“Good so far?” Cold asked, giving his nipple a playful twist.
“Good,” Jimmy said, lashes fluttering. “I never even thought about using booze with food play... mmmph.”
“Inspiration came to me,” Cold said with a smug smirk. “Just hopped right into my brain.”
“Like a little bunny?” Jimmy laughed, grinning wide.
“Mmm. With very big teeth. I find that there is something very primal about providing sustenance for your partner this way,” Cold mused. “No utensils, no plates, just each other’s bodies. It’s far beyond the normal intimacy of sharing a meal together.”
“Like cavemen taking down a wooly mammoth and then banging kind of thing?” Jimmy asked, grabbing the glass to steal another sip and grimacing at the burn.
“Something like that,” Cold chuckled. “I was thinking more along the lines of leopards. When they mate, they sometimes hunt for each other in between multiple bouts of copulation. They can mate every fifteen minutes for up to seven days. A full week of nothing but providing sustenance for each other and rampant fucking.”
“Mmm, howNational Geographicof you,” Jimmy giggled, rolling his ass down with a grin. “Very sexy.”
“We can stop if you’re not enjoying yourself.”
“No, I like it,” Jimmy insisted. He rubbed his hard cock against Cold’s stomach to prove his point. “I really like it. I would very much like to have more of your sustenance... if you’re willing to provide some.”
“Mmmm,” Cold hummed, thinking Jimmy’s words over and sliding his hands over his ass. “I think that can be arranged.”
Jimmy gasped as Cold growled at his neck and nipped him with his teeth. He pressed close, groaning when he knew Cold was going for the bottle again. The dribble of alcohol came down his chest, Cold’s lips rushing to drink it up as his fingers moved between Jimmy’s cheeks.
Jimmy gave himself over completely to Cold’s skilled fingers, never sure where he was going to feel his mouth next. It might be grazing across his collarbone or at his ear, sucking on his nipple or leaving a bruising kiss on his chest, but it was always with whiskey flowing, and teeth and tongue.
Jimmy moaned happily when Cold pushed his cock inside of him, the wonderful affection never ceasing even as their bodies rolled together in that most intimate of embraces. Jimmy clutched at Cold’s shoulders as he fucked him good and slow while the water softly splashed around them.
“I want to taste you,” Jimmy murmured passionately. “Please... I want... I want to drink from you, too.”
Cold passed the bottle to Jimmy’s waiting fingers with a warm kiss. “Mmm... you can drink all you want... But I do have a very special treat in mind for you for when I come. Somethingverysustaining.”
“Oh, yeah?” Jimmy grinned, panting as he leaned forward and poured a splash of whiskey on Cold’s neck to quickly lap up.
“Oh, yes,” Cold rumbled, his hands lazily running down Jimmy’s sides as he thrust upward.
Moaning hungrily, Jimmy ran his tongue over new bruises and old scars, finding all the beautiful sounds Cold made just as intoxicating as the whiskey he was drinking from his skin. It went on and on, even as the water began to cool, making love and getting drunk off of each other’s flesh.
Jimmy was getting eager for release, and his hand was unsteady when he poured the alcohol all over Cold’s chest. A rivulet escaped his intended target and ran right over Cold’s fresh stab wound before he could stop it.
Cold’s hands clenched down tightly, his eyes narrowed as he hissed, “Jimmy!”
“Oh, fuck!” Jimmy shouted. “I’m so fucking sorry! I’m a little fucked up, and I didn’t mean to—”
Cold’s cock slammed up inside of him with unexpected force, and he growled fiercely, “Do it again.”
“What?” Jimmy was stunned, left gasping as Cold began pounding into him ferociously.
“Do it. Again!” Cold ordered firmly and bared his teeth.
“Fuck! Yes, sir!” Jimmy whimpered, moaning from Cold’s brutal thrusting. It was impossible to pour with any accuracy while Cold was fucking him so hard, and whiskey splashed all over the jagged wound.
Cold went wild, grabbing Jimmy’s waist and biting down on his throat as he plowed his tight ass.
Jimmy never had a chance to even taste one drop, doing everything he could to hold on for the ride of his life.
Water was sloshing over the sides of the tub and onto the floor, Jimmy’s screams echoing off the tile. It was too intense, too hot, causing him to beg desperately, “Please, fuck! I’m gonna come, Rod! Please, please, please let me fucking come!”
“Ohhh, you’ll come,” Cold promised with a snarl. “Then you’re drinking mine. Do you hear me? You will drink everything I fucking give you. All of it, every fucking bit!”
