Page 66 of His Noble Savior

Richard slicked his hand and nodded for Lilian to do the same. He’d expected Richard to roll him onto his back and prepare him for his dick, but evidently, he had something else in mind. Richard scooted closer, then wrapped his hand around their cocks, bringing them together in his fist, lubing them withfaerie oil.

Lilian almost passed out from the overwhelming pleasure of his cock pressing against Richard’s. They were the same size and fit together perfectly. He clutched Richard’s hip with his clean hand, the oiled one cupping their flared heads. They groaned in unison, lust bouncing between them. Their hunger for release grew with each heartbeat. Urgency flared like a torch set ablaze.

Lilian dragged his palm over their glans, and the greedy pull in his loins redoubled. Their cocks throbbed with need, Richard’s thick veins pulsing against his. His soul enclosed Lilian’s, who floated in bliss. Richard hauled his lubed hand up their dicks. Faerie oil soaked them, and heat rushed onto Lilian. He moaned, his cock bursting with the urge to grind and fuck until he twitched in release.

Bolts of passion rattled him until Richard took mercy and jerked them. The well-oiled friction of cock and hand drove Lilian mad. He bucked into Richard’s grip.

“So eager,” Richard mumbled and gave them an extra firm stroke.

Lilian sucked in air and joined Richard in the slow play. He ran his fingers along the ridges of their heads and swiped his thumb through the fat drops of precum that leaked from them. Richard caressed every part of him as though he held not Lilian’s cock but his soul in hand, massaging it toward the pinnacle of rapture. Lilian ached and pulsated, Richard’s every touch taking him higher. He lost himself in Richard’s soul.

His fingertips bathed in the precum welling in their slits, teasing the sensitive flesh with a lazy back and forth. His insides gave a lustful twitch, and more liquid sluiced onto his fingers where it mixed with the oil. Tingles prickled over his hard, slick cock, and he wondered how long it’d take for him to lose his mind.

He slid his hand to their shafts, joining Richard in the languidup and down. They worked their cocks to the steady beat of a silent drum, liquid arousal oozing from their tips and spilling down their knuckles.

They breathed the same air, lips meeting intermittently. No words were needed. The joy of becoming one was all-encompassing. After a while, Lilian let go and took himself in hand, and so did Richard. The sensation of wanking himself while feeling traces of Richard doing the same overpowered him. He groaned into Richard’s mouth, his insides tensing as his excitement mounted. Swiping his thumb over his glans on the upstroke, Lilian blew out air in a guttural, desperate noise.

“Fuck,” Richard ground out, “you feel so damn good. Every time you get close, that deep compulsion to come rushes into me. Like my body thinks it’s unacceptable to not climax when you do.” Lilian jerked hard, and Richard dropped a rough, drawn-out growl. “Feels incredible.”

Lilian’s eyes dropped to Richard’s cock, to the hand fisting it with rapid tugs. He memorized how Richard moved, when and how his wrist twisted. “Let’s make it even better.” Lilian let go of his dick and lay his hand on Richard’s, stopping his frantic moves. “I’ll get you there.”

Richard let go with a filthy smile and closed his fingers around Lilian’s erection. He paused, idly running his fingers over Lilian, causing his cock to buck. A devilish smirk lifted a corner of his lips. “I’m going to make you come, and then I’ll put my lips to your sweet little hole and wreck you for good.”

Images flashed before Lilian’s eyes. He on his stomach, hands spreading his firm cheeks, his sensitive little pucker exposed. Richard diving in, claiming uncharted territory. No one had put their mouth on his most private orifice. It belonged to Richard alone.

“I can’t wait,” Lilian said, teasing Richard with his fingertipsuntil he snapped his hips with a grunt.

Richard grabbed Lilian’s cock and dragged his digits sideways over his glans so they rippled across him, each bump shocking him with a bolt of sensation.

He hauled his damp thumb up Lilian’s underside, and it proved a point. Over the last few months, Richard had mapped every pleasure point on Lilian’s body, and he knew where to rub and tease to make him go wild. The bond, laying Lilian’s emotions open, made it obvious what Richard had to do to get him to come like a fountain. Lilian whimpered, and Richard massaged and stroked him, leaving him trembling.

Lilian wasn’t going to leave Richard disappointed. He got a good grip and awarded him the steady, powerful jerks sure to get him over the edge.

“Oh, you’re good,” Richard said. He took Lilian’s bottom lip between his teeth, giving him a playful bite. “You know what you’re doing. But I’ll get you there first, and then I’m going to take care of that little flower of yours, show it a whole new world of delights.” Lilian squirted precum in Richard’s fist. “Mmh, you can barely hold back. I can feel how much you want to come. Your soul is vibrating with need. Let go.”

It sounded so good. In the safety of Richard’s arms, Lilian was free to relinquish control and experience ecstasy beyond what he’d thought possible. Giving his body to someone else was scary—unless that someone was Richard. Then, letting go was tempting. The rewards he would reap enticed him. With Richard, pain ceased to exist. Richard made bad things good and good things better. He was going to introduce him to another sweet source of pleasure, and with the way Lilian was throbbing in his skilled hand, he wasn’t going to last.

Sluice after sluice of precum flowed out of Richard, lubricating Lilian’s merciless strokes. Richard’s cheeks were dotted with color, and his body strained, every muscle workingto hold in his climax.

Richard flicked his thumb over Lilian’s frenulum, and an ecstatic shiver raced through him. Another sweep and Richard sent him trembling, orgasm lurking in his climbing balls, in his tensing pelvic floor. Fuck, he was going to come so hard.

“I’ll make it good for you,” Richard said and gave him a teasing, open-mouthed kiss that left Lilian reeling for more. “Come in my hand, and I’ll send your hole to fucking heaven.”

Lilian was hanging on by a thread. His balls settled against his root, readying for release. Richard’s words made his hole clench in anticipation. Coming for Richard was all he wanted. It’d yank Richard over the brink too. He was teetering on the edge with Lilian.

“Be good for me,” Richard purred. He had talked Lilian into an orgasm more than once. “Don’t you want to come for your husband?”

The words knocked Lilian sideways. He’d do anything to please the man he’d knelt for, the man he’d sworn his obedience to. Lilian glided through Richard’s deft fingers, his insides tightening. Richard’s soul embraced him, showered him in feelings so tender Lilian’s heart cried out with love. His cock lurched in Richard’s fist, responding to waves of devotion. Against them, Lilian was defenseless.

He screamed when his orgasm drove into him, condensing his insides to a ball of lust. Lilian exploded into a deafening climax, his core whipping him with rapid contractions that forced the cum from him. His hole and balls shuddered, and he sprayed his release across their chests and stomachs.

Richard’s cock jerked in his hand, and his soul pulsed all around him. He followed Lilian over the edge, the force of his orgasm splattering their skin with a punch.

“Fuck!” Lilian shook with the power of Richard’s climax. It triggered deep and heavy convulsions in his core, causing wavesof release to bounce between them. The surges fed off each other, causing their joint orgasm to expand until every last muscle, every part of their souls was coming undone.

Lilian couldn’t see or hear. He rested safely in a cocoon of Richard’s love, drifting in the beautiful ocean that was them, two souls united in tender feelings.

Consciousness returned bit by bit. The first thing Lilian sensed was his dick in Richard’s hand. It was followed by Richard’s girth—hard as a rock. They’d come a bucketload, but thanks to the faerie oil, they weren’t done.

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