Work Text:
'Come to my place,' Zeal had said, 'let's take our time, on a proper bed and all.'
And that had sounded divine to Kaelix. No rush, no pressure, just them. Perfect really. In retrospect that was a critical miscalculation on his part because he knew all too well how much of a tease Zeal could be. But when he heard 'I want to savor you' in that low, rumbly voice, his brain must have melted to useless goop and, well...
That's how he found himself spread out on the bed, only naked from the waist up and pretty sure he was about to perish already. Because Zeal had apparently made it his life's mission to get his mouth on every inch of exposed skin and gage the reactions it earned him. What had started as soft kisses along Kaelix's jaw had turned more heated as soon as it became clear how sensitive his neck was. But instead of Zeal moving on and touching him properly or...something, anything, he was left squirming with anticipation, his pangs of arousal thoroughly ignored.
Kaelix shivered for what felt like the hundredth time as Zeal's teeth scraped next to his Adam's apple, followed by an open-mouthed kiss. Warm lips trailed lower, leaving his skin faintly damp and cooling, which was already devastating but not nearly as much as when Zeal nipped at his collarbone. A small whine escaped Kaelix's lips despite how he'd been biting them, and what did he get for all his struggles? Zeal sucked a mark right over the bone with a hum and smiled. Smiled! This insufferable man was still not getting bored of what seemed to be his new favorite pastime.
"Zeal," he tried, far from the first time tonight but his impatience was only increasing. No answer of course. "Are you really just...ah, I thought you said...what happened to taking advantage of the bed?"
That finally got a reaction. Zeal paused in his quest to leave the most impressive hickey possible, and Kaelix unsuccessfully tried to convince himself that he didn't miss the sting of it.
"Oh I am." Frustratingly Zeal looked way too pleased with himself as he pressed his smirking mouth against Kaelix's skin, another wet kiss echoing faintly in the quiet room. "You have no idea how good you look right now...spread out on my bed, blushing like that."
The blunt phrasing ironically only made Kaelix blush harder, even though his face felt like it was on fire already. And right on cue, Zeal's fingertips traced the flush that had spread along his usually pale neck and collarbone, all the way down to his chest, the light caress leaving goosebumps in its wake.
"So red," Zeal marveled in a hushed tone. "You're so cute when you're flustered."
Oh, Kaelix was going to die.
"It's warm! The uhh, heater must be too high," he fumbled for something half-reasonable.
Judging by Zeal's amused "uh-huh", it didn't work very well.
Okay, maybe not his finest excuse, but Kaelix was determined to pretend his voice didn't shake at least. Looking for an outlet he slid a hand over Zeal's shoulder, which was frustratingly still covered in fabric.
"Maybe you should take something off too. To be more comfortable."
Purple eyes twinkling with mischief rose to regard him again and Zeal placed a kiss tantalizingly close to his nipple.
"Eager, are we?" And still touching, always touching, but not enough.
"No," Kaelix shot back too fast, reaching for any remnants of nonchalance that hadn't evaporated from his person yet in the flames of unfulfilled need. "It's just, you know, I expected...more." An exhale against his chest made his skin tingle and in a panicked stroke of inspiration he added, "Is that the best you can do, Ginjoka?"
Something in Zeal's expression sharpened. "Am I boring you? Really?"
Bait successfully taken.
"Well, I'm just sayin—ngh," Kaelix bit back the rest of his words as well as a triumphant smile because Zeal's lips promptly enclosed his nipple and sucked with renewed enthusiasm. He never realized he was sensitive there, or maybe it was because of his current state, but either way the hot swirl of Zeal's tongue felt amazing. Finally they'd get somewhere.
But his self-congratulatory mood was fated to last all of a few seconds.
Distracted as he was, it came as a complete surprise when his legs were parted by Zeal's knee, nudging its way up to press right against his trapped erection. That first bit of direct stimulation after so much waiting practically ached and Kaelix couldn't hold back a whine. But somehow, that wasn't the biggest problem.
"Are you sure, darling?" Zeal drawled, composed and confident as ever, as if his lips weren't spit-slick from practically making out with Kaelix's chest. "Then how come you're so hard, right here?"
And he shifted his knee purposefully against the damning bulge in Kaelix's pants.
"That's...that's, oh..."
Before Kaelix could string a sentence together, the words were already being scattered into nothing. Zeal's thumb swiped over the same sensitive nipple as he shifted to lick the other one with no shame, making Kaelix jolt.
"No, I don't think you're bored at all," Zeal continued undeterred. "I think you're enjoying this..." another lick, "...very much..." a scrape of teeth instead, timed with the next nudge of his knee, "...and that's why you're so impatient, hm?"
Scorching hot embarrassment coursed though Kaelix's whole body. And in the most scandalous show of betrayal, his cock twitched against Zeal's knee with every word. In a last ditch effort to at least keep any incriminating sounds from escaping, Kaelix slapped a hand over his own mouth, not that it would do much good in the long run.
"Just look at you, so needy." By now the grinding against Kaelix's aching erection was merciless and Zeal chuckled lowly at the sound of a muffled moan. "Why don't you try being more honest with me, yeah? You can have anything you want, darling, I'll make you feel...so good."
His teeth dug into Kaelix's nipple more sharply than before, earning himself a high pitched sound, then he resumed his alluring tone.
"You just have to tell me."
Goading someone who apparently has an abundant supply of patience was never going to go well for Kaelix. Instead of simply undressing him and ravaging him like a normal horny person, Zeal would rather postpone his own pleasure just to torment Kaelix longer. And unfortunately it was extremely effective. If the sheer embarrassment didn't cause Kaelix's untimely demise, he would surely perish from these unfulfilled urges.
So with a frustrated whine, he broke. He buried both his hands in Zeal's hair to pull him flush against his chest, because he couldn't possibly maintain eye contact while admitting that—
"Fine, yes, yes, I want it really bad, okay? I want...need you, need to feel you, please..."
At first all he felt was a hot exhale against his collarbone, then Zeal's hand was snaking between their bodies to cup the same bulge he'd been abusing all this time.
"Much better," Zeal purred, squeezing a bit in a way that made Kaelix gasp and contemplate the mortifying possibility of coming in his pants. "Although, if you need it so bad...will you even last long enough?"
God, Kaelix knew it was just teasing but it was actually getting to him; such an obvious tactic to fluster him even more, and it was working anyway. He was so on edge there was no way he could hold back much longer—but the plans!
"W-well, why stop at one?"
The words were out before he could second-guess himself. While Kaelix was the last person that might need to learn shame, the desperate need clawing at his gut was just too much. In for a penny...
"You said we'd take our time, so...we could just...keep going?"
Despite Kaelix's valiant efforts to the contrary, Zeal pulled away just enough to lock eyes and the heat burning in them made Kaelix gulp.
"Oh that's how you want it, huh," Zeal rumbled, his voice tinged with determination and a new kind of excitement. "You know, I was going to be careful tonight, I don't mind holding back a bit."
He gently but firmly took hold of Kaelix's chin to guide their mouths together, and Kaelix's head spun at the effortlessly commanding gesture. A playful bite tugged at his lower lip before Zeal continued.
"But since you don't want me to go easy on you...I won't stop until my beloved, greedy bouncer is completely satisfied."
The next few minutes were a blur of blissful, breathless kisses. Zeal finally hurried to unbutton and remove his own shirt, then started on both their belts, all the while still devouring Kaelix's mouth. By the time he pulled away to get rid of their pants and Kaelix's underwear, Kaelix's lips felt pleasantly raw and tingling as he blinked hazily at the sight in front of him.
Without multiple layers of deceptive clothing to conceal the muscle definition, Zeal looked broad and strong and there was a tantalizing hint of a happy trail disappearing into his—tragically still present—underwear. The view was somehow no less appealing when he bent towards the nightstand, his toned back and shoulders shifting with the motion. Maybe, just maybe...would that be enough upper body strength to lift a grown 6'1" man?
Ears burning, Kaelix tried to banish the sinful thoughts as if Zeal would be able to read them on his face when he returned, with a pillow in one hand and a bottle of lube in the other.
"Lift your hips for me, baby...that's it."
Despite his preoccupation, Kaelix obeyed without even thinking and the pillow was placed comfortably under his pelvis. Even better, he was promptly rewarded by Zeal crawling over him again to pepper an array of kisses further down his torso this time. The ones over his ribs made him giggle, but that quickly turned into a gasp as teeth lightly scraped the soft skin around his navel. Then Zeal started mouthing experimentally at his hip bone and Kaelix suddenly didn't know what to do with his hands.
"Zeal, come on," he muttered restlessly, fidgeting with the sheets for lack of direction, but he needn't have worried this time.
"Hey, I've got you, alright?" Zeal reassured, placing a parting kiss on the red mark he had just created, before guiding Kaelix's legs further apart to settle between them properly. "Just relax and let me make you feel good."
Easier said than done when Kaelix was somewhere between freaking out and needing everything right this second or he might die. But Zeal's familiar calm demeanor always managed to soothe something inside him, and he answered the unspoken question with a wobbly yet genuine smile. The click of the lube bottle didn't make his heart stutter because it was too busy thumping at the way Zeal was trailing tender kisses along the inside of his thigh. A light bite, a hot breath, the faint scratch of stubble that was just starting to grow; all wonderfully distracting, and next thing he knew a slick finger inside him made him gasp softly.
Perceptive as always, Zeal started talking again at just the right moment to tether Kaelix's sanity with his sweet tone.
"Good, just like that. Let me know if anything doesn't feel right, yeah?"
Kaelix nodded vigorously while at the same time being flooded with the absolute certainty that nothing could feel more right than Zeal touching him. Hand on his thigh, mouth on skin, reaching deep inside him, it all came together as perfect kindling for a blaze that was as fierce as it was warming. And when Zeal casually bent down to lick a long stripe up his neglected erection, he burned.
A groan slipped out unbidden and Kaelix instinctively tangled a hand in Zeal's hair.
"More, please," he blurted out without even knowing what exactly he was asking for, hips tilting to feel the shift inside him while his eyes were locked onto Zeal's mouth.
A mouth that stretched into an indulgent grin as Zeal purred, "As you wish."
Then without a hint of hesitation he enveloped the head of Kaelix's cock, humming softly around it like he was enjoying some delicacy.
The flames soared ever higher.
Kaelix's breath caught and he jolted visibly at the overwhelming sensation, suddenly having to channel every ounce of his willpower to not break out into the most embarrassing sounds. It didn't help that he was very aware of how much precum he must be dripping right onto Zeal's lapping tongue. Is that what he was tasting and savoring so intently? The very thought made Kaelix's stomach flip in shame-exhilaration-want.
Still grappling with the fact that Zeal was sucking him off, he didn't even realize that two fingers were now expertly stretching him open. At least until they curled just so and he instantly lost the battle against trying to remain silent.
"Oh—" Kaelix's exhale came out as a whine. "D-do that again..."
That got Zeal to pull back just enough to speak, an infuriatingly smug grin forming on his face. "Only if you stop holding back. You make the prettiest sounds, you know that?"
Oh this sick man with his sick and twisted methods! And he didn't even stop altogether, still languidly pumping his fingers in and out just to tease. But never let it be said that Kaelix wasn't a little stubborn too. For the first time he was almost glad for his already incandescent blush; at least there wouldn't be a visible difference anymore, despite his spike of embarrassment over his own words.
"Are you saying...nnnh, you can't make me, Ginjoka?"
There was only a single huff that could be either laughter or exasperation before Zeal demonstrated exactly what he could do. But, ever the overachiever, he did not simply content himself with repeating the clever crook of his fingers. No...at the same time he swallowed Kaelix's cock down in one swift motion, all the way to the base.
That might have been the fastest Kaelix had folded in his life, but in his defense, who wouldn't? If anything, his strangled moan was inadequate to express how sinfully hot Zeal looked between his legs, like he belonged there. Surely doing this couldn't be comfortable but Zeal made it look effortless, bobbing his head at the same rhythm in which he stroked Kaelix's prostate. And oh, the combined stimulation had pleasure building within Kaelix way too fast.
"Wait, wait, Zeal—ahh," he groaned and instinctively clenched his fist into Zeal's hair.
Except that only made Zeal moan, muffled but unabashed, and the sound reverberating through Kaelix's cock had him squirming even harder. With every movement Zeal's fingers were quite literally beckoning him closer to the edge until all Kaelix wanted was for the fire to consume him.
"C-close, that's...nnh, please, can I..?"
Something about his stumbling words must have made sense because the hand gripping his thigh tightened, urging him closer as Zeal picked up the pace. It was messy and filthy and the most explicit permission Kaelix could have gotten. So he dared a small thrust into that wet heat, a half-smothered whimper fighting its way out of his throat. Just like that his whole body tensed abruptly, thighs locking Zeal's head in place, who promptly made up for it by sucking harder. Pleasure crashed over Kaelix and finally dragged a full moan out of him as his cock pulsed against Zeal's tongue for several long moments.
"Ohhh my God," was all he eventually managed as he sank fully flat onto the bed, all his limbs feeling boneless.
Released from the vice of Kaelix's legs, Zeal pulled back for breath. A smirk was still plastered on his reddened, slick mouth, which he wiped casually with the back of his hand.
"That's a bit formal," he quipped, voice hoarser than before. "If you want to try pet names, I prefer 'my love'."
Oh, if Kaelix's soul hadn't just been sucked out through his cock, he'd so want to strangle this man. Other than some heavier breathing, Zeal did not appear rattled at all by the narrowly-avoided suffocation. Maybe even the opposite.
"You...enjoyed that way too—mmm—much, didn't you," Kaelix mumbled in between his panting, shuddering a bit when a shift of Zeal's fingers reminded him they were still inside him.
"So?" Helpfully emphasizing the point, Zeal licked his lips that must still taste of—no, nope, not going there. "What's wrong with enjoying giving pleasure to my boyfriend, hm?"
Wow, hearing that term out loud was still a novel experience that filled Kaelix with fluttering butterflies. Despite a weak swat at Zeal's arm, he couldn't quite contain his smile.
"You know what I mean...mister Freakatron 3000...most people like being able to breathe."
Of course, Zeal being Zeal, he winked charmingly instead of trying to deny the accusation.
"Worth it."
"Pervert," Kaelix shot back weakly, pleased when it earned him a laugh.
But more importantly, what had initially seemed like accidental movement was turning into slow but deliberate thrusts of Zeal's fingers again and oh, that felt different. With the post-orgasm oversensitivity barely having faded, every slide inside Kaelix was amplified. So far Zeal was careful to avoid his prostate, only barely circling around it, but that was enough for his breathing to start picking up again. It was becoming increasingly clear to Kaelix that Zeal was fully serious about his earlier promise.
Sitting up a bit more to get a better look at his own handiwork, Zeal made an approving sound.
"Look at that, so soft and open for me now...think you can take more?"
Before the end of that sentence Kaelix felt a third finger stroking at his rim. God, he didn't even know it was possible to feel another pang of arousal so soon after coming. Swallowing down a whimper, he bit his lip and nodded fervently.
Zeal's eyes narrowed a little at the deliberate silence but he generously let it go this time.
"Good, we're only getting started," he said like it was the most normal thing in the world while sliding all three digits in fully.
It was a gradual progression of testing the limits with each slow thrust but soon he was back to fingering Kaelix steadily, the pads of his fingers massaging that sensitive spot without fail. What started out as jolts of seemingly unlikely arousal tipped firmly onto the side of pleasure under Zeal's coaxing touch, until Kaelix had to work to hold back his groans all over again.
Of course, Zeal had no such inhibitions about keeping his own mouth shut.
"You're clenching so much around my fingers, baby...I can't wait to feel that when I'm inside you." His murmured commentary was as filthy as the squelching sounds of the lube every time he pressed in. "If you could take it I'd keep you here all night, making you fall apart over and over again, from dusk till dawn."
Heat shot through Kaelix at the thought. Would that even be possible? 'If you could take it'...oh, but he kind of wanted to find out. A harder press of Zeal's fingers made his hips jerk towards the source of pleasure. Already it felt like another peak might not be so impossible despite not being hard again yet, and they hadn't even...
No, that just wouldn't do.
Kaelix clenched on purpose this time to catch Zeal's gaze. "I can't wait either," he said as evenly as possible. "C'mon, I'm ready, just...I wanna feel you too, next time I..."
Words failed him at the last moment, his embarrassment overtaking the burst of determination. But it must have been enough to get the point across, right?
Whether it was that or Kaelix's pleading eyes, Zeal immediately grinned in understanding.
"That can be arranged."
With one last parting curl of his fingers he finally pulled them out slowly, dropping a kiss on the inside of Kaelix's thigh as if in consolation. The emptiness did feel strange after all this but Kaelix hardly had time to lament it, because Zeal was finally taking off his underwear and—well.
Well.
It's not like Kaelix hadn't seen last time, he'd...noticed. Somewhere in a far corner of his mind that hadn't been so caught up in the moment, it had registered that Zeal was by no means small. Above average, one might say. But that distant fact felt very different now that his eyes could linger there longer, fixated; now that Zeal's very hard and definitely above average length was about to be inside him.
Kaelix gulped and squirmed a bit. He wanted this so much, body and soul both yearning for more, so why? Why was he getting nervous again? Zeal would never hurt him, there was no question about that, even now he was slicking himself up with more lube. There was no need for apprehension, but Kaelix's thoughts were buzzing too fast to detangle them into a string of logic.
A big, warm hand splayed on his abdomen and he jolted a bit, gaze refocusing on Zeal's face.
"You alright?"
Ugh, unfairly sweet, really. Kaelix let out a breath along with some tension.
"Yeah. It's just...a lot, sometimes."
That didn't make much sense probably but Zeal hummed like it was a perfectly adequate explanation. Oh, Kaelix really loved this man.
After a moment of thought Zeal smiled, thumb stroking Kaelix's skin as he asked, "Can you do something for me, baby?"
The touch was solid and grounding. Kaelix nodded, sparks still flying inside him at the pet name.
"Breathe slowly, relax, just focus on me."
Before the sentence was fully out Kaelix was already complying with a deep inhale, tension melting out of him as quickly as it came. If he was honest with himself, sometimes that was all he wanted; a nice, smooth voice telling him what to do.
In, and out. In, and out.
"Good," Zeal murmured, and Kaelix soaked up the praise like a sponge. "Now lift your leg for me, darling."
A hand behind his knee guided him so Kaelix bent the leg up obediently. Zeal held it in place and knelt close, his hand still slightly sticky from the lube, but for once Kaelix couldn't care less. The heat swirling in him was back in full force with every instruction given and followed, his head feeling pleasantly foggy. And when the soothing pressure of Zeal's palm left his abdomen so Zeal could line himself up, the pang in Kaelix's stomach had nothing to do with worry.
"That's it, nice and relaxed," came Zeal's approving tone again. The head of his cock pressed tantalizingly against Kaelix's hole and he let his voice drop lower. "Let me empty that head of yours."
Whereas Kaelix had been floating in the clouds of instructions and praise until then, the first slide inside him brought him back to his own body enough to experience every sensation with startling clarity. His eyes fluttered shut, lips parting around an exhale as each inch of Zeal's cock set his nerve endings alight. It didn't even hurt but the difference from earlier was striking, he felt so....full. By the time Zeal was fully buried inside him Kaelix was fighting the urge to squirm, involuntarily clenching a bit around that hard length as if to feel it even more.
Shockingly it was Zeal that broke the silence.
"Fuck, you're still tight," he grunted low and a bit strained, his hips nudging forward like he was testing the waters.
Kaelix's stomach swooped so violently that he didn't even notice the high pitched sound escaping his throat. Scrambling for purchase with only one leg against the bed, he did his best to grind back against Zeal, flushing furiously all over again at his own shameless behavior.
"Do it, please," he said breathlessly. "Make me stop thinking...otherwise I might lose my mind."
When Kaelix's eyes blinked open again to meet Zeal's, the weight of the burning desire staring back at him was staggering.
"You," Zeal growled, pulling back for a measured but firm thrust, "are way too good at pushing my buttons."
Kaelix would have tried to argue if it weren't for Zeal's frankly unfair ability to nail his prostate within the first few tries. Instead he was left clutching at the sheets and unable to retort without the risk of moaning way too loud. Which was probably exactly the point since Zeal didn't wait for an answer to continue.
"Trying to fuck yourself onto my cock, begging all pretty like that...you drive me crazy." The steady pace he was building faltered only for a second then, which somehow made it even hotter. "All that shyness goes away when you're worked up, yeah? You're doing so good darling, taking me so well already."
That made Kaelix groan, a spike of pleasure causing something inside him to throb. If Zeal's movements were designed to carve him open and spill all the reactive desires he didn't even know he had, the teasing and compliments were like a catalyst—making that process faster, more intense, sizzling.
"It just...nnnh, feels good," he gritted out in between thrusts that made his body sing.
"There you are," Zeal grinned sharply, more than a little pleased to hear Kaelix be more vocal again. "What feels good, hm? This?" He rolled his hips a bit harder and Kaelix couldn't hold back a whimper. "Use your words, baby."
God, that tone should be illegal. How was Kaelix supposed to maintain any kind of composure under these conditions?!
"Yes, yeah, you...ugh, I can't..." With a frustrated noise Kaelix turned his head, half-hiding against the pillow as he unsuccessfully willed his cheeks to stop heating up like crazy. "You feel so big, okay? Oh—yeah, right there!"
"Is that so?" Zeal's voice was all gravel as he instantly picked up the pace, and it felt like the room got several degrees warmer. "I'm never letting you say filthy things like that to anyone else, you know that, right? You sound way too fucking good...such a good boy for me."
A full-body shudder went through Kaelix and it dislodged a whine of "Just you..."
Since when did possessiveness even give him such a rush?
Abruptly the pressure that had been building in his gut pulsed in an almost familiar way, yet when he glanced down in surprise, he was still only half-hard. No, this felt different than usual, like the heat was radiating just from inside him every time their bodies connected. Expanding and all-consuming until he felt he might burst.
"Zeal, I...ohh I think I'm close?" he muttered in surprise, fists clenching and unclenching reflexively against the sheets.
"Yeah?" Zeal's eyes gleamed with pure excitement and he reached for one of Kaelix's hands, loosening its grasp to place it flat against his own chest instead. Then he grabbed Kaelix's hip and pulled him in at the same time as his next thrust. "You gonna come on my cock, just like this?"
If Kaelix had any doubts that he could, they were immediately dispelled that very moment. It was all he could do to nod vigorously, little sounds getting punched out of him whenever Zeal's hips smacked against his ass, making his thighs quiver. And, to his amazement, waves of pleasure started washing over him, each more intense than the last.
It was like a dam broke.
"Yes, yes, please, there! Ah—that's—feels so good," he babbled without a single care for propriety anymore. His nails were digging into Zeal's chest and he just couldn't stop the stream of words and sounds flowing out of him. "Zeal, please, more...ohhh yesyesyes!"
And without missing a beat, Zeal fucked him right through the most drawn-out orgasm of his life. Kaelix's back was arching off the bed as he moaned out more pleas, which only encouraged the sharp thrusts against his prostate. It wasn't until his whole body was shaking and starting to jolt with overstimulation that Zeal finally slowed down to a lazy grind.
"Perfect, you did so well sweetheart," Zeal rumbled and bent down to kiss the inner thigh of the leg that he was still holding up. "Knew you could do it."
Kaelix only whimpered, too out of breath and blissed out to even think of arguing. It was like his skin was tingly everywhere, amplifying the grip of Zeal's hands, the warm lips and scrape of stubble along his thigh, the languid drag of Zeal's length against his insides that was just slow enough to let him breathe but most definitely not stopping...
To his utter shock once again, his cock gave an interested twitch.
Kaelix had just had a mind-blowing dry orgasm, only a few drops of precum leaking out of him throughout the whole process, and somehow he was harder now than before. Oh, what was this man doing to him?
Well, what Zeal was actually doing was rocking in and out of Kaelix in short motions while marking sensitive skin with something more like a bite mark than a hickey. True to his word of taking his time, even though he was still hard and throbbing himself. But his eyes were scanning from Kaelix's face all the way down, as much to appreciate as to assess.
Wasting time was not on the table anymore. Might as well give him the answer.
"Keep going," Kaelix said, still a bit breathlessly. "Mmm, 's good...I want more."
An audible exhale grazed his thigh.
"So greedy." Zeal's voice sounded a bit rough around the edges but still dripping with approval. Sure enough, after another kiss he straightened up and added, "I like it."
There was no need to ask again. With a practiced ease that was way too arousing, Zeal draped Kaelix's leg over his own shoulder to shift their position a bit. Then he pulled almost all the way out and pressed back in, making Kaelix groan in delight at the new angle.
"I like it when you ask for what you want," he continued, some gravel slipping back into his tone the more he got back into fucking Kaelix properly. "When you're honest, and tell me all about how good it feels."
Kaelix's filter was clearly gone for the night because his thoughts were still spilling from his lips in a needy string of "Want you, feels so—oh—sensitive...I love it, don't stop, Zeal..."
"Yeah, just like that."
Zeal's hips jerked forward, picking up some speed as if in reward. It eased the lingering ache of need a bit, while at the same time fanning the flames.
"Nnnnh yes, please," Kaelix whined when a deeper thrust hit just the right spot.
"And I really like it when you sound all needy," Zeal growled in between heavier breaths. "When I'm giving you exactly what you want—" he demonstrated that point with another well-aimed snap of his hips, "—and you're still begging for it, loud and shameless, just to let me hear you."
There wasn't enough air left in Kaelix's lungs, or enough rational thought in his mind, to argue that he'd never been fully shameless in his entire life. It was just that the pleasure signals firing left and right were overriding any of his usual reservations.
"I can't...h-help it," he attempted to complain, but still sounded exactly as desperate as he felt. "Your fault, it's too—ohhh please!"
Zeal only chuckled unrepentantly which, Kaelix internally lamented, was no less hot than everything else about him right now. His unfairly attractive chest was starting to sweat a little from the exertion and Kaelix couldn't resist groping at it clumsily with both hands, his only outlet to keep himself from squirming more. Mindlessly he ran his palms over warm skin, up along the shoulders and back down, squeezing those firm pecs a bit in fascination. For a moment he thought he heard a responding grunt but it got too lost among his own involuntary sounds. Then Kaelix's finger accidentally brushed over a nipple and—oh, Zeal definitely hissed this time.
"You're distracting me..." Zeal's rhythm did falter a little, though his accusing tone was undermined by the way he moved towards the touch rather than away.
"Huh?" Kaelix squeaked, unable to process that in the middle of so many stimuli.
Huffing out a short laugh at his confusion, Zeal pried one of Kaelix's hands away to kiss his wrist, then the palm, breath warm as he murmured right against it, "Nothing, keep touching me as much as you want, baby."
Dazed but still craving contact, Kaelix did just that, cupping Zeal's cheek with his twitching fingers. And wow, the way Zeal nuzzled into the touch would have been unbearably cute if he wasn't also jostling Kaelix up and down the bed with the force of his thrusts.
Emotions and heat tangled together in Kaelix's core until they weren't distinguishable anymore, sparking only one combined need.
"Need you here," he mumbled and did his best to drag Zeal down. "Closer, I want to feel you..."
For the first time in a while Zeal actually stilled; an unforeseen side effect. But before Kaelix could protest, his leg was gently lowered to the bed and he was being blanketed by a warm body, their lips connecting as if by an irresistible magnetic pull.
Yes. This.
A sound of delight was smothered in their fervent kiss and Kaelix looped his arms around Zeal's neck, pulling him close close close like no amount of space between them was acceptable. The heat, the weight, the feeling of Zeal all the way inside him, it all felt solid and safe and wonderful.
Unfazed once again by the attempted strangulation, Zeal hummed low and pleased while sliding their tongues together. And thanks to the proximity it reverberated right through Kaelix's chest too. It would have seemed like heaven, except Zeal tilted his hips to press deeper and immediately proved it could feel even better. Flush against each other as they were, there was only a limited range of motion, which he made up for by grinding right into Kaelix's prostate. Just enough friction to make them both shiver.
It was Kaelix who broke the kiss with a gasp but Zeal didn't miss a beat, redirecting his attention to cover the side of Kaelix's neck in an erratic pattern of kisses.
"I love how clingy you can get," he murmured softly. Then, like a confession, "I never want to let you go either."
Oh, this...this was an intimate kind of pleasure.
"Then don't," Kaelix's voice cracked on the words a little. "Nobody else, you promised..."
A fond huff, then Zeal purred, "That's right, all mine. You like that, don't you?"
Kaelix did, so fiercely that he could only whimper in response.
"I'll promise you a lot more if you keep tempting me this way, darling." And while Zeal still sounded all kinds of seductive, it was clear he didn't mean just this.
How was anyone meant to survive such sweet talk at a time like this?!
Without second thought Kaelix wrapped his legs around Zeal to actively encourage the sensual rocking of their bodies. His cock was trapped between them and there was almost constant pressure against the overworked bundle of nerves inside him, sending sparks through his whole nervous system. Another perk of this closeness; whenever a jolt of pleasure made him clench, he could actually notice how it affected Zeal.
Because, despite not echoing around the room like Kaelix, Zeal was far from quiet.
His breaths were heavy and audible, sometimes hitching as he rolled his hips forward. A grunt, a gasp, a murmur of 'you feel fucking incredible', all uttered directly into Kaelix's burning ear. And when Kaelix arched his back to get more friction on his cock, or he let out a whine of Zeal's name, the occasional humming against his neck would turn into low moans. It was like they were enclosed in their own little bubble, filled to the brim with this constant loop of escalating each other's urgency.
It was driving Kaelix insane.
"Faster," he muttered under his breath, followed immediately by a groan when Zeal did just that, rocking their bodies together in quick little motions. "Yes, there, I...nnnh, wanna come again...fuck me harder, please?"
It slipped out without Kaelix even noticing, but Zeal sure did because the resulting jerk of his hips lacked some of his usual finesse.
"Say that again," Zeal rasped. He pushed himself up a bit, only putting enough distance between them to manage a proper thrust again.
Kaelix's cheeks were still burning, but nowhere near as much as the inferno inside him. One of his hands slipped into Zeal's hair, clutching desperately as if to convey the full seriousness of his need.
"Please," he said as clearly as possible despite his wavering voice, "fuck me harder, give me everything, make me come—ah!"
In a mere moment Zeal had planted his knees against the bed more firmly and started fucking into Kaelix with even more vigor. He'd been precise and attentive the whole time but this was something new. Now he was locked in, while at the same time moving like a man possessed.
"That what you want, baby? You're gonna give me another one like a good boy..." Zeal's eyes blazed wildly with something that Kaelix felt in the pit of his stomach. "But only if I make you, yeah?"
"Y-yes, yes, oh God, please..."
Kaelix trailed off into a shaky moan. Gone was the slow build; this new pace stole his breath away, made his insides burn with delicious friction, and he couldn't help but tug on Zeal's hair harder than he probably should.
Rather than any kind of protest, Zeal just let out a groan like getting his hair ripped out during sex was the highest form of flattery. And maybe it was, because he only snapped his hips forward harder.
"Don't worry," he said roughly, gaze boring into Kaelix with palpable intensity, "we're not done until you're shaking too much, and ruining your pretty voice by crying out my name." The whimper he got in response did nothing to quell his momentum, only making his voice drop lower. "I want you falling apart completely before I fill you up."
The most embarrassing, strangled sound escaped Kaelix's throat. He hadn't even thought far enough to consider Zeal finishing inside him and was thoroughly unprepared for the visceral reaction the image provoked, his cock throbbing harder than ever. Mortified but still digging his heels into Zeal's ass in a damning display of encouragement, he could only try to hide his beet-red face behind a shaky hand.
This time Zeal was having none of it.
Shifting his weight onto one arm, he grabbed Kaelix's hand and pinned it to the bed in one swift motion. The message was clearly spelled out in his piercing eyes that still refused to miss a single thing; no holding back, no looking away.
And despite doggedly keeping up the pace, he still found enough breath to ask, "Does that get you off, hm? That I could make you feel even more full?"
"Zeal!" Kaelix's high-pitched cry didn't sound nearly as scandalized as he intended, landing closer to desperate.
"Good, I've been thinking about it all night," Zeal pressed on with no qualms about the depraved things falling from his lips. "Want to mark you up as deep as I can. Fuck yeah, all mine."
At this point even if Kaelix had wanted to avert his eyes in embarrassment, how could he? Zeal made for such a compelling vision, his fierce expression like a gut punch with how much desire was on blatant display.
"Yours, do it, a-anything, just...yes, more," Kaelix rambled, half out of his mind with pleasure and completely past the point of caring.
If they were both a mess then it was okay, right?
And Zeal was finally looking the part too. There was sweat gathering at his temples, some strands of his disheveled hair sticking to his skin a bit, chest heaving from the effort of pounding into Kaelix like their lives depended on it. The arm he was leaning on was tense, bicep flexing, but his other palm felt warm and steady at the same time, his big hand enveloping Kaelix's so perfectly and—wait, when had Kaelix started moaning so loudly with every thrust?
Liquid fire flowed through him, the knot of arousal in his abdomen aching to unravel, or just combust.
"Yes yes yes ye-ahh, close, I'm—nnnh keep going, please, please please please please—"
Within seconds his chanting pleas turned into whimpers, shaky little ah ah ah's that rose in pitch the more Zeal slammed into his prostate. The same kind of heat as before was spreading through his abdomen but, unlike earlier, he was fully hard and dripping from all the buildup. An arch of his back had his cock grinding right up against a firm body and Kaelix shuddered, his nails scraping red lines down Zeal's back.
Then, abruptly, "Touch yourself."
The words zinged through Kaelix like lightning. All of a sudden his hole was fluttering around Zeal's cock and he teetered on the edge of an almost, almost, almost, unsure how to even comply.
"Now, baby," Zeal growled with a sense of urgency that was unbearably exciting. He was done being patient too.
Already trembling, Kaelix snuck his free hand between their bodies to lightly stroke his cock. Everything felt oversensitive and even his loose grip was enough to make him jolt.
So of course that's when Zeal kicked things into overdrive.
"Ohh fuck," was all Kaelix managed before a moan that came from his very core.
Zeal's thrusts were shorter, hard and fast but precisely aimed at the right spot. At the same time the force of each impact shook Kaelix enough to make him inadvertently fuck his own fist and see stars from how intense it all felt.
"Zeal, Zeal, that's...fuck I'm gonna come I'm gonna come I'm gonna—"
Kaelix's mouth dropped open into a continual moan as his entire body jerked, then locked up, molten pleasure flooding him from inside out.
"That's it, keep going love, so fucking perfect," Zeal gritted out like he was barely holding it together and Kaelix was gone.
On pure autopilot his hand that had frozen in place started flying over his cock, stroking frantically without even trying to match Zeal's pace. Pleasure exploded in his gut so sharply that a raw scream was ripped out of him as he spilled all over himself with more force than ever, some drops even landing high on his chest.
All the while Zeal kept pounding into him despite the way Kaelix had clamped down like a vice. But finally all that restraint was completely stripped away. His carefully maintained pace turned into jerky snaps of his hips and he grunted, all out of pretty words now that he was chasing his own pleasure. Which also kept Kaelix right on that high the whole time, shaking and wailing. It quickly became impossible to touch himself more without flinching and he had to yank his hand away, but every thrust against his prostate still had him seeing sparks, milking a few more weak spurts out of him.
It was completely overwhelming and also the best thing he had ever felt.
"Fuck, baby, you're so..." Zeal cut himself off with an animalistic noise, his cock swelling a bit more.
Heedless of his sticky fingers, Kaelix gripped the back of Zeal's neck to tug him closer with a broken "Zeal," and somehow that's what did it.
One, two, three more thrusts and Zeal came with a guttural groan, squeezing their hands together harder.
And oh, Kaelix could feel it. Pulse after pulse filled him with warmth as Zeal buried himself deep, seemingly intent on painting every bit of Kaelix's insides. It was several long moments before he slowly ground to a stop, his damp forehead resting on Kaelix's collarbone. As they laid there, panting and settling against each other until the last shivers of pleasure subsided, the only coherent thought in Kaelix's mind was that he desperately wanted to spend his life with this man. What was wrong with him...it was way too soon for that, wasn't it?
Thankfully Kaelix was saved from blurting out anything impulsive this time when Zeal lifted his head with a low hum.
"You alright?" he murmured and eyed Kaelix carefully despite the lazy smile on his lips.
"I am dead, you have killed me," Kaelix deadpanned as well as he could with a croaky voice. "But yes. When can we do it again?"
Zeal's eyes crinkled at the corners as he laughed and he shifted his hand a bit to stroke Kaelix's palm with his thumb. Ugh, as if Kaelix needed to fall any more in love with him.
"Don't tempt me," Zeal teased with just a hint of that unfair gravely tone.
Kaelix blinked innocently; "Maybe I like tempting you."
"I noticed." That carried a hint of a smirk, but the moment was too soft to keep it up for long. "Might need some breaks in between though, hm? Much as I'd like to keep you in my bed all day and all night," Zeal paused to kiss Kaelix's jaw, "you'd rather not be unable to walk, I assume."
Pouting and blushing at the same time was no easy feat, but Kaelix pulled it off pretty well, if you asked him. Besides, it was worth it for the way Zeal chuckled again.
Separating their hands only to stroke Kaelix's cheek gently instead, Zeal murmured, "There's no rush, darling, let's get some rest. We have plenty of time, yeah?"
Oddly enough instead of a simple reassurance, it sounded like a promise. Maybe it was Zeal's gaze, so full of affection, or maybe Kaelix was completely delusional after what probably counted as marathon sex. Either way he felt a little bit foolish for how his eyes got a little watery when he cupped Zeal's face with both hands.
"You mean it?" he asked in a small voice.
And Zeal— who might just be able to read his mind at this point, what the heck—didn't laugh at all this time. There was a faint smile lingering at the corner of his lips but his hushed tone was serious.
"With all my heart. It's already yours, you know."
"Oh," Kaelix could only say, choked up with happiness that slowly made its way onto his face in the form of a radiant grin. "Then I think I can wait."
He tipped his chin up to take a readily-offered kiss, short and sweet, in part because Kaelix had to mumble a teasing "Sap."
Of course, Zeal happily kissed the giggles from his lips.