“If you could only see how hot you look right now. All flushed and trembling with need,” Duncan observed before he slowly trailed a finger down Trent’s crack. When Trent tried to thrust back into his touch, Duncan gave him a light slap on the hip. “You’re a greedy little thing. I think I’m going to have fun teaching you some manners.”
“Sorry,” Trent panted, shocked he could talk at all. “I just need you.”
He closed his eyes and forced himself to hold still as Duncan continued to caress his back and ass. It was then he realised Duncan was deliberately driving him to the edge, so he’d lose control. Trent also realised that there was no way he’d be able to keep himself from screaming when Duncan finally did take him.
A smile passed over Trent’s lips when he heard the drawer to the bedside table open. It slammed closed and a few seconds later he felt the cool, wet sensation of Duncan’s lubed fingers. Duncan took his time, slowly circling Trent’s hole before finally sliding one finger in.
“Is this what you wanted?” Duncan asked, as he slowly started to work the digit in and out.
“It’s a start,” Trent moaned. He tilted his ass up, tucking his knees under him, so he could rock back against Duncan’s finger.
“You moved,” Duncan admonished as he added another finger. “I should punish you for not listening, but you feel so good right now, I just can’t bring myself to do it.”
“Can’t help myself.” Trent moaned as Duncan’s finger curled inside him, brushing against his sweet spot. He had to bite the pillow to hold back the cries of pleasure as he fisted his hands in the bedcovers.
When Duncan removed his fingers, Trent nearly sobbed in relief, knowing what was coming next. Sure enough, a few seconds later he felt the hard press of Duncan’s cock. Trent scrambled, lifting his ass up even higher, trying to speed things along, but Duncan put a hand on his hip to still him.
“Easy, babe,” Duncan cooed.
“Can’t. Need you,” Trent whimpered, not even able to speak full sentences anymore.
It seemed to be enough for Duncan though, because he finally entered Trent in one hard thrust. That was finally enough to make Trent scream. Even though he tried to muffle it with the pillow, it still rang out loud enough to carry through the whole house.
“Looks like I won,” Duncan observed with a wry chuckle.
“Yes, I’ll make sure to make you up a nice certificate of achievement later. Now I just want you to fuck me,” Trent growled.
Duncan laughed again, but he did have mercy and start to pound into Trent in hard, quick strokes. Trent cried out again, this time not even bothering to stifle it as he braced his arms into the mattress so he didn’t fall forward. His cock was leaking, his balls tight and aching as a fine sheen of sweat coated his body. It felt so good, so right and before he knew it he felt himself nearing his limit.
“Please, touch me. I need to come,” he begged.
Duncan reached around and fisted Tent’s cock. His grip was hard and warm. Trent opened his mouth to thank him, but all that came out was a loud groan. He knew he wasn’t going to last long. Not being as jacked up as Duncan had made him with foreplay.
“Need to. Going.” Trent stammered, once again reduced to broken declarations.
“Go ahead, come for me,” Duncan said.
Trent threw back his head and did just that, his cock pumping as cum washed over his stomach and Duncan’s hand.
“Love you so much,” Duncan moaned right before he found release too, his cock throbbing against the walls of Trent’s ass.
“Mine.” Duncan’s voice growled in Trent’s head.
“Yes, god yes,” Trent replied, using the same mental path.
After it was over, they both stayed in position for several moments, catching their breath. Finally Duncan rolled off Trent and laid on his side. He tugged at Trent’s waist. Trent got the message, going to his side too, his back to Duncan’s chest. When Duncan wrapped his arms around his waist and held him tight, Trent let out a low hum of pleasure.
Trent knew they should get up and take a shower to clean up, but for a moment he was content to just be in the embrace of the man he loved more than life itself. The man who was his soul mate.
“Is it true?’ Trent asked, still not ready to believe that everything was finally working out for them. “Do I really get to stay?”
“Yes, babe and now that I got you I’m not going to ever let you go.” Duncan gave him another kiss. “I may have my dragon’s eye back, but you have my heart.”
About the Author
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