Page 42 of Guiding Desire
“Kitten, I’ve been waiting for you to ask. Come here.”
Orrey moved into Senlas’s embrace. The kiss was not dissimilar to the first, so very good, and Orrey tried as best as he could to focus like before.
It worked a little bit, warmth seeping into his face, down his throat.
I really am a Conduit,Orrey thought even as Senlas’s lips tried to rob him of all thought.
“How was that? Did it work?” Orrey asked when they pulled apart.
“It worked, but I’d be open to practicing. And practicing. I’m all yours, kitten.”
Orrey licked his lips, looked at the Guardian in front of him. He saw Senlas’s lips flare, his blue eyes bright, almost burning.
How long has it been since someone looked at me like that? Did any of the people I had sex with ever look at me like that?Orrey thought.
“Yes, that’s kind of you, but I…was just thinking. That maybe we could do a little more than just kissing? Right now, I mean.” What Senlas had said came back into Orrey’s mind, and he quickly added, “I wasn’t thinking penetration exactly. I’d prefer taking a shower before we did that. But I would be open to doing that, down the line. Potentially.”
Senlas smiled at Orrey. “Kitten, I can’t decide if you are using me or making me work for the pleasure of sharing a bed with you.”
“No, that’s not it. All I meant was, I might need to work up toward, you know. Doing that.”
Senlas’s hand stroked along Orrey’s back. “It’s fine. I was teasing you. But you have done anal sex before? With another man?”
Orrey gave a nod, glad Senlas asked before and not during. “I have. I made a point of experimenting with as many different people from my cohort as I could. I never met someone who kisses as well as you do. I can be more active, but I do prefer my partner taking the lead. And when I tried doing it plugged, I really enjoyed that.”
“You—wait. Did you approach sex like a study project?”
“Yes? Doesn’t everyone?”
Senlas thought about that. “I mean, sure, to a point. Did you never ask a dating or matchmaking AI to set you up with a date just for fun?”
“I was too busy for talking to a dating AI. And it seems like so much work, a lot of work just for meeting someone once.”
“Hounds, don’t get me wrong, you are maybe the sweetest, most precious person I have ever encountered, but that notion is powerfully idiotic. Which I say with ever-growing fondness.”
Orrey decided to be bold and touched his palm to Senlas’s chest. He’d been curious to do that because the Guardian looked so very firm. “At least when I studied dating, I learned that that sort of thing isn’t something you say to your date. Or the person who was just bringing up deepening intimacy.”
Senlas’s palm drew larger circles across Orrey’s back. “You’re right, kitten. It’s just that I have never met anyone like you before. Do you want to tell me what to do? Or do you just want to see what feels good, let me know if it doesn’t during?”
“I’ll let you know during. Should we strip?”
Senlas made a sound, a warm, deep blend of a growl and a groan, and pulled Orrey in for another kiss, then said, “This isn’t an exercise. Don’t treat it like one. I’d like to kiss you all over your face, but you’re still healing.” He brought his mouth close to Orrey’s ear, and in his deep voice, he whispered, “I’ll undress you slowly. And once you’re naked, I’ll touch and lick you all over until you cum. Do you like being held down?”
“I do,” Orrey said, his words overtaking his thoughts.
“Hmm. I thought you might. You’re a squirmer, aren’t you? The type who can’t stop moving until they’re pinned and have their ass taking cock.”
Icy hot shivers turned to fire in Orrey’s blood. He sighed. It came out too loud, turned into a quiet moan.
“Yeah, like the thought of that, don’t you?” Senlas asked, and with his bulk, he turned Orrey over until he was on his back, Senlas above him.
“Just to be clear though…” Orrey started before he gasped as Senlas’s lips found the racing pulse in his throat and kissed that spot.
“I’m just talking to get you where I want you, kitten. For now.” His lips brushed the shell of Orrey’s ear again. “Don’t ever think I don’t want to be inside you. Speaking of, any health concerns I should know about? Other than you having been in a blast, obviously.”
“None, but you know my file,” Orrey said. “You?”
“Well, channeling me after I’ve used my power a lot, while we’re fucking, is going to knock you out the first few times, but other than that, none. And I really just skimmed the stupid summary the AI gave me.” He dipped his hip against Orrey’s crotch area, ground down. “I’ll have to think of something, some punishment for every time you keep assuming I’d rather read your fucking file than talk to you.” He lifted Orrey’s shirt with one hand, trailed his fingertips over the exposed abdomen beneath. Orrey shivered, harder than either cold or arousal had ever made him do before. “Yeah. I’ll think of something. Something that’ll have you beg forgiveness.”
