We shift so we're fully on the bed, me lounging between his spread legs. After slicking my fingers with lube, I play with his arse and tease his nipple with my lips and tongue. He moans with every swirl of my tongue, every tickle of my finger over his puckered entrance. His fingernails rake gently over my back.
“So furry,” he whimpers. “God, I love how furry you are.”
I ease my finger inside him, feeling the hot press of his muscles. “You’re so tight.”
He gasps and arches his back. I run my tongue down the centre of his chest as I loosen up his arse with my finger. His hands run over my shaved scalp and then dig into my shoulders as I find his prostate and stroke it. His breath escapes his throat in tiny puffs, each one accompanied by a delicious groan.
“Do you like that, nerd?”
“Oh, yes, Sir.”
“Can you take a second finger, Archieosaurus?”
He puffs out his cheeks as he tries to suppress a laugh, nodding.
“Okay, maybenotArchieosuaurus.”I flick my tongue lazily back and forth over his hard, wet nipple.
“Definitely not,” he agrees.
I slip a finger inside him. “Do you want it a little deeper, Archieraptor?”
He practically doubles up laughing despite my weight on top of him. "Please don't."
“You don’t want it deeper?”
“I do! I do! Just please don’t call me that.”
“Call you what?” I thrust my fingers deep inside him.
“You know what.”
“Archieraptor?”
He laughs, and his arse muscles constrict around my fingers more tightly than before.
“Stop!”
I still my fingers.
“Notthat.”
“You need to be clearer, Archieraptor.”
He shakes his head. "You're being mean right now. I want you to fuck me with your fingers," he grates out. "And then with your cock. But please stop calling me Archieraptor."
“I like it,” I growl, nipping at the soft skin on his neck.
“You’re crazy.”
“I’m an author. It’s par for the course.”
He laughs again and then thrusts impatiently against my fingers. “Please, Sir. I want more.”
“Gruel?” I ask, referencingOliver Twist.
He swats me over the shoulder. “Just fucking make love to me already.”
“So needy.” I kiss him again. “You’re not quite ready yet.”
