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Above me Tor moans nonsense as he tries to gently thrust into my mouth, his restraint holding by a tether as I suck and swirl my tongue around him, bringing one of my hands to the party to work the rest of his cock while I focus on his dripping head. He mewls and whines, one of his hands gripping the sheets, the other once again palming my hair, gripping and pulling, then soothing and petting.
I no longer recognise the feral sounds coming from me as I pull myself off his dick, and shove one of his knees up and over my shoulder to gain better access to his high, tight balls, sucking one into my mouth, then the other, laving both with my tongue until Tor whimpers. The fingers of my free hand dig into the tight flesh of his cheeks, kneading in ever-increasing circles, creeping closer to the cleft of his ass with each stroke. When my fingers finally brush over his quivering hole, I can feel his pleasure pulse through his cock as my hand continues to jerk him. Each throb of his cock pushes him further as he struggles to maintain his control. Desperate and unhinged, my cock is aching and dripping in the tight confines of my briefs, but I cannot find it in me to stop and set it free.
I return to sucking his length, growling with satisfaction at Tor’s cries of lust. There is a very good chance I am going to come in my pants just from sucking his dick and grinding myself into the mattress, but I don’t care. I am desperate for more of the taste of him, tonguing at his slit and the pre-cum leaking there.
With a cry that shocks us both, Tor yanks more forcefully at my head, pulling me off his cock and up to his mouth, for a brutal kiss that is all teeth and tongue and torment. The sting on my scalp tingles as he quickly flips us, pinning my shoulders to the pillows, his tight ass straddling, grinding on my tented underwear for just a moment before he kisses his way down my own body to yank them down under my ass.
I don’t even notice my cock escaping its confines and slapping Tor in the cheek before he takes me in his mouth, those beautiful lips straining to wrap around my thick cock, the way he gags, making my balls tingle dangerously. He leans back slightly to reassess, then gripping the base with one hand he returns to lavishing my cock with his tongue, letting his saliva pool and drip down, and scooping it up with his hand to jack the rest of my length in time with his delicious mouth. But his masterful work is almost for naught.There are wings. On his back.Wings. The fluttering purple appendages spring from the gashes adjacent to his spine, completely distracting me from his divine ministrations to my cock.I didn’t know he had those. Too small for flight, the pointed, sinewy wings flit and quiver with his excitement.
Noticing that I have temporarily become unfocused on his extremely good work, Tor hums noisily around my cock, bringing me back to focus on him, the vibration tingling through my dick, my orgasm building at the base of my spine.
“Fuck Tor, gonna cum.” The words tumble out in a growling pant as I palm his head, my hips jerking up to meet his mouth. His pale blue eyes are locked on mine and he nods faintly, tugging at my hips, encouraging me to fuck his mouth. He keeps a tight grip on me with his hand as my hips thrust into him, and I chase my release. It slams into me with a roar, Tor swallowing it down, laving at my oversensitive dick before hurriedly climbing back up to straddle me again, his hips riding the rhythm of his hand as it slicks over his slippery cock.
He looks like a god, undulating above me, lost in his own pleasure. Leaning back on one hand, the muscles in his torso rippling in the shadows, he bites down on his pouty, swollen lips. His eyes are hooded as they watch me watching him. My hands wander, touching, sliding over his fevered skin, before he jerks one last time, my name silent on his lips, and he shoots ribbon after ribbon of cum onto my furry stomach.
Tor collapses on top of me, a boneless heap, before sliding onto one side, his leg thrown carelessly over me. Careful of his now resting, but still present wings, I wrap my arm around him, pulling him close, my other hand stroking his thigh, my face in his curls. Neither of us speaks for what feels like the longest time, only briefly interrupting our quiet so I can clean myself up with my underwear before pitching them across the room. Tor traces patterns in my thick chest hair, seemingly deep in thought.
“Not awkward anymore now is it?” He grins up at me eventually and I let out a deep laugh, pulling him closer.
“No, definitely not awkward.”
Raising himself up onto one elbow, he leans over and gently grazes his lips over mine. “Good nightHotDogBuns,”Tor whispers gently, a soft smile on his lips. He looks like the cat that got the cream. Using his fae magic, he flicks his wrist, turning off the lamps, plunging the room into almost darkness, the fireburning low. We settle in under the blankets, wrapped in each other, our naked bodies finding each other like magnets.
“Good nightGlitterballz.”
He is already asleep.
Caelan
That first day Ihad woken early, dawn creeping in through the curtains, prodding me awake. At first I had protested, struggling to wake up. But then it had all come back, as my body came to and the reality ofTorbeing in my arms flooded my senses. His face and curls were burrowed into my arm, his back flush to my belly. My cock had taken less time than me to wake up and was already nuzzled in the cleft of his tight, round ass. I ground myself into him, delighting in the pressure, my hips thrusting into him, seeking slow, lazy pleasure.
Tor had woken as I mouthed my way across his shoulder, and up his neck, taking a moment to gently bite the tendons there. Soft whimpers fell from his lips, before he rolled to face me, those plump full lips capturing mine as he rutted against me. Hard dicks pressed against hard thighs, hands stroking, seeking, gripping whatever flesh they could reach. The air turned hot and dense between us, our breath coming in humid pants against our lips, as we chased our release, our leisurely grinding turning frantic and desperate until our come had spilled between us.
Wasn’t a bad way to start the day, really.
But it had put us behind schedule. And so, because we apparently could not keep our hands to ourselves, we showered separately, taking only a short moment to enjoy the final luxury of running hot water and flushing toilets before grabbing a quick breakfast from Mauvy in the tavern below.
The quick wasn’t just because we were in a rush. Mauvy was at the bar making kissy faces and winking while pointing in Tor’s direction whenever his back was turned. I’d tried ignoring her, then glaring at her in a vaguely menacing way, but my grin was too big and she’d chortled so loud with laughter Torhad looked to see what was so funny. So I’d settled for rolling my eyes instead and got him out of there as soon as we could.
Thankfully, the long day’s hike had been cold but easy. Whether it was Tor’s luck or the favour of the Gods, the clear weather had held, and the relatively well-worn path through the increasingly dense trees had been clear of too many snow drifts.
We were still within the parts of Whisper Woods I was familiar with. Hidden, deep in the valley between the mountains that encircled the Woods, I had learnt to traverse the ever-changing paths to visit friends over the years.
At least we had the map left by Theo. Activated through Tor’s magic, the fiery orange line of our route, along with our black figures, guided our way.
After spending the night together, the tension of our initial encounter was now thankfully broken. Tor was definitely right about that one. With the awkwardness now gone, the conversation with Tor was easy again.
Only there was touching now. So much more touching. We’d walked side by side, our arms and hands brushing each other in a casual way, finding small ways to touch and brush against each other.
At one point I had offered a hand as we had climbed over a rocky outcrop, and we kept them fastened, even if it had become awkward and kind of inconvenient. Neither of us wanted to let go. When he’d traced patterns over the back of my hand, a completely unconscious thing I’m sure, my stomach had flipped and I’d had to bite my lip hard to stop from grinning like an idiot.
Later, when we reached a patch of woodland overrun with vines, he held back branches to let me pass. He’d then stolen a kiss, shoving me into the closest tree with a hardthud, crowding me in, stealing my breath before he flitted away, his laughter ringing out through the trees. It had taken far too long to get my hard-on to go down. Hiking with a hard dick was really not pleasant.
We had eaten lunch in a clearing banked with melting snow, next to the wide, clear, flowing creek that ran through this part of the Woods. Tor had helped me arrange a small offering to the sprites that lived in the area, a thanks for letting us pass through safely. I have never seen them, but have often heard their whispers and laughter ringing through the trees. The tiny things are shy and playful, butknown to wreak havoc on those who do not respect their realms. I have no wish to cross the little hellions.
It had been pleasant and uneventful, even if it was muddy, which was really the best that we could have hoped for on our first day. I had been hoping to run across another being who might have had information about Theo, but we hadn’t come across anyone. It was as if we were alone in the Woods.
Soon the sun had begun to set, and the air had begun to chill to near freezing, and it was time to stop to make camp for the night. We were both exhausted, our legs and backs aching. Even with our increased strength, we were unused to lugging heavy packs over long distances.
