Then Arsen kneeled between his legs once more. He trembled, dancing on a knife’s edge as he waited to see what Arsen would do next. He had only a moment to register Arsen’s finger at his entrance before it was pressing in just as Arsen’s mouth closed around his cock.
Maybe it was the shock—the sudden invasion—but the perfect suction of Arsen’s mouth wasn’t enough to cancel out the burn of his entrance. Panic flooded Ever, his mouth going dry. He couldn’t stop the whimper that escaped.
Arsen stopped immediately but left his finger where it was, barely inside. “Are you okay?”
Hearing Arsen’s voice quelled the sudden panic. Ever forced himself to take a couple of deep breaths and looked around, remembering he was there, in Arsen’s bed, with Arsen. Not some monster. “Yeah. I-I’m fine. I just…freaked out for a second.”
Arsen kissed his thigh so softly Ever wanted to cry. “Do you want to stop?” he asked gently.
“No,” Ever cried, then winced. “No,” he said again, softer this time. “I just…needed a second. Is that okay?”
Arsen kissed his leg once more. “It’s all okay. Whatever you want to do is okay.”
Ever’s heart felt too big for his chest. He was so fucking in love with Arsen, he ached from it. It was on the tip of his tongue to say so but he didn’t want to freak him out.
“I’m…I’m good. I’m ready.”
When Arsen eyed him warily, Arsen lifted his hips, sliding his finger deeper. The burn was gone, replaced by an unfamiliar pressure and a feeling of fullness. He tried again, rocking his hips, once then twice, until Arsen’s knuckle dragged over a spot inside him that had him moaning.
What the fuck was that? Ever glanced down as if he might find the answer there, but instead, he found Arsen watching him ride his finger.
“Oh, fuck,” he whispered.
Ever’s curse seemed to break Arsen from his spell, his finger curling over that spot inside with far more deliberation than before. Ever couldn’t stop his cry of surprise, his cock leaking onto his stomach. Arsen did it again. And again.“Oh, my God,” he said, voice full of wonder.
Arsen smiled. “Yeah?”
“Do it some more,” Ever begged, cheeks flushing.
He heard Arsen’s muffled laugh but was too gone to care. He was too busy chasing that sensation, that zing that made his brain numb. Each time Arsen did it, Ever’s body bowed like he was possessed until he was moaning. “More. I need more.”
Arsen’s finger disappeared, but before Ever could mourn the loss, he pushed back in with two. The stretch and burn was still there, but it disappeared much quicker this time, only pleasure trailing in its wake as Arsen fucked into him.
Ever wanted to come with Arsen’s dick inside him, but the more he moved, the harder it was to hold back. It just felt so good. “Fuck. Fuck.”
“You want to come?” Arsen asked, nuzzling his cock. “We have all night. Let me make you feel good.”
Ever considered it, but then shook his head. “No. I still want you inside me first.”
It felt important.
Arsen’s fingers slid free, leaving an empty, aching feeling. The bed dipped, and then Arsen was over him, his towel now gone, his cock slotted against Ever’s. “How do you want it,besenok?”
Ever chewed on his lower lip for a long moment. “Can…can we do it like this? So I can see your face? I-I need to see your face.”
Arsen’s eyes went wide. “Yes. The answer is always yes.”
Arsen sat up, bringing Ever with him, wrestling his shirt over his head before gently pushing him back into the mattress.
Ever could feel himself trembling, but he couldn’t help it. He was nervous, but he was also excited, his nervous system firing on a hundred different levels. He wanted it to be good for both of them, not just him.
Arsen pressed a chaste kiss on his lips. “You’re in control. We can stop anytime you want. Okay?”
Ever nodded. “Kiss me.”
Arsen found his lips again, but it was slower this time, unhurried, his hips rolling against Ever’s in a way he found distracting.
“Condom,” Arsen muttered suddenly.
