"I Just Can't Say It."
"Please come home."
Connor's eyes were still wide from the kiss as he stared into Hank's large blue eyes that were brimming with fear and some warm emotion that was swimming in them that Connor couldn't put his finger on. His eyes lowered for a moment and his lips parted, wishing to speak but nothing came out as his processors were firing every which way yet couldn't compute the right words to express what he was feeling.
His lips pulled up in a smile as he smashed his face to Hank's quickly wrapping his arms around the man's neck pulling him closer. Hank made a gruff sound of surprise when Connor all but threw his entire body at him causing the older man to stumble back a step or two. Hank's arms slid down and found themselves wrapped around Connor's slim waist. Connor's fingers quickly tangled themselves into Hank's silver hair as he ran his tongue along Hank's bottom lip.
Hank let out a soft chuckle against Connor's lips, "I take that as a yes then." He opened his mouth slightly and let his tongue gently rub against Connor's. Their tongues circled one another as Connor pressed himself flushed against Hank trying his hardest to feel every inch of the older man.
Hank's hands gently caressed Connor's lower back, making him arch into Hank and a soft whimper to leave his lips. Hank broke the kiss but Connor's body was tingling with a need that he only felt once before so it didn't take long for him to pull Hank's head back by his hair and for his lips to find the side of Hank's neck. A breathless groan slipped through Hank's lips as Connor's tongue ran against his skin; Connor's eyes rolling back in his head as the salt coated his sensors. He began nibbling on the neck enjoying the feeling of Hank's heartbeat quickening.
"Why don't we take this elsewhere?" Hank grunted out, but Connor was so entranced by the feeling of Hank's body pressed up against him, he didn't hear Hank. Two large hands grab Connor's ass and a harsh squeeze caused him to throw his head back and a guttural moan to spill from his lips. A surge of pleasure and a twinge of burning pain wrapped through his body and his sensors were causing his body to tremble, "Yeah, let's get you home, Con, before anyone else gets to see that face beside me."
"Hank…" Connor's artificial breath caught in his throat when Hank pushed him up against the wall. Connor had been pawing at Hank the entire ride back to the house, his hands never left Hank's body which caused a fire to erupt deep inside of Hank that was about to explode. Once they made their way into the house, Hank's hands were all over him, shoving him up against the wall, shrugging his suit jacket off of his shoulders, and forcing Hank's knee between the younger man's legs.
"What is it, baby?" Hank whispered in Connor's ear and Connor felt his entire body tense up at the word. The word shot straight through his processors freezing everything in its path, his heart was thumping in his throat and his breathing was far from the regular pre-set. While his processors were telling him that the word alone shouldn't get him worked up, since it was the dictionary word for an infant child, it was causing something to bloom inside of him. He was too lost in thought to see the fear creeping up on Hank's face, "Sorry, I won't call you that anymore, if you don't like it…" Hank mumbled as his knee lowered and his hands loosening their grip as self-consciousness filled him.
Connor's eyes filled with understanding and he grabbed Hank's face and quickly pressed his lips to Hank's. He pulled back a second later and looked up at Hank with a huge smile on his face, "No, please, do it again." He shoved his face into Hank's chest trying to hide the blue blush that was filling his features. When he wasn't deviant, all he experienced was a heat warning, but now he felt the heat spilling through his face and his stomach tingled while it twisted up. "I don't understand why, but I like it."
Hank let out a soft chuckle before placing a gentle kiss on Connor's head, "Don't worry about it, baby. We all like different things." This was definitely different than the man who had shoved him up against the car; this was truly Connor, not some porn that he downloaded, but the embarrassed young man he grew to care for.
"I never used these sensors before, I don't understand what is going to happen." Connor mumbled into Hank's chest, "But I do know that I want it to happen." He let out a whimper allowing his hips to wiggle against Hank before glancing up at Hank through his eyelashes with his bottom lip pouting out, "I think I am supposed to say that I want you inside of me."
"You can't say shit like that, Con, or this party will be over before its starts." A groan slipped through Hank's lips, "It have have been awhile since I made love, but..." He dipped down and captured Connor's lips once again this time gentler than before. His large hands cupped Connor's jaw as he sucked Connor's bottom lip into his mouth and gently nibbled on it. "Don't worry, baby, I will take care of you."
A gasp caught in Connor's throat as he felt his knees begin to grow weak and tremble. His hands grasped onto Hank's shoulders for support when Hank slipped his tongue into Connor's mouth. His fingers tightened along the broad shoulders when Hank's hands ghosted over his sides and fluttered over the edge of his pants. With a slight tug, his white button up shirt was pulled up from his pants and Hank's warm hands pressed against the small of his back. The warmth sending sparks up his spine causing him to arch into Hank, pressing his body against all of Hank's warmth.
Hank was the one to pull back this time and begin placing butterfly kisses down Connor's jaw allowing his teeth to drag against Connor's neck. He began placing chaste kissing up and down his neck simply falling in love with the noises that were being ripped from Connor's lips. Hank's lips opened letting his breath trickle down the man's neck; the blush slowly trickling down from Connor's face, the beautiful blue spiking up from his porcelain skin.
"How does that feel, baby?" Hank whispered against Connor's skin, slightly sucking the skin into his mouth as he lightly nibbled on it. Hot wet kisses covered the small love bites once again mixing the sharp pain with the intense waves of pleasure that was rocking his core.
"What...what are you doing?" Connor moaned as Hank bit down on the crook of his neck, "It won't leave marks…" His voice was breathless as Hank's tongue ran along the love bite that was shining white, void of artificial skin.
"But you will keep the marks won't you, baby." Hank smirked against Connor's skin as he pulled up from Connor's neck to look Connor in the eyes. His face was flushed a beautiful blue, his lips were parted and his breathing was labored. Hank placed his finger under Connor's jaw, and raised his head so their lips were barely inches apart, "I want everyone to know your mine."
For a moment, Hank was concerned that he caused a short circuit inside of Connor to blow; his eyes rolled back and he threw his head back. All worry washed away when Hank watched Connor's lips quiver before the most beautiful moan ripped from inside of Connor. Hank quickly scooped Connor up in his arms and all but ran to the bedroom. He was getting older than he realized as the task was not as easy as it once was. He kicked the door open, all but ripping it off the hinges, and basically threw Connor onto the bed unceremoniously. Connor bounced a little on the mattress as he stared at Hank with shock. Hank wouldn't admit that he basically lost his grip on the younger man and threw him on the bed in the hopes of not dropping him on the floor.
"I must admit," Connor stated, his lips twisting up in a smile as he watched Hank huff out air. "I am very impressed you were able to accomplish that."
"Don't be treating me like an old man," Hank began as he kneeled down onto the bed, it creaking underneath his weight. "Especially with what I am about to do to you." Hank slowly made his way up the bed until he was in-between Connor's legs hovering over the smaller man. Connor shivered as Hank ran a hand across his cheek.
"Such a romantic." Connor smirked before wrapping his arms around Hank's neck; there was something in this man that seemed to drive Connor wild. Hank lit a fire inside of Connor that seemed to be burning hotter than ever before; Hank's eyes were lowered and dripping with need as they poured into Connor. Yet he wasn't treating Connor like a sexbot, he was loving him. Allowing very gentle touches to dance across Connor's arm. "Make love to me."
Hank's lips pulled up in a slight smile as he leaned down and gently placed his lips against Connor's. Connor sighed into the kiss as he copied Hank and let his eyes close. Their lips molded against one another as Connor's hands began roaming along Hank's large shoulders. He felt his hips twitch as Hank lowered most of his weight onto Connor. The feeling of Hank surrounding him caused a throaty moan to slip through his lips. He had felt nothing like it before, his nails dug into Hank's shoulders trying to release some of the fire that was building inside of him.
Hank's tongue ran along Connor's bottom lip almost begging, Connor's mouth parted allowing his tongue to circle Hank's. Their tongues danced together, Hank's tongue rolled against Connor's causing a shiver to run along his body. It was nothing like the kisses they had shared before, it was softer yet full of passion. It wasn't just pent up lust clawing its way to get out, it was perfect. Hank pulled back, but his lips never left Connor's skin.
Connor mewled in disappointment when he felt some of Hank's weight leave his body. Yet he felt the beating of his thirium pump quicken as Hank began kissing down the side of his neck. Pausing once and awhile to nibble on the artificial skin. Connor trembled beneath him, his processors were all over each trying to figure out what was happening to his body. Hank had Connor in his power, and he knew it as well. He rolled his hips down into Connor and he could feel how hard he had become in the short period of time. Connor groaned at the feeling as Hank's fingers danced across the buttons to Connor's dress shirt teasing him with what was going to come.
"May I?" Hank whispered flush up against Connor's neck that was now turning a light blue tint with white hickies scattered where Hank had sucked the pigment away. Just like Hank had told him, Connor had no intention of allowing the skin to fill back in. There was something inside of him that shivered in pleasure at the idea of everyone knowing what Hank and he had done and would, hopefully, continue to do.
Connor opened his mouth to speak, but Hank gently bit down on the crook of his neck directly hitting a major sensor in his neck. His eyes rolled back and his head was thrown back against the mattress as a broken moan clawed its way through his lips. He felt himself grow harder as the kisses began to grow rougher.
"I'll take that as a yes." Hank chuckled against his skin, Connor felt his face heat up in embarrassment as Hank took in every emotion filling his face. He covered his face with his arms as Hank sat up in the bed and began slowly unbuttoning his shirt. Connor felt as if he was going to explode with the anxiety and want building up in his mind. His back arched up towards Hank's touch not understanding why he wanted Hank's hands to touch his skin. Even if he didn't understand, he knew he needed it.
Finally, Connor felt the last button pop open as the air brushed against his chest causing his body to tremble. He felt his nipples perk up as the cooler air blew passed them; his eyes shot open at the strange feeling, he bit down on his lip to keep the noise from slipping through. It was then that Connor noticed Hank hadn't moved in a couple of minutes. He glanced out from under his arms and noticed that Hank was looking at him with a strange look on his face. Connor couldn't compute what it was, his face was so calm, yet his lips were perked up with a slight smile as his eyes just bored into Connor's. His face began heating up even more and he hid back underneath his arms. He felt the bed shift as he heard Hank chuckle at his antics.
"Stop laughing at me." Connor whined as he kept his arms covering his face; he felt the embarrassment fill his biocomponents.
"Sorry, baby." Hank chuckled as he leaned down and placed a chaste kiss on the compartment that held Connor's thirium pump. "You are just so….fuck, you are just cute, Con." Hank mumbled clearly embarrassed. Connor felt the smile trickle onto his lips as he peered out from his arms and saw Hank's face was flushed red.
"Now," Hank cleared his throat as Connor felt him grab Connor's arms and pull them away from his face, "Please don't cover up my favorite part."
Connor's eyes widened from the comment and he opened his mouth to speak but nothing except air slipped through. He clenched his eyes shut and gave a slight nod towards Hank, who responded with a silent chuckle before returning to Connor's chest. His lips brushed against Connor's collarbone as his tongue snaked out to draw patterns on his pec.
"Hank." Connor gasped as Hank pulled his nipple into his mouth. He rolled the delicate nub in between his teeth, very gently, before sucking it. The sensors in the small bud seemed to be running in overdrive as the moans were slipping through his lips before he could hold them back. He knew his nipples were only there for aesthetic purposes, or at least he thought so, he didn't realize how powerful the sensors in there were.
Hank let the nipple fall out of his mouth with a pop as he rolled it gently between his fingers watching in fascination. "I wasn't sure if you were going to feel anything if I did this." Hank let his tongue slip out as it rolled around the bud, "But, hell am I glad that you do." Connor fought the urge to cover his face again as Hank switched to the other nipple while his fingers continued to massage the other one.
"Why...are you doing that?" Connor managed to stumble out in between the fits of moans that rocked his body. Hank glanced up at him through his eyelashes and Connor could feel the smirk creeping up his face.
Without looking away from Connor's eyes, Hank bit down on the already sensitive nipple causing a moan to erupt from Connor's body. He threw his head back into the pillows as his fingers dug into Hank's clothed shoulders and his heels dug into the bed. His eyes were clenched closed as his back arched into Hank's mouth; the pain radiated through his chest but deep in that pain was something else. It caused his hardened dick to twitch and press against the fabric of his suit pants.
"That's why." Hank smirked against the throbbing bud, he gently circled the bud with his tongue before taking it into his mouth knowing it would help with the stinging. Connor groaned as pleasure blossomed through his biocomponents. He had no idea why his body was responding to Hank biting his nipples, something that was meant to be purely for looks.
Hank must have noticed the yellowing of Connor's LED because he turned his attention from Connor's nipple to his LED. He raised his hand up and rubbed circles on it with his thumb, "Stop overthinking everything." Connor's eyes opened and they seemed to look directly into Hank's; he gave Connor a smile as he leaned down and placed another kiss on the compartment that held Connor's thirium pump, "Just enjoy how it feels" He looked back up at Connor, "We will have a long time to figure everything out."
Connor felt the air leave his throat and he felt tremendously loved; it wasn't a feeling he had ever felt before. Hank wasn't repulsed by him being an android or that he had never felt this way before. He had seen where many older men did not want to 'train' a younger man if they could just find someone who already knew what to do. Ever since going deviant, he wasn't sure what each emotion he felt meant, or even what to call them but right now he knew that the blossoming warmth that was filling him was love. He truly loved this man and it seemed like Hank loved him too.
Hank smiled up at Connor before continuing his decent on Connor's body. His kisses switched from gentle kisses to harsh bites to licks to sooth the sensitive skin. The room was filled with Connor's moans as he tried his hardest not to cover his mouth. The noises that slipped through were embarrassing but he knew Hank loved each and every one. Hank's kisses paused at the top of Connor's dress pants where his fingers rested against the button. Connor groaned at the pressure and thrust his hips up towards Hank's hand.
Hank let out a small chuckle, again, before kissing Connor's belly button, "I was about to ask if I could take your pants off, but I guess I will take that as a yes."
He pushed his hand down against Connor's dick earning him a throaty groan from the younger man. He quickly popped open Connor's button and unzipped his pants. Connor let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding in when his dick sprung free from his pants since Hank had pulled his pants and his boxer briefs down at the same time. He hissed as the air rushed along his cock.
"I don't know why you were built with this," Hank chuckled, "But, I am sure happy." Connor blushed under the weight of the compliment.
Hank grabbed Connor's hardened cock and slowly began pumping it, clearly enjoying the looks that were twisting up on Connor's face. Connor felt as if this something was building up inside of him. He couldn't figure out what it was but it was but it was spreading like a fire throughout his body.
"Hank," Connor moaned as he tried to swat Hank's hand away, "Something's happening…" Hank chuckled a little as he looked up at Connor who was covered in a dark blue blush.
"Oh, just you wait." Hank chuckled as he bent down and took Connor into his mouth and Connor couldn't hold in the noises that were coming out.
Hank bobbed his head up and down on Connor's erect dick as his hands massaged circle's into Connor's hips so he could hold them down. Connor lost all control of his body as his hips tried to buck into Hank's mouth; his hands twisted up into Hank's grey silky hair giving them a slight tug when Hank sucked the tip into his mouth. He laid his tongue flat against the underside of Connor's cock as he bobbed his head up and down on his dick.
He tilted his head up as he lifted his head off of Connor's dick before diving straight down. He continued this motion as his right hand wrapped around Connor's waist and began squeezing his ass. His pace increased as the noises coming out of Connor grew louder; he pulled up and let his tongue run along Connor's dick. He sucked the tip into his mouth and hollowed his lips; he sucked hard on the tip before taking the entire member into his mouth. Connor was thrashing underneath Hank, unsure of what to do with his body as he felt this pressure building up inside of him.
He felt the cock twitch in his mouth and grow slightly in size. Connor felt his hips twitching as his biocomponents were twisting up in a way that made his toes curl. His head thrashed back and forth as the pants started slipping out one after the other. Each time Hank sucked down hard on Connor's dick, Connor felt his back arch up while his thirium pump was all but pumping out of his chest. He felt his body heating up way beyond the recommended temperature but he reveled in it.
"Hank…" Connor moaned as he felt his dick twitched inside of Hank's mouth, "I feel like I am overheating." Hank took that and began sucking down harder before beginning to bob faster. His tongue pressed and outlined the vein on the underside of Connor's cock. "Hank!"
Connor threw his head back against the pillows as he felt every emotion that was built up inside of him explode. His hips jerked up three times as he felt something explode from outside of him. His chest felt as if it was pried open as his body trembled in the aftermath of his organism. Hank swallowed Connor's cum before giving Connor one more lick, causing his body to twitch again, before looking up at Connor with a goofy smirk filling his features.
Connor noticed that Hank was staring at him, but he was trying to regulate his breathing, "You okay, Con?"
"Yeah...yeah." Connor huffed out, lifting his head to give Hank a smile, "I didn't know I could do that. I am ….happily surprised."
"Well, I am glad you can." Hank chuckled as he leaned on his arm looking up at Connor, "Makes this all more fun."
It was Connor's turn to let out a light chuckle as he let his head gently lay against the pillow, "Yeah, fun."
"You done for the night, Con?" Hank chuckled as he plopped himself next to Connor, "This the big bad android sent by cyberlife?"
Connor slapped Hank's chest and gave him an annoyed yet teasing look, "No, I want to keep going. I want you inside of me." His hand rested against Hank's chest, allowing his fingers to rub Hank's clothed chest. That was when Connor noticed that he was completely naked, besides his black socks and his sock garters. The thought of Hank hiding his body caused him to pout, his bottom lip sticking out slightly.
"Okay, well I need to prepare you." Hank said once again his lips filled with that goofy yet loving smile. Hank pushed himself off of the bed and walked towards the nightstand.
Connor flipped onto his stomach before crawling towards the edge of the bed where Hank was standing, "You are wearing too many clothes." Connor reached out and began trying to unbutton the eighties style striped shirt.
"Trust me, you don't want to see that." Hank let out a laugh, but Connor knew it was to cover up his self-consciousness. Connor frowned when Hank tried to swat his hands away, but he slapped Hank's hands away and glared at him.
"But I do." He purred as he began unbuttoning the shirt. Hank rolled his eyes, but let Connor do what he wanted. It wasn't like he was going to be able to stop Connor anyways.
Connor slowly peeled the shirt away from Hank's chest and watched as the white chest hairs popped out. A smiled filled Connor's face as his hands ran through the hair letting his nails lightly scratch Hank's chest. He noticed that his skin was tattooed, and his fingers traced over the design before glancing back up at Hank.
"I want to know the story behind this." He kissed the tattoo before looking up at Hank once more, "But right now, I want to show you what you just made me feel." His hands reached down to unbutton Hank's jeans, but once again Hank swatted his hands away. Before Connor was able to contest, Hank placed a finger on Connor's lips.
"You will, just not tonight. Tonight is all about you and making you feel good." Hank smirked before pushing Connor back down onto the mattress, "I just need to get some lube." Hank went to turn around to reach for the nightstand before Connor reached up to grab Hank's arm.
"There is no need for that." Hank watched a dark blue blush flush on Connor's face as his LED turned a light pink. "I...uh… self-lubricate…" Connor muffled feeling the embarrassment trickle up inside of him again.
Hank paused, just watching Connor's face heating up. "I don't want to know why, but thank god." He mumbled the end of his sentence before unbuttoning his pants and shuffled his jeans and boxers around his legs before he stepped out of them both. Connor couldn't help but gawk at Hank's body.
His body was covered in old scars that just showed how rough Hank had been on his body. He had another tattoo on his upper thigh that Connor was just dying to run his fingers along. Hank's body wasn't rock hard as his own, but Connor didn't want it to be. He enjoyed the shape of Hank, he wasn't fat but he wasn't built like Connor. His shoulders were wider and his thighs were strong. Connor's eyes glanced down at Hank's dick and he felt his face heat up once again. He figured Hank would be large because of his physical size, but he was bigger than Connor anticipated, but god was he perfect.
"Stop." Hank warned as he crawled his way in between Connor's legs. He pulled Connor closer towards him by the hips pushing his legs apart. "This is going to feel weird, but trust me, it will feel good."
"I trust you, Hank." Connor whispered glanced down at Hank who was just staring at him. Connor noticed that Hank's face was growing red which caused something to stir inside of him.
Hank let out a huff, but Connor noticed that there was still a smile on his face. Connor let out a deep breath and a slight wiggle trying to get his body to relax as the excitement was swirling in his biocomponents. He felt his body jerk when Hank ran his finger along his hole.
"You need to relax." Hank chuckled as he leaned down and placed a kiss on the inside of Connor's knee. He watched Connor take a deep breath and waited until Connor nodded towards him before his finger circled Connor's hole once again. His finger gently pushed against the rim of Connor's ass and Hank let out a groan. "God, you are wet."
Connor groaned as Hank pushed his finger deeper inside of Connor; Connor's hips squirmed at the weird feeling of something pressing inside of him. He glanced down and realized that Hank was looking at him very intensely making sure that he wasn't causing the android any pain. Connor's heart swelled at the thought and then all thoughts were interrupted as Hank began slowly moving his finger in and out of Connor.
He let out a small gasp as the obscure and odd feeling began to disappear as Hank began pumping his one finger. Connor let his eyes fall closed as he felt his face heating up once again, he could feel his dick beginning to grow hard as Hank began stretching him. He felt Hank's lips encase his increasingly hardened cock ripping a moan from his lips. He felt his body tense up when he felt another finger press itself into his ass.
Hank pulled up from Connor before letting out a deep breath, "Breathe." Hank whispered before wrapping his lips around Connor's dick once again.
Connor winced from the sharp stretching feeling from Hank's fingers buried deep inside of him. "That is unnecessary." Connor managed to squeak out, trying to distract himself from the burning sensation radiating from his hole.
Hank let Connor's dick out of his mouth with a pop and just stared at Connor for a moment, "Shut up."
Connor felt Hank take in the tip of his dick once again sucking hard on the sensitive tip; Connor hissed through his teeth as Hank began to slowly move his fingers. He felt Hank's fingers twist and curl up inside of him; for a moment, Connor felt something. It was deep inside of him but it caused a moan to slip through the pain.
"Found it." Connor could hear the smirk in Hank's voice as Connor felt his fingers curl against that same spot and that feeling, that fire, burst throughout Connor's body again. "I didn't think you would be built with one, but they thought of everything."
The burning sensation around his ass began to subside and it was being replaced with a small growing pleasure. At first, it was only a slight twinge of pleasure through the pain, and Connor was struggling to figure out why humans did this, but soon, that pleasure began building up inside his biocomponents. His breathing was growing labored, his face was heating up, and he felt his dick grow almost painfully against him. Hank let Connor's dick out of his mouth before placing kisses on the inside of Connor's knee.
"Hank…" Connor moaned as Hank began pumping his fingers inside of him again and again constantly pressing against that spot.
"How does that feel, baby?" Hank murmured against the inside of Connor's thigh before kissing the area. Hank pressed another finger deep inside of Connor causing another guttural moan to rip through Connor. He heard the squishing of the lubricant as Hank thrusted his fingers inside of him, the noise causing an electric surge to rip through his body.
"More...please." Connor moaned against his arm as he felt his hips beginning to move on their own. His back arched up before he rolled his hips into Hank's fingers trying to get more friction, to draw out more pleasure from those fingers, but they weren't thick enough.
"You sure you are ready?" Hank questioned, his eyes filled with lust yet love as they poured into Connor's. "I don't want to hurt you."
"Please, baby." Connor pleaded, losing all dignity, as he rutted himself against Hank's fingers. He heard Hank groan before slowly removing his fingers from Connor. Connor mewled at the loss, his insides feeling empty and stretched.
Connor watched as Hank rubbed his lubricated fingers around his dick coating it; Connor's mouth suddenly felt dry as he watched Hank rubbing himself. Hank smirked at the younger man but didn't say anything when he caught Connor staring. Hank pulled Connor's hips closer and Connor felt Hank's swollen dick press against his hole. He could just feel his dick popping through that first ring of muscles and the sweet burning pleasure ripping through his body. He tried to roll his hips, forcing Hank inside of him, but Hank's hands held his hips down.
"You sure you want to do this?' Hank questioned as he rubbed circles on Connor's hips with his thumb. Connor couldn't trust his voice regulator to work so he just nodded up at Hank with a smile on his face. Even with all the emotion and lust in between them, Hank was still making sure that Connor was okay and not in pain.
Once Hank saw the nod, he looked down in between them and slowly pushed his dick deep inside of Connor. A gasp fell from Connor's lips as he felt Hank slowly filling him up; there was a slight burning sensation filling his ass as he was being stretched out, yet, the pleasure was bubbling up inside of him. Hank's cock made Connor feel full, it was a twisting in his biocomponents that he was craving.
"Fuck…" Hank huffed as Connor felt Hank's hips twitch inside of him; Connor groaned at the slight movement. "I guess I can move?"
"Please." Connor groaned as he rolled his hips into Hank trying to find that spot inside of himself that caused his toes to curl earlier.
Connor felt Hank pull himself almost all the way out of Connor before thrusting himself back in. Connor's head flew back as he let out a sputtered moan and his fingers dug into the mattress. He heard the groans leaving Hank's lips as he began thrusting himself deep inside of Connor; Connor felt his body bobbing with every thrust, his dick smacking against his stomach as the moans slipped out.
Hank grabbed Connor's legs and placed them on his shoulders before he pulled himself all the way out before shoving himself back in. Connor's back arched up and a scream ripped through his throat as Hank began to repeatedly hit against Connor's prostate. The new angle caused Hank to reach deeper inside of Connor than he had before.
Connor felt Hank's pace increase and the noises were leaving Connor in huffs; he felt as if he couldn't keep up with the thrusts. He could feel his insides twisting up as Hank tilted Connor's hips forward before rolling his hips into Connor. He stopped thrusting but rolled his hips so his cock was sensually rubbing against Connor's prostate. No longer just smacking against it, but rubbing and rolling around it. Connor tried calling out his name but it all came out like nonsense as the sensation made his toes curl.
"Hank…" Connor moaned his fingers digging into the sheet beneath them; when Hank thrusted back in, smacking his prostate on the head, Connor swore he heard a small rip in the sheets. Connor's eyes were barely staying open as Hank thrusted into him, he tried to roll his hips up to meet the thrusts but Hank's pace was growing too erratic for Connor to follow.
Hank's thrusts grew slower as he lowered Connor's legs from his shoulders and wrapped them around his waist. Hank leaned forward, restings his elbows next to Connor's head so only some of his weight was on the smaller man. But Connor basked in the feeling of Hank's body pressed up against his. Hank's thrusts quickened again as he leaned down and took one of Connor's nipples in his mouth. Rolling the sensitive bud in between his teeth.
"Hank…" Connor yelled, arching his back into Hank's mouth as he felt his biocomponents twisting up. The heat radiating throughout his body as the pleasure began to cause his body to tremble. "It's happening again…"
Hank licked the nipple one last time before leaning up and placing kisses on Connor's neck. He pushed himself up onto his left hand while his right reached down between them and began pumping Connor's cock. "Come on, baby, let me hear you." Connor moaned as Hank started thrusting harder into the younger man and his hand moved faster against his cock.
Connor's back was arching up into Hank as his body began trembling as all of his sensors were being overshocked. The pleasure was rocking from all over his body, his toes were curling and his nails dug deep into Hank's back. The older man's thrusts grew erratic as his dick sloppily slapped against Connor's prostate. The sensors were causing an electric shock to course through his body as he felt the familiar build up occurring in his 's breathing was ragged as he desperately clutched Hank's shoulders for support as he felt Hank bury himself deep inside Connor over and over again. Connor's feet hooked around one another around Hank's waist trying to bring Hank even closer. He felt his body heating up with each thrust, his body desperately clinging to Hank as his legs began to tremble. He couldn't handle the sesation of Hank stretching him out with each thrust. He could feel the walls of his ass tighten around Hank's cock. He could heat the groans and grutns leaving Hank growing louder as he felt the man grow and spasm inside of him.
"Hank!" He moaned as he felt his dick twitch before he felt his body tremble in pleasure as everything exploded. His processors froze while his eyes clenched shut and he felt his cum shooting ribbons across his chest.
"Fuck…" Hank huffed, his thrusts growing more erratic by the second, "Connor." Hank moaned. Hank thrusted deep inside of Connor three more times, each time slapping that prostate making Connor's hips twitch and moans to slip through his lips before Hank's hips spasmed and he came.
Connor groaned as he felt Hank's dick twitch inside of him before hot liquid filled his cavity. He felt Hank give two more lazy thrusts through his organism before he allowed his body weight to fall back onto his elbows above Connor's body. Connor shook as he felt Hank's breathing cascade across his neck. Connor felt Hank let out a deep breath before he pushed himself up and placed a chaste kiss on Connor's lips. The kiss was short, but it was sweet.
Connor's skin prickled as if there was a fire licking its way across his entire body. The heat of the larger man on top of him was adding fuel to that fire, but the way their sweaty bodies laid together was something Connor wished to feel for the rest of his life. With a deep huff, Hank rolled off of Connor and threw his arms out to the sides lazily trying to cool himself down. His eyes fluttered closed as exhaustion filled every muscle yet he felt more at peace than he had in a long time.
It didn't take long for Connor to roll over to his side and cling to Hank's side. He rested his head on Hank's chest, allowing it to roll with his deepened breathing, and wrapped his long slender legs around Hank's hairier thicker ones. He let out a deep sigh of happiness as he snuggled into the hair on Hank's chest reveling in the feeling of it tickling his nose. Hank's heartbeat thumped in his ears causing his thirium pump to swell and quicken; it was such an erratic beat that once and awhile quickened when Connor rubbed circles with his fingers into Hank's sides. It was something that Connor loved. Hank's undeniably human features. It brought something out of Connor that he didn't understand yet, but he loved when it bubbled up inside of him.
Connor lifted his head and gently placed his chin on Hank's chest giving him the biggest smile he could manage. "I love you." He said for the second time yet it still caused nervousness to trickle up inside of his biocomponents; Hank still never answered him. Fear began crawling its way up Connor's spine as Hank's eyes filled with sorrow. He felt his face twist up in confusion and hurt as dread filled his biocomponents and he began pushing himself off of Hank.
"I just can't say it."