Painted On My Heart

Uncertainty and embarrassment began to penetrate his lust-filled haze. Arik’s tongue felt amazing, but he needed to stop him, he had to stop him. Kellus hadn’t been in this situation before, and he wasn’t sure what to do. He pressed his fingers against Arik’s scalp and gently urged his head up.

“Arik, I really want that too, but I wanna keep you safe. And I’m just not sure about…” He looked away when his words didn’t come. He couldn’t look him in the eyes; he didn’t want to see pity reflected back at him. Besides, what could he say? Don’t suck my dick. I should talk to the doctor first.

He could feel his desire lessening. What a fucking buzzkill.

Arik must have sensed his discomfort because he pressed an open-mouthed kiss on Kellus’s hipbone.

“Kel, look at me.” At those words, he forced himself to meet Arik’s soft gaze. “It’s okay. Anything you’re not comfortable with, please let me know.” Arik’s eyes held his as he spoke.

“I’m sorry,” Kellus apologized.

“Shhh, don’t…” Arik’s words trailed off as he began to kiss his way back up Kellus’s body. “There’s no reason to ever apologize for that. And stop overthinking everything. Just be in the moment with me.” Arik’s lips were on his as he let those sweet words ease his worry. Teeth nipped sensually at his bottom lip right before Arik’s tongue invaded his mouth, pushing against his. The kiss was insistent and erotically hungry. Arik sucked at Kellus’s upper lip, pulling it into his mouth, stroking it with his tongue. Kellus moaned into the kiss, letting the pleasure chase away the fear and shame.

Arik settled his body in between Kellus’s parted thighs, opening him more. The right bits and pieces made contact and rubbed as Arik pressed kisses along his jaw, then mouthed the tender skin just below Kellus’s ear.

“I can’t wait to be in you,” Arik murmured as he removed the pillow from beside Kellus’s head. Arik pressed a kiss to his chin then sat back on his knees. “Lift up. I want you to be comfortable.” Arik tucked the pillow under Kellus’s hips then urged his legs back. The move left him completely open and bare.

Arik reached for the bottle of lubricant, popped the top, and Kellus watched as Arik drizzled the liquid on his fingers then tossed the bottle to the side before turning his attention back to Kellus.

“Mmm…beautiful,” Arik praised, running his slick fingers over Kellus’s balls straight down to his exposed ass. For a split second, vulnerability reared its ugly head, but he forced the feeling away, concentrating instead on the pleasure of Arik’s hands gently caressing and massaging him.

“I want to make you feel good.” His lover traced the sensitive opening of his hole with his index finger before sliding it inside him, slowly fucking him with the digit before adding a second. “Does it feel good, Kel?”

“Yes. I need more.” His hips rocked as his muscles contracted around the thick fingers in his ass.

“So hot. I could watch you writhe on my fingers all night.”

Three of Arik’s fingers played with his ass, slipping in and out, stretching him, probing that spot that made him moan. Kellus threw his head back at the incredible sensation and fully gave himself over to the pleasure of Arik’s touch.

“There. Yes.” He panted, rocking his hips as Arik’s deft digits worked his ass, twisting and turning, every move driving him closer to losing his mind. He screwed his eyes shut, the muscles in his stomach tightening as he tried desperately to wiggle his ass and work Arik’s fingers even deeper.

“Watch me, Kel,” Arik growled, his skillful fingers pushing in deep then withdrawing slowly. “So fucking hot the way they disappear into your ass.”

“Oh, shit!” Kellus hissed as Arik thrust in again to peg his prostate and send pleasure vibrating throughout his body.

In an attempt to obey Arik’s request, he opened his eyes and lifted his upper body using his elbows so he could watch. From this position, he couldn’t actually see Arik’s fingers completely disappear in and out of his ass, but he sure as hell felt them. So, instead of watching Arik’s fingers, he watched the man, memorizing every line and detail of his handsome face.

With every sweet scrape of Arik’s knuckles against his prostate, pre-come leaked onto his stomach. He clenched the muscles in his ass, squeezing Arik’s fingers.

“Love playing with you, feeling you gripping my fingers so tightly.” Arik glanced up at him, and their eyes met. Arik’s amber orbs were almost black, his pupils wide with his need. Desire swirled in Kellus’s body, and a yearning like he’d never experienced before consumed him.

Desperation filled his voice as he begged, “Make love to me, Arik. Please. I need you.”

Without a word, Arik withdrew his fingers and crawled to the side of the bed to grab the condom from the bedside table before returning. Kellus started to roll to his stomach, but Arik’s hand on his chest stopped him.