Ryland rubbed his tongue back and forth across the tip of Arslan’s cock as his thoughts raced.He frantically tried to calm himself and convince himself that he hadn’t made the worst mistake of his life, but it wasn’t easy.Damn near begging to be allowed to do this without his even knowing what he was supposed to be doing with a lion, before he’d even thought to find out what lions did with each other, really had been the absolute definition of stupid.
Closing his eyes, Ryland tried to keep some sort of grip on reality.It wasn’t easy when so many unfamiliar thoughts and ideas kept creeping around the edges of his mind, only to rush off when he tried to study them.All he knew for sure was that this had to go right.
It had to, because he was doing it for free, and he’d really screwed up everything last time he was with Arslan.And, if he screwed everything up all over again, even when he was doing it for free, then it wouldn’t matter if Arslan would let him be thrown back to the lions once he had it all sorted out, because by then, the professor would have probably given up on him and—
Arslan gasped.He tightened his grip on Ryland’s hair.Ryland peered up at him as he scrambled to repeat his last action.Yes, lapping delicately at the head produced another gasp.
Pulling back, Ryland let the professor’s dick slip from between his lips before quickly leaning back in and flicking his tongue lightly against the tip again.He stared up at Arslan, hope burning bright inside him.
Arslan didn’t meet his gaze because his eyes were closed.He made a noise in the back of his throat.Ryland didn’t know what to call it.It fell halfway between a purr and a quiet roar.It was also the single most erotic noise he’d ever heard.Right there and then, he promised himself that he was going to spend a substantial part of the rest of his life making sure he heard Arslan make that sound as often as possible.
“That’s right, pet.”Arslan slowly blinked open his eyes and stared down at Ryland.His gaze seemed to feast on the sight of him licking his cock as if it was the most amazing thing he had ever seen in his life.
Ryland felt something settle inside him.Arslan was different to a human.That meant Ryland had to learn how to do things slightly differently.It didn’t mean he couldn’t please Arslan if he learned quickly enough.The professor liked people who were willing to learn.Everything was fine.Ryland was with Arslan, and everything would be fine now.
“Good,” Arslan rasped.
Ryland whimpered his pleasure at the praise and set about learning everything there was to know about Arslan’s cock.It didn’t take him long to discover that running his tongue all the way along the underside of the length and up over the glans produced the best reaction.
A low moan escaped from the back of Arslan’s throat.It wasn’t exactly the screaming Ryland had secretly been hoping for, but he was willing to believe it was probably the equivalent of an ear-splitting Halleluiah from a man with less control of his emotions than Arslan.
The hand on the back of his head held Ryland close as he continued to explore Arslan’s erection with his lips and tongue, doing everything he could to please him as he kissed and licked.
When the hands buried in his hair guided him back to the tip and encouraged him closer still, Ryland gave control of everything over to the professor without hesitation.As he opened his mouth and let Arslan guide his cock between his lips, he looked up.
Arslan stared straight into his eyes, and Ryland was trapped by his gaze.Arslan didn’t say a word, but Ryland saw the possession flaring in his expression.He’d never felt more like he belonged to someone.And he’d never known it was possible to feel so right in his skin, to feel as if he was exactly where he should be.
For all its perfection, it was also too much, too intense.He tore his gaze away and let his eyes drop closed.
“No.Look at me.”
It was an order.Ryland obeyed it.He stared up at the professor as if every good thing in his life depended on it.
A slight tightening of Arslan’s hands in his hair was his only warning before Arslan thrust forward, buried himself deeper within Ryland’s mouth and came.
The moment Ryland tried to pull away, Arslan’s grip on his hair relaxed, allowing him to retreat as far as he wished.
Ryland leaned back just far enough to catch Arslan’s full taste on his tongue.He looked back up just in time to see the pleasure flood Arslan’s eyes as he seemed to realise that Ryland didn’t want to avoid swallowing, he’d just desperately needed the chance to taste him properly.
Arslan rocked his hips slightly, making a series of shallow thrusts into Ryland’s mouth, as if he was unable to fall completely still as he came, no matter how hard he tried to maintain his complete control over himself.Arslan’s breaths were uneven now.A few strands of hair had escaped from the tight tie holding the mass back from his face.For the first time, Ryland saw the professor not perfectly calm, composed and in charge of the world, and he was glorious.
As Arslan fell still and his erection began to soften in his mouth, Ryland forced himself to pull away and let Arslan’s cock slip from between his lips.He reached out to straighten the professor’s clothes, but his hands were shaking so badly he couldn’t manage to do up his fly.
When Arslan politely moved Ryland’s hands aside to finish the job himself, Ryland didn’t object.He let Arslan take over and didn’t even have it in him to feel embarrassed about his clumsiness.Sitting back on his heels, he put all his effort into not reaching for his own fly.
Give without thought of what you might receive in return.
Getting himself off wasn’t part of the plan.It wasn’t important in the grand scheme of things—every bit of Ryland, bar his dick, agreed with that assessment of the situation.
Arslan held out his hand, and Ryland reached out to him in return.A second later, he was up on his feet, and their lips met as if they’d been kissing each other forever.
As one kiss morphed into another, then another, Arslan slid his hand down Ryland’s body and cupped his cock through his trousers.Whimpering, Ryland pushed himself helplessly against the professor’s palm.
A second later, Arslan took his hand away as suddenly as he offered it.Ryland shook his head.Pulling back from the kiss, he began to stutter his plea for both Arslan not to stop and for him to understand that Ryland hadn’t been thinking about getting anything in return when he went down on him, but he just really needed Arslan’s hand back on his dick so badly now, and—
He didn’t get more than two or three words out.
“Hush.”
