Chapter 20 Ash
Ash
My lips were crushed against Silver’s as he fumbled with the lock, my hands already wandering under his shirt.
I heard a soft click and the door gave way, the pair of us crashing into our dorm room.
We stumbled to the bed like we were drunk.
But in truth, neither of us had drank hardly at all.
It was just the buzz of the party and the slow grinding heat we’d built all night on the dance floor pushing us forward.
I grabbed Silver by front of his shirt and pushed him up against the wall. He let out a shocked gasp, but he melted into my touch, my lips already on his again. He’d been teasing me for hours now and I wanted him so fucking bad I could taste it.
“I like it when you’re rough,” he whispered between kisses. “It’s so fucking hot.”
I growled low in my throat, pressing my body harder against his. “Then I’ll be as rough as you want.”
My hands slid up under his shirt, feeling the hard planes of his stomach, the definition of his chest. Silver’s breath hitched as my fingers found his nipples, rolling them between my fingertips. His purple skin was hot beneath my touch, and I could feel his heart racing.
“Ash,” he moaned, his head falling back against the wall. “Fuck...”
“This is what you get for teasing me all night,” I said, my voice coming out rougher than I intended. “Everyone was watching you, wanting you. But you’re mine.”
“Yes,” he agreed breathlessly, his silver eyes dark with lust. “I belong to you.”
I yanked his shirt over his head, throwing it somewhere behind me.
My shadows were already swirling wildly around us, responding to the heat building between our bodies.
The silver cuffs on my wrists grew warm, but I barely noticed.
All I could focus on was Silver. I loved the way his chest heaved with each breath, the way his muscles flexed as I touched him, and the way he looked at me like I was the only person in the entire world.
My lips found his neck, sucking hard enough to leave a mark. Silver’s hands fisted in my hair, holding me there as I worked my way down his throat to his collarbone.
“Strip,” I commanded, pulling back to look at him. “Now.”
His eyes widened slightly at my tone, but I saw the way his cock twitched in his jeans. He liked this version of me—the one who took what he wanted, who wasn’t afraid to be demanding.
Silver’s hands moved to his belt, but I grabbed his wrists, stopping him.
“Slower,” I said. “I want to watch.”
He swallowed hard, his throat bobbing, then started again. This time he moved deliberately, unbuckling his belt with agonizing slowness, popping the button of his jeans one-handed. When he finally pushed them down along with his boxers, his cock sprang free, already hard and leaking.
“Good,” I praised, and I watched him shiver at the word. “Now get on the bed.”
Silver moved to obey, but I could see the question in his eyes. We’d done this before, but never like this. Never with me fully in control.
He climbed onto the bed, looking back at me over his shoulder. “What do you want me to do?”
I was already stripping off my own clothes, my hands shaking slightly with anticipation. “I want you on your hands and knees,” I said. “And then I want you to beg me to eat your ass.”
Silver’s whole body shuddered, his cock visibly throbbing at my words. “Ash...”
“Do it,” I commanded, climbing onto the bed behind him.
He shifted into position, presenting himself to me without hesitation.
It was clear from the way he moved, the way he arched his back, that he’d been wanting this for some time.
And I was getting curious what it was like to be the top in this situation.
Silver’s cock was great, but I wanted to know what his ass felt like wrapped around my dick.
“Please,” Silver breathed, his voice already wrecked with need. “Please, Ash. I need your mouth on me. I need you to eat my ass.”
My cock throbbed at his words, at the desperation in his tone. I’d never heard him like this before—so needy, so willing to submit. It made something primal surge inside me.
I ran my hands up his thighs, feeling the muscle tremble beneath my touch. My shadows wrapped around his legs, holding them spread as I leaned forward. Silver’s hole was right there in front of me, and I could see it clench in anticipation.
“You want this?” I asked, letting my breath ghost over his sensitive skin.
“Yes,” he gasped. “Fuck, yes. Please.”
I didn’t make him wait any longer. I pressed my tongue flat against his hole, licking a long stripe that had him crying out and pushing back against my face. He tasted like salt and sweat from dancing all night. But there was something about it that made my head spin.
I gripped his ass cheeks, spreading him wider as I worked my tongue against him. Silver was moaning constantly now, a stream of curses and pleas falling from his lips. I tried to recall the ways he’d worked his tongue while doing this to me.
“More,” he begged. “Ash, please, more.”
I pushed my tongue inside him, feeling him clench around the intrusion. His whole body shuddered, his arms nearly giving out. I reached around to wrap my hand around his cock, stroking him in time with my tongue.
“Oh fuck,” Silver groaned, his voice breaking. “I can’t—that’s so fucking good—”
I worked him like that for several minutes, alternating between fucking him with my tongue and circling his rim. My jaw was starting to ache, but I didn’t care. The sounds he was making, the way his body responded to every touch… it was intoxicating.
Finally, I pulled back, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. Silver looked back at me over his shoulder, his silver eyes glazed with lust.
“Please fuck me,” he said, and there was no pride left in his voice, just pure lust. “I need you inside me. Now.”
I grabbed the lube from the nightstand, slicking up my fingers. I pushed one inside him easily thanks to the tongue fucking and quickly added a second. Silver pushed back against my hand, fucking himself on my fingers with shameless abandon.
“Desperate, huh?” I asked, adding a third finger. “Look at you, begging for more. You really want my cock, don’t you?”
“Yes,” he gasped. “Gods yes.”
I couldn’t hold back anymore. I withdrew my fingers and lined my cock up with his entrance, the head pressing against his slick hole.
My shadows were going wild around us, wrapping around Silver’s wrists and ankles like living restraints.
The silver cuffs on my wrists burned hot, struggling to contain the surge of magic that came with my arousal.
“Ready?” I asked, though my voice came out strained. I was barely holding on to my control.
“Do it,” Silver commanded. “Fuck me, Ash.”
I pushed forward slowly, feeling his body resist the intrusion before gradually opening up for me. The heat was incredible, the tight pressure around my cock making my head spin. I had to pause halfway, breathing hard, trying not to lose it right then and there.
“Keep going,” Silver urged, pushing back against me. “I can take it all.”
I gripped his hips hard enough to bruise and pushed the rest of the way in.
We both groaned as I bottomed out, my hips flush against his ass.
Being inside him like this felt different than when he’d fucked me.
It was just as intense, but in a totally different way.
Not to mention the power trip of having the academy’s most popular jock begging for me to fuck him.
He was the guy everyone wanted. But now he was mine.
“Fuck me,” Silver demanded, and I could hear the desperation in his voice. “Please, Ash. Don’t hold back.”
I pulled back slowly, watching my cock slide out of him before slamming back in. Silver cried out, his back arching as I set a brutal pace. There was nothing gentle about it. I felt a raw need and an overwhelming urge to claim him completely.
My shadows wrapped tighter around him, holding him in place as I fucked into him.
The sounds filling the room were obscene—my balls slapping against his ass, Silver’s moans, my own breathing.
My fingers dug into his hips as I angled my thrusts, searching for that spot inside him that would send him over the edge.
When I found it, Silver’s entire body jolted forward, a strangled cry tearing from his throat.
“There,” he gasped. “Right there, fuck—”
I aimed for that spot with every thrust, watching the way his arms trembled as he tried to hold himself up. His cock was leaking steadily onto the sheets beneath us, untouched but clearly close to the edge.
“Touch yourself,” I commanded, my voice rough. “I want to watch you stroke your cock while I fuck you.”
Silver obeyed immediately, one hand wrapping around his length. The sight of him pleasuring himself while I pounded into him was almost too much. My shadows darkened the entire room until I could barely see, responding to the intensity of what I was feeling.
“I’m close,” Silver warned, his voice breaking. “Ash, I’m gonna—”
“Not yet,” I growled, slowing my pace just enough to pull him back from the edge. “You don’t cum until I say so.”
He whimpered, a sound I’d never heard him make before. His hand stilled on his cock, trembling with the effort of holding back.
“That’s it,” I praised, leaning over him to press kisses along his spine. “You’re so beautiful like this.”
I started moving again, harder this time, chasing my own release. Every thrust sent pleasure shooting up my spine, and I could feel my orgasm building at the base of my cock. The silver cuffs were burning against my wrists now, barely containing the surge of magic that wanted to explode outward.
“Please,” Silver begged, his whole body shaking. “Ash, please let me cum. I need it so bad.”
“Cum for me,” I commanded, my rhythm becoming erratic. “Now.”
Silver’s hand flew over his cock, and within seconds he was crying out, his body clenching around me as he came hard across the sheets.
The sensation of his ass tightening around my cock pushed me over the edge.
I buried myself deep inside him, groaning as my orgasm crashed through me with devastating intensity.
My shadows exploded outward, filling every corner of the room and beyond.
I heard glass shatter somewhere—good thing I’d learned a repairing spell—and distantly registered the sound of our door rattling on its hinges.
But I couldn’t bring myself to care. Not when wave after wave of pleasure was rolling through me, not when Silver was gasping beneath me, not when I was pumping him full of my cum in the most perfect way.
I collapsed on top of him, both of us trembling and gasping for breath. My shadows gradually receded, though they remained more active than usual, swirling lazily around us like they were satisfied with what we’d done.
“Holy shit,” Silver breathed, his voice wrecked. “Holy shit...”
“Yeah,” I agreed, not having the words either.
I carefully pulled out of him, watching as he winced slightly at the loss. I grabbed the towel we kept by the bed and cleaned us both up, my hands gentle now in contrast to how rough I’d been moments before.
When I finished, I pulled Silver into my arms, his back against my chest. He melted into me immediately, his breathing starting to even out.
“You okay?” I asked softly, pressing a kiss to his shoulder.
“More than okay,” he murmured. “That was incredible. You were incredible.”
I felt my cheeks heat at the praise. “I wasn’t too rough?”
“No.” He turned his head to look at me, his silver eyes warm. “It was perfect. I haven’t had that in a long time, and I forgot how much I missed it.”
I held him tighter, burying my face in his white hair.
My heart was so full it felt like it might burst. This was everything I’d never known I wanted.
I loved this closeness, this connection, this feeling of belonging to someone completely, and the fact that I knew I could trust him with anything. Silver would never hurt me.
“I love you,” I whispered against his neck, the words feeling more and more wonderful each time I said them.
Silver smiled, pulling me tight against him. “I love you too, Ash.”