“I just took a nap, so my sleep cycle is totally off, and I won’t be tired for hours. Don’t let me take a nap tomorrow, OK?” He listened for Geir’s affirmative grunt. “And I can’t imagine what would be scary out there with you around to protect me.”
Declan turned and rested his hands on Geir’s tall shoulders. “Unless you want to play sea monster?” He batted his eyes.
Geir blinked, then blinked again. “What does that mean?”
“You know… innocent young boy swimming naked by the beach… big sexy sea monster comes along to ravish him…”
Geir’s eyes widened. “That’s… playing sea monster? And you… want that?”
“Only if it’s fun for you, too. I mean… if that doesn’t offend you. I just thought we could be playful together. If you don’t like that idea, I won’t bring it up again.” Now he regretted suggesting it. It was probably too weird. And he didn’t want Geir to think he was fetishizing him. He liked Geir as a person. He just liked to role play, and it just seemed like it would be hot.
There was another long, long pause, though Geir’s hands stayed tight around his waist.
“I just never thought of that,” he finally explained. “Usually my half-kraken form is for fighting. Or I just live as a kraken which is… different. Usually, I have to hide this.”
Declan smirked. “Well, you haven’t been doing a very good job of hiding for the past few days.”
“Is that alright?”
Declan leaped upward, trusting Geir to support his weight as he wrapped his legs around his hips. “It’s perfect. So sexy. I mean, just like this, you’re already hot as fuck. But your tentacles kind of blow my mind.”
He pressed a gentle kiss to Geir’s lips, then opened eagerly when Geir took over. His tongue thrust in, caressing Declan’s sensitive palette and exploring his lips. Geir’s hand came up to grip Declan’s hair, and he melted into the sensations.
When Geir pulled away, his voice was husky, and it seemed like something had changed inside him. He was confident now, demanding. “Tell me what else you like.”
Declan giggled, grinding their hips together and making Geir moan. Fuck, that felt good. “So many things… I like it when you wrap me up tight. So tight I can’t move.” He felt Geir’s slick, strong tentacles slide up under his shirt and loosened his grip with his knees, letting Geir take all of his weight.
“I like it when you take control. And I like a little pain.”
Geir’s tentacles tightened around him, one pad of suckers scraping and pulling at his back and another at his chest.
The stinging sensation merged with the soft caresses, the pleasure spiraling right down to his cock. “Oh, God,” he moaned. “That’s so good. We’re never going to make it to the lake like this.”
Geir laughed, looking pleased.
“Forget the lake fantasy. Let’s stay here,” Declan whined.
“No, tell me something else that you like. Something new.”
Geir released his suckers and moved them up a bit, only to strike again. The small teeth bit into his skin in a swirl of bliss. The smooth edges pulled hard at his sensitive flesh, hopefully leaving dozens of small hickies. “Ummm… it’s hard to think like this.”
Geir didn’t stop, though, he only pulled harder. It was amazing. “Um… I like orgasm control.”
“What’s that?” Geir’s voice was rough. He shifted his tentacles and bit in again.
“Um.. Yeah, it’s… Mmmmm… Like when you tease me and don’t let me come. Until you say I can.”
“You mean like right now, if I stopped?”
Geir suddenly released the pressure.
“Noooo….” He wanted it. He needed it so much. “I mean yes… but…”
“You want me to decide when?”
Declan nodded, whimpering. “Now please?”
Geir chuckled darkly. “I think I understand. You’ll have to wait.”