“Perfect.”
Breaking away from the hot and heavy contact, I grabbed his hand and led him down the hall and toward the furthest door where my bedroom resided. I flung open the door and turned back around to lock my arms around Kroven’s neck, pulling him back into me as our lips parted and our tongues met.
“I just want you to know,” I said, hating that I was taking even a second to leave his lips. “I’m usually the, um,receiver, in these situations.”
Kroven cackled briefly, reaching behind my back and giving my ass a squeeze, jolting my cock like it was being struck by the lightning of his touch. “That won’t be a problem.”
“Good,” I breathed in bravery and breathed out lust. “Because I want you tofuck me.”
Grunting deep, a noise I wanted imbedded against my eardrums, Kroven picked me up, his hands going to my ass until I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist as he lifted me. I felt his lips and tongue on my neck as he walked me the rest of the way to my king-sized bed. I threw my head back, Kroven’s purple tongue coarse against the smoothness of my freckled skin.
We fell as one against the mattress, plopping down together so that Kroven could keep decorating my neck with his attraction to me. My thighs spreading for easy access and comfort, he slid in between them effortlessly. I pulled at his button-up, whining that I couldn’t get the buttons myself. After a snort, he made haste of getting his shirt off as he leaned back on his knees, allowing me enough time to fiddle with my own shirt. Once they were both tossed to the floor with little care, Krovendived back down to envelop me, our chests meeting together in a cacophony of mismatched skin. I could feel how hard his purple nipples were, and I twisted my head so that I could lean up and swirl my tongue over one of them.
“Fuck,” Kroven swore, arching his back as I lightly pulled his nipple between my teeth, his dick wrestling against my hip as I licked away the abrasive pinch from my mouth.
His hands found my pants, his palm grazing over my obvious bulge, sending my hips upward to meet as much friction as possible. I hissed at the searing hot embrace.
“Take your pants off.” Kroven had a sudden hollowness to his voice, like he was commanding me. And it was so fucking hot to hear that I was peeling my pants off in record time. While I was distracted, he mimicked my actions, leaping off the bed so he could stand. As he slowly unbuttoned and shoved his pants down, he watched me writhe on the bed, lifting my hips so I could pull my pants down over my ass. We stared at one another once we were both in our underwear, me clad in my bright red boxer briefs, knowing he’d love the color. He was in a similar pair, but in white. I guess Orbs did wear underwear on occasion after all.
Our dicks made obscene tents in them, and I reached down to palm my dick, but Kroven shook his head.
“No touching yourself yet,blomsjett.” The callback to the nickname made me harder as I obeyed him, my hand drifting to my chest to tease one of my nipples.
“Please, Kroven,” I pleaded. “I want you naked on top of me.”
He growled again, and I watched in awe as he slid his underwear off and I saw that beautifully ridged cock for the second time. I had so many things lingering in my head that I wanted to do to him that I felt like I was in a haze, or covered in molasses, incapable of moving at my normal speed or thought. Biting my lip, I salivated as his naked form loomed over me as he got back on the bed, hovering over me like I was his next meal.
“Are you sure you want this?” He asked, making sure there wasn’t a sliver of doubt hiding in my intentions.
To satiate his concern, I grabbed his hand, making him falter between my legs a bit, and placed it against my dick, mimicking his earlier actions. “Does how hard I am for you answer your question?”
“Yes.” He hissed back, squeezing me though my boxer briefs, eliciting a moan that came barreling out of my chest. “I prefer making sure you know what you’re getting in to.”
“I’ll let you know if there’s anything I’m uncomfortable with.” I bucked into his hand. “Now will youpleasetake these off for me?”
Not needing to be told twice, we worked together to get my boxer briefs off, me lifting my hips off the bed and Kroven yanking them off with gusto. My cock leapt in the air as I saw him sniff my underwear, Kroven grunting wildly before he threw them with the rest of our discarded clothing on the floor. I made a mental note to explore Kroven’s pension for dirty underwear at a later date.
Right now, my focus was on Kroven and only Kroven. Once we were both finally naked the way nature intended, our bodies relaxed against each other, skin to skin in absolutely every way we could be. He settled between my legs again, which went around his hips as he leaned down to claim my mouth again. My hands roamed his back, greedily grasping at the alabaster flesh his body had to offer. I gasped when I felt his cock notch against my hole, feeling his pre-cum dripping onto it.
“Kroven,” I said with very little control, my breaths haphazard and without a clear way out as I pried our lips apart. “Please,” Pleading again, I nodded. “Get me ready for you.”
His hands went to my legs, pushing them over my body so that I was fully exposed to him. As I grabbed my legs to aid him, his steely gaze pierced through me from his stance between my body. His deliciously colored tongue flicked out and wet hisbottom lip, delivering a shockwave of pleasure to shift along my spinal cord, radiating throughout the rest of my body until I felt my fingertips tingle.
Wordlessly, he contorted his body lower on the mattress, and suddenly I was gasping for air as I felt his tongue swipe over my hole. My back arched of its own accord, the wet heat from his mouth breathing over my ass. Kroven lifted off my hole, dipping two fingers into his mouth, savoring them as the saliva coated them. I grunted wildly as I felt his fingers slowly pushing me open, my cock jerking against my stomach as a pool of pre-cum formed.
I felt him kiss his way up my balls and leaving light kisses along my shaft before he found my eyes after their brief stint rolling in the back of my head, his fingers pushing in and out of me in agonizing anticipation.
“Are you going to be agood boyfor me, Sebastian?”
FUCK. My dick lurched, my hole tightening around his fingers as he pushed into me until only his knuckles stopped their entry. What was it about being praised that made me so fucking hard? Kroven’s smile grew, glancing down at where his hand and my ass began and ended together, clearly feeling the pressure on his fingers as my body reacted to his words.
“I’m going to need to hear you say it, baby.” He retracted halfway before plunging his fingers back inside of me, my hands gripping at the sheets. “Even if I canfeelhow good you want to be for me.”
“I’ll be good,” I panted, moving my ass as much as I could, trying to meet his hand’s thrust, desperate to feel as much of him as possible.
He removed his fingers from me completely, a pathetic moan escaping me at the hollowness of being without his touch. “You’ll be a good what?”
“I’ll be a goodboy.” I was practically whispering, unable topush out my words over the hammering of my heartbeat that flooded my ears. “I’ll be a good boy for you, Kroven.”
