Theo’s cock was making an attempt, but that was all it was at this stage.Peter still gave it an appreciative lick before moving on to Theo’s balls.It was almost too much, but Theo didn’t want to stop.He was feeling greedy now, greedy and spoiled and not wanting it to stop even though it was almost too good, being manhandled by his Viking.
Peter hooked Theo’s legs over his shoulders when he got to Theo’s taint, but he didn’t linger there for long either.He went for Theo’s hole, parting his cheeks and licking over it.
“Hot Viking,” Theo gasped.“I didn’t shower.”
Peter lifted his head just enough so he could meet Theo’s eyes.“If I were from one of the peoples wrongly meshed up under the Viking umbrella, do you really think I never ate out an unshowered man?”
Theo snorted.“There was nothing about that in the articles I read online.”
Peter rolled his eyes and went back to it.Theo let his head sink into the pillow, giving in to the sensation of Peter’s tongue on him for several seconds before his eyes flew open.
“Wait, you had your mouth on other guys, what, while raiding England’s coastline?Seriously?”
Peter lifted his head again.“No.Not a Viking.You knew I wasn’t a virgin either.It’s really a modern thing, wanting virgins and all that.”
Theo narrowed his eyes.“Fine.And I know.It’s just not something I want to think about, okay?No hot Vikings for me.No hot Vikings other than you.”
Peter ran a hand along Theo’s leg.“You seem flustered.Should I keep doing what I’m doing?Or do you want only my fingers?”
Theo thought about that while he looked into Peter’s eyes, watching his lip turn up in a subtle curl.
“Keep going.Just…keep going.Definitely don’t think of England’s coastline.”
“There is no reason for me to think of anything other than you, Theodore.”
“Well—ah!”
Theo gasped, his voice trailing off.Peter’s tongue was on him again.There was more licking, and while it didn’t exactly tickle, it made Theo react every single time, made him go tense at first, then relax again.Peter had to pull him back down toward him once Theo had almost made it all the way to the headboard.
“Relax that hole for me, Theodore.”
Theo knew how to do that.It wasn’t his first time doing this either, and he knew how it went, but both the theory and practice of all the things two people could do with each other in the sheets had always been just a little bit different when he was with Peter, when it was Peter holding him and fucking him.When it was Peter telling him he loved him and swearing that he meant it, too.
Theo relaxed, and Peter pushed his tongue inside him, making a satisfied noise of pleasure.Theo twisted his hips, and it prompted Peter to hold him in place as his tongue went deeper, then retreated only to do it over and over again.
Peter had stamina.Theo soon lost all sense of time.He was pinned and exposed, and it was intense, so much so that he had to concentrate to bear it, to not break down into a shivering, pleasure-soaked mess.
But then, from how he kept at it, that was what Peter wanted.
“Can you—ah!Peter…can you…”
Peter released his hold on one of his legs as he stroked Theo.After a few moments, he looked up, and the feeling of being exposed spiked when he lifted his head.
“What do you want, beloved?”
“Can you…finally just…please…”
He’d meant to ask to be fucked at last, Theo knew that, but the words wouldn’t come.Peter looking down at him like some mighty Viking warrior gazing upon his spoils after a raid—culturally inappropriate or not—probably had something to do with that.
“A few more minutes,” Peter finally said, tearing an involuntary whimper from Theo and making him rock his hips.
Peter only laughed before giving Theo his tongue again.He was so loose by now that it went into him easily, and even when Theo could find the concentration to clench his muscles, it barely did anything.Peter didn’t stop.
The minutes were long, and Theo was about ready to beg when Peter finally, finally moved.He sat back on his heels, once more surveying the spread of Theo’s limbs and the heaving of his chest.
“You are so beautiful, beloved.”He reached for the lube he’d dropped on the sheets and let Theo watch as he spread some on his hands.“You want this, don’t you?Theodore.Nod.Say yes.”
“Y-yes.”
