His mouth was full of Cass’s cock, his ass was full of Cass’s fingers, and he could feel Cass’s body laying against him, writhing and moaning. Cass’s fingers were relentless, one and then the other pressing against his prostate. It was like he was an instrument and Cass was playing him, one finger pressing inand then the next doing the same, until the relentless pleasure overwhelmed him and he was floating.
It was too much.
Kushiel came in a shout, and he felt Cass greedily suck him down, groaning at the taste. Cass’s fingers slowed but didn’t stop, and he simply held Kushiel in his mouth. Kushiel circled his tongue around the sensitive underside of the head of Cass’s cock, but then it was being pulled from his mouth despite his groaning protests.
“Shhh, baby. We aren’t done yet,” Cass murmured, and he slid off Kushiel and reached over to the bedside before sliding back. He crawled back onto Kushiel and kissed him long and deep, and Kushiel could taste himself on Cass’s tongue. He didn’t know why, but he found it insanely sexy. His lover had swallowed him down and now they were sharing that taste.
Then Cass grabbed a pillow and put it under Kushiel’s ass, tilting it up. Kushiel stared adoringly, letting himself be positioned. Yes, this was what he wanted. He wanted Cass inside of him, filling him up, getting pleasure from his body.
Cass smiled wickedly at him. “Don’t worry, baby. You’ll be getting plenty of pleasure too.”
Kushiel shivered in anticipation and in pleasure that his soulmate could already read him so well.
“Yes, Cass. Anything for you,” Kushiel whispered.
Cass smirked, then he gently placed a hand around Kushiel’s dick, which hadn’t gone fully soft but wasn’t fully hard either. He gently, oh so gently, stroked it. Kushiel’s hips came off the bed. He didn’t know if it was pleasure or pain he felt, but it didn’t even matter. Cass was in charge. Cass would only make him feel good.
“That’s right, K. Gonna make you feel so good,” Cass murmured, staring down at his hand circling Kushiel’s dick. “So pretty for me. Such a pretty cock.”
Kushiel blushed, but it was also like Cass’s words guided his very sensations, because suddenly he knew it was pleasure, all pleasure, even though it was almost too much on his overstimulated nerves.
“You’re going to come again for me, aren’t you, K? Gonna come on my cock this time,” Cass murmured, and then he let go of Kushiel’s dick and pushed two fingers back into his hole.
“Yes,” Kushiel hissed out. Yes, anything for Cass.
A third finger joined the first two, and Cassius slowly worked him open, pushing his fingers in and out, and yet he avoided that spot that made Kushiel light up like the sun.
“Patience, baby,” Cass murmured before withdrawing his fingers.
Kushiel looked up to see Cass leaning over him, a gentle smile on his face.
“I love you, K,” he whispered.
“I love you too, Cass. You are my everything,” Kushiel answered.
Then, while staring into Kushiel’s eyes, Cass reached down and guided himself into Kushiel. He was so well prepped that there was no burn or sting, only the pleasure of being filled up by Cassius. He leaned over Kushiel, his arms bracketing Kushiel’s head, his face leaning down for a kiss.
Kushiel was so full. Cass was everywhere. Above him, inside him, in his very soul. He was surrounded by Cassius, and he had never felt so loved, so perfect, in all of creation.
“You ready, baby?” Cass asked.
Kushiel turned his head to the side and licked Cass’s arm, then he immediately blushed, which made Cass chuckle.
“You can lick me anywhere, K. I love the feel of your tongue. Love the feel of you,” he murmured, then he began moving, gently thrusting his hips.
It was like they were riding gentle waves of pleasure together, the tide pulling them deeper and deeper into bliss. Cass leaned down to kiss Kushiel again, and they pressed their heads together, moaning in tandem at the pleasure.
After an eternity and too short of a time, Cass reached down, pulling Kushiel’s leg up. With the next thrust, Kushiel saw fireworks again. He groaned out at the intensity.
“Is that it, K? Is that your spot?” Cass asked.
Kushiel could only moan, nodding his head.
Cass drove into Kushiel over and over again, hitting that spot, sending sparks up his spine and throughout his whole body. Everything tingled and his stomach swooped at the intensity.
“You gonna come for me, K? You gonna come on my cock?” Cass asked.
Kushiel gasped, the words sending even more pleasure through him. His own cock was hard and leaking, slapping gently against his stomach.
