“Okay, Theodore?Why, yes, it is very much okay.Can’t you see my cock is weeping for it already?”
“Yeah, I see.Didn’t take much.”
“It only took you.”
“Charmer.”
Peter’s cock was indeed ready and leaking, and Theo made a stop on his way, straddling Peter’s thighs and squeezing some more lube into the palms of his hands.
“Did I ever tell you I like this?”Theo asked as he reached for Peter’s cock and let his hands slide along the shaft.
Peter’s eyes fell shut, and he made a low, growly humming noise.“Not in so many words.”
“Mm.Well, it’s a nice cock.And I have plenty to compare it to, too.Back in my old camboy days, people would send me pictures, even videos.You stand out, you know.”
“I’m glad it pleases you.”
Theo hesitated as he kept spreading the lube.“It really doesn’t bother you?What I do?Or…what I used to do?”
Peter lifted his head.It looked like he was straining, trying to keep his hands where they were.“It does not bother me.Not today, not tomorrow.”
Theo nodded.“All right.”
“The torture is bothersome though.”
Theo couldn’t help himself.He squeezed just that much tighter.
Peter tossed his head back and moaned.
That was so much better.Theo stroked all the way down to Peter’s balls while never quite ignoring the tip.Peter, given his position, was left moaning and intermittently staring up at Theo with a kind of enthralled stare.Theo liked that—the vampire on his back, snowy hair fanned out around his head.
I want more though.I’m not done.Theo ran his hands over Peter’s chest before he squeezed more lube over that ready cock.Then he eased himself open while Peter watched him with that predatory gaze.
“You like watching?”
Peter licked his lips, showing his sharp incisors.“I like watching you make yourself feel good.”
“Right.Not here to finger myself into oblivion though.”Theo stopped.“I’m here to ride you.”
Theo fumbled with a condom and ended up using his teeth to open it before slowly rolling it down.Peter exhaled slowly, his muscles trembling, his eagerness all too obvious.Theo positioned himself, then ever so slowly lowered his hips and seated himself on Peter’s cock.
The slow stretch and burn felt good.Being able to control it was even better.Peter had started growling at some point, but he wasn’t moving, just watched like a big cat ready to pounce.Peter’s cock stretched Theo open, and it felt as if it was the maximum size Theo could handle, the perfect, upper-limit fit.Theo savored that for a few moments before leaning forward and resting his palms on the firm muscle of Peter’s chest.
Peter’s nostrils flared, his attention completely focused on Theo.This is so fucking good.Should’ve done it sooner.
Theo moved his hips and sat back up.If sex was power, then in this moment, with Peter’s cock buried inside him to the hilt, Theo had all the power.He gave himself a few strokes as he slid up and down on his vampire’s erection, but it wasn’t enough.He leaned forward again until his own balls and cock rubbed against Peter with every thrust, every gyration.Better.So fucking good.
“It is becoming increasingly hard to remain still with you looking like this, Theodore.”Peter’s voice was husky and strained.
Theo sat back sharply.With a hiss, Peter tensed, the tie stretching around his wrists.
“I told you I was going to ride you.Should I have brought a crop?”
“You do what you want with me, my precious one.Whatever you want.”
Well, damn.Peter had a knack for saying the right thing at the right time.The need to be close, closer, to lose himself in Peter, washed over Theo, even stronger than before.He tilted his hips and leaned back, enjoying the fullness, the pressure, the friction.
Peter thrust up hard, hitting the perfect spot, and Theo heard himself moan like a starved man stuffing his face with chocolate cake.That wasn’t right.Peter was the one who was supposed to be moaning.Peter was the one who was supposed to be losing his reasoning skills in the sex haze.
