Waiting For Mr. Ashwell

by K. Sterling

  “I’m happy, Ned.” He whispered. Ned grinned against him.

  “I noticed. We’re covered in happy.” He teased. Ash bit Ned’s lip then pulled away.

  “Brat.”

  Ash jumped from the bed and went to the basin. He came back with a wet cloth and started cleaning Ned’s body. Ned sighed contentedly as he laid back on the bed and stretched as Ash stroked him with the cool, wet cloth. Ned hissed when Ash got to his still sensitive cock. Ash was reverent as he wiped him clean. Ned rolled onto his stomach and watched as Ash returned to the basin, rinsed the cloth and cleaned himself. A drowsy smile curved Ned’s lips as Ash returned to the bed. Ash nodded toward the head of the bed.

  “Pillows.” He commanded. Ned groaned as he pulled his body across the bed and fell upon a pillow. His body felt heavy, sated. Ash sat on the bed next to Ned and then stretched alongside him. Ned rolled so they were facing and slid his hand around Ash’s hip. Ash growled in approval and wrapped his arm around Ned and pulled him against him. Ned felt another laugh bubbling within him, a moment later it burst from his lips. “What?” Ash grumbled. Ned let his hand slide from Ash’s hip, up his stomach to his chest. Ned scratched gently at the thin patch of hair in the middle of Ash’s chest.

  “Of all the things I’ve ever done, or had done to me, that was by far the most amazing thing that has ever happened. And I’ve done a lot of things. But a little boxing the Jesuit and it’s over.” Ned chuckled. Ash shook his head and slid his leg over Ned’s thigh.

  “Ned.”

  “Ash?”

  “I don’t enjoy talking about all the things you’ve done.” Ash’s voice was a low rumble. Ned felt his eyes grow wide.

  “Are you jealous?” Ned accused as he looked up at Ash. His eyes were closed.

  “Yes. I’ve always been jealous, Ned.” He admitted. Ned wished he would open his eyes.

  “Ash?”

  “Hmm?”

  “I’m sorry.” Ned said softly.

  “Thank you. Now, go to sleep.” Ash mumbled. Ned frowned as he pulled back.

  “You’re going to sleep? Like, to sleep, sleep?” He asked incredulously. Ash nodded.

  “Ned. What about our posture or location would suggest otherwise?” Ash pulled Ned back to him and pressed his lips to Ned’s forehead. Ned tried to pull away again but Ash’s arm locked around him.

  “I thought we’d rest a little but then we’d do something else.” Ned complained. Ash sighed drowsily.

  “Slow, Ned.” He reminded. Ned rolled his eyes.

  “Right. Slow. But we have hours, Ash. I thought you had years of fantasies you’d want to act upon.” Ned argued. Ash smiled again and it stunned him.

  “I do. And this is my very favorite fantasy.” He said softly. Ned felt the flutter again.

  “Us, just sleeping is your favorite?” Ned asked incredulously.

  “Yes. Now be quiet, you’re ruining it.” Ash ordered.

  It only took a few minutes for Ash’s body to relax and his breathing to slow. Ned pulled his elbow under him and rested his head on his fist as he watched Ash sleep. All the harsh angles and planes softened and he looked peaceful and happy. It was lovely until Ned started to get restless. Ned distracted himself by counting the scars on Ash’s body. Then, he put on Ash’s robe and peeked in his wardrobe and at the contents of his washstand. He was tempted to put on Ash’s cologne but couldn’t think of any way to explain that to his valet. Ned went back to the bed and started counting Ash’s scars again. He could have missed one or two… By the time Ned got to the scar on Ash’s thigh he’d decided that three hours was long enough. It was time for Ash to experience a new fantasy.

  Chapter 8

  This is the most vivid dream I’ve ever had. Ash thought as his hand found Ned’s hair and lazily swept through it. He could actually feel the bed beneath him. He could feel his toes curl. His eyes opened and he stared at the canopy and waited for the dream to fade. Teeth lightly grazed up the length of his erection and Ash gasped as he rose on his elbows and looked down the bed. Ned was prone between his thighs and his head was slowly moving up and down over Ash’s groin. Ned’s lips closed tight around Ash’s cock as his mouth slid up. His tongue washed over the head and Ash hissed.

  “Oh, fuck, Ned!” Ash moaned. Ned laughed softly as he looked up.

  “I’m hoping you will, at some point.” He teased. Ned’s eyes stayed locked on Ash’s as his tongue lapped up the length of Ash’s erection hungrily. Ash groaned.

  “What about going slow?” Ash cursed as Ned’s tongue traced the slit in the head.

  “I’m going very slow, Ash.” Ned whispered before his lips closed around the throbbing end and so, so slowly took as much of Ash in as he could.

  Ash felt the back of Ned’s throat and he let his head fall back. Ned started sucking as he raised and Ash’s eyes rolled back in his head. Ned’s hand wrapped around Ash’s cock and started stroking in time with the rise and fall of his head and Ash saw colors. Unable to resist, Ash wrapped his hand around Ned’s head and groaned in delight.

  “Nednednednednedned.” Ash panted. He’d imagined this countless times but the reality was infinitely better than his hand. “This is the best thing I’ve ever felt. Nothing has ever felt this good.” Ash gasped and his hips tried to buck off the bed.

  He locked his muscles and whimpered as Ned teased the head of his cock with his lips. Ned took him as deep as he could again and grabbed Ash’s hips and pulled them off the bed. Ash’s eyes went wide and he shook his head. Ned growled and Ash felt it. He hissed and fisted his hands in the sheets. Ned slid his hand between the bed and Ash’s ass and pushed up then released, causing Ash to bounce against his mouth. Ash clenched his jaw and shook his head again. There was another growl and Ned started sucking and stroking faster. It was getting hard for Ash to breathe, the pleasure of Ned’s mouth around him and the strain of trying to hold still had Ash so taut. Ned raised his head and stared up at Ash as his hand continued to glide over Ash’s saliva slicked cock.

  “This is my fantasy, Ash. Don’t ruin it. I’m not stopping until you spill yourself all over my tongue. I want to taste you. I want you to use my mouth.” Ned dropped his head and sucked hard. Whatever resistance Ash had melted. His hand fisted in Ned’s hair and his hips came off the bed. He was careful at first. He controlled his thrusts, keeping them slow and not going too deep as he rested on one elbow, watching Ned’s beautiful lips wrap around his erection. Then, Ned’s hand slid up Ash’s body and pinched his nipple. Ash swallowed a scream and fell back on the bed. He grabbed Ned’s head in both hands and started thrusting into his mouth. Ned moaned around Ash’s cock and his mouth sucked hard as his hand wrapped around Ash’s sack and squeezed.

  “Jesus, Ned!” Ash shrieked as he felt his balls pull tight. He felt tingling and pressure and held his breath as it traveled from his sack, down his legs and through the base of his cock. Ash’s back arched against the bed and he chanted Ned’s name over and over as he felt the exquisite coiling within his groin. Everything became tight and then Ash was paralyzed. He blinked and heat flooded his body making him convulse as a searing current shot through his cock and his seed burst from the end of it against the back of Ned’s throat. Ned hummed in delight and continued sucking until Ash’s body stopped trembling and he begged him to take pity on his sensitive cock. Ned raised his head and crawled up Ash’s body.

  “I love the way you taste.” Ned whispered against Ash’s lips. Ash threw his arms around Ned and pulled him tight. He pressed his lips to Ned’s and his tongue surged into Ned’s mouth. He kissed him deeply, thoroughly, before he let Ned raise his head.

  “I love the way I taste in your mouth.” Ash murmured before he rolled them. Ned laughed up at him in surprise. Ash lowered his head and licked Ned’s ear causing him to shiver. “Remember what I said about begging?” Ash waited for Ned to nod. “Good. You’re going to learn what happens when you wake me.”

  Ash started at Ned�
�s ear. He decided he was going to teach him the definition of the word “Slow”. Ash took his time. He traced the swirl with his tongue, flicked the lobe, nibbled it and then sucked on it. He let his tongue slowly glide down Ned’s neck then back up. Then, he slowly made his way to Ned’s collar bone and traced it with his lips and tongue before slowly kissing his way to Ned’s nipple. Ned gasped and bucked off the bed when Ash flicked it with his tongue. He took it between his teeth and nibbled just hard enough to make Ned hiss before he pressed his lips to him and laved hard. Ned wrapped his hand around Ash’s head and pressed him to his chest as Ash suckled. Ned whimpered and ground his hips against Ash, pressing his erection against Ash’s stomach. Ned sighed in relief when Ash raised his head. Ash grinned ruthlessly as he lowered his head to Ned’s other nipple and repeated the torture.

  “Fine! I give up, Ash! Please!” Ned moaned. Ash shook his head as he looked up at Ned.

  “Slooow, Ned. And lots of begging.” Ash growled against Ned’s chest as he used his lips to trace lazy shapes on his way to Ned’s belly button.

  Ned groaned as his hands rose and pushed into his hair. Ash traced the shallow well of Ned’s belly button. He let his tongue dip in and flick before he drilled into it, a warning of what he planned to do to another part of Ned’s body. Ash lowered his body as he nuzzled his face into the hair just above Ned’s erection. Ash breathed in the scent of Ned’s arousal. There was soap and citrus and the smell of warm skin. Ash growled softly as he brushed his cheek against the bones of Ned’s hip as he slid lower. He avoided Ned’s cock making him moan in distress as Ash pressed kisses to Ned’s thighs as he spread them wide and settled his shoulders between them. Ash rubbed his lips all over Ned’s sack then lashed at it with his tongue, marveling in the coarseness of the hair and how fragile the flesh was. Ash lifted the delicate pouch and pressed his mouth against the skin beneath it. Ash licked and ground his tongue against him and Ned’s head thrashed from side to side on the pillow as he pulled at his hair.

  “Aaaashhh…” Ned groaned helplessly.

  Ned became insensate when Ash raised one of his legs and slowly started flicking his tongue lower toward the tight bud of Ned’s ass. Ash started with broad, slow licks, savoring the sweet and faintly salty taste. Then, he took his time, tracing the skin where it became softer and sweeter as he got closer to the center. Ned bit his fist and shrieked as Ash used his hands to spread his cheeks so his tongue could taste more of his puckering flesh. Ash made his tongue firm and pressed into Ned’s tight hole. Ned released his hair and rose on his elbows.

  “Holy… fuck! Please, Ash!” Ned was nearly delirious when Ash’s eyes connected with his. Ash pressed his lips to Ned’s tight, soft hole and sucked. Ned threw his head back and clenched his jaw, smothering a desperate yell. He hauled in a desperate breath. “Please, please, please, Ash!” Ash pulled his lips back and flicked at Ned before he chuckled.

  “I’m going to make you come without touching your cock. Not tonight, because I want it. But I think I could do it.” Ash whispered against Ned. There was a smothered scream.

  Ash returned to Ned’s sack, taking it in his mouth and gently sucking as Ned pulled a pillow over his face and sobbed. Ash released him and set his tongue to the base of Ned’s cock. He turned his head to the side and sucked as his hand closed around Ned’s rigid length. Ash stroked slowly as he let his mouth suck it’s way up Ned’s erection. Ned wrapped his arms around the pillow over his face and twisted and arched. By the time Ash made his way to the head, Ned was hysterical. Ash couldn’t tell if he was trying to get away. He wrapped his arms around Ned’s thighs and held him still as he closed his lips around him. He started to suck on the head, hard as his tongue swirled around it. Ash felt Ned’s hand close around his head tentatively and he smiled around his cock. He made his lips tight around him and started to lower his head.

  “Oh, my God! Your mouth, Ash! It’s so good. God, it’s so good.” Ned’s head tossed on the bed as his hand spasmed against Ash’s head.

  Ash took as much of Ned into his mouth as he could, letting him rub against the back of his throat. Ned was so thick, Ash’s lips burned as they stretched around him. He raised his head slowly, sucking on the way up. He let his lips release Ned and gently caress the head before he repeated the motion. He was excruciatingly slow and Ned panted and writhed and begged. He begged so hard. Ned’s voice became hoarse and his legs started to shake.

  Now. Ash decided. He released Ned’s thighs and pressed his hands to the mattress on either side of Ned’s hips. He started sucking as he let his head bounce over Ned’s cock. Ash growled around him when Ned started thrusting his hips off the mattress. He’s right, this is perfect, Ash decided as he kept his lips locked around Ned’s erection. Ash worked his tongue against the underside of Ned’s cock as it stroked in and out of his mouth until Ned started to gasp and claw at the bedding. Ned arched and froze before he started to tremble. Ash wrapped his arm around Ned’s hips and sucked hard as Ned’s cock swelled and jerked. Ash felt heat flood his mouth and tangy, sweet, salty fluid washed over his tongue. Ash’s eyes rolled back in delight as he swallowed greedily.

  Ned’s hands were pressed to his face and he was moaning and hissing as the last of the tremors rolled through him. Ash used gentle licks to make sure he’d cleaned every drop of Ned’s essence from his pulsing length before he kissed his way up along Ned’s body. Ned sighed as his arms flung wide across the bed.

  “I have never tasted anything as divine as you.” Ash kissed and nibbled his lips as Ned gathered his face in his hands. Ned laughed softly before his tongue slid into Ash’s mouth and lazily stroked his. Ned moaned as he tasted himself on Ash’s tongue. His hand closed around Ash’s head and he took the kiss deeper. Ash raised his head before the kiss became heated and urgent. “You’ll have to leave soon. I want to hold you before you go.” He rumbled as he rolled and settled himself behind Ned.

  “I don’t want to go. It’s my bloody house, I should be allowed to sleep wherever I want.” Ned complained. Ash pressed his lips to the back of his neck and Ned shivered. “That tickles!” Ned hissed. Ash smiled. He’d already known that.

  “Sorry. I was just trying to get comfortable.” He murmured. A few minutes later, he let them brush across Ned’s skin again.

  “Ash!” Ned protested as he tried to hide his neck by tilting his head back.

  “That was an accident.” Ash lied. A few minutes later, his fingers strummed the back of Ned’s thigh. Ned hissed and slid across the bed as he rolled to face Ash.

  “That was not an accident.” Ned scowled. “I’m leaving.” He announced as he swung his legs over the side of the bed. Ash rolled onto his elbows and stretched across the bed.

  “Can I have a kiss before you go?” He smiled as Ned shook his head and snatched his robe from the floor. “Ned.”

  “Ash?” Ned pulled a face as he tied his robe.

  “You’re not leaving without kissing me.” Ash warned. Ned frowned petulantly as he crossed the room and bent over the bed. Ash reached for Ned’s cheek and cupped it as their lips brushed. “I’ll miss you.” He whispered.

  “Of course you will.” Ned mumbled before he turned and strode from the room.

  Ash laughed softly as he pulled a pillow beneath his head. His last thought was of how much his face hurt. His cheeks ached from all of the smiling.

  Chapter 9

  He’d never been so nervous in his life. Ash woke up with the biggest, stupidest grin on his face but it quickly faded as he started to worry. What is Ned thinking? What if he’s ashamed or doesn’t want to keep going? It continued as he dressed. What if I did too much? And as he flew across the park on Sleipnir. What if it wasn't as good for him?

  By the time Ash went to breakfast, his stomach was in knots. Ned wasn’t there. Ash waited, every moment stretching, making the morning unbearably long and bleak. He waited until he was sure Ned wasn’t coming before he got up to make a plate. Ash tried to eat but he kep
t staring at the door. Every time he looked at his plate his stomach would twist and clench. His shirt started to cling to his stomach and back and the fork felt slippery in his hand.

  Then, he was there. Ned rushed in and his smile was incandescent when their eyes touched. Ash almost fell out of his chair, his body sagged in relief and he felt like his insides were melting. Ned quickly made a plate and sat across from Ash. Ned smiled up at Fenworth as he poured his tea and nodded to dismiss him.

  “Good morning!” Ned said brightly. Ash tried to look disapproving.

  “You almost missed it.” He grumbled as he looked down at his plate. He was grateful to feel his appetite return and attacked his eggs.

  “Did you sleep well?” Ned asked nonchalantly. Ash paused mid chew and looked up at him. He blinked as he chewed slowly. He can’t be serious. Ash nodded as he swallowed. He cleared his throat.

  “Fine. You?” His voice was strained. Ned smiled mischievously.

  “Oh, I didn’t sleep very much.” He said silkily over his tea cup. Ash resisted the urge to tug at his cravat.

  “Nothing too serious, I hope.” Ash murmured as he looked back down at his plate. He’d lost all interest in his eggs. Ned laughed softly and Ash looked up.

  “It was very serious.” He said and he licked his lips. Ash went ahead and loosened his cravat.

  “Serious?” Ash parroted. Ned nodded.

  “And very hot.” He took another sip of his tea.

  “Hot?” Ash felt the fork slip from his fingers. Ned swallowed and his tongue slid along his lips again.

  “Mmm… And I feel quite depleted. It’s like I’ve had everything sucked from my body. I’m quite thirsty.” Ned’s eyes held his. Ash was sweating again.