Light And Shadow #2
He almost laughed. Not to make fun of Declan, but just how his Shadow was learning him just as he had learned the glamour spell that afternoon.
Then his laughter turned to actual, audible moans as Declan leaned in and licked his nipple.
His reaction caused Declan to lick his nipple again then lightly suck on his nipple.
Aquilan squirmed and his hands went around Declan.
The rasp of those fangs had his fingers digging into Declan’s back.
Declan hummed appreciatively around his sensitive nipple.
I should be paying attention to his wants and needs! I–
But again the short-circuiting happened as Declan kissed a line across his chest to give the left nub the same treatment as the right.
His right nipple was coated in saliva, which cooled in the night breeze causing it to bead tighter.
His hips jerked. Drops of precum sprinkled his belly.
Declan saw those and immediately chased after them with his agile, clever tongue.
Aquilan’s hands dragged up Declan’s back and into his hair.
That starlight-colored hair! It was magical all in of itself.
He held onto it as his arousal threatened to crest even though he hadn’t been touched, let alone had Declan inside of him.
Declan’s tongue swirled around his belly button where a droplet of his precum had landed.
Like a cat, he lapped up the opalescent drop.
Aquilan craned his neck to catch a glimpse of Declan’s face.
Did he like the taste? Many didn’t. But he always had.
He needed to know if his Shadow did so that he didn’t encourage something that Declan didn’t like.
Declan’s red eyes were almost completely shut.
Only a sliver of red, black and white could be seen.
His red eyes were glowing like fires in the dark.
Again, magical just like his hair. The hair and eyes of the Kindreth were spoken of as if they were evil things in and of themselves.
Things that separated these elves from the Aravae.
But seeing them up close made Aquilan think that this difference just made the Kindreth that much more amazing than the rest of them. Not evil. But better.
Declan dipped down and tasted another drop. He swallowed and licked his lips. He could not read his Shadow’s expression. He wanted to say something. Let Declan know that if he didn’t like the taste that was okay! A lot of people didn’t and–
Declan licked the head of Aquilan’s cock.
His tongue lathed the top of it, concentrating on the slit where more precum welled.
Aquilan almost lost complete control of his hips and nearly thrust his cock down Declan’s throat.
But his own forcing of his hips down and Declan’s powerful hands on them meant that all was well.
He let out a keening moan. He saw Declan’s eyes flash up to his face once more. Again, noting.
Declan licked and kissed down the length of his cock.
Aquilan was making these needy, breathy, grunting noises as Declan expertly touched him.
Was Vex giving his son subconscious pointers?
He, again, almost laughed out loud at the thought.
But he didn’t care. This was his Shadow touching him, kissing him, licking him, fellating him and it was glorious.
Declan got to his balls and nuzzled them.
His Shadow took in a deep breath of Aquilan’s musk.
While he had showered and was clean, he had walked and sweated and eaten and–Declan took one of his balls into his mouth.
Aquilan nearly levitated off the conjured bed.
His Shadow sucked hard on one ball and then the other.
He scrabbled at Declan’s shoulders. His fingernails left marks on that pale as moonlight skin.
Declan moved up into his touches as if seeking that anchoring pain.
How is he still in control?! How am I not? AH!
Declan’s hands were on the back sides of his thighs and he was pushing them up, rolling Aquilan back, so that he could access…
Yes, Declan was going there. He was going to eat Aquilan out to prepare him.
This was what his father had left in his mind?
Not lubricant?! Not that he was complaining but what if Declan didn’t like his taste or the experience?
This was Declan’s first time and it should be–He heard something.
There was a bottle of lubricant. He smelled its rich, earthy scent. Declan had gotten it out.
There was a moment of disappointment that he wouldn’t feel Declan’s tongue in his ass. But that was wiped out as he realized Declan wasn’t moving his mouth. He was just getting prepared for step two…
Aquilan grasped hold of his own legs, holding them up, so that Declan’s hands were free for whatever he chose to do with them. And he chose to use those clever fingers to spread Aquilan’s ass cheeks. He drew in a breath as he waited for that first tentative lick of his anus.
And there it was.
He shivered. Heat ran from his ass to his cock and then up to his heart.
Those tender licks went all along his crack up to the balls.
He kissed over Aquilan’s perineum before diving back in to swirl his tongue around the tight pink muscle.
Sweat broke out across Aquilan’s upper lip and hairline as he was ignited by these acts.
Declan formed a seal around his ass with his tongue and then slowly pushed inside.
He shivered. Sweat trailed down his temples.
Once that tongue was fully inside, he felt Declan move it and his cock jerked and bounced.
Aquilan curled a hand around the base of it and squeezed.
He did not want to cum yet. Not until Declan was inside of him.
Though it might relax him, he wanted this first time to be when they were connected physically.
He could see the top of Declan’s head moving as the young man licked, bit, and thrust that tongue into him.
His cock ached. Sweat now slid down his spine and soaked the sheets.
It was taking all of his self-control not to drag Declan up his body and force the young man to penetrate him.
This was truly a pleasurable torture in the best way.
Then Declan’s fingers were at his opening.
They were slick with the lubricant. That erotic scent filled the air once more as Declan must have coated his hands at some point.
He hadn’t seen him reach for it. Had he levitated it over?
Maybe Vex had left instructions on how to do that as well in his son’s brain.
Use your hands for better things, Rahven! He imagined Vex cheerily telling his son.
It was such a contrast to all the dark tales of the Night King. Yet he had been a protective, loving parent that night. Both giving Declan what he wanted–the bed–but also what he needed–the advice and his presence. Well, sort of what he needed. For a time.
But then all thoughts of Vex vanished as Declan’s first finger penetrated him.
It slid easily into his back passage. The lubricant was slick and Declan’s tongue had done its job.
Declan eased it in and out of his body. He felt the young man’s eyes upon him and, sure enough, when he glanced down at his Shadow between his thighs, Declan’s red eyes glowed up at him.
“So good,” he whispered, answering the question that Declan did not need to ask.
A nod and then a second finger that had Aquilan arching up and gasping. His mouth went wide. His eyes shut. His body offered to the sky.
Both fingers moved within him. Delving deep before pulling out. Declan spread them as he moved them out from him, stretching him for something more substantive. His cock felt like it was on fire. Blood filled it. A bare breeze could cause him to cum.
Not yet. Not yet. Not yet.
A third finger slid home and he let out keening cries. His body once more offered itself to the sky. To the moon and stars. And Declan was suddenly crawling up his body. His fingers were still inside of Aquilan, but he was there.
Their mouths fused together in a kiss.
He could taste himself on Declan’s lips and tongue. It was an erotic sharing of his inner body. He chased the taste of himself, wanting to experience this with Declan too in time. Those three fingers speared deep inside and spread apart as Declan moved them out once more.
“I cannot… cannot wait…” He breathed into Declan’s mouth in between those desperate kisses.
A nod.
The red in Declan’s eyes was now only a thin ring around an ocean of black pupils.
Blown wide with desire. Aquilan could see himself reflected in them.
Truly dark pools of desire and mystery. He imagined diving into them like one would those impossibly deep lakes in the Under Dark. Embraced by silken water.