Raze (Riven 3)

My breath came in ragged gasps. I needed to know I was pleasing him, know I was giving him pleasure. The idea turned me on so much I could hardly stand it.

“Yes. Fuck, yes.” Heat flushed through my chest and up my neck.

He took my hand and pressed it to his crotch. I could feel how hard he was. I cupped his cock in my hand and felt him swell even more.

“Kiss my neck,” he said, straddling my lap. He sounded breathless, and I blinked at the jolt of lust that rocked me at his first command.

I slid a hand up the soft skin at the back of his neck and drew him forward, kissing and sucking his throat as he writhed on top of me. I kissed along his jaw and to his ear, tracing the shell with my tongue. He let out a breathy whimper at that, so I did it again and again.

I slid both hands into his hair, letting the soft strands curl around my fingers. Felix nearly purred when I rubbed at his scalp.

“T-take my clothes off,” he said.

I stripped him of his pajamas easily, tossing aside the soft fabric and baring his gorgeous skin to my hands and mouth. I stroked up and down his back as he gazed at me, like he couldn’t decide what to have me do next.

I traced a nipple tentatively and looked up at him. Then I gave it a pinch and his head fell back.

“Yeah, yeah, that.”

I played with his nipples, then sucked them roughly, until they were pink and hard. I gave each a little nip that had Felix crying out and clutching at my shoulders. His cock leaked between us, untouched.

“What else, sweetheart? What would make you feel good? I’ll do anything you want. Anything.”

“I, ngh. Want your fingers,” he panted.

“Lube?”

“In the…” He pointed toward the bedside table but couldn’t reach it.

I stood, holding him up with one hand, and got the lube. Then I sat back on the couch and settled him in my lap again.

“God, it’s so fucking hot how strong you are,” he said. “How big. I…fuck, please.”

He twined his fingers with mine and tugged at my hand to show me what he wanted. I slicked my fingers and he leaned forward to kiss me, arching his back so he stuck his ass out, giving me easy access.

He was so tight and hot, and I slid two fingers inside and played with his hole, relishing every stroke as the clutch of his body let me slide deep inside. I held him steady with a hand at his hip as I worked him, and he undulated his hips as I traced circles around his prostate. He looked gorgeous, fucking himself on my fingers, eyes heavy-lidded with lust.

“More,” he breathed, and I slid another finger inside. I worked him open so slowly it felt like I was inside him for hours. Finally, he was wet with lube and shaking, his legs hardly holding him anymore.

“Dane,” he gasped as I slid the pads of my fingers over his prostate. “Dane, oh God, I can’t—”

“You wanna come like this, sweetheart? Come on my fingers?”

He nodded jerkily, eyes rolling back in his head as he eased himself all the way down, taking my fingers deeper.

“D-don’t touch my cock, though,” he said. “Wanna come…wanna come without it.”

I groaned, and my own erection tried to jump inside my jeans but had nowhere to go. It was an agony of aching heat and my balls felt swollen nearly to the point of pain. But none of it mattered because Felix was letting me do exactly what he wanted. He was letting me make him feel so good he was trembling.

I added more lube and scissored my fingers inside him. He whimpered at the stretch and started bouncing on my fingers, wanting more.

“Can you hold yourself up?”

He wrapped his arms around my neck and nodded shakily, so I let his hip go and brought my other hand to his slick hole. I left the three fingers filling him, and with my other hand I eased in one finger and curled it to nail his prostate.

“Oh God, fuck, Dane, oh!”

He lifted himself up and wiggled back down again and again, shuddering at the penetration and the prostate stimulation, until he was writhing in my lap.

“You’re so gorgeous, Felix, so amazing like this. Take anything you want.”

He was sweating and weak, his thighs shaking with the effort of moving on me. When he opened his eyes, they were desperate and liquid.

He made a needy sound and I locked my arms around his hips as I kept my fingers inside him, giving him some support.

“Oh, oh!” he cried out as the change let him fuck himself deeper onto my fingers. I pressed against his prostate even harder, massaging it, and Felix screamed, cock jerking between us, and his ass clenched as he came in great pulsing spurts. His head was thrown back and his cheeks and throat flushed, his chest limned with sweat. He was the most gorgeous thing I’d ever seen.