Kneeling between his thighs, I watch in amazement as he fingers lube into his hole. Two fingers thrust in and out of him, and I press one of mine to his entrance to add a third. The moan he lets out is the most erotic sound I’ve ever heard, making my cock jerk against my abs.
“You’re beautiful,” I murmur, thrusting my finger in deeper until he mewls, his entire body squirming with pleasure. “Are you mine, Elijah?”
“Yes,” he says quickly. “All yours.”
A smile tips my lips as I pull our fingers out of his body and fist my cock, covering it with lube and pressing it to his entrance. I watch, mesmerized, as Elijah’s chest heaves. His breaths are shallow and loud, and a shiver runs down my spine in anticipation. I push forward, the head of my cock is suddenly enveloped in tight heat, and his eyes blaze with lust.
“Tell me you’re mine too,” Elijah demands. “Show me you’re my forever. My always.”
“I’m going to show you every day for the rest of our lives,” I reply reverently, pushing in deeper. He hisses, wrapping his legs around my waist as I bottom out, thrusting roughly into him once. “Oh, for fuck’s sake, Elijah. This ass was made for me.”
“Yes.” He nods rapidly as I pull back and thrust forward hard enough to have him sliding up on the tile. “Fuck me harder.”
I do, thrusting harder into him, harder than I ever have. His eyes roll to the back of his head as I hit his prostate, his body curling into me, and his lips latching onto my chest. I feel him sucking, bruising, and a primal urge to mark him takes over when I wrap a hand around his throat and push him away. Hishead meets the tile once more, back arching, and he exposes his throat for me just as I want him to. It’s as if he can read my mind.
My lips find purchase on his neck as I lick, suck, and bite him. He moans and mewls under me, making animalistic sounds I’ve never heard from him before. It spurs me on, and I wrap a hand around his length as I piston my hips into that sweet little spot inside of him. Elijah’s body shakes, then tightens, as his release is about to hit him.
I let go and pull out.
“No, no,no.” He shakes his head vehemently. “W-what the hell are you doing, Azriel? Make me come!”
“Needy,” I chuckle. “You’ll come when I let you.”
Elijah looks desperate as he continues to shake his head, then grabs my hair and pushes me down onto his cock. I oblige him, taking him deep into my mouth until he’s in the back of my throat. I hold him there, nose pressed to his base as I breathe in through my nose and fight the gag reflex trying to take over. I slip three fingers into his sloppy hole, crooking them and finding his prostate once more.
I’m about to pull away and edge him once more when he wraps his thighs around my neck and fucks into my mouth roughly, his cock hitting the back of my throat repeatedly. It’s the sexiest thing he’s ever done, hands down.
“Azriel,” Elijah groans, and I get a stream of precum in my mouth. I swallow it greedily as I push harder against his prostate, and his fingers tighten in my hair until there are tears streaming down my face. “You look like an angel with my cock in your mouth, baby. Like my angel.”
I hum.
“Relax your jaw,” he says soothingly. “Let me fuck your throat. I want you to feel me for days. I want you to remember who you belong to. The only one you’lleverbelong to. It’s me. Us. Forever.”
His breathing is ragged as he speaks, fucking my throat harder, making me gag with every thrust. My nostrils flare in an attempt to keep my composure, and I fuck him with my fingers a little faster.
“Yes, yes,yes.” Elijah chants. “More. More. Please, Azriel. Fuck me faster! Harder.”
Fuck.
There’s no way I’m going to last once he’s done. I need to be in his hole, and I need to be in it now. Right fucking now. I can’t wait any longer. With one more crook of my fingers he tenses, gritting his teeth.
“Finger your hole, Az,” he demands, now fisting my hair with both hands as he fucks into my mouth. “I want to slide in that tight ass tonight.”
I moan, then lube up my fingers quickly, my other hand busy working him open. I’m kneeling awkwardly between Elijah’s legs, but he’s keeping me up using my hair like reins as he rides my mouth. I add two fingers into my hole, and just as I pull them out, he throws his head back and screams.
“Oh, fuck! Oh, God,” he says, making my stomach tingle and flip. “I love you. Oh, fuck, Azriel, I love you so much.”
With those final words, his cum hits the back of my throat. His thrusts are relentless, and even though I try to swallow it all, his cum still slips down my chin and onto my neck. When he pulls out of my mouth, it’s game over. I remove my fingers from his body and grasp his hips, pulling him toward me. And then I flip him.
Elijah’s now on his hands and knees, and I shove his head down until his cheek meets the tile, his arms bending until he’s bracing himself on his forearms. His ass is muscular and round, making my mouth water, but I’m too desperate to be inside of him right now. I’ll taste him later.
I lube up once more and thrust into him, bottoming out and pulling my hips back immediately. I moan at the sensation of his heat enveloping my cock, and I use the back of his neck as leverage as I begin to fuck him in earnest. My body drapes over his, my chest to his back, and I curl my body over his as I bite his earlobe.
“Elijah,” I growl. “I’ve never—” Gasping, I squeeze my eyes shut. “I’ve never felt like this about anyone before.”
“No?” he asks, out of breath. “Not even with…”
“No,” I admit. “Just you. Oh, fuck, Eli. Touch your cock.”
