“Can you stop arguing?” Vail whined. “I want to have sex. Lots of sex. I’ve dreamed of this.”
“Have ye?” I smiled down at him. “Tell me what ye’ve fantasized about. What do ye want?”
He tilted his hips up toward me, looking positively disheveled, and we hadn’t even really begun. The flush on his face grew deeper, spreading to the tips of his ears and down his neck. The sight had my cock throbbing as I pressed my fingers to his hole. I was met with resistance, but he took a few deep breaths. His hole sucked me in like a greedy whore. Two fingers was all it took to have him wriggling on the bed, and I couldn’t wait to see what my cock did to him.
I took the time to prepare Vail, ignoring the bored sounds Cillian made in front of me. He even yawned loudly and sighed dramatically. If I wasn’t so focused on Vail, I would’ve decked him.
“Shut up, will ye?” I grumbled and pushed a third finger inside Vail, who arched up into my touch.
Cillian smirked, running his knuckles over Vail’s cheek and humming. “Ain’t he beautiful? I should stick me cock in his sweet mouth.” He brushed his thumb over Vail’s bottom lip, and like Vail had done before, he opened wide and sucked Cillian’s finger in.
Vail closed his eyes, slurping on Cillian’s thumb hungrily, all the while bouncing on my fingers as though they were my cock. At this rate, I wouldn’t last much longer. My sack was tight against my body and my cock ached, jerking at watching Vail feed off Cillian’s thumb. It was the sexiest fucking thing I’d ever seen.
“Want me in ye, sweet pea?” I whispered.
Cillian rolled his eyes and waved the hand that Vail wasn’t sucking on. “Of course he does. Stop asking questions and get to it.” He grabbed his bulge and pumped his hips in my direction. “This needs to get inside him sometime tonight. Loser.”
I flipped him the bird with my slick fingers when I pulled them out of Vail and grabbed the lube again. I slid a condom on before slathering my cock. Grabbing Vail’s legs, I put them on my shoulders as I lined myself up and grinned down at him. My meaty cockhead nudged at his hole teasingly. “Let’s put on a show, eh?”
Vail blinked at me and gave me a lopsided smile. “Yeah. Fuck me.”
They were simple words, nothing I hadn’t heard a million times before from different blokes, but they felt extra dirty coming from Vail’s innocent lips. The devil’s words from an angel’s mouth. Sinful. Delicious. The Catholic part of me—the side that logically knew I shouldn’t be sleeping with a man and would need to confess later—might have been compelled to cover his mouth and recite a prayer, but fuck that. I wanted to hear everything he had to say. Ineededhim to say more.
Shoving in until I was balls deep, I slammed my mouth against his. He moaned, practically vibrating against me as he curled his arms around me, nails digging into my back. His warmth surrounded me, conquered me, and all I could think about was shoving myself home again and again until he was full of my cum. Except that wouldn’t happen, not while I had a condom on, but I didn’t have sex any other way. Cillian? He loved bare, took the risk quite often, but I wasn’t him. I never would be. It was a thing I had to keep in mind.
“Oh God, you feel so good,” Vail whispered against me, shuddering. “Please move. Oh my God, you’re so big.Move.”
I didn’t need telling a third time. Grasping his thighs against my chest, I started thrusting. It was a slow pace at first, my cock sliding in and out at a graceful speed where he could feel every inch of me before I started to pick up momentum. The sound of my balls slapping against his skin filled the room, and I peeked at Cillian, who was still smirking but now had his eyebrow raised. His judging stare had anger swirling alongside the passionate heat inside me, and the desire to prove to him that I could fuck had me thrusting harder and faster.
Vail held on to Cillian, his fingers linked with Cillian’s as he closed his eyes and whimpered. His back arched off the bed and he hooked his legs over my shoulders tighter. “Oh God. Yes. You feel so good.”
“Yeah?” I grinned at Cillian, who shrugged, and I slammed my hands on either side of Vail’s head, getting in a better position. Sweat dripped down my temples and clung to my forehead, and my balls pulsated with every slap against Vail’s skin. His tightness consumed me, and warmth filled every crevice in my body. I was so close, but I screwed my eyes shut, focusing on my movements rather than my orgasm. Cillian wasn’t going to win this. I would hold out until Vail came again.
Vail’s moans echoed in the room. “I’m so close.” He cried out, and I opened my eyes to see the swollen red head of his cock whacking against his abs, at the point of bursting and making a wonderful mess. “Oh please, Rowen.”
My name on his lips had a shiver passing down my spine and I groaned. “Fuck. Ye’re so tight.”
“How tight?” Cillian murmured, his dark eyes eating Vail’s body up. He was an animal ready to fight for what he wanted as his, but I wasn’t going to let him. Not this time. Vail was mine right now.
“So fucking tight. And warm. Feck.” I pressed my chest against Vail’s, his legs stuck between us, and kissed him again. He tasted like sweat and my precum and it was perfect. “I want ye to come for me, sweet pea. Come.”
He shuddered under me, whimpering, and I sat back on my knees so he could grab hold of his cock. It didn’t take much for him to blow—a few strokes and his erection jerked, strings of spunk shooting across his stomach and chest. His moans filled the room and he convulsed through his orgasm, whimpering and calling my name as though I was a saint. It was the prettiest sight.
I wasn’t far behind him. A few more thrusts and I exploded, fireworks igniting inside me. I grunted, curled over the top of him, and shook through my orgasm until I had nothing left to give. He’d stolen the pleasure from me, ripped it right out of my balls because of how sexy he was and how good he felt.
“Isthatall ye have in ye?” Cillian asked bluntly.
For a moment, I’d forgotten he was here at all. He rose when I glared at him, pulling myself out of Vail’s hole. I kept right on giving him the evil eye as I tied up the condom. “Fuck off, Cillian. Ye don’t have to be here.”
“Oh, I do.” He tickled his fingertips over a panting Vail’s cheek. “I’m gonna show him how a real man fucks.”
I shook my head, chest rising and falling in sharp breaths. Petting Vail’s thigh, I ignored Cillian so I could talk to Vail. “Are ye okay, sweet pea?”
Vail nodded, dazedly staring up at the white ceiling. “Wow.”
Cillian left the room, and I glanced toward the door with a frown. I didn’t know where he’d gone, but I knew he’d be back. He always had something up his sleeve. I fell onto the bed beside Vail and reached over to throw the tied condom into the rubbish bin beside my bed. Laughing, I turned on my side and tickled my fingers over his cum-coated belly. “Ye were beautiful.”
He grinned, then frowned. “Is beautiful a word you should use for men? It has a connotation related to women, right? I think it does. I’m pretty sure the etymology is from middle English, however. It wouldn’t have been a gendered word, in that case. No one’s ever said it to me.” He appeared thoughtful. “I think I like it.”
