Page 24 of Tino
Tair let the towel fall to the floor and instead of getting on the bed, he sank to his knees in front of me and started licking my hardening cock.
“Fuck,” I groaned, letting my head fall back as I counted to ten in my head. He had somehow worked up his courage and was nowswallowing me down. I wouldn’t last. This was amazing.Morethan amazing.
He pulled off and the need to kiss him silly took over. I needed to show gratitude, to somehow thank him for the mindless pleasure he’d just given me. He grunted in surprise as I smashed my lips to his as soon as he stood. I pushed him down on the bed, still with my lips sealed to his.
The lube lay beside us, so I grabbed it, letting go of his soft lips as I needed to focus on my next task; getting him ready for me. He tucked his legs up and showed me every part of him. I could tell he felt vulnerable, but our years of friendship and love allowed me to calm him enough to relax.
I would never hurt him, and he knew that. I might have been the one who’d always gotten us in trouble, and Tair the level-headed one, but now I felt like I needed to be the one in control, the voice of reason. And the way he sighed as I kissed his neck, allowing him to relax further before I breached him—that just showed me I’d been right.
“I love you,” I said, slicking my fingers with the lube, then breached him with one finger. He gasped softly; his eyes locked on mine.
“I love you, too.”
Then I kissed him again, working my finger faster, knowing I wanted him fully prepped before I took him. The mages outside wouldn’t make me rush through this part. And I found that I loved prepping my Tair. The soft gasps of surprise, the moans, the squirming. It was intoxicating. Like I was learning something truly new about the man who knew me better than anyone. Soon we would know every single thing about each other’s bodies, and I reveled in the knowledge as I worked him up to take three fingers easily.
I’d let my eyes wander over his body as it became flushed, but then I found his entrance swallowing my fingers entirely too enthralling to look away from. But a whine from him had me staring back at his face. His expression was filled with so much desperation and want. We didn’t need words. I knew he was ready now.
I leaned up and kissed him, removing my fingers, much to his whimpering protest. Then I sat back on my heels and quickly lubed up my cock. It had been neglected for far too long, and I winced abit at how aching it had become. I didn’t mind it though. I’d fully enjoyed myself as I focused on Tair and his pleasure.
He presented himself to me again, this time with a red and puffy hole, ready for my taking. I lined up, looked him in the eye and then started pushing in.
“Oh,” he exclaimed in surprise as I breached his rim. Then he took in a deep breath before I eased further into him. Again, we didn’t need words, our past, trust, and love, allowing us to communicate perfectly in this moment without it.
I bottomed out and I simply couldn’t hold myself back anymore. I needed to claim him. To bind him to me forever. He seemed just as eager, pushing back and using his heels to pull me further inside him. I took the hint and started moving.
“Fuck,” he gasped, clearly just as into this as I was. I couldn’t wait for him to top me too. I wanted to know how it felt to be full of him, claimed by him. He was so warm and tight around me. So perfect. Somine.
I braced both my hands on either side of his face and thrusted faster, sliding in and out, the slick sounds of our bodies meeting the only sound in the small cabin bedroom. The only light was the sunthat couldn’t be blocked out completely by the curtains. I was giving everything I had to make Tair see stars. I wanted him completely undone for me.
I removed one hand and started stroking his perfect dick, the movements clumsy, but it felt damn perfect. He moaned, tilting his head further back into the pillow. Then almost as if a switch was flicked inside of us both, I flipped us, not an easy or graceful thing to do, but he seemed to need the same thing as I did.
He rode me, his eyes intent on mine as we gasped and groaned, slowly reaching the peak together. Then he rested his hands on my pecs and I found one of my own hands resting over his heart. Suddenly, light burst out of our palms, lighting up the whole room. Pleasure unlike anything I’d ever felt rushed through my body. It was euphoric. It was magical.
“Fuck!” I shouted as I came inside my soulmatch. My bonded. My Tair.
He gave the cutest moan as he came too, painting my chest with his cum, leaving his mark on me, like I’d been fully claimed by him. Which I had.
We panted for breath, both just wide eyed and sated. The magic we now held bubbled under our skin, desperate to charge and be let out.
“That was so perfect, Tino,” he said, finally voicing aloud that what we’d just experienced had in fact happened.
“It truly was,” I panted, not ready to let him go yet.
“How long before we need to join them?”
I groaned. “The sooner we go out there and add our magic, the sooner I can get you back in here again.”
“Let’s get dressed then,” he said, clumsily getting off me and finding some random clothes. I took his towel from the floor and wiped his cum from my chest. The way he wobbled on his legs proved his body was just as affected as mine.
“Here,” I said, softly wiping his ass as it leaked some of my cum. “We can shower properly after,” I promised with a kiss to one of his ass cheeks.
“And get some food before round two,” he grinned.
Chapter 17
Altair
Holy. Fucking. Gods. Who knew sex could be so much fun?