Marius felt Kyle surrender, his body giving in, and he continued teasing him, bathing him in his kisses, licks and caresses until Kyle felt like he was floating. He didn’t even know when Marius had found the bottle of oil but felt his fingers push into him, fucking him with languid, slow strokes and he moaned harder, panting, wanting more.
Marius’ voice pushed into his ear, his tongue swirling on it. “Such a good little pet...”
“Please...”
“Soon...”
Kyle got lost in time. Only the pleasure remained, his skin burning, tingling, his nerves raw. Marius pulled his fingers out slowly and pushed his cock inside with one long stroke, slowly moving in and out, making Kyle mewl and writhe under him, his back coated with a thin sheen of sweat. He pushed himself up on his arms, fucking him a bit harder, watching their bodies connect, Kyle’s glistening skin taut on his rock-hard muscles. He felt hot and tight around him, and Marius had to breathe hard not to lose it.
He went down on his elbows, slowing down again, his head bent down to nibble on Kyle’s neck.
“Your ass feels so fucking great...” Kyle moved against him, rocking his hips, fucking him back, and Marius grinned. “Nice... but you’ll need to wait...” A soft whimper escaped Kyle’s lips and Marius smiled in the dark room, brushing his damp hair back. “Patience...”
He kept the pace, his body coated in sweat too, their bodies gliding together, their moans and ragged breath filling the night.
Marius whispered in his ear after a while. “As much as I’d like to keep this up, I need to come inside of you...”
He pulled Kyle up on his knees and fucked him hard, gripping his hips. The blinding pleasure washed through Kyle, and his mouth flew open. Marius reached down to pump him, and he had barely closed his fingers around his girth, Kyle came jerking, clenching down on him. Marius groaned and slammed into him, exploding inside, his spasming walls milking him dry. His hands slid on Kyle’s drenched back, his rippling muscles. Finally, Marius slid out of him and rolled to the mattress, utterly spent, soaked in sweat.
Kyle lay on his stomach, unable to move.
Marius propped himself on his elbow, drawing lazy patterns on the slave’s shoulder blades. “Amazing is an understatement...”
Kyle just looked at him, feebly smiling. Marius pulled the covers on top of them, and Kyle crawled into his arms, resting his head on his heaving chest.
Overwhelmed, his tears spilled on his skin and Marius stroked him, his eyes welling up. “Sshhh... it’s ok, I’m here, love...”
They drifted into a deep sleep, the night quiet around them, a soft glow on the ink black sky’s edge.
XI
Itwasstilldarkwith a promise of light on the horizon when Kyle woke up and quietly slid from the bed. He dressed quickly, pulling his tunic on when Marius woke, moaning. “Where do you think you’re going?”
“I have to work.”
“No, you don’t.” He rolled over in the bed, his hand catching Kyle’s arm, pulling at it. “Come back here...”
Kyle leant over, kissing him softly, prying his hand off. “I need to go to the markets with Sixtus. You have guests for dinner.”
“The old man can go on his own...”
“No, he can’t. He can’t lift heavy things and we have a lot to shop for tonight...”
Marius sighed, letting him go. “Who the fuck is coming tonight?”
“Your parents, all of them, master Clavius and his wife.”
“Fuck... Thank the gods Clavius is coming...” His eyes shone in the dark, amusement in his voice. “Can you walk?”
Kyle smiled. “I’ll manage...”
Marius shut his eyes, his voice sleepy. “Come back quick...”
“Just go back to sleep. I’ll be back before breakfast.”
Marius grinned. “Breakfast in bed?”
“As you wish, dominus.”
