Creighton grinned under his mask and continued his slow movements inside Pate. Tight heat surrounded his member and clenched down on him every time he hit that one spot inside the treasure hunter. Pate himself whimpered and squirmed while he tried to move along Creighton but he was held in place by Creightons hands. His lower body was completely exposed, his torso only covered by his underarmor. His hair was ruffled and sticked to his sweaty forehead. Golden eyes were shut tight, his lips parted slightly and every now and then he bucked up, tried to free himself from the tight grip on his hips. He looked beautiful like this. With a dry chuckle, Creighton gave one hard thrust which caused the other man to moan loudly.
T he movements inside of him drove him crazy. Lust and desire cursed though his body and his body tingled all over. His cock was throbbing and all he wanted was release. But Creighton was in a teasing mood today and stopped as soon as Pates climax approached. His hands grabbed Creightons forearms and he tried to do anything that would get the other to move again. Creighton chuckled again above him and Pate shot him an angry glare. "Wot is it? You're always so patien' I think ya can take it, righ'?" His movements sped up again, hitting Pates sweet spots again.
Pate moaned again and his grip on his arms and cock tightened. "A desperate slut, 'ats wot you 're." A whimper answered him. "Not that I don' like that look on ya." It got hard to move inside Pate and he sighed, grabbed the others member and started pumping it in time with his thrusts. He had Pate mewling within seconds and licked his lips. He won't last long like this. "Not so mild mannered now, eh?" He sped up even more, pounding into the hole and Pate had to bite his lips to prevent himself from screaming.
His climax hit him shortly after, cum coating not only Creightons fingers but his shirt also. Breathing hardly, he felt how Creighton released inside of him with a grunt, felt how he was filled. When Creighton pulled out, Pate didn't move, legs still spread apart and came down from his height. He heard how Creighton took of his chainmail gloves and felt how he caressed his hole again, pushing cum that leaked out back inside. With a weak kick, he tried to get Creighton away but his foot was caught and held in place. The treasure hunter opened his eyes again and watched Creighton removing his mask and helmet. A grin was plastered on it and the blue eyes of the murderer watched him hungrily while he continued to push his digits in and out of his partner, relished every whimper and plead to stop.
"Ya don't think I'm done with you, do ya?"
Pate looked away and bit his lip again. He should have known it, Creighton was like a greedy child. As soon he had the chance of dominating Pate, he took it and dragged it out as long as he could. Not that he didn't like it. He was just concerned about how he was supposed to walk tomorrow. He felt Creightons other hand leave his ankle, felt it wander upwards. An impatient tug on his clothes made him smile a bit and he let the blonde take it of. Cold air hit his bare skin and he shivered, only to feel Creightons hand roam over it. The movements down below didn't stop the whole time and Pate felt how he got hard again.
Pate was hot under his touch and the twitching of muscles and heavy breathing made Creighton hard again within a few moments. The treasure hunter moaned again and that was it. With a quick movement, the blonde hoisted the other up and dropped him into his lap. His fingers left the others hole and he leaned back. It was some sort of contract between them. The one on the ground would have to follow orders. And as much as he liked to have Pate under him, he enjoyed the time were Pate would toy with him as much. He saw the other grin while he took of his chainmail and clothes. Both completely naked now, they both felt the heat coming from the other.
Pate leaned down to his face and pressed their mouths together, biting and suckling on his bottom lip while one of his hands came up to Creightons hair. A sharp tug made Creighton yelp and the treasure hunter dived his tongue into the others mouth, licking and tasting the other. His other hand moved teasingly over the others torso until it reached the others throbbing member, he moved past and tapped the hole he would soon feel around him. But he loved his cheap tricks.
The treasure hunter reached for his belt that lied discarded near them and pulled it close, without breaking the kiss. He then grabbed Creightons hands and secured them with the belt, his lips pulling into a smirk when he swallowed the noise Creighton made. From the pocket on the belt, he pulled out his favorite item of teasing: Gold Pine Resin. When Creighton saw it, he made even more muffled noises and tried to bite the others tongue. Laughing, Pate got up again and coated his fingers in a little bit of the Resin and moved his digits back to Creightons entrance. Slowly, he pushed them inside, grinned at the feeling of it clenching around him and watched the bottom twitch when the Resin showed its power.
His lower part tingled like crazy, the golden stuff Pate used on him every time he wanted to punish him made him squirm and moan, his resolve faltering and he bucked up when the fingers hit that one spot inside of him. After what felt like hours they pulled out and were replaced with Pates member. With a keening sound, Creighton moved his hips, desperate for the release, that build up inside of him again. A loud moan escaped him when he was entered and he locked his legs around Pates waist. He loved it too having Pate on his cock but he also like being taken. There was something about it that he couldn't put in words.
Humming to himself, Pate roamed over the others body, nipped at his neck, licked over bite marks he left too. Then he slowly began thrusting. The resin wore of already but that was alright. He had planned something different today. With a chuckle, he took some of the resin in his palm and stroked Creightons member with it, electing a series of moans and whimpers from the blonde. Creighton clenched him now, rutting against him and did all of the work himself. His hand sped up, stopped and took new resin, only to continue. He couldn't last long, not with the first round they had gone through. Creighton neither. Both came just after a few minutes, breath uneven and sweaty. Pate patted the others tights and Creighton loosened them, eyes closed. Cleaning up would have to wait. Huffing, the treasure hunter grabbed their bags and pulled some blankets out, before lying down next to the other again. The blankets kept them warm and they fell asleep soon after, cuddled against the other.
