Chapter 24
Swirling my tongue in a languid motion, I took the head of Arze's cock into my mouth, pride bursting like little balloons in my ears when his deep moan filled my bedroom.
He was the one on the receiving end of pleasure, but honestly, just hearing how much satisfaction I was giving him was crashing waves of contentment in my head.
I took more of him into my mouth, savoring both the feel of having him fill me as well as his murmurs of encouragement.
I kept this rhythm, sliding more and more of him into my mouth, careful to pull back when I could feel myself preparing to gag.
I'd done my fair share of pleasuring guys, but I didn't want to come off as a novice.
I didn't want anything to distract from my mission to drive Arze fucking crazy, including my own eagerness to have him as far down my throat as I could manage.
A few minutes passed of me lathering his cock with my tongue and throat when I felt his hands in my hair.
He lightly pulled my head back, allowing his cock to fall from my mouth with a single strand of spit forming a bridge from my lips to his dick.
Staring into his eyes, I was about to complain but his words beat me to it.
“I need more of you.” He admitted, nodding emphatically.
I slid my body further up the bed so that I was cradled in his arms. He wrapped them around me, pulling me more flush to him.
“I know last time was rushed, and I want to truly experience what it's like to be with you.” I didn't know what I would have liked to hear from Arze, but that definitely fit the bill.
“I know I topped last time, but that doesn't mean I have to now.”
“Arze.” I stopped him by placing a finger on top of his lips.
I loved seeing the wild intensity in his orange eyes, but the subtle comfort and yearn to please me that I found in them as well just churned my stomach.
“I would tell you if I wanted something else. You told me to tell you what I want, remember?”
“I do.” He seemed to ease down from the ledge of feeling overbearing, the harder edge in his eyes returning to mix with the softness I usually found there.
“Well, now I want you fuck me. Hard.”
Kissing me roughly, Arze pulled back from the kiss and gave me a wicked glare. “That, I can definitely do.”
In a flash of movement, Arze climbed back on top of me, our bodies melding together once more, both of our arousals evident and pressing into the other proudly.
He started kissing his way down my body, starting the journey by burning kisses into my neck.
He paused at my nipples, giving me a darkened smirk until he allowed his tongue to envelop them one at a time.
My body writhed underneath his stature, and my cock was painfully hard.
I just needed to find some sort of relief and soon.
But I remained in the moment as much as I could.
I was finally getting what I’d longed for.
I didn’t want to ruin it for myself by wishing we could get to a different part of it.
Arze’s lips adorned my stomach, across my waist, until he placed strategic presses of affection down the length of my dick.
My hands reflexively jumbled into Arze’s hair, my fingertips finding his orange strands and finding home there.
“Arze,” My breath was uneven, all potential at regulating itself completely abandoned. “Please.”
He ignored me, his breath hovering over my dick before he moved away and began to kiss down my thighs.
I was a little annoyed that he wasn’t paying my cock any mind, but I quickly got over it once he settled between my legs, silently asking me to part them, and feeling his fingers prodding at my hole.
“Please, what?” Arze’s stare was searing my insides, just as his finger made its way inside my ass. I arched my back instinctively on the bed at the intrusion.
All speech left me. Even if I could have remembered what I was going to say or if I had any intention of speaking at all, his finger thrusting in and out of me had stolen all coherent thoughts.
I sucked in my bottom lip, needing to apply pressure from my teeth in order to keep from crying out.
Arze had complete control of my body and its subsequent responses, and I was loving every second of it.
Arze applied a second finger, stretching me open even more and repeating his process from the beginning.
I reached out to him, sliding my hand down his jaw.
His eyes flicked to me in attention, and I was still incapacitated at the moment, but loved the way his gaze made my stomach turn over on itself.
“Look at you,” He said, his concentration set on where our bodies were currently connected, just as he curled his fingers inside of me. I yelped, steeling my body to keep from lifting off the mattress. “Opening up so easily to take me.”
If my eyes hadn’t been rolling in my head from the sensations, they would have been from those fucking words.
Goddamn, Arze was smooth as shit when he wanted to be.
Or maybe he was always this smooth and I was finally able to witness it.
Too swiftly, and definitely much faster than I had been prepared for, he pulled his fingers from me and grabbed underneath my thighs to push my legs forward, exposing my prepped hole to him.
In a display so fucking naughty and twice as sexy, Arze leaned forward while still holding my legs and spat on my hole, an instant wet feeling swathing me.
Repositioning himself, Arze let go of my legs and I made the effort to keep my legs raised as he grabbed his dick and lined it up with my ass, his intentions painfully clear. He looked down at me with such tenderness but also a ravaged insatiableness that needed to be rectified.
A curt nod followed the glare we held. “Are you ready?”
Suddenly, I wasn’t sure that I was. I was blissfully overwhelmed, but my earlier words came back to me tenfold. I’d told Arze that I wanted him to fuck me hard, and clearly, he was poised to make my wish come true.
I nodded, giving him the go ahead. We’d waited long enough to be with each other this way.
I felt the initial pressure of him pressing the head of his dick against my hole.
I kept my winces to myself, knowing that it was only going to get easier.
We probably should have used lube or I could have asked him to at least get his dick spit-slicked to make it even easier.
But getting Arze this way, in a more primal, more urgent manner, was making my soul curdle with content.
The pressure built and subsided in tandem as the head of his dick slipped beyond my tight ring. His eyes, still burning welts of pleasure into my own irises, stayed locked on me as he started sliding forth slowly, easing the rest of his length inside me.
“You okay?”
“Yeah.” I affirmed again, a half-smile careening down my face. “Keep going.”
He took my permission in stride. It was only a handful of minutes, but soon he was fully housed in the pleasure of my body.
I closed my eyes when I felt his pelvis against the most vulnerable part of me, relishing in the feeling as my body adjusted to his intrusion.
This was completely different than the last time we’d had sex.
There was an animalistic nature attached to our prior tryst. This was more tender, more cautious.
I loved that, but I was determined to find a happy medium.
Because now that we were moments away from the full act finally happening again, I actually did want it hard.
“I’m good.” I said with my full chest, grinning from ear to ear. “Don’t break your promise all of the sudden.” Referencing my earlier words, I squinted my eyes for emphasis, hoping he could receive them how I intended.
The sexy scowl that followed told me that the message was received loud and clear.
Arze’s lips tilted in the form of a lazy smile, right around the time he started pulling his hips back.
His dick started to slide out of me, my body quaking from the painfully slow sensation.
He left the head in, and then I felt the shock to my system as he slammed the rest of his dick back with a heavy thrust that rattled me from the inside out.
I must have had a tight grimace that was easily readable on my face, because he chuckled, staying in place for a moment.
“You said hard, did you not?”
“Yeah,” I nodded, scoffing with a grin. “Yeah, I did.”
My world turned on its head as Arze started his tremor-inducing rhythm, pulling almost all the way out of my ass before smashing home.
I knew my ass was probably going to be sore in the morning with the sheer weight and strength of his pounding, but I couldn’t have given any less of a fuck.
I wanted Arze’s dick and I wanted it just. Like. This.
“You want more?”
His question caught me off guard, making me try and rummage through my senses so I could try and understand what he was talking about. His thrusts hadn’t wavered, but there was glint in his eye that couldn’t be denied.
“More?”
A smirk paired with a heady scoff came from him, one last thrust ending the assault his hips were giving me as he stayed fully inside my ass. “I’m about to show you another advantage to being with a tythwig.”
Confusion spread over my brows until I felt Arze’s cock inside of me grow.
His dick was fucking growing while he was already inside me.
I could feel his dick growing in length, filling me up even more than he already had been.
I shivered in pleasure, unable to voice how hot he was making me. Tythwig could grow their fucking limbs?
His dick stopped lengthening within me, and the cocky smile on his face was the sexiest thing I’d seen from him yet. “You were being so good for me, I figured you deserved a few more inches.”
And then he was back to slamming his now even longer cock back inside my body, claiming me harder and harder.
To be honest, the absolute railing he was giving me was mind-numbing.
I could barely form a coherent thought, much less manage anything about a low howl of delight from the enjoyment we were sharing.
Especially after he’d just made his dick bigger in the span of a few seconds.
I mean, how the fuck was I supposed to recover from that?
Minutes passed, turning into lapses of time that I could no longer manage. It wasn’t until I repeatedly felt like Arze’s dick was squashing a sensitive button inside me that I felt like I didn’t have much in me left to keep contained.
Arze grunted, but his pace didn’t lessen in the slightest. “Fuck, Krueger.” Sweat slid down from his jaw, landing on my chest. Was it weird that I wanted to lap up his sweat like it was water? My attention was divided from my thoughts as he spoke again. “You’re gripping my cock so fucking tight.”
“It feels so good, Arze.” I said, surprising myself that I could actually form a sentence while he was pounding me senseless. I wrapped a fist around my dick, earnestly jerking myself in tune with Arze’s thrusts.
“You love my cock, don’t you?” Fucking hell, not the dirty talk. I was going to come a hell of a lot faster if he was going to suddenly be verbal during our sex. “Such a beautiful little slut for me.”
Yep, definitely close to coming now. “Fuck yes,” I said out of breath, especially now that I was expending the extra energy to pump my own dick.
“I love getting fucked by your fat cock.” I made the effort to squeeze myself around his dick.
If he wanted to add dirty talk, I could also refuse to play fair and join him.
“Fuck,” He groaned, the cadence of his hips starting to quicken, picking up a speed that was starting to make the bed creak in frustration. “You’re gonna make me come.”
“Oh god,” I said in return, my balls feeling tight and taut as I felt the vibrating electricity of my impending orgasm.
He was ramming that sensitive spot inside me over and over at this rate and I was losing it.
“Don’t stop, Arze, don’t fucking stop!” He only increased his thrusts, pounding me so hard and with such razor-edged purpose.
Seconds were the only thing that would separate me from the elation of finding release.
Arze doubled his efforts, the sound of his pelvis pounding into my ass reverberating throughout the room and singeing my ears from the heat of our exchange.
I was just a heap of moans and whimpers, feeling like my insides were being electrocuted in the best way possible.
I could feel my climax coming up behind me and begging for me to let go.
“I’m gonna come!”
“Yes,” Arze hissed, his seductive slams into me still persisting. “Come for me.”
The proverbial dam broke, my yelps of bliss increasing in guttural feeling as well as in volume, being tossed around the room as I started to relish in the awareness of finally becoming undone.
My stomach caught my release, puddles of cum decorating my skin, mixing with the sweat of our bodies rutting together.
The look of delightful torture twisted Arze’s face while I rode out my orgasm.
“Fuck, I’m coming!”
Our groans crescendoed together as he came, filling me up with his sizable load.
Closing my eyes in glee, I felt the warmth of his efforts as he slammed into me in slower thrusts of increased strength.
The action of him filling me up and thrusting into me caused more cum to leak out of me, an aftershock of arousal making me suck in my bottom lip and bite it with a sense of utter completion.
Arze’s hips stopped, his dick ending its twitching inside me, flush against my ass with his pelvis yet again. He stared down at me, his orange eyes wild with a sense of paradise.
“Krueger,” He began, but he just leaned down, until our faces were mere inches from each other. “You are incredible.”
His lips covered mine, and we were kissing again.
I would have told him that I felt the exact same way about him, but I had all the time in the world to prove that to him.
At least, that’s what I decided to tell myself in that moment while our tongues connected and passed over each other with determined passion.
I wasn’t going to let the fact that I was leaving town in a mere couple of days ruin the moment we’d just shared.
Everything was us, and we were everything.
I wanted to live in the delusion that that was never going to change, or the fact that I wished on every single star currently hovering above us in the sky that there was some other resolution to what we’d been able to find in each other.
Even as he let his body fall on top of mine, not caring that my cum was sticking to both of us, the truth started to eat at me like a parasitic son of a bitch that I couldn’t get rid of.
I didn’t want to leave Phoebe.
I didn’t want to leave him.