“So good,” Shiloh whispered.
“Then kiss me and I’ll do the rest.”
Shiloh did as he was told, gasping into Levi’s open mouth on the next thrust. He fucked Shiloh like he’d kissed him that morning, slowly, deeply, like they had all the time in the world. Shiloh hadn’t thought it was possible to be this full, this absorbed in another human being. It felt spiritual, supernaturaleven, like they shared a body. There was no beginning or end, just the two of them, a complete circuit, sharing energy.
Shiloh tipped his head back as Levi bounced him in his lap, unable to stop the staccato sounds he forced from him with each movement. His cock ached painfully between them, but he ignored it. He couldn’t do anything other than just let Levi take him, use him. Every other thrust had the head of his cock hitting his prostate dead on, driving sharp cries from him as his cock would ooze more pre-cum between them.
Neither of them spoke; they didn’t need to. There was something wholly erotic about the sounds filling the room. The panting breaths, the moans, the cries, Levi’s low groans and growls, the slapping of skin on skin, the squelch of the lube, the springs on the bed squeaking with every movement. There was no way Nico couldn’t hear them. He had to know. Had he put on his headphones? Was he just…listening to them?
“I’m close,” he panted into Levi’s ear. “Can I touch myself?”
“Fuck, yes,” Levi said, biting down on Shiloh’s shoulder as he bounced him harder, faster.
“Oh, fuck,” Shiloh moaned, almost weeping as he wrapped a fist around himself, stroking in time with Levi’s motions. “Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck.”
Levi bit at Shiloh’s throat, his ear, then crashed their mouths together in a dirty kiss that didn’t last long, both of them too far gone, chasing their own climax.
Shiloh could feel his orgasm building, that coil inside him tightening. He was so close. He tipped his head back, wanting to see Levi’s face. But Levi was looking down, watching Shiloh jerk himself as he continued fucking into him. That was all it took to have Shiloh spilling over his fist, eyes rolling back as his whole body clenched, pleasure shivering through him.
“Oh, fuck, baby. That was so sexy.”
Shiloh didn’t have a chance to answer. Levi picked him up just enough to drive into him, his pace frenzied, his expression almost pained.
Soon, oversensitivity kicked in, each thrust sending sparks of pain/pleasure through Shiloh. He needed Levi to come. Now. He pressed his lips to his ear. “Come on, baby. Fill me up. I want to feel it deep inside me.”
The sound Levi made was barely human. He slammed Shiloh’s hips down even as he ground up into him, his body spasming, cock throbbing as he came hard and deep inside Shiloh just like he wanted.
Shiloh rested his head on Levi’s shoulder, both of them trying to come back down to Earth. Finally, Shiloh said, “I think I need more cardio before we try this again.”
Levi’s low laugh washed over Shiloh. “Same. Wow.”
After a few minutes, Shiloh started to ache…everywhere. He leaned back, smiling when he saw just how wrecked Levi looked. “Not to sound like a total sex novice but how do we get out of this position?” Shiloh asked.
In a blink, Shiloh found himself back on the bed, heels on the mattress, staring up at Levi. “Like this,” he said smugly, kissing Shiloh’s pouting mouth.
Shiloh made a face. “You have to pull out now, huh?”
Levi sighed. “I’m afraid so. As much as I’d like to live inside you forever, it’s just not feasible.”
Shiloh gave a beleaguered little noise as Levi’s spent cock slipped free, his cum right behind him. He shivered. “This is a major design flaw of the human body,” he muttered. “Like, what’s the point of putting it up there if it’s just gonna run back out?”
Levi snickered. “Depends on who you ask. But most people only care about it staying if they need it for procreation.”
“Okay, but even if we go by the most biblical of standards, why isn’t there a way to get it to just…stay?”
Levi flopped onto his back and pulled Shiloh against him. “I have no idea. But if it bothers you that much, we can get you a plug. You can keep it in there all day.”
Shiloh’s eyes went wide. “Really?” Levi’s gaze jerked to him, startled. Shiloh’s cheeks turned pink. “Oh, you were kidding.”
“I absolutely was, but if you want a plug, I will get you one. Hell, I’ll get you a dozen. A hundred. One in every color. Whatever you want.”
Shiloh sighed. “I don’t know what I want. Or what I like, even. I’ve never done anything.”
Levi tsk’d, his fingers tangling in Shiloh’s very messy hair. “That’s not true. You’ve given your first blow job. You’ve done missionary. You’ve done this weird pretzel position that I think is called lotus position. It’s a good start. What else do you want to try?”
Shiloh’s brain ground to a halt. “I don’t know.”
Levi shrugged beneath him. “So, make a sexual bucket list and we’ll just start ticking things off it.”
