TOMMY
I lead Zedd back to our room, planning as we go. I know he didn't sleep well last night, I felt him tossing and flinching while muttering less than encouraging things in Eltarian. I attempted to do as he does when I'm in such a state and talk him through it, soothe him through his nightmares, but it apparently didn't work if the circles under his eyes and his lack of stealth today in the dungeons means anything. I think it's time to switch tactics. I'm going to make him forget what that jackass did to him - any way I can. I can't help but smile when he locks the door behind us. I kick off my boots but before I can turn to him, he wraps his arms around me from behind and kisses my neck. I tilt my head, inviting more. I shiver slightly as he speaks against my skin. "Last night was incredible, mate."
I turn in his arms. "Glad you enjoyed it." I slide my arms around his neck. "I like making you feel good."
"But, you know, you've been doing that more often than I have."
I can't help the teasing remark. "That's what you have me for - so you don't have to make yourself feel good."
Not surprisingly, he kisses me soundly for that, stealing my breath with the intensity. "You know what I mean."
"Yeah, I do, but Zedd, it's not just about pleasing you. Not only do I get to learn what you like, but I also get the chance to find out things that I'm curious about, things that I might want to try."
"Like what?" I can feel my face heat up as he waits patiently, smiling slightly at my lack of response and fidgeting.
"I don't know, just…things." Lame, so very, very lame.
Smile only growing at my response, he shakes his head slowly. "Not to change the subject, Thomas, but you embarrass easily sometimes when it comes to the subject of mating."
"Most humans aren't as open and straightforward as you guys are."
"Hmm. Maybe. I've observed other humans during my time attacking your world, some are reserved like you, but others…" Giving me a kiss he continues, "It's all right though, I like how you get fidgety and flustered at times. You're not smug or crass like I've known others to be. It's endearing." Right. "Perhaps for some of these things, for the moment though, it would be easier for you to show me what you'd like to do?"
"Good idea." We return to kissing for a few minutes before I help him out of his clothes, caressing him as I go. I kneel before him and press a kiss to his hip, holding back a low growl as I can still see faint scars and bruises there that are taking far too long to heal for my liking.
Seeing where my gaze has fallen, his hand finds my head, fingers stroking my hair soothingly. "They'll heal love, just taking longer than normal due to being ill. They'll be gone in another day or two."
Recalling that him focusing on what was done is the opposite of what I wanted, I try to turn his and my thoughts back to the moment at hand. "I know you know this, Zedd, but you are handsome and sexy and hot - and I want you, kalleimat." Gently, I stroke him intimately for a moment before I slide my mouth down on him. After a few minutes, I stop, making him groan in frustration.
"Thomas, please."
"On the bed, mate."
Quickly, he does as I've asked as I swiftly strip out of my own clothes. I take a long look at him before I climb on as well. I know I take him by surprise as rather than positioning myself to enter him I straddle him instead and gently pin him down as my lips wander over him. I can feel my heart pounding in my chest, not from fear, but excitement. I do everything that I can think of to have him drowning in pleasure. Hopefully, it'll keep him from trying to maybe stop me from what I want to do next. I know he enjoys what we do, but I also know how he worries I'll end up hurt from taking things too far or too fast, and the last thing I want right now is him worrying.
After a few more minutes, I can't wait anymore. His hands are clenched tightly in the blankets, his skin is flushed and his eyes are half open and hazy. I shift myself to where I need to be and position him for me. I lower myself slowly, feeling him spread me before the head pops in. Reflexively, his hips snap up even as his eyes open fully and widen as he sees what I'm doing. His thrust has buried him halfway into me and I can't help the moan that escapes, still not completely used to this type of intimacy, but definitely becoming a fan of it. "Oh god, Zedd."
Out of the corner of my eye, I see his hand twitch and I know that he wants to touch me. I lower myself further and he groans. "Thomas."
I shudder in my own pleasure as he passes that spot in me and oh god he's deeper than he's ever been before and it's so good and I want more! I reach back and spread myself as I relax the muscles in my legs, letting the last bit of him in. I know I'm trembling as I try to hold on so this isn't over too soon. I can feel him trembling too, as he waits for me - to make sure that I'm all right. I lift up some and then slide back down slowly. "Oh god, Zedd. Touch me please!" I keep moving even as his hands travel over me. As I speed up, so does he. "Zedd, more!"
He settles his hands on my hips, helping me find a satisfying pace for us both. "Hells, Thomas, yes!" he gasps. "Ride me!" As I come down, he thrusts up to meet me and I gasp at how good it is. Both of us move harder and faster until I'm at the edge. My head falls back even as his hands tighten on my hips and he thrusts up into me hard, once, twice, three times and then pulls me down tight against him. "Now Thomas!" I can feel him swelling inside me, putting pressure on the bundle of nerves deep within and setting off my own shouting orgasm. Every movement seems to send mini bursts of pleasure through my body and I can't move.
It takes a few moments, but I do finally feel Zedd's grip on me loosen, his body shifting to get more comfortable as he tries to help me off of him, however his 'help' is doing anything but helping. Still coming down from my own high and honestly wanting to lay down as I typically do after finding release, apparently that's not an option yet as any shift from Zedd or myself still sends a reminding jolt through me that while one part of me is done for now, the rest of my still over-stimulated nerves aren't. "Zedd, wait, please."
Looking concerned, his hands move from my hips to rub my legs slowly. "Are you hurt?"
"No just...can't move yet, need a minute to settle." After a few minutes, I can finally ease off of him without more jolts of bliss radiating through me. I collapse on the bed next to him, shaking and gasping. In a moment, he's hovering over me. "Love, are you all right?"
I pull him down for a kiss. "Never better, kalleimat."
