Re: Saren/Nihlus - Come Down From the Mountain - 7/8
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July 17 2013, 11:22:38 UTC
Nihlus knelt at the edge of the bed between Saren's legs, and bowed his head to lick teasingly at the seam between Saren's plates. Saren stiffened, covering his face with his hands, then slowly relaxed and made a trill that ended in a low moan. He tasted like metal; not surprising, and Nihlus felt his own plates starting to loosen. Saren's plates spread further under his teasing, then slipped apart entirely, and Nihlus drew his head back and reached up to coax Saren's revealed cock into full hardness with his hands.
"Like that?"
"Spirits, yes," Saren gasped.
He was starting to harden in Nihlus's grip; he almost felt hot to the touch, and Nihlus could feel his heartbeat when he squeezed the base of Saren's cock.
"Mhm, do that again~"
Nihlus did, clicking a mandible in amusement when Saren's hips jerked up against him. "Easy, don't want to go off too soon."
"I'm not a teenager, Nihlus."
Nihlus laughed, and released Saren, fishing around the bottle of lube on the floor. "We'll, since you're not a blushing virgin, I guess we can move on, right?"
Saren nodded. "Hurry up."
"Patience," Nihlus said, uncapping the bottle and pouring a generous amount into his hand. "Spread your legs a bit, and ... um, lift your ass."
Saren did so, and Nihlus moved to settle between his legs again, one hand wrapping around Saren's cock while the other teased between his plates. Saren hissed when Nihlus slipped a finger into him, tensing, and this time he didn't relax immediately.
"Feels wierd, I know," Nihlus said. "But try and relax."
"I'll ... try."
The older turian gasped appreciately, tearing holes in the sheets with his talons, when Nihlus's fingers brushed his prostate. Nihlus smirked, and crooked his fingers inside Saren, teasing him until Saren was arching his back. Then he slowly withdrew, leaving Saren panting with need.
Nihlus nudged his thigh. "Hey, ready?"
"Mhm, just fuck me already."
"Okay, but relax when I'm in you," Nihlus warned, pouring some more lube into his hand before recapping the bottle and tossing it aside. He'd slipped out of his own plates while preparing Saren, and while turians produced plenty of natural lubricant, Nihlus wasn't going to take any chances; he grapsed his own cock and coated it with lubricant before settling between Saren's legs. "Relax," he reminded him, then rocked forward.
"Nhn," Saren groaned as Nihlus slipped into him; Nihlus could feel Saren tense around him, and his eyes flickered shut as he tried to concentrate on relaxing. Nihlus inched forward, watching Saren's face carefully, but Saren never gave any indication that it hurt.
"You okay?" Nihlus asked.
"Mhm, fine. Just ... move, please."
Nihlus was glad to comply; he pulled out and slowly, teasingly pushed back into Saren. The angle wasn't perfect, so he hooked his arms under Saren's knees and pulled, rolling Saren more fully onto his back. The other turian growled as Nihlus's cock shifted inside him, but Nihlus could hear hazy, pleasured tones in his subvocals.
"Good?"
Saren braced himself on his elbows before nodding. Nihlus leaned forward, splaying his hand on Saren's torso before driving in more forcefully, drawing a yelp from Saren. He didn't seem to mind the roughness; his subvocals hitched when Nihlus drove into him again, and then he gave up all pretense of control, threw back his head and moaned, long and loud and primal.
Spirits, that was hot.
Nihlus nipped at Saren's exposed neck, keeping up the pace he'd set. Saren's eyes had gone wide and hazy, and his mandibles splayed wide as he panted breathlessly. Nihlus dropped his free hand to grasp Saren's cock, stroking him arrhythmically. Saren's breath hitched, then he growled and jerked his hips upwards, coming into Nihlus's hand.
"Nnnnh, spirits," he gasped, and his elbows went out. He collapsed on his back, head turned to the side to avoid digging his fringe painfully into the mattress.
"Like that?"
"Spirits, yes," Saren gasped.
He was starting to harden in Nihlus's grip; he almost felt hot to the touch, and Nihlus could feel his heartbeat when he squeezed the base of Saren's cock.
"Mhm, do that again~"
Nihlus did, clicking a mandible in amusement when Saren's hips jerked up against him. "Easy, don't want to go off too soon."
"I'm not a teenager, Nihlus."
Nihlus laughed, and released Saren, fishing around the bottle of lube on the floor. "We'll, since you're not a blushing virgin, I guess we can move on, right?"
Saren nodded. "Hurry up."
"Patience," Nihlus said, uncapping the bottle and pouring a generous amount into his hand. "Spread your legs a bit, and ... um, lift your ass."
Saren did so, and Nihlus moved to settle between his legs again, one hand wrapping around Saren's cock while the other teased between his plates. Saren hissed when Nihlus slipped a finger into him, tensing, and this time he didn't relax immediately.
"Feels wierd, I know," Nihlus said. "But try and relax."
"I'll ... try."
The older turian gasped appreciately, tearing holes in the sheets with his talons, when Nihlus's fingers brushed his prostate. Nihlus smirked, and crooked his fingers inside Saren, teasing him until Saren was arching his back. Then he slowly withdrew, leaving Saren panting with need.
Nihlus nudged his thigh. "Hey, ready?"
"Mhm, just fuck me already."
"Okay, but relax when I'm in you," Nihlus warned, pouring some more lube into his hand before recapping the bottle and tossing it aside. He'd slipped out of his own plates while preparing Saren, and while turians produced plenty of natural lubricant, Nihlus wasn't going to take any chances; he grapsed his own cock and coated it with lubricant before settling between Saren's legs. "Relax," he reminded him, then rocked forward.
"Nhn," Saren groaned as Nihlus slipped into him; Nihlus could feel Saren tense around him, and his eyes flickered shut as he tried to concentrate on relaxing. Nihlus inched forward, watching Saren's face carefully, but Saren never gave any indication that it hurt.
"You okay?" Nihlus asked.
"Mhm, fine. Just ... move, please."
Nihlus was glad to comply; he pulled out and slowly, teasingly pushed back into Saren. The angle wasn't perfect, so he hooked his arms under Saren's knees and pulled, rolling Saren more fully onto his back. The other turian growled as Nihlus's cock shifted inside him, but Nihlus could hear hazy, pleasured tones in his subvocals.
"Good?"
Saren braced himself on his elbows before nodding. Nihlus leaned forward, splaying his hand on Saren's torso before driving in more forcefully, drawing a yelp from Saren. He didn't seem to mind the roughness; his subvocals hitched when Nihlus drove into him again, and then he gave up all pretense of control, threw back his head and moaned, long and loud and primal.
Spirits, that was hot.
Nihlus nipped at Saren's exposed neck, keeping up the pace he'd set. Saren's eyes had gone wide and hazy, and his mandibles splayed wide as he panted breathlessly. Nihlus dropped his free hand to grasp Saren's cock, stroking him arrhythmically. Saren's breath hitched, then he growled and jerked his hips upwards, coming into Nihlus's hand.
"Nnnnh, spirits," he gasped, and his elbows went out. He collapsed on his back, head turned to the side to avoid digging his fringe painfully into the mattress.
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