Chapter 15 #5
Milo let out a broken noise that Rowan wanted to stitch into the fabric of his memory. It was so open, simultaneously vulnerable and trusting, while also full of pleasure. He was the one doing that to Milo. He was using creativity and conveniently placed clothing to bring them pleasure.
Taking a chance, he slid his hand down and around to Milo’s shirt covered waist, using his grip to slam Milo down onto the toy.
“Rowan!” Milo screamed, arching their back, causing their dick to leak precum all over their blouse, right where Rowan’s hand had just been.
“Stroke yourself, baby. I want you to come.”
Hopefully, before Rowan’s senses had time to catch up with everything that was happening and get overwhelmed, overstimulated, or otherwise panic.
His hawk, usually the first to announce they were not happy about a touch, seemed pleased as can be. He had added at least two new butt shimmies and a bob and weave maneuver to the end of his dance.
“Close—Rowan, I’m close,” Milo warned. They had somehow managed to wind their arm around the back of their leg and were frantically jacking themself off, pointing the tip of their dick away from Rowan.
“Come for me, mate,” Rowan growled, his hawk’s happy cry reverberating around the inside of his skull.
Milo moaned, arching out of Rowan’s grip to come all over their chest. Rowan sat back, but kept a firm hand on the dilator, allowing Milo to clench around it as they worked their way through their orgasm.
When they finally finished, their shirt was practically soaked with cum, and their legs and arms were shaking.
Gently, Rowan pulled the dilator free and then pushed off the bed, allowing Milo to release their legs with a loud huff.
He placed the used dilator next to the others before bending at the waist to hover over Milo.
He could feel the heat radiating off of them and smell the potent, sweet scent of their pleasure.
“Feel good, baby?”
“Mmm, s’ good,” Milo slurred, tipping their chin up to bring their mouth closer to Rowan’s. “Kiss?”
Rowan gave them what they wanted because it was exactly what he wanted, too. Milo didn’t try to grab him with their dirty hands. They just pressed their lips to his. When he traced their bottom lip with his tongue, they once again granted him entrance into their body.
“Thank you,” Rowan whispered.
Milo’s grin was so wide, Rowan had to pull back to see it all the way. “You’re welcome.”
He was about to lean in for another kiss when a thought occurred to him. “Wait, you brought a dildo…in your work backpack?”
Milo blinked up at him, somehow the picture of innocence, even as they lay spread out and completely debauched on Rowan’s bed. “Well, I gift wrapped it, so it wouldn’t look suspicious. The dilator case looks like any old technology case, and the dildo is a present!”
“For yourself,” Rowan said.
Milo grinned even wider. “Exactly!”
Rowan’s hawk kee-awwed, but Rowan didn’t need the nudge. “Is it an extra one? Do you want to leave it here?”
“It is new,” Milo said, averting their gaze down to Rowan’s chest. “I, uh, tried to guess what your dimensions might be and bought one that should be around the same size. It also…knots.”
“Oh, wow,” Rowan said, standing up from his awkward bent-over position. “That’s…very thorough.”
“I’ve always wanted to try a knotting dildo,” Milo said, stretching their arms up above their head, creating a very pretty picture of sex and decadence on Rowan’s bed.
“I wasn’t sure if knotting was something you liked doing, and I don’t want you to feel pressured, so I thought I would just solve my own problem. ”
Solve Rowan’s problem, more like.
Something must have shown on Rowan’s face because Milo scrambled up into a seated position.
“I can return it if that makes you uncomfortable, though. I just thought it might be fun to play with together, but it’s not, like, to replace you or one up you or anything.
I just think that while toys are fine when I’m alone, they’re really fun with a partner.
I’m down to try anything and everything you’re up for, but only if you think it’s fun, too. ”
Rowan’s head was beginning to spin as his hawk hopped around, somehow still bobbing his head while doing so.
“I think it could be fun?” he said, because the idea of knotting Milo was fun, even if it was only with a dildo.
They’d look so pretty, stuck on his knot or the toy’s knot.
They were always on the move, bouncing and flitting around.
What would it be like to pin them down and just…
be with them? They could kiss, or talk, or just lie together.
“Why don’t you bring it to the cabin this weekend? ”
Milo shot off the bed like a rocket. “Oh my gods, yes! What a perfect idea! We’re going to have so much fun. We can read, eat, play games, and definitely try out some more toys. I have so many ideas!” they said as they scurried into the bathroom, presumably to clean off.
Rowan looked over the pile of used dilators, as well as the three that had rolled across his floor. It definitely wasn’t how he had envisioned their third date going.
It was somehow so much better.