“Did I make you speechless?” Harper asked as he carefully removed the condom and grabbed a tissue from the box beside the bed to wrap it up in.

“Just a bit.”

He grinned and leant over to kiss me. “You’re welcome.”

“Thank you.” I kissed him again, knowing I should go back to my room but wanting to stay just a little bit longer.

There was a moment of silence, and then Harper said, “You know, if you want a drink, I’ve got some hot chocolate next door. And some biscuits. Fancy a midnight snack?”

“Like I said before,” I said, stealing another kiss and smiling against his lips. “You’re fucking perfect, sunshine!”