Page 56 of A Phoenix Reborn at Christmas
Hands on Percival’s chest, Leo began to move, rocking on Percival’s cock. It slid an inch in and out of his hole.
“Fuck. You feel good,” Leo whispered.
The swirled length massaged his insides. He rocked faster.
“That’s it. Keep going.” Embers flashed around Percival.
Leo pressed his hands against Percival’s chest, pushing him so Percival’s back hit the bed. Leo squeezed his eyes shut as he lifted his hips. He slammed down. Percival cried out.
Leo did it again, lifting himself and dropping onto Percival’s dick. Percival’s fingers tightened on Leo’s hips. He urged Leo on with his hands, helping lift Leo, before pulling him down onto his hard prick.
Gasping for air, Leo leaned back, placing his hands on Percival’s thighs. Leo bounced, fucking himself on Percival’s long, spiralled cock, feeling those ridges bumping along his rim and stimulating his insides.
“Fuck! Fuck!” Leo’s cock slapped against his belly. He angled his hips slightly. “Yes!”
Percival’s cock hit that magic nub inside him, sending surges of bliss through him.
“Yes!” He moved faster, riding Percival’s dick. Each time he slammed down, Percival’s cock hit that bundle of nerves, lighting him up.
Percival’s hands spasmed on Leo’s hips. He thrust up, shoving his cock deep into Leo.
Sweat dripped along Leo’s skin. Their bodies slapped. He bounced faster as the ecstasy singed his nerves. His movements grew erratic as he chased his orgasm. All the while, Percival kept fucking up into him.
Then Percival’s hand released one of his hips. It wrapped around Leo’s leaking cock and stroked. Leo gasped. Pleasure boiled up inside him. It spilled over. His dick jerked in Percival’s grip, shooting his load over Percival’s chest, stomach, and throat as he peaked.
Percival released Leo’s dick. He gripped Leo’s waist. He slammed upwards, jolting Leo with his thrusts.
“Leo!” His voice echoed in the room. He thrust again and again. Then his hot cum spurted deep inside Leo, filling him up.
Leo took deep breaths, trying to calm his racing heartbeat. Slowly, he collapsed forward. Percival’s cock slipped from his body. He wrapped his arms around Leo.
“Well, that was… Fuck.” Leo exhaled.
Embers floated in the air. One landed on Leo’s hand. Although it was hot, it did not burn. Then it winked out of existence. “Your sparks and embers can’t set things on fire, can they?”
Percival looked at an ember that landed on the mattress. “I hope not. They don’t seem to.”
Leo closed his eyes. He didn’t want to move anytime soon.
A smile curved his lips. Luckily, he didn’t have to move until he wanted to. Which he guessed would be when Leo and Percival wanted to go again.
Chapter
Twenty-Six
The Christmas markets gleamed.
A steady stream of visitors meandered through the stalls that made up the markets. Magicked globes and candles glowed. Evergreen branches and baubles decorated the wooden stalls. Christmas trees towered overhead. White snowflakes fell.
This was not Percival’s first night working at the Christmas markets. Still, he couldn’t get over the beauty and splendour of it all.
A dwarf, a troll, and an incubus drank mulled wine as they watched a choir sing. A naga shot balls into cans at a stall, trying to win one of the prizes. A brownie cheered her on.
“How’s the bread going, Percy?” Lacy called out. “We’re running low.”
“It’s ready.” Percival opened the door to the oven. He reached in with his bare hands and grabbed the loaves. He placed them in a basket.
“Another perfect batch!” Lacy came over and inspected the bread.
