“That’s got to be the best idea ever.”Smiling, Darcy leaned in to kiss him and Charma met him halfway.
They both groaned as they kissed, and he took advantage of their open mouths to press his tongue between Darcy’s lips.He loved the way Darcy tasted.It felt right, almost like being home.Charma pushed that thought away because whoa, he’d only just met Darcy and while he didn’t see anything wrong with making out on the first date—or first meeting in their case—that was all this was.It might become more, but that’s all it was right now.
He focused on their kisses and on touching Darcy’s warm, smooth skin.There was a tiny bit of hair sprinkled across Darcy’s chest and a lovely little treasure trail leading right to Charma’s favorite treasure.He was fascinated by the feeling of the hair under his fingertips.His kind didn’t have hair aside from what was on their head and their eyebrows.No beard to shave, no treasure trails, no nest around the dangling bits, so he paid extra attention with Darcy.
Rubbing back and forth across Darcy’s chest, Charma enjoyed the feeling of the hair brushing over his fingertips.Then he did the same thing with the hair from below Darcy’s navel on downward.It was thicker here and more bristly.The hair around Darcy’s cock was thicker still, and he tugged, not too hard, and that made Darcy moan.
“Teasing me,” Darcy whispered.
“Am I?”He hadn’t meant to; he was just fascinated by their differences.
“You keep skirting the most sensitive bits.”
“Oh!Sorry?”Charma wasn’t really, though.He was enjoying his explorations, and they had all afternoon, didn’t they?Plus now that they’d come, the urgency had backed off.
“Nah, it’s okay.You just make me want things.”
He laughed.Darcy charmed the heck out of him.“That’s good, right?”
“Yeah, it is.But it also makes me forget to return the favor.”Darcy’s fingers opened and closed on his shoulders, and then let go, moving to trace his shape.
“Returning the favor is good.”Very good, and now that he had Darcy’s fingers all over him, he was beginning to understand what Darcy meant.The sweet sensations were very distracting, and it would be easy to forget he was supposed to be touching, too.
He closed his eyes so he could focus on what he was feeling—both feelings.What Darcy was doing to him and what he could feel under his fingertips.As Darcy traced his shape, he traced Darcy’s, using that as his guide.Darcy’s fingers slid along his ribs, so he slid his along Darcy’s.Then on down over hips to thighs.His fingertips were caught up in Darcy’s hair again, and he stroked over it, wondering if Darcy thought it was weird that he didn’t have hairy legs.
“Do you shave everything?”Darcy asked, and Charma nearly crowed—Darcy had noticed the difference!
“Nope.I don’t have hair everywhere like you do.”
“None at all?”Darcy backed away a bit, taking him in from his hairless legs and cock, to the smoothness of his belly and chest.Then Darcy lifted his arm and examined his pit.“Wow, you really don’t have any hair on your body.”
Charma nodded.“It’s got something to do with the lizard in me.None of us have hair on our bodies.”
“Huh.Interesting.I wonder if say bear or wolf shifters are extra hairy as humans…”
“As interesting as this?”Charma asked, sliding his fingers across Darcy’s belly, the back of his hand brushing Darcy’s cockhead.
“Nope.Not nearly as interesting as that.”Darcy was slightly breathless as he said it.“You could do it again, as I probably need to examine that more closely.”
That had Charma giggling but also giving Darcy what he’d asked for.He moved his hand slower this time, fingertips sliding on the warm skin, tracing the lovely muscles.His pinky dragged along Darcy’s cockhead, making Darcy take in a sharp breath.
Then Charma turned his hand and wrapped it around the thick cock.He stroked it a few times before letting go in favor of tracing the shape of it.Darcy groaned for him, hands opening and closing on his waist.He took his time, wanting to explore how Darcy was different from himself.Definitely thicker, but also a little shorter, and Charma loved the way some of the veins stood out.They felt neat under his fingertips.The head was ever so slightly spongy and the tip was slick, the tiny slit almost tickling his fingers as they brushed over it.And hot.Oh goddess, Darcy’s cock was so hot.
On top of that, he could smell Darcy.He’d gotten a good whiff of the guy when he’d been in Darcy’s pocket, but heat and need had made Darcy’s scent stronger, muskier, and Charma suddenly needed to taste.
He slid down the bed and took in the head of Darcy’s cock.Darcy cried out, hands dropping to Charma’s head and holding on.They opened and closed, like Darcy didn’t quite know what to do.Charma did, though.He licked at the cockhead in his mouth, tongue circling it before sliding back and forth across the tiny little slit lips.
Darcy started babbling, words coming out of his mouth but not making any sense.Charma had to smile, which was weird with Darcy’s cock in his mouth, so he made himself stop and take more of Darcy in.He moved his head, slowly bobbing down and up along the solid flesh.Darcy tasted even better than he smelled, and the tiny drops of pre-come that leaked from him exploded that flavor across Charma’s tongue.It made him want more.
He tightened his lips and moved faster, loving the way Darcy’s words twisted as he did it, turning into simple sounds that spoke more of his pleasure than actual words would have.Oh yeah, he was making Darcy feel amazing and that made him feel ten feet tall.The fact that he was enjoying it so much too was just icing on the cake.
When Darcy started pumping his hips, then stopping, then doing it again.Charma grabbed hold of his ass and squeezed, then pulled him forward, encouraging the movements.He could take it.
A low, needy whimper sounded, and Darcy’s hands tightened on his head, holding him in place as Darcy let his hips have their way, pushing the hot erection into his mouth over and over.Charma slapped with his tongue and increased his suction, trying to make it as good as possible.
Darcy’s babbling increased, and Charma figured if Darcy could actually speak, he’d be warning that he was about to go off.And that was just fine with Charma.He wanted to taste.
He hummed, his fingers digging into Darcy’s ass as he pulled him in deeper and that was all it took.Darcy shouted his name and thrust deep, coming down Charma’s throat in a few long pulses.
