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Forfeit II (part 2)
Date: 2014-05-20 09:42 pm (UTC)“Said it, didn’t I? Must be true.” Farkas smiled, bright eyed and slightly tense.
“Vilkas said to use his old room,” Argis said unsteadily. “Is this what...what you want?”
“Makes sense. The bed’s bigger.” Farkas led the way to Vilkas’ room. “If you get your armour off, I’ll get some stuff from my room.”
Fingers trembling, Argis found undoing the buckles on his armour difficult. By the time he had succeeded in removing most of it, Farkas was back with an armload of fresh furs for the bed, and a vial that he placed on the bedside table. They looked each other up and down, each admiring the view.
“It’s funny,” said Argis. “I’ve wanted this for so long that I can’t quite believe it’s real. Hardly know where to start.”
“Then let me.” Farkas raised his hand to Argis’ face, tracing his scars with his fingertips, seeing him flush slightly. “This bothers you?”
“The scars? A little. No-one has ever wanted to touch them before. Always made me a bit self-conscious.”
“You shouldn’t be. They are part of your song. Part of what makes you beautiful...and you are beautiful.”
“Have you looked in a mirror recently? I’ve had the worst time keeping my hands off you. Tested my resolve a lot, you did.”
“Mine too, if I’m being honest. A roadside rut could really turn me on, but I wanted our first time to be special.” He drew Argis to him, offering the lightest of kisses. Lips brushing lips, laying trails of fire, unprepared for the surge of arousal that left them both weak at the knees. He drew back, shaking.
“Are you ok?” Argis asked. “I need you to be sure about this.”
“Don’t think I could stop now if I tried.” He looked at Argis, his eyes unfocussed, almost black with desire. “Bed. Before I come in my pants like a teenager.”
Stripping off his underwear, and freeing his burgeoning erection, Farkas lay on the bed watching Argis take off the last of his armour. He was surprised when Argis knelt on the bed beside him, wanting to talk.
“We never really discussed this, but you have had a rough time lately. Would you rather be in control, or would you like me to make love to you?”
“The fact that you would even ask means that I can trust you. I plan to be equal in this, but it’s been a long time since I’ve been loved. Can you do that for me?”
“Gods, I hope so.”
Argis leaned over Farkas, brushing his lips softly with his own, tasting him, feeling Farkas’ mouth open to receive him. His tongue explored as if trying to memorise every tooth, every chip, every crevice. Finally, they remembered to breathe.
“Ummm...that tastes good,” Argis sighed. “Bet the rest of you tastes good too.”
“Only one way to find out,” Farkas ventured, flushed and panting.
“Point taken,” said Argis, as he set to work nibbling and licking Farkas’ ears. The shivers and whimpers he was drawing forth were having an effect on him too, as he felt himself begin to grow hard inside his underpants. His tongue found the hollow beneath Farkas’ ear, and his lips found a pulse point on his neck. He sucked at it, marking him, marvelling as Farkas groaned, and arched his head back, offering him his throat.
‘Mine,’ he thought, hardly daring to believe. ‘Sweet Sanguine, this is mine.’
Farkas’ expression of wanton abandon, and complete trust proved to be his undoing. Farkas felt Argis shudder against him, and heard the moan as he came.
“Sorry, Love,” Argis groaned. “Been too long, wanted this too much. Was never going to last.” He trailed his fingers through Farkas’ chest hair, brushing his nipples with his fingertips, watching them pucker and harden. “No distractions now,” he said. “This one is all for you, my love.”
Re: Forfeit II (part 2)
Date: 2014-05-20 10:58 pm (UTC)I love it already! Argis asking Vilkas first if he could court his brother. And then Farkas telling him he loved him and being terrified afterwards. And then the sex started. UNF!
I like it already. :D
Re: Forfeit II (part 2)
Date: 2014-05-22 10:11 am (UTC)2 more parts up today.
Re: Forfeit II (part 2)
Date: 2014-05-21 04:24 am (UTC)Re: Forfeit II (part 2)
Date: 2014-05-22 10:12 am (UTC)