“How romantic,” Silver drawled, though he had to admit it was somewhat adorable, Nuri like this. He was right. Since Swifts were less common on the planet, their bodies were naturally built for procreation. His precome didn’t dry as quickly and from the second he’d started to get hard he’d been producing it. No doubt he’d ruined a good pair of pants leading up to this even.
It wouldn’t be the first time he’d had to toss out spoiled clothing thanks to Nuri.
“This isn’t about romance,” Nuri argued. “This is about need. And I need your cock inside—”
As thrilling as it was to hear those words finally coming off of Nuri’s lips, they also wholly undid Silver. With one flick of his hips, he entered, his thrust sharp and hard enough to have the smaller man crying out again, this time with a hint of pain in his tone.
Silver froze, giving him a moment to adjust to him, holding himself still as Nuri buried his face against the curve of his neck.
“That hurt,” Nuri said a second later, sounding uncertain. “And you’re…big. Like, really big.”
He probably would have laughed at that, but it was obvious that Nuri was starting to realize this wasn’t actually a dream. To keep him from panicking, Silver slipped a hand between them, rolling his thumb over the tight bud of Nuri’s right nipple.
Beneath him, Nuri relaxed some, groaning at the contact.
“There you go.” Silver slowly eased his cock out almost to the tip and then slid back in, the glide into that warm, wet heat causing him to growl in satisfaction. “You’re tighter than I imagined.”
“Faster,” Nuri demanded, and when Silver glanced down at him, his eyes were closed once more.
He readjusted, moving back onto his knees and draping Nuri’s right leg over his shoulder. He didn’t want to accidentally move onto his injured ankle, and since Nuri was currently so blissed out, he worried the other man wouldn’t notice if he hurt himself either. The new position also had the added benefit of allowing his cock to drive in deeper, and Silver followed instructions, quickening his thrusts.
The mingled sounds of their gasps and grunts filled the room, but while Nuri kept his eyes closed, Silver watched everything, unwilling to miss a single detail. Whenever he pounded into him at a particular angle, Nuri would toss his head back.
He fucked into him deep and steady, controlling himself by some miracle alone when all his inner voice was screaming at him to do was roughly claim. The bed creaked beneath them, no doubt the old thing about ready to give, and he made a mental note to do this in his room the next time. His bed was bigger and they’d be more comfortable.
“Silver,” Nuri clawed at the sheets, “I want—”
He wrapped his hand around Nuri’s cock and stroked him in time with his thrusts. It didn’t take long for that to push Nuri over the edge.
Nuri wailed as he came, shoots of come gushing out to splatter against his stomach and all over Silver’s hand. All the while, Silver continued to ram into him.
“Kiss me,” Nuri reached for him and that was all the effort needed to have Silver dropping forward. He bit at Silver’s tongue and then sucked it into his mouth the same way his hole was greedily clamping down on his cock.
The orgasm hit him almost unexpectedly, stars bursting behind his eyes as Silver drove himself home one last time, burying himself as deep as he could possibly get as his cock emptied into Nuri’s body. He continued to rock through it, gentle movements that he didn’t notice he was making, the same way he was unaware of the soft, feather-light open mouth kisses he was peppering all across Nuri’s face, and down his neck, across the top of his chest.
Silver held the smaller man in his arms as he finished, trapping that warmth to him, wanting to keep them both caughtin this moment for an eternity. Sex had always been good, but this, this was something else entirely.
“I didn’t know anything could feel this way,” he whispered, running his fingers through Nuri’s damp hair, pushing the strands off his forehead so he could place a kiss there as well. He nosed the underside of his jaw next, urging Nuri to tip his head for him, and when he did, he inhaled him, wanting to imprint the scent on his very soul.
Although, supposedly that act was already done. Completed when he’d come inside of Nuri while in his Swift form. Binding them together with ancient power science still couldn’t fully comprehend or explain.
“I’m never letting you go,” Silver told him, words pouring out of him unbidden and unencumbered. He was acting purely on instinct, only partially aware of all the things he was saying or the touches he continued to lavish Nuri with. “Never. You can’t leave. You’ll stay with me. This was too good. You’re too good.”
Nuri was his now, well and truly.
His choice had been made, even if it’d been tricked out of him.
Chapter 8:
Nuri woke with an odd sense of dread sitting on his chest. His body felt weird and his mind was muddled, partly due to the deep sleep he’d been under and partly because…He frowned. There was something significant he was forgetting, he just knew it.
Blinking, he tilted his head away from the single, hovering light orb that had been left on. It floated a few feet in the air in the far-right corner, casting just enough of a glow for Nuri to make out that this was his room at Rien Mansion. Had he overworked and fallen asleep? That wasn’t completely out of the norm, though typically if that were the case he’d end up passed out on the small couch across from the bed.
He sat up and winced, a pounding in his head causing him to brace against the pain. Tentatively, he touched the spot, confused when he came into contact with the edge of a bandage.
All at once it came back to him. Being denied a seat on the ship at the airport. Quitting in Silver’s office. Driving away and…There’d been an accident. Someone had driven straight into him.
Tossing the covers aside, Nuri inspected himself, noting that there seemed to only be a problem with his ankle. There was an aching in his rear too and those memories were starting to trickle in past the daze as well, and he found he rather wished they hadn’t. Sometimes being left in the dark was for the best, and he could already tell this was one of those occasions.
