Page 83 of Ever Dark Academy: Vol. 1

Not the same as a human. But familiar. So familiar…

He opened his mouth without opening his eyes and sank down onto the head. He felt the spongy press of it against his tongue and palate. He closed his lips tight around it and sucked. Ryder’s hips bucked, but a touch of Grayson’s power held them down. He heard the Vampire growl and thrash.

Let go, Ryder. I can hold you.

Grayson curled one hand around the base of Ryder’s cock. He would not be able to deep throat this. Not this time anyways. So he needed to give the whole of this beautiful cock attention at the same time. He moved up and down on the cock with his mouth, taking in a little more each time. As it was though, he could only get an inch or so below the cockhead before he had to pull up. He moved his hand up and down with his mouth, squeezing and massaging the length as he did so.

His other hand slipped between Ryder’s thighs and found that slick opening. Two of his fingers thrust inside. Ryder let out a throaty moan and tried to lift those hips up, but Grayson controlled them. He felt the Vampire testing him, his strength, and he loved it.

I can hold you. It’s okay. Let go.

Ryder’s legs fell down on the bed. His heels drummed a tattoo of need against the comforter. His hands fisted in Grayson’s hair. Large hands. Hands that could cover his entire skull and crush it. But they were light as feathers. Grayson sucked on Ryder’s cock harder as he pulled off it with a pop.

His eyes opened and he looked up at Ryder who was staring down at him with those glowing, slitted silver eyes. Color had flooded his cheeks and chest. The firelight painted him in gold as well. He was mesmerizing. So strong. Yet his. Under his control while he was under Ryder’s protection.

He went down on Ryder again, swallowing as much as he could, and then moving frantically up and down. His fingers twisted inside of Ryder, rubbing and moving. He knew Vampires did have prostates when Ryder bucked strong enough that Grayson almost lost control of him. But he held on.

He let Ryder arch when he felt that cock plump impossibly more in his mouth, making it so that only the head was inside of him. He suctioned his lips around the length even as he stroked Ryder and sent three fingers inside of the Vampire’s body.

The first taste of Ryder’s cum was a revelation. His mouth tingled. His throat tingled. His whole body tingled. For a moment, Grayson saw Nightvallen from above as if he were flying--as if he were one of the birds that Ryder could shift into--above the vast city. But no, he had no feathers. He was simply flying, using his gift to fly through the air like Superman. And then the flock surrounded him. The ravens so black they were almost blue with silver eyes were all around him. He and Ryder were flying together.

“I told you I could fly!” he heard a voice teasing and realized it was his, but it didn’t sound like him at all.

The raven cawed!

Grayson laughed, but that brought him back to Earth as he nearly lost some of that delicious cream that he was swallowing. One last swallow and it was done. But he still ran his tongue over the spongy head, wanting to prolong things.

He and Ryder were in his bed. They weren’t flying. His body did feel light though. So light. He didn’t feel the bed beneath his knees. That was when he realized that they were both levitating about a foot off the bed. Ryder opened his eyes and turned his head to the side. There was no gasp. No scream. No demanding to know what was happening. Instead, he turned back to Grayson and gave a grin.

“If this is what you do when I cum,” Ryder murmured, “I can’t wait to see what happens when you do.”

Grayson slowly pulled off that spent cock that was already hardening again. With a Cheshire-like grin, he said, “Let’s find out.”

BODY LANGUAGE

Ryder’s body hummed with pleasure. He was grinning so hard and wide his mouth almost hurt from it. The urge to laugh or moan was interchangeable. He and Grayson were literally hovering two feet from the surface of the bed and Grayson was now looking down as if he were a cat in a tree in need of rescue.

“We aren’t going to have sex floating?” Ryder teased. “I’ve never done that.”

Grayson let out a pleased chuckle. “When I lose control--and I intend to fully--we will drop like two bowling balls onto the floor.”

“There’s a bed under us,” Ryder said with an eyebrow waggle.

“We’ll bounce off that sucker and hit the deck. Trust me. I’ve done this before,” Grayson said.

Ryder let out a choked laugh, picturing it in his head. When Grayson gave him a hard look, he stifled his amusement--partially--and said, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m just thinking about how that would look.”

“Well, you are the first person in it with me. Normally, I’m alone after an erotic dream. Most times erotic anyways.” Grayson frowned slightly. “I’ve never done this with another person.”

Ryder’s eyebrows rose. He shouldn’t have been surprised. Grayson had told him how careful he was with his powers being seen. If having sex usually triggered him, the young man would have been far less skilled than he clearly was. The sheer comfort with both of their bodies told him that Grayson enjoyed sex thoroughly and had explored it just as thoroughly. Yet he couldn’t help but feel a bit touched that he had caused Grayson to lose control like this. It was a first for both of them.

“I see. So we’re stuck?” Ryder couldn’t help that continued amusement.

Grayson’s brow furrowed. “I’ve never actually done a controlled landing, but it should be possible. I mean… theoretically.”

“Well, I’m pretty hardy and quick. So if you drop us I’ll keep us both from being hurt,” Ryder assured him.

“You haven’t ever had sex with an Ashyr, have you?” Never had them… do this?” Grayson asked, eyes searching his face with surprising alertness.

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