Painted On My Heart

“Arik, seriously this isn’t worth the risk just because you’re in a mood,” Kellus protested, staring up at him.

He hadn’t missed the way Kellus’s Adam’s apple moved as he swallowed hard. That one little gulp encouraged him, sending a green-light message straight to his cock. Kellus could protest all he wanted, but the way those intense blue eyes had tracked him as he’d come into the room had told him how much Kellus wanted this too. But to Kellus’s credit, the man’s poker face remained intact and his eyes stayed focused on Arik’s, not the dick Arik shamelessly stroked mere inches from his face.

“I’m in the mood for you to suck me, then fuck me, without having to argue with you to make it happen. You made a promise. You heard what she had to say.” Arik arched his hips, pushing his dick toward Kellus’s mouth, brushing his tip across the seam, painting his lips with his pre-come.

“Arik…”

Kellus’s lips parted, and that was all he needed. He slid the tip past that fleshy pout, pausing only briefly to assess Kellus’s reaction. Kel’s hungry gaze met his. If Kellus didn’t want this, he would surely push him away. When he didn’t, Arik slowly rolled his hips forward, sliding farther inside the warm moist cavern of Kellus’s mouth.

“Suck me and finger fuck me at the same time. I need it. I need you, Kel.”

Kel’s hands went to his hips, roughly drawing him closer, swallowing his cock. Fuck! Surprised by the intensity of the moment, Arik had to grab hold of the back of the couch to stay on his feet. Kel’s beard brushed against his thighs and his nails bit into his skin, his strong fingers digging in to hold him in place as those perfect lips slid along his shaft. Arik glanced down. The sight of his cock disappearing between Kel’s full lips made him moan, but the look in his artist’s eyes as they lifted to his threatened to bring him to his knees.

“God, I love your fucking tongue,” Arik said through gritted teeth. Kellus’s tongue did supernatural things to the head of his cock, and Arik struggled with the sudden urge to curl his fingers in Kel’s hair and fuck hard and fast into that amazing mouth. But he didn’t; he wanted to draw this out, make it last.

Arik lightly dropped his hands to Kel’s head, his fingers instinctively bunching in the silky strands. He wasn’t trying to guide him, didn’t need to, because Kel knew exactly what he was doing. He just wanted to touch him, feel the movement beneath his hands. Somehow, the small connection made the moment so much more real.

Arik widened his stance as much as he could from that position, allowing Kellus’s hand to explore as he fucked Kel’s mouth with small measured thrusts. Kel’s mouth on him made his knees weak and his body tremble. The man’s hands kneading him, fondling him, had him fighting back the urge to come. Arik could only imagine how it would feel when Kellus fucked him. He’d yanked one off a time or two, fantasizing what it might feel like to have Kel’s thick length pushing into him, stretching him. His ass clenched at the thought, propelling his hips forward.

Kel’s fingers caressed his balls and traveled along his crack. He was so close to giving in to the amazing feeling and coming inside Kellus’s mouth, but he wanted Kel in him when he came, so something had to give. He tightened his fingers in Kel’s hair and gathered enough willpower to hold Kellus’s head still long enough to gasp, “Bedroom.”

Kel released him, pulling off with a loud slurp. He glanced up, smiling at Arik as he toed off his shoes then pulled off his socks. As Kellus stood, Arik swiped the lube and condoms off the couch and headed to the bedroom, his hard cock bobbing excitedly with every step he took. The heavy sound of Kellus’s footsteps not far behind ensured he wouldn’t have to wait much longer.

As soon as they hit the bedroom door, Kel was on him. He’d managed to lose his clothes somewhere along the way.

“Fuck.” He groaned at the first press of Kel’s naked flesh against his. Strong arms slid around him, drawing him even closer. Their mouths met, needy and reckless. He licked at Kel’s lips; the distinct taste of his own pre-come lingered there. He pressed Kel against the dresser, wanting desperately to climb his muscular frame and impale himself on the man’s gorgeous cock. Instead, he ground his cock against Kel’s equally hard one and moaned at the breathtaking friction.

“So hot,” he managed as Kel drew his tongue into his mouth and sucked like he had his dick just minutes ago. He loved the way Kel kissed him, desperate and carnal, so much emotion in that one act.