Although, it was so much more than that to Kid, and he wondered if Treycore had said that because he could tell Kid was enamored with how Treycore made him feel…because maybe Treycore knew he had this powerful effect on mortals.
Treycore stared into Kid's eyes, as if trying to stare much farther. A broad grin stretched across his face.
“Good. Now it's time to get you off.”
As much as it pleased Kid to hear that, he really didn't care whether or not he got off. He really just enjoyed being tortured by, and pleasuring, Treycore. Besides, it had been being on the brink of death that had left Kid in such intoxicating pleasure.
Kid lunged at Treycore, wrapping his legs around his waist and throwing his arms around his neck. Their lips met in a frenzied fit of kisses. They weren't the careful kisses from their first encounter. They were sloppy, thoughtless, and out of sync. As their lips clashed without rhyme, they soon developed an awkward rhythm together.
Treycore pressed the head of his dick against Kid's ass crack. Kid's cheeks instinctively twitched and tightened, despite his deep longing for more.
Treycore pulled away from Kid's lips and kissed his way down to Kid's chin. He moved his hands up and down Kid's back, much softer than the first time.
Treycore kissed up to Kid's ear.
“Take a deep breath,” he whispered, his breath tingling against the hairs just behind Kid's ear.
Kid did as he was told. Treycore pulled back and returned to Kid's lips. Kid surrendered to Treycore as he collapsed on top of him. Air swept across his back. As they hit the water, droplets flew into the air. The spring water consumed them as they dropped off the shelf in the spring Kid had stood on.
Treycore's blond locks waved about rapidly in the settling water. His wings fanned out. They fluttered quickly, subtly, preventing the two of them from floating upward.
Kid worried that if Treycore wasn't very careful, he'd drown him, but considering how thoughtful he'd been with the vine in their previous encounter, he opted to just trust him. Although he might bring him to the brink of passing out, in the end, he would do what was best for him…or at least, what would keep him alive.
Treycore's fingers tickled up Kid's torso, moving through the grooves in his abs. Their kisses softened. It was an odd experience for Kid, considering their last fuck had been anything but sensual. It was odd, but it felt just as good. Kid felt a stirring in his chest and heat building in his pelvis. He pressed his erect dick into the dip between Treycore's abs.
With his free hand, Treycore cradled Kid's ass, steadily pressing his fingers into his flesh.
The longer they remained underwater, the more uneasy Kid felt. But he played as if he was fine. He didn't want to ruin the moment with his insecurity.
Treycore's lips left his and trailed down his neck. Kid peered back at the specks of spring debris that clouded the water around them, glistening in the sunlight. They sank deeper and deeper into the spring, making their way steadily to the bottom—a luminous cluster of flat rock formations. Their slow, steady motion made Kid feel as if time had slowed, giving him just a moment where he didn't have to think about his past, Jerry's place, fallens, or any of this Antichrist shit. He could just savor the intoxicating feeling that rushed through him as Treycore's body moved against his. He could let Treycore take control and let his own responsibility slip away. Despite how cruel this higherling had been to him, how spiteful and cold, something in him trusted him just enough. He hated that part of himself, considering how long he had worked to develop a deep distrust for mankind. But he couldn't deny that ever since his first fuck with Treycore, he had felt some deep trust that even though he might abuse and torture him, he was only doing it for the sake of ecstasy and pleasure.
Treycore kissed to the dip at the base of Kid's neck, and then licked it tenderly. His fingers made their way up to Kid's waist, his thumb stroking back and forth.
Kid's penis got even harder. He started seeing spots, just as he had when Treycore had strangled him with the vine. He had to go back up for air, but he didn't want this moment to end. He grabbed the edges of Treycore's wings. They were hard and slick. He slid his hands back and forth against them. They pulled out of his reach as Treycore kissed down his abdomen.
Treycore's thumbs stroked Kid's sides as he licked and kissed at the pulsating muscles. His tongue dropped into his navel, and he kept it out, brushing over Kid's flesh, as he made his way down to Kid's pelvis. As he came to his cock, he glanced up at Kid, who was looking right back at him. He ran his tongue over the head and licked up and down the shaft.
Kid's body was desperate for oxygen, and his head felt swollen, like it was about to erupt.
Treycore sucked Kid's dick into his mouth. He swirled his tongue about rigorously. His hands tightened against Kid's ass as he moved his head up and down. Kid wanted to call out. He wanted to let Treycore know how good he was making him feel, but all he could do was continue to hold his breath and writhe with pleasure.
Treycore's lips touched the base of his cock, and he jerked back up, his lips freeing Kid's shaft as his tongue assaulted the head.
Kid knew he wasn't going to make it much longer. He looked to Treycore, hoping to try and psychically convey his agony, but Treycore was so absorbed in tickling the head of his cock with his tongue, Kid was starting to worry that he was going to pass out.
Treycore's wings did a quick flap. His body rushed over Kid's until they were face to face. Treycore kissed Kid's lips. Kid couldn't kiss back. He was too busy straining to hold his breath. Treycore wrapped his arms around him, and with a quick maneuver of his wings, they shot up.
SPLASH!
Treycore's wings scattered water every which way. They continued to flap subtly. Droplets flung about.
Kid gasped desperately for air, but it was still in vain because as he attempted to force air into his mouth, Treycore kissed him passionately. He breathed through his nose, but his body had been so deprived of air, it wasn't enough, and he had to pull back to sneak a breath. Before he could get very much, Treycore's lips would be back at his. He felt continuously torn between his body's desperate need for air and his deep longing to have Treycore's lips against his.
Treycore's wings flapped about, pushing Kid and himself through the water until he was against a rock at the edge of the spring. Treycore pushed Kid's back against the rock and continued forcing kisses on his oxygen-hungry body. Every so often, their lips would separate just long enough for Kid to take a heavy, much needed breath.
Treycore's cock pressed against Kid's leg.
Please, Kid thought.Oh please, more.
