by ID Locke
El-Ashir barely gave me the chance to enjoy the feel of him pressed tight to me before his hips were moving, setting a forceful in and out rhythm that soon had me gasping and twisting under him. I wanted to run my hands over his skin and lock my legs around his waist as I ground against him. I yanked on my wrists, trying to get free and made frustrated noises sprinkled between harsh pants. El-Ashir's free hand closed around my straining cock and I moaned and arched my back, impaling myself on his cock.
"So lovely. You steal my breath. I fear that I cannot give you the graceful promenade a deux that you deserve. You are too enchanting. I will make that up to you later, if you let me," El-Ashir said in a low voice as he leaned down to kiss me.
He licked the seam of my lips, a pleased rumble coming from him when I eagerly opened my mouth to him. His tongue thrust into my mouth, mimicking the motion of his cock in my ass. His hand kept up a smooth rhythm on my cock, jacking me firmly and pushing me closer to the orgasm building again in my balls. His tail shook and even without my glasses, I could see the wet gleam of venom on his stinger. He broke the kiss, shifted slightly and I choked out a gasp as his cock rubbed firmly over my prostate. His smile was triumphant and the speed of his hips increased, his cock hitting my gland with every thrust.
"Come for me, ami shundor rotno. Now, before I lose what little control I have and find my pleasure without you."
His hand moved faster over my cock and the orgasm I'd been trying to hold off as long as possible rushed through me. My body sang with pleasure and garbled words in English and Ojibwe poured from my mouth as my cock spurted. El-Ashir groaned softly and the hold on my wrists became nearly painful. I went limp, panting like I'd run a marathon in the desert, shivers of pleasure moving through me. El-Ashir caught my eye and grinned as he released my cock and licked some of my come from his fingers. My wrung out cock twitched weakly at the erotic gesture. He thrust hard into me twice before he stilled and I felt his cock pulse in my ass as his orgasm ran through him. The tip of his tail jerked backward and I bit my lip to stop a groan when I realized it was doing that in time to the throbbing of his cock in my ass. A large bead of venom gathered at the tip before sliding down the stinger.
El-Ashir released my wrists, bringing them to his lips to kiss. He let go of my legs and they fell limply to the bed. He supported himself with his upper arms over me and kissed me softly on the mouth. I was exhausted in the best way possible, but couldn't wait to have sex with El-Ashir again. My fantasies really hadn't done the reality of him any justice.
"I have pleased you, ami rotno?" he asked softly before kissing me gently.
I still had no idea what he called me, but it sounded like an endearment and I liked it. I'd have to ask him later when my brain wasn't turned to mush by fantastic sex. I nodded and stifled a yawn even as a blush rose in my cheeks at the rudeness of falling asleep immediately after sex, regardless of how mind-blowing that sex was. El-Ashir chuckled and moved so that his softening cock slipped from my ass. He reached over the side of the bed, snagged my lab coat from the floor, and used it to wipe the lube and semen from my ass before cleaning his stinger of the venom that had been forced out when he climaxed. He dropped the soiled coat back to the floor and kissed me again.
"Have I worn you out, ami gupto dhon? A nap sounds like a good idea to me and I like the thought of you resting in my arms before we begin again."
I might need to start learning Bengali to understand what El-Ashir was calling me. A smile graced my lips when I thought of speaking to El-Ashir's language teacher and surprising El-Ashir by speaking Bengali back to him.
He scooped me up, pulled the blankets back and placed me gently down. He got in beside me, pulling me snug against his body with his upper arms as his lower arms dragged the blankets over us. He pressed a light kiss on my lips and sighed with contentment. My eyes closed as I relaxed in El-Ashir's arms, a happy smile on my face. A bit of a rest sounded great before we started on round two.
Bengali to English Translation Notes:
Premik: Lover (male)
Shundor: Beautiful
Ami shundor rotno: My beautiful treasure
Ami gupto dhon: My treasure
Ami rotno: My jewel
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