Please see chapter one for all warnings etc…
Make My Heart Start Beating
28
"I…" I stare at him in shock I wasn't expecting that. "Do you want me too?" He nods and holds the lube out to me.
Guess I was wrong, I really did top him at the hotel that night.
"Okay Mon Coeur, roll over on your back, let me love you Bastian," I murmur as he does, that long lean body peppered with freckles and it's all mine. Popping the lube I smear my fingers and then double check, "Are you sure? I've really not done this for a while, tell me what you like and don't like, okay?"
"I'll like anything you like," he says but his body's very tense as I reach between his legs and his erection isn't anywhere near as impressive.
Rubbing my fingers around his entrance I lean over him and flick my tongue over his mouth mimicking it. When I probe his mouth I do the same with my finger and then I push inside at the same time.
He's so tight and I freeze as he pants under me, "Sebastian? Bas talk to me…" His eyes have squeezed shut and his hands are bruisingly hard on my arms. "Please le battement de mon Coeur," I babble at him and then, "I'm stopping Bas I'm going to take my finger out now, shh it's okay."
But his hand has wrapped around my arm and he won't let me move, "Bas, come on, it's okay, you can top me, or we can cuddle or something, just please Bas, I don't want to hurt you."
"You're not," he grinds out between his gritted teeth, "I just really need you to do this for me Kurt."
I stop fighting him and move closer cuddling him with my body as much as I can while I rest my head on the curve of his shoulder, "Fine, but I refuse to hurt you Sebastian."
"Good," he whispers and we lie there not doing anything and it's rather embarrassing to have my finger where it is, trapped his in his tight heat as bit by bit his muscles relax around it.
He tries to put his other arm around me and we have to wiggle and then we're cuddling properly and he mutters, "It really doesn't hurt. I thought I must have made up the hotel room in my head."
"So I'm not the only one to think they imagined that then?" I tilt my head to look at him.
A flicker of amusement crosses his face, "No I guess you aren't." He kisses my forehead, "It was so good I thought it had to have been a dream."
So he had enjoyed it at the time too.
Sebastian's body ripples under me and then he's kissing me softly, I'm a little tense not wanting to hurt him but all he seems to want to do is kiss so I reciprocate and then his hips flex making my finger thrust into him, he stiffens up again.
"Bas, why did you do that?" I scold him, "You're not hurt are you?" I try and fuss over him as much as I can as he smiles at me.
"I'm fine Kurt, I'm fine, because it's you, it's you and I'm fine," he goes back to kissing me and I try and squirm away but he's insistent so I play along wondering what's got into him.
"Kurt? Can you do something for me?" He asks and those green eyes are very serious.
"It depends," I'm wary, "tell me what it is and as long as it doesn't involve hurting you I'll consider it."
A huge smile crosses his face, "Thanks and I need you to use that finger of yours in me, I need to feel you inside of me and I don't think I'm up to anything bigger just yet. Sorry to spoil dessert for you," his frowns.
"You haven't spoilt anything," I kiss him, "And if you want me to do this tell me how you prefer to be. On your stomach..." He's already shaking his head, "Okay on your back, and I reserve the right to kiss you and your freckles," he laughs at that so I take advantage and kiss some of the freckles on his chest.
His arms wrap around me and I tentatively pull out of him and very slow push in, he's still tense but his muscles have started to stretch making it easier. Probing him I search for just the right spot and then he grunts arching his back.
Smugly I do it again as he twists and bucks, "Oh Bas, I'm going to enjoy my dessert now."
I get a disbelieving look and then I very carefully try and live up to my boast to him as I continue to push into him and swipe at his prostate. Kissing his neck I trail my lips down his chest and around each of his nipples and give them soft little sucks, I get more grunts and groans from him and I can see he's getting hard again.
Lapping at his collarbone I go back to kissing him lazily as his breathing speeds back up and fine tremors wrack his frame. This is far more fun than it should be. Sebastian Smythe naked and at my mercy, I could get used to this.
Continuing to tease him I'm startled when he pulls his mouth away and drives his head back into the bed even as his hips move hesitantly meeting my finger and pressing me in deeper, "Oh god," he moans, "Kurt."
"Bas," I nuzzle him, "What do you need from me Bas? Tell me what you want darling, let me love you Bas."
"More, just more," he's starting to writhe.
"Do you want another finger? Or do you want me to move faster?" I'm back to being anxious, I really don't want to hurt him, he's loosened up but he's still so very tight.
"Both, please Kurt, both, I trust you, just do it, please," he's starting to fall apart in my arms so I distract him by sucking on a nipple and then I press a second finger into him. "Burns," he hisses, "But good, so fucking good Kurt."
Taking that as encouragement I crook my fingers and he moans again, "Touch yourself Bas, come on Bas," and he doesn't need anymore urging as he begins to pump himself.
"Kurt," he moans louder so I scissor my fingers, "Fuck, babe that's amazing," pushing into him I vaguely remember something he did by twisting his fingers and I must have been successful when he thrashes and cries out, "Kurt! More, god just more."
Aroused I press against his body and redouble my efforts, giving up kissing his mouth as he wont stay still, I assault his nipples and incidentally the freckles that happen to be there too.
I remember doing something similar to him in the hotel room, his cries had been erotic then and are now. And then his hips stop moving and he pants out, "Close, too close, sorry." Those green eyes are completely blown, his skin is sweaty and stunning to take in, his hair is a ruined mess and I did that to him.
Smugly I seek out that spot in him and he whines, "It's okay Bastian, let go, cum for me my meerkat," he huffs at the name, "Mon Coeur, let me see you like you did me when I was on the table, please Bas," I stack the odds in my favour by stroking his prostate again.
"Kurt…" he's struggling to speak so I take pity on him and give him some respite, "Tiger, that's not fair on you."
Touched by that I kiss him, "It's fine Sebastian, I'll let you make it up to me another time, in fact this means I'll be forced to have dinner with you again, to spend time enjoying myself," I give him a big dramatic sigh, "What a cruel and evil boyfriend you are to me."
Chuckling he breathes heavily, "Only if you let me cook for you…"
"Done," I agree and do the twist thing again, "Cum for me Bas, you know you want to, and I promise to let you do this to me."
"Deal," he groans out and then he stops trying to hold himself back as his hand jerks himself off rapidly, for a few seconds his whole body simply stops and then he's crying out my name as thick viscous ropes of cum splatter over his chest and one even lands on his face.
Watching him climax is a sight I don't think I could get enough of anytime soon and then his muscles relax in one go and I can finally remove my fingers from him.
Leaving him to his post orgasm high I wander to the bathroom and grab some tissues and a washcloth, then I clean him up before securing the apartment for the night and snuggling down next to him.
"You didn't cum," he mutters.
"It's not important mon Coeur, go to sleep, but I'm holding you to your promise of cooking for me," I kiss his shoulder and tuck him in.
Tonight might not have gone the way I'd wanted it to but I think I've learnt something about Sebastian and I'm sure it's significant.
A/N: Sorry for any and all mistakes, I've tried to catch those I could, but I'm only human.
Le battement de mon Coeur – the beat of my heart, or what Google Translate tells me it is, again feel free to put me right.