Page 16 of A Winter Courtship
Lutoth had planned to go slow. But with Ulrich standing shirtless in front of him, Lutoth found his resolve crumbling.
Ulrich used the shirt to wipe the sweat on his chest, revealing his dark, hairy armpits. Lutoth swallowed the urge to step forward, bury his nose in his pits, and inhale. Ulrich held the shirt self-consciously in front of him for a second before taking a breath and placing it on the table behind him.
Lutoth stepped closer. “Turn around,” he whispered.
Ulrich turned. Lutoth’s gaze travelled down his broad back, resting on Ulrich’s firm, rounded arse. It would be so easy to reach out and squeeze the delicious mounds.
Instead, Lutoth reached around and laid the necklace on Ulrich’s chest. He straightened the strands and clasped the necklace at the back, fingers grazing Ulrich’s sweat-damp skin. Lutoth inhaled deeply, letting the heady scent of Ulrich fill his nose. A musky, smoky, delicious smell.
“There,” Lutoth said.
Ulrich turned, but Lutoth didn’t step back. Their chests almost pressed together. He gazed up into Ulrich’s dark-brown eyes, the pupils dilated.
“I think it suits you perfectly.” Lutoth touched the strands of the necklace, gliding his fingers along them.
Ulrich shivered.
The necklace had been constructed of woven reeds and vines, which plunged to just above Ulrich’s flat brown nipples. More vines and reeds had been attached, draping downwards almost to Ulrich’s waist. Dried red berries, as well as white, black, and brown wooden beads, which Lutoth had carved himself, decorated the strands.
“You look beautiful,” Lutoth said. “Lovely.”
“Really?” Ulrich asked, eyes surprisingly vulnerable.
“Really.” Lutoth pressed his hand to Ulrich’s warm stomach, feeling it rise and fall. He’d never wanted someone so much as he did in that moment. “I can’t take my eyes off you.”
Lutoth rose and kissed him, and Ulrich eagerly returned the kiss. Ulrich’s fingers tangled in his hair as Ulrich clutched at him.
“Do you want your next Solstice gift?” Lutoth asked, breaking the kiss.
“Already?” Ulrich asked.
Lutoth nodded.
“Shouldn’t that be for tomorrow?”
“This gift is spontaneous,” Lutoth said. “I just came up with it.”
“What is it?” Ulrich asked.
“Sucking your cock,” Lutoth said.
Ulrich inhaled sharply.
Lutoth slid his hand downwards, fingering the edge of Ulrich’s trousers. Then he cupped Ulrich’s crotch, massaging the sizeable bulge.
“So do you want your Solstice gift now?” Lutoth asked, voice husky. “Or do you want to wait until tomorrow?”
Ulrich’s eyes fluttered shut as he thrust against Lutoth’s hand. He moaned. “Now.”
Without waiting a beat, Lutoth dropped to his knees, fingers unbuttoning Ulrich’s trousers and sliding them to his thighs. He groaned at the size of Ulrich’s cock. He wrapped his hand around the wide base of Ulrich’s dick and stroked upwards.
Ulrich’s cock would be the biggest and thickest he’d ever sucked. It would also be the biggest and thickest that had ever fucked him. But that was for another time.
Right now he had another task in hand.
Lutoth continued stroking in smooth motions, watching the pearly liquid form on the tip of Ulrich’s member. Lutoth leaned forward and tongued at the slit, savouring Ulrich’s seed. He ran his tongue around the head before swirling around the shaft, head bobbing as he slid his tongue along the veins of Ulrich’s member. Ulrich groaned, hands gripping Lutoth’s shoulders and squeezing.
Lutoth dug his fingers into the tufts of fur on Ulrich’s belly. How was Lutoth meant to stick to his plans to take it slow when Ulrich looked all sexy and pretty in the necklace?
