Theo spread his legs willingly with Peter’s guidance, probably in anticipation of the earlier blowjob being returned in kind.Instead, he went for Theo’s puckered hole.Theo’s surprised jerk when he licked over the sensitive flesh told him he’d been right to suspect that this was new to Theo.
I should thank Celeste for not introducing him to the art of rimjobs.
“Ah…” Theo’s hands found Peter’s head under the blanket.
“Relax and let me have you this way,” Peter said.
“Fine.Fiiiinneee.”
Peter licked around Theo’s hole in slow circles.It drew quite the reaction: quivering, jerky bucking, desperate gasps, fingers pulling hard on Peter’s hair.Seeing the evident arousal before him, Peter decided he was going to make Theo come undone.Thoroughlyundone.
He kept slicking Theo’s hole with his tongue, but risked stroking Theo’s cock with one hand as well, even if Theo needed to be held down.Vampiric strength had many uses, but stilling a lover so one could lavish more pleasure on him?It was the best, in Peter’s book.
“Oh…god, oh my fucking god,” Theo moaned.Peter decided he liked this far better than being called Viking.“Peter—fuck!—so fucking good.”Which was pleasing to hear, though whether it was from the way Peter was grabbing Theo and circling his tip with a finger or from how Peter was now dipping his tongue inside him remained open to interpretation.“Just—fucking hell!”
This was about the worship.Peter enjoyed being on his knees for Theodore, the musky scent of his sweat mingling with lust mingling with the sweetness of desire.Theo jerked again, his cock trembled frantically, and moments later, the briny scent of warm cum balanced out this decadent perfume of ecstasy.
Peter was nowhere near done.He kept licking Theo’s hole, just preparing him to be stretched on a cock.With firm tugs, Peter made sure to milk Theo to the best of his ability.If he had anything left to give when they were done, it would be a damn shame.
When Peter was satisfied, he moved up, enjoying the sight of Theo’s slick, boneless body.His soft skin was flushed, and his right hand was splayed across his belly where the cum had painted a soothsayer’s design.
When Peter pushed the blanket back over his head, Theo stared up at him with expectant eyes, the lids at half-mast.Peter longed to deepen the red flush of Theo’s lips, but without knowing if that would squick the human out too much, he contented himself with eye contact alone.
“You look like the count himself could lure you into his coffin, Theodore.”
“Not the cock I want,” Theo managed to say, the words mildly slurring together.“I want you to come inside me.Fill me up.”
Peter reached down beneath the blanket, caressed that expectant patch of skin, and grinned when Theo shivered.
“In here?”
“Goddamn—yes, you asshole.Just finally fuck me already.Why do I always have to repeat myself with you?Cock in ass.It’s not rocket science.”
Peter let his laughter escape before he fished the lube out from behind the couch cushions and squeezed a generous amount onto his fingers.
Letting Theo come down too much wasn’t a good idea, so even while prepping him, Peter took his time, offering slow but steady touches where he could have rushed.
“Just, please, please!I need you already,” Theo moaned underneath him.
“How sweet you are when you recall your manners.”
Deciding he’d drawn things out long enough, Peter slicked himself up and buried his cock deep inside the welcoming warmth that was Theo.
“You’re mine, mine alone, and I am yours,” Peter said, then rolled his hips and watched as Theo’s eyes rolled back in response.“Say it, Theodore.”
“I’m yours—and…you belong to—me.”Theo gasped and squirmed, digging his fingers into Peter’s skin.
“Yes, yes,” Peter said, all pretense of control leaving him.
Not quite all pretense.With all his strength unleashed, Peter could have easily hurt Theo.Not going that far was an instinctive need.Something primal.
He followed instinct too when he rolled his hips, again, watched the way Theo’s eyes fluttered as his mouth fell open in an ecstatic moan.He did it again, and again, chasing the sight of Theodore losing himself in pleasure.It was too short a chase.
As Theo’s muscles grew tense, Peter could tell the other was almost there.Another thrust, and Theo came.Watching was enough for Peter, and he came in hot spurts that he pushed as deep as he could, marking all of Theo with the scent of pleasure.
The light from the screen painted greens and dark reds all over their skin.Theo’s black hair shone with droplets of sweat, and his eyes had glazed over.
Peter pulled out, but he didn’t want this to end.But, of course, his wishes only had about fifty percent relevance.Theo would cool down in a few more minutes, and Peter could see how he might appreciate a shower.
