Page 27 of Take No Prisoners
"Sleep well?"
"Not bad for a nap." He still knew where he was, which meant it was better than most times he fell asleep during the day. He found it impossible to lose his bearings with a hard cock pressed against his ass. There was only one place he could be.
He rolled to face Efren, and he banged his shoulder on the table.
"Not much room here," Efren chided.
Niall was sure Vadim would have been more graceful, but he didn't want to remind the captain of his former lover, not when Niall had Efren right where he wanted him, trapped against the side of the ship.
Efren cupped his cheek and pulled him in for a deep kiss. It was everything their first kiss had been, and somehow more. Now that they could take their time, Efren explored Niall's mouth with his tongue, when he wasn't playfully nipping at his lips. Niall released a groan as Efren continued to nip along his jawline and down the side of his neck. Niall loved the feel of Efren's beard against his skin. The hair was silky in some places and scratchy in others.
When Efren reached the limits of their position, he flipped Niall onto his back on the bunk and continued to kiss downward. His beard tickled as it brushed over his nipple, and then Efren's teeth clamped over it, squeezing with just enough pressure to make Niall squirm. He covered his mouth with his hand to stay quiet, but Efren pulled it away and trapped it against the wall.
"I want to hear you."
Niall didn't recognize the sounds rushing through his lips as Efren continued to kiss every part of his chest. He devoted the same attention to his other nipple before continuing to his ribs and tickling his flat belly. Efren dipped his tongue into Niall's belly button, and continued lower. Each touch ramped Niall's arousal up a notch until his cock was so hard it ached.
Efren untied Niall's breeches and helped him get them off one leg. He kicked them off the other, wanting nothing to distract him from Efren.
Efren's breath tickled his thigh before he planted his nose in the crook between Niall's thigh and groin. "You smell amazing."
"I'm glad for the bath, then." Niall didn't know how he could still form words through the sheer desire in his gut.
Efren licked a trace of anticipation from his cock head. "You have a lovely cock."
Niall propped his head up with both arms so he could watch as Efren took him apart bit by bit. First, he docked his tongue inside Niall's foreskin and twirled around it. Then, he teased the slit, causing Niall to jerk and ooze precome.
Then, slowly, never taking his eyes off Niall, Efren sucked him down inch by inch. It was so much better than anything Niall had felt before. He'd had one blowjob in his life, from a friend of Klaus's who'd wanted to practice before selling himself on the streets. Neither of them had enjoyed it, and after a few minutes, the young man had given up. The experience had been unsettling enough to ward Niall away from anything resembling sex for the last six years. It made what Efren did with his tongue, the bit of pressure from his teeth, and delicious suction feel like heaven.
When he couldn't hold out any longer, he dropped a hand to Efren's shoulder. "Close."
Efren hummed around his cock as though saying it was all right to let go like this, right down his throat. Efren's trust and consent added to his orgasm, making it more than nerve endings and getting off. Efren swallowed him down like he was precious. He kissed his way back up Niall's chest, his neck, until Niall tasted himself on Efren's tongue.
"What would you like me to do in return?" Niall asked when Efren broke the kiss to let them catch their breath.
"What would you like to do?" Efren asked.
"I could return the favor, though I admit, I haven't sucked many cocks."
"Haven't sucked many, or none?" Efren's gaze was curious, not judgmental.
"None." Niall's voice squeaked with the admission.
"Don't do it on my account," Efren said. "Lying here with you feels wonderful."
Niall wanted to, though. He wanted to give Efren everything he'd just received and more. The tiny hitch of breath as he kissed the sensitive skin behind Efren's ear gave him the courage to retrace the path Efren had set on his body, trailing kisses across his jaw, down his throat, over his shoulders and collar bones. He dipped his tongue into the divot at the base of Efren's throat and received a moan and a gentle thrust against his thigh.
Niall pushed against Efren until the captain took the hint and reversed their positions, rolling so Niall was now on top of him with his hip still pressed to Efren's cock, his thigh between Efren's legs. He gently rose on his knees as he trailed down Efren's body, finding his nipples less sensitive than his own, but his belly and groin far more so. When he bypassed Efren's cock to suck one of his balls into his mouth, Efren's low, needy growl made Niall's cock return to life.
He teased at Efren's taint with his fingers as he continued to suckle his furred balls, the hair there far coarser than his beard but less plentiful. Niall wanted to tease him this way all night, but the sun was setting, and the captain would need to take the wheel soon. He continued to massage Efren's balls and his cock as he sucked the drooling head into his mouth.
Efren ground out curses as he grabbed Niall's shoulders, more to steady himself than to force Niall to act. Once again, confidence flooded through Niall as he realized how much Efren trusted him with his body, his pleasure. Niall forgot all about following the path Efren had set for him and dove right in, hollowing his cheeks and taking as much of Efren's cock as he could in one go. He couldn't take it all, so he gripped the base with his free hand and stroked him in time with his mouth. Each burst of precome told him he was doing something right, so he kept teasing Efren's slit with his tongue and working his way around Efren's foreskin until Efren's hands tightened on his shoulders.
"I'm going to come."
Niall tried to hum around Efren's cock and almost choked as bittersweet essence filled his mouth. He tried to swallow it all down. What he couldn't, he lapped up with his tongue. Finally, Efren chuckled and pushed against his shoulders. "Too much."
Niall dragged himself up Efren's body, no energy left to lavish kisses on his return trip. He rested his head on Efren's chest and managed a weak kiss to his lips. "You wore me out all over again."
