Chapter 5: Under the Circumstances
I haven't written anything in a long time, and I am so sorry for that. My life's been kind of hectic lately and I have little muse for this, but I'll try by best not to disappoint anyone anymore. Anyway, here we'll be dropping in on the happy couple I told you about. ;D
Rated M for smutt. Nothing too graphic, more slight details and some history on their relationship, but still. So yes, this may be the first un-grpahic sex scene on here but . . . Whatever. xD
Sipping tea with his lover, the small figure was happier than ever at that moment. Yesterday had gone smoothly after the proposal was made, and Sprat and Kristoff were to wed in 8 months; it would give them plenty of time to prepare as well as settle into the idea of living together. A warm hand brushing against the bare skin of his inner thigh, the sugar addict shivered some. Sexual interaction was something the silver male expected the boy partake in regularly-so basically, no, he wasn't a virgin and had done "it" with the other plenty of times since they'd come together as a couple. This didn't take away from the fact he'd never been particularly comfortable with the idea. In fact, every time they attempted sex he would whine and whimper with fear until it was in.
Before he knew it the mug was stolen away by the pale hands of his gothic boyfriend and he was lying flat on the bed, facing up. They were at Kristoff's apartment, as his own tended to always be messy and it embarrassed him too much to have him over. The bigger male's own residence wasn't the most sanitary place either, but he didn't mind. The filth didn't bother him in the slightest, especially since he himself lived in a similar way. In fact, it made him more comfortable and secure; gave him a sense of home.
Clothes were peeled off of both partners, done completely by the older male's capable hands. Often did those hands caress sprat. He loved the tender embrace they offered, especially with Kristoff's usually cold façade. He had always felt especially perfect when those dark eyes viewed him with the utmost love and kindness. He was glad that he could receive these looks in public now since everyone knew they would be a couple soon. Their homosexual relationship had been one that had lasted since the ninth grade. So many years full of kissing and keeping secrets, being teased for never having a partner. It was worth it now.
A little shiver and gasp was offered as a slick finger slipped into the hole between his cheeks, another soon following. They scissored, causing him to moan a bit. Sex wasn't new, but it wasn't old. They'd started a year ago. Nothing kinky, Sprat wouldn't allow that despite Kristoff's constant begging. He wasn't big on anything dirty or nasty after all and wouldn't degrade himself by allowing the young goth to chain him up or videotape them.
The fingers exited, causing the small boy to whimper. Soon they were replaced by something bigger and much more impressive. It never ceased to amaze him how every time they made love it seemed to get better and better, despite his usual hesitancy beforehand. A gasp. "Krisoff," he squeaked.
Hands entangled in hair, skin pressing against skin, pleasure soon erupted through the boy. Sticky, white liquid decorated their abdomens and thighs within minutes, along with Kristoff's hand. However everything that was there was simply licked away by the tiny dear. Lips became stuck to one another afterward, as if superglued together. The pleasant member had left his body, and despite the whining mess his partner had made him want to be when it was over he couldn't help but feel content in his arms when they were finished. He'd become so comfortable, in fact, that he wasn't even aware of it when he slipped into darkness.
Very, very short chapter, but I hope you enjoyed it. I myself found it cute, although I'm not the best at sex scenes, but yeah. XD And this sucks generally because I'm having writing problems atm.