Late Night Visit
The lonely candle was the only source of light in the room. But they didn't need the light anyway. Their hands and bodies was the only thing they needed. Who would know what they would do if they thought twice of what they did. Now was the only chance to enjoy each other, tomorrow they would forget it, move on with their lives. Next time they met , it would be as rivals.
Fingers followed the rough scar. A mouth found it's way to a nipple, pulling out small sounds of delight. A sharp intake of breath when a hand grasped a muscular hip. Eyes met. Tongue licking the scar, almost as a challenge. A smile and a hiss. They didn't need words.
The older man trailed kisses up to a tanned neck, licked a sharp jaw. Arms embraced him, telling him to hurry up. He moved his hands to the younger man's thighs, stroking, spreading them more so he could get a better angle. Teeth nibbled his lips, and he deepened the kiss, roaming his tongue inside the wet cavern, tasting blood and something that had to be the taste of the man only. He used the kiss as a distraction and slowly pushed himself into the tightness of the other man.
"… Nngh…" The low moan egged him, but he forced himself to take it slow. Fingernails clawed his back, if it was in pain or satisfaction he didn't know. He pulled the man's thighs closer to his waist and thrust harder, ignoring the slow part, making the younger man groan loudly. Their eye's met again, golden piercing down in grey.
The younger man couldn't hold back the cry of pure pleasure when his sweet spot got hit. He let go of his bed partner, reached up above his head and clutched the pillow, allowing the other man to decide the pace. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled his ears, along with the heavy pants from the man above him. Teeth nibbled his nipple again, teased him, and he felt that wet mouth molest it's way up along his scar, reaching his shoulder, giving him a hickey. He faced the ceiling, groaning in time with the thrusts, all while his neck was being feasted on. They moved in symbiosis, dragging each other closer to orgasm.
"Naaaw…!"
The thrusts got more uneven as the older man reached his climax. With a muffled cry and a last hard push, he spilled his semen inside the other man. His sharp intake of breath was the only thing that cut through the silence.
As his afterglow settled, he pulled out of the man, kissing the sweaty torso under him. His kisses went further down, and the younger man hissed as he took the erect shaft in his mouth.
"Oh fuck! Shit…!"
Stars flashed and he jerked up deeper inside that hot bliss. His cock was being eagerly sucked on, a tongue licking his slit, deep throated him. A hand pulled at his sack, fingering his entrance again before he released his semen with another curse.
They shared a last kiss before the older man pulled away and grabbed his trousers. As he fastened his belt and reached for his coat, he looked down at the other man. The candle was close to burn out.
"Until next time, kid," he said and took his sword from where he'd left it. When the door shut closed and the young man was alone, he rested his arm over his forehead.
"Indeed," he whispered, and silent laughter could be heard as the candle died down.
End! Hm… the last bit was a pain in the ass, I can tell you. Review please!