Chapter 36 #2
“I—Ah,” Ollie cut off with a hiss, the sound tangling with Noble’s as the head of his dick popped past the man’s tight ring. The moans continued as the witch slid fully down, surrounding his cock with an almost-too-tight heat.
Pressing his hands to Noble’s chest, Ollie sat there with his legs parted over Noble’s thighs, while he braced his feet on the bed. With this cute, but stern expression, the witch said, “I worked hard, so it’s my turn to play! Complaints?”
Struggling not to smile, he slid his hands up the man’s thighs and settled them lightly on Ollie’s hips, as he thickly drawled, “None at all, Baby. Play away.”
Ollie licked his slightly swollen lips, and gazed at him silently for a moment, as he adjusted to his size. Noble’s skin heated under the witch’s trailing gaze, his cock throbbing painfully as the man clenched and unclenched around him.
Soon enough, that moment of stillness passed and Ollie began to rock on his prick, rotating his hips slightly as he did. Groaning at the feeling of the witch moving against him, he tried to stay still as the man continued.
“Fuck,” he barked in pleasure. His grip tightened on Ollie’s hips when he started to really bounce on his cock, and the sound of the man’s ass slapping against his thighs grew louder, filling the room.
“So good,” Ollie whined breathily. “Burn—ah—feels so good!”
The feeling of his heat surrounding him, paired with the view of Ollie riding him, with his cock bobbing, his body clearly trembling with need and pleasure as sweat beaded on his skin, was enough to make Noble’s head spin.
It was too much for him to stay still for long, that was for sure.
And when Ollie slammed himself back down again, this time, he didn’t.
Noble thrust up into the witch, using his hold on his hips.
Ollie cried out, and his body seemed to tremble even more for a moment. The man’s pace slowed for a beat, then he ramped back up faster than before. The witch's sounds of pleasure grew louder as he continued to fuck up into him.
Noble felt his climax building, coming on fast. With no interest in slowing it down, he started thrusting harder, bringing tears to the witch’s eyes, while Ollie continued to moan in ecstasy.
Their pace quickly became frantic and erratic, and Ollie was the first to find his release. The man screamed, “Oh, God, oh, God,” as he finally came while bouncing on his cock, the witch’s prick spurting cum over them both as he did.
The witch’s spasming heat clenching around him again and again was enough to drag him over the edge, and Noble let out a low guttural growl as he came only seconds later.
He continued to thrust into Ollie’s ass, trying to drive his cum deeper inside, only slowing to a stop when the witch did.
Panting slightly, with sweat dripping down his brow, Noble ran a hand over one of Ollie’s trembling thighs. His body continued to shake when he spurted a few more dollops of cum inside, as the witch sagged there breathlessly. “Felt so good, Baby.”
The man smiled weakly on hearing that, only for Noble to grunt as the witch winced when his softened prick slipped free.
Sagging further against Noble, Ollie felt his boyfriend’s chest rise and fall heavily with each deep, uneven breath. His own breathing shaky and gasping, he laid there until he’d built up enough energy to flop over onto his back, rolling off the man onto the bed.
Ollie laid there panting, unmoving, for even longer than he spent sitting on Noble’s lap, before finally managing to rasp, “Tired.” Only seconds later, when he felt a drop of cum drip from his ass, with a whine, he added, “Ugh, I need another shower.”
Noble leaned down and pressed a kiss to his shoulder. “Sorry, Baby. How about I help this time?”
“If ‘help’ means you do all the work and I don’t move, then yes, you can.”
“I’m ready when you are,” the man chuckled.
“Pick me up in five minutes. So like, when my heart doesn’t feel as if it’s going to beat out of my chest.”
“Roger that.”
Ollie took a deep breath, his gaze trailing around Noble’s bedroom—from the wooden wall across from the bed, which held a large stone fireplace, to the high, exposed wooden-beam ceiling, to the dressers around the room, and trunk at the foot of the bed—trying to relax, but frowned as he noticed something. “Where’s your pendant?”
“My pendant?” Noble repeated slowly.
“The antique necklace that used to be displayed on your dresser?”
“Ah, I stored it.”
Ollie would have asked why if he wasn’t so tired, and starting to feel icky as the sweat and other fluids on him were drying. But as he was, in fact, both of those things, he instead held his arms straight up in the air, and pouted. “Clean me, please.”
“As you wish, Baby.”
Tick. Tick. Tick.
Jahla’s eyes snapped open as the repetitive sound reached her ears, frowning when she found herself standing and staring out into pure darkness, the original ticking noise growing louder while more joined in.
Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick.
But the darkness didn’t last long, as seconds later, the walls around her dimly lit up. Jahla’s eyes widened as she looked all around at the hundreds of variously sized antique framed paintings on the walls, surrounded by endless old clocks, making the source of the ticking clear.
Tick! Tick! Tick! Tick!
The subjects of the artworks were completely unidentifiable, as if someone had smeared the still-drying paint as much as possible, leaving only spots of unclear detail behind. At least, that was true for all except one.
TICK! TICK! TICK! TICK!
The largest painting, centered on the wall in front of her, was clear and detailed…
and of Ollie smiling. Staring up at her friend, her brow furrowed when the ticking around her grew louder, as if more clocks had wound up on their own.
While the original ticking continued to stand out, seeming to be the loudest of all as it appeared to speed up.
TICK, TICK, TICK, TICK!
She took a stumbled step back, covering her ears as the loudest clock went off, the ringing seeming to vibrate through her very bones.
Jahla jerked up in bed with a gasp. Staring into the darkness, her ears were ringing, and a fine tremble continued through her body, as if she still felt the vibrations of the clocks. “What…the fuck…?”
Taking a shaky deep breath, she swallowed hard before laying back down and closing her eyes again, softly saying, “Nothing… It was…nothing…”