Chapter 18
KORMAC
Valance stood up, water cascading down his slender body in a glistening waterfall.
His cock was firm, right there, and ready for the taking.
He pushed his fingers through his hair, pulling it back, holding it there.
He watched me watch him, a wicked smile bringing even more beauty to his already magnificent features.
“I think there is more we can do to warm you up,” he intoned, his voice rich with sexual promise.
A pleasurable growl rumbled in my chest. “You know me so well.”
My inhibitions were down, my soul free of the bond that’d held us together for so long.
This was me and him, no magic, just two men feasting their eyes on each other.
And Valance was the most bountiful feast in Faerie.
Tales of his beauty traveled the realm, fed the lusts of men and women alike.
And he was here with me, fruit waiting to be plucked from the tree.
I stood up, exposing my body to him, the firmness between my legs pointed at him. He smiled, releasing his hair. It cascaded across his shoulders as silver silk. He stepped forward, excitement rising in my chest at his movement.
“Look at you,” he said.
He placed his hand on my chest, curling a tuft of my chest hair with his little finger, licking his delicious lips as he did.
Heat rushed from the tip of my shaft to my balls, then back again. Primed, ready for whatever came next.
I breathed in deeply, the anticipation an incredible cocoon forming around us. Our cocks were close to touching, the tips mere inches apart.
As much as I wanted to take him, throw him down and spread his ass wide, drive my cock as deep as it would go, I restrained myself. I wanted every touch, every second to count. To surrender to our bodies, let them take us to where we both wanted to go.
I licked my lips as he stepped closer, his cock bumping mine.
“They meet again,” he said.
I chuckled at the stupidity of his comment. “Silly.”
“Sometimes I like to be silly.”
He touched me, his palm kissing my chest, his fingers splayed. I shivered under his soft skin there, his fingers teasing more of my chest hair.
Our cocks twitched together, rubbing with gentle friction.
I took him by the back of the neck, stepping even closer until our bodies were almost flush together. He moaned, pushing into my touch. With my other hand, I slid my way to his pert buttocks, claiming myself a hearty handful.
He laughed at my squeeze, gnawing on his bottom lip.
My desire flared, the need to do more than touch on the verge of taking over. But I massaged his neck, his ass cheek, enjoying his moans, how his hand slowly moved down to my stomach with the promise of moving lower.
“Oh, Kormac…” he breathed.
I pulled him in for a kiss, our lips clashing with exquisite, sudden fury. My tongue forced its way into his mouth. He nipped my lip gently, driving me wild. I kissed him harder, taking control. Crushing myself to him, both hands on his ass.
He liked me to dominate him.
“Yes…” he breathed into me.
Blistering, lips practically bruising as they wrestled. Devouring, pushing so much heat into my balls and cock. My shaft rubbed harder against his, our groins grinding together in a frenzied dance.
I had to take him.
I had to fuck him.
I ran a finger between his ass cheeks, remembering the warmth of that place. A nice crevice for my fingers, a better one for my cock.
He broke the kiss, pulling back. He cupped my balls.
I gasped as he tugged.
“Are they heavy with seed?” he asked.
A surprising question but one with an easy answer. “You know they are.”
He tugged some more, taking my cock in his other hand. He rolled the skin back, moaning. “It does this inside, doesn’t it? Exposes that wonderful head as you thrust back and forth.” He rolled his thumb over the sensitive flesh, sending a shudder to my toes and back again.
“Gods…”
“Do you like that, Kormac?”
“So much.”
“Better inside?”
“Yes…”
“Do you want to be inside me?”
“Ah…”
“Mmmm… I like this leaking stickiness.”
“Ah…” From my balls to the head of my cock, he stole my ability to speak with his teasing. Even my asshole contracted.
“So much of it.” He released my cock, bringing his fingers to his lips. Licked the sticky liquid from the tips.
“Fuck.”
He returned his hand. “You taste incredible.”
“Ah…”
He released me again, this time reaching behind him. “Mmmm… Why don’t you… Mmmm…. Why don’t you fuck me right now?” He followed that last part with a growl.
It was the boot to kick down the door and jump into pure, raging lust.
A growl of my own burst from my throat. I grabbed him, pulling him up onto my hips. He wrapped his legs around me in servitude, immediately understanding. He might hold this new strength, but I still had mine. He remained light, a flower in my brutish hands.
A diamond flower.
“Yes!” he cried as I positioned my cock to his asshole. “Fuck me.”
I spat on my fingers, using it as a lubricant. Slicking my cock, I kissed him, balls throbbing.
He locked his hands behind my neck, wiggling against my cock, his own hardness rubbing against me. I felt stickiness leak onto my skin.
I kissed him for it.
“Kormac…”
I thrust into him, my cock curving round as it filled him.
“Yes…”
I held him by the hips and pumped, my rhythm fast and needful from the outset. The softness was over, the time for pounding upon us. He moaned, tilting his head back, his hair a wet, silken curtain hanging behind him.
This wasn’t enough. I needed to be deeper.
I twirled him around me, my cock popping out.
I lowered him to hang over the edge of the pool.
He looked back, his hair falling across his face.
Watching me enter him again. With one foot on the ledge beneath the water, the other on the pool floor, I drove into him again, fingers digging into his hips.
Flesh slapped water and flesh, the rose-scented bath spraying droplets into my face, all up his back.
I spanked him, growling. “You feel so fucking good.”
“So do you…” he gasped.
I fucked him harder, slapped his backside until his moonlight skin flushed red. Pounding, pounding, pounding, his muscles tightening around my cock.
“Oh, yes! I’m…” He cried out his orgasm, criminally hidden beneath the water. But enough to drive me to the point of no return.
“Fuck, Valance! Fuck!”
It started in my balls, rising to the root of my cock, exploding up my shaft. I released myself into him, shuddering, toes curling, body slumping forward as the heat bloomed.
“Oh, fuck!”
“Oh, yes…” he responded. “Oh, yes…”
Valance pushed me back, a pop ringing underwater as my cock left him. He came at me, almost sending me to my ass as cum continued to leak from the end of my cock, my legs weak from pleasure.
He kissed me, hands in my hair.
“Valance…” I tried. “I need to…” He grabbed my cock, smearing cum into his palm. It hurt from over-sensitivity but felt so good.
“Valance…”
“Fuck me again.”
“But—”
“Take a moment and fuck me again.” He kissed me, releasing my cock.
I held him, kissing him right back, joined with him there in the magical shack, standing in the never-cooling water.
It didn’t take long for me to recover, for us to fuck again. This time on the bed, his hair twisted in my hand, his back arched as I pounded the pleasure out of him.
I got to see it explode all over the bed sheets.
A truly beautiful sight.
We lay curled up together, naked beneath the sheets. He stroked my face. I ran my fingers up and down his smooth back.
“That was wonderful,” he said.
“Absolutely.”
“My body feels so good.”
“Not worn out?” I wondered.
“Tired and happy.”
“You’re welcome.”
Valance and I in bed together, drifting in the new, strange waters of our relationship.
Now the euphoria began to fade, a sense of unease came over me.
This wouldn’t last. Something or someone would upset this sensation.
A vicious world waited outside these log walls, so it was up to us to enjoy these moments for as long as possible.
“I don’t want to leave here,” he said with a yawn.
“Neither do I.”
As nice as this was, what did it mean for us now? Where did we go from here?
Try not to spoil it with thinking.
I decided to listen to myself, pulling him closer. He curled a leg around me, wiggling close so our groins touched. But we didn’t fuck again. Instead, we held each other into sleep, drifting away into a dreamless, happy place.