Savin/Egan Fic -- Firsts
I totally can’t believe this. Egan’s approaching me as I’m reaching for some books out of my locker. AP Calc is kicking my ass worse than I thought it would -- I was hoping to meet Mari after school so that she could help me with it. Having a girlfriend who’s in college and has already done your classes really fucking helps, let me tell you.
Except that look on Egan’s face? It can’t be any fucking good. “Savin, long time no see,” Egan purrs, leaning against the lockers as he stands next to me. He’s smirking at me, even looking me up and down. Of course. The gods only care about two things around here: being popular and getting laid.
I’d be flattered that I’m Egan’s next target -- not every day that you get picked up by a god, y’know? Except I’m taken. In love, even. “Hello, Egan,” I respond stiffly, glancing at him around the edge of my glasses. “What d’you want?”
“Isn’t it obvious, Savin...?” Egan drawls, trailing his fingers along my arm. I shouldn’t be feeling anything right now but the sensation of skin touching skin, except electricity flows through me. The sensation causes me to look over at him, my eyes widening as he just continues to smirk at me. “I want you.”
“I have a girlfriend, Egan,” I tell him, looking away from him. His purple eyes were starting to appear way too attractive to me. I shouldn’t even be feeling his seductive powers. I’m in love with Mari -- aren’t I? But the warmth of his touch hasn’t gone away at all and totally increases as he moves closer, his fingers wrapping around my wrist.
“Isn’t she at college, now?” Egan asks. The pleasurable sensation of his touch isn’t going away at all, not even as I try to focus on the thought of Mari instead of him. “You know those types of relationships never work.”
“I see her just about every day, Egan,” I murmur, trying to move away from him. “We’re not long-distance.” Thing is, as much as I want to pull his hand off from around my wrist, I can’t. I do manage to sling my backpack over my shoulder Egan grabs my shoulder and pushes me up against the lockers. I try to stifle my gasp -- I shouldn’t be feeling this good with him just touching me like this.
“You may see her every day, but you still don’t love her, do you?” Egan says as he presses himself against me. My breath catches in my throat, the electricity coursing through me even worse than before. “You can feel that, can’t you?”
I can. I can and I know that’s totally a bad thing. And now? The bastard’s running his hands over my shoulders, his fingers leaving heated trails on my skin through my fucking clothes. It’s not fucking fair -- Egan’s not even really my type when it comes to guys -- not to mention I’m with Mari.
“I can tell from your expression that you can,” Egan purrs, leaning in so close his lips might as well be brushing against my ear. I shiver and close my eyes. Try to think about Mari, how it feels to have her in my arms. Except Egan’s lips press against my neck and I can’t even remember what she looks like. “You can’t even think of her, can you?” His hands are on my waist, now, fingers edging under the hem of my shirt and all I can think about now is how amazing they feel against my skin. “So how can you say you’re in love?”
I can’t.
The thought would physically hurt if my body weren’t too busy succumbing to Egan’s fucking seduction powers. Instead of answering him, I just pull him closer, pressing my lips to his. If this is what he fucking wants, he can have it. Totally not in the mood to try and fight it anymore -- not that I even can. Pleasure floods my body the second our lips touch and I have almost no idea what to do with myself. Egan just pushes me into the lockers, one of his hands slipping down the back of my jeans and groping me.
Fucking Christ, the gods totally don’t fuck around, do they? Even having his hand on my ass like that is getting me way too hot and bothered. Especially as Egan slips his tongue past my lips, deepening the kiss. Holy hell, kissing Mari has never felt like this. Ever. I’m even moaning into the kiss as Egan continues to grope me, right here in the fucking hallway. He then pulls away and I can’t stop the whine that escapes me when he does.
“Perhaps we should move this to somewhere more...private,” Egan murmurs, grabbing my hand and pulling me to god knows where. When the bathrooms come into view, I have a sneaking suspicion of where he meant.
Never thought I’d fuck someone in the bathrooms at school. Definitely never thought it’d be one of the gods. Egan wastes no time pushing me into one of the stalls, shutting the door to it behind us and pushing me up against it. Gotta admit, this is totally fucking hot. Especially as Egan just fucking undoes my jeans in seconds, exposing me. His hand slides up and down my cock slowly, teasingly, and it’s quite literally the best thing I’ve ever felt ever.
“You are one of the more eager humans, aren’t you...?” Egan mutters, kneeling in front of me. He lets his breath ghost over my cock, which just makes me fucking ache. “I wonder if I can get you to beg...”
I wanna ask him what he means, but then he lets his lips and tongue touch every bare inch of my skin except for my cock. He looks up at me with those fucking purple eyes and even if his mouth is fucking busy teasing me I can tell he’d be fucking smirking. All I want is for him to suck me off, at this point. I’m beyond ready to go at this point, my breath coming in gasps.
“You have to tell me what you want, Savin,” Egan says, smirking up at me. He flicks his tongue along my tip, the simple act making it difficult for me to remain standing. Christ, those fucking seduction powers are something else.
I bite my lip and look away from him. He’s gone back to stroking me, each pump of his hand slow. “I -- I want you to -- to --” I totally can’t bring myself to say it. I’ve only been with another guy once, okay? Been dating Mari for two years, now. Used to telling her what to do -- but the guy was a totally different story. “--suck me off,” I finish in a rush as he teases my cock with his tongue again.
And then his mouth is around me and the noise that escapes my lips? Totally not fucking human. And loud, too. Hope to fucking god that no one walks into this bathroom right now and hears me. I’m barely holding myself up for sure, my arms bracing me against the stall door as Egan works me over. Each pass with his mouth just brings me that much fucking closer.
Before I can stop myself, I’m reaching for Egan’s hair, tangling my fingers in it. Even pushing him further down my cock. Thankfully this just seems to encourage him instead of pissing him off because he just sucks harder. Even grazes his teeth along my length and it’s a complete fucking miracle that I’m even standing when he does.
I come quickly -- much faster than I’d have liked. Egan swallows all of it before smirking up at me. “I’m not done with you, yet,” he purrs, getting up from the floor. He kisses me, pulling him close to him. His hands are on my ass as soon as he deepens the kiss. Tasting myself on his lips like that? Fucking hot, okay? Everything about this is fucking hot and I’m positive I’ll be ready to go again in a few minutes. Especially if he keeps groping me like that, his fingers tracing the edge of my ass.
When he flips me around, I don’t question it. He kisses the back of my neck and bites my shoulder through my shirt, causing me to gasp. This is way too much. Way too fucking much. And then he pins my wrists to the stall door -- I can see flashes of white silvery light wrap around them, making it impossible for me to pull away from the door.
Egan’s hands are under my shirt as he presses up against me -- and I can feel how hard he is against the crack of my ass. Guess I must be just the right height for this to even work standing up. Have no idea, honestly -- only fooled around with the guy I had been with, never made it this far with him. As he teases my nipples, he bites my shoulder again, causing me to yelp -- and then his hands move down to my hips, one wrapping around me again. While I’m not hard again yet, with him grinding against me like that? And him stroking me? It’s not long before I am.
“Mm, Savin,” Egan whispers in my ear. “Have you ever been fucked by a guy before?”
Nope. Not about to admit to Egan, though. I kinda don’t wanna give the bastard the satisfaction of knowing he’s the first guy to make it this far with me. With him teasing me, though, it’s all I can do to nod my head. I moan loudly when I feel Egan spread me a little wider, something wet pressing against me. Can gods just produce lube like that out of thin air? Fucking convenient, if you ask me. But then his finger slips inside me and I’m writhing against the door, my fingers clenching into fists. Wish I could steady myself better.
His breath is ghosting along my neck again, causing my eyes to roll back as I feel fuller than I did a moment ago -- another finger, maybe? Probably was. “You’re a liar,” Egan murmurs, his tongue tracing along my neck. “Would you like for me to be the first to fuck you?”
“Y-Yes!” I gasp out. His fingers are moving out of me so quickly now, I almost can’t take it. I have to know what it feels like to have a cock in there. Have to. “Please.”
Egan’s fingers are gone within seconds, his hands now on my hips as he spreads my feet a little wider. When he thrusts inside me quickly, I cry out. Definitely wasn’t fully prepared for this. It hurts, a little, but I think I like that. Egan himself groans into my shoulder, pounding me solidly into the fucking door.
Pleasure overtakes me entirely, though. Egan doesn’t hold back at all, which just makes it even harder for me to keep any semblance of control over myself. I want to touch my own cock -- want to stroke myself in time with his thrusts while his nails dig even deeper into my hips and I can’t. Fucking bound in place. Which honestly? Just makes the whole experience that much fucking hotter. Not being able to touch myself may be driving me nuts, but it means he also has complete control over everything that happens to me. And how quickly I come.
I feel like I’m about to explode any moment. I can’t keep quiet. Know I should be quieter -- what if we get fucking caught? My pants are literally around my ankles right now -- Egan’s hands are roaming all over me while he thrusts his cock in and out of me. We’re both too involved in what we’re doing to even pay attention to what’s going on outside of this fucking stall. So I try to bite my lip -- try to bite back my moans.
Moments later, I realize that’s fucking impossible. It feels way too damn good. Especially when Egan begins stroking me again. I’m the loudest I’ve ever been when he slams right into this one spot deep inside me. Never thought I could ever feel this good. When I come a second time, it’s into Egan’s hand. And it’s the hardest I’ve ever come in my fucking life.
When he brings his fingers to my face, I have a feeling I know what he wants me to do. I take them into my mouth willingly, moaning around them as he continues to pound me. It’s not fair, I came once before he got inside me and he still lasted longer than me. But tasting myself on his fingers like that makes me want to go again.
I have a feeling we’re going to be in this bathroom for a long fucking time.
Once Egan’s finally done with me, he undoes the ropes. Within seconds I have my jeans back up around my hips. Hips that I’m sure have bruises left on them from how hard Egan gripped me. When I look at Egan, he has this insufferable smirk on his face.
“That was fun, wasn’t it?” he asks, barely out of breath. He runs his fingers down my cheek -- I can feel the same electricity flow through me, but it gets weaker the longer his hand lingers. I guess he’s taking the seduction powers off? “I hope you enjoyed yourself as much as I did, Savin,” he murmurs, unlocking the stall door and pushing me aside.
My stomach sinks to the floor. I did enjoy myself. Best sex I’ve ever had, honestly -- but how much of that was because of his ridiculous seduction powers?
Not to mention the fact that I have a girlfriend. I take a moment to wash my hands at the sink, splashing some cold water on my face. I can’t fucking believe I just did that. That I just cheated on Mari. It’s not long before I’m hunched over the sink again, my head in my hands as I try to keep myself from crying.
I have to tell her. I have to tell her and I have to mention that the seduction powers actually worked. And she knows as well as I do what that means.
I’m not looking forward to seeing her after school today at all.
Except that look on Egan’s face? It can’t be any fucking good. “Savin, long time no see,” Egan purrs, leaning against the lockers as he stands next to me. He’s smirking at me, even looking me up and down. Of course. The gods only care about two things around here: being popular and getting laid.
I’d be flattered that I’m Egan’s next target -- not every day that you get picked up by a god, y’know? Except I’m taken. In love, even. “Hello, Egan,” I respond stiffly, glancing at him around the edge of my glasses. “What d’you want?”
“Isn’t it obvious, Savin...?” Egan drawls, trailing his fingers along my arm. I shouldn’t be feeling anything right now but the sensation of skin touching skin, except electricity flows through me. The sensation causes me to look over at him, my eyes widening as he just continues to smirk at me. “I want you.”
“I have a girlfriend, Egan,” I tell him, looking away from him. His purple eyes were starting to appear way too attractive to me. I shouldn’t even be feeling his seductive powers. I’m in love with Mari -- aren’t I? But the warmth of his touch hasn’t gone away at all and totally increases as he moves closer, his fingers wrapping around my wrist.
“Isn’t she at college, now?” Egan asks. The pleasurable sensation of his touch isn’t going away at all, not even as I try to focus on the thought of Mari instead of him. “You know those types of relationships never work.”
“I see her just about every day, Egan,” I murmur, trying to move away from him. “We’re not long-distance.” Thing is, as much as I want to pull his hand off from around my wrist, I can’t. I do manage to sling my backpack over my shoulder Egan grabs my shoulder and pushes me up against the lockers. I try to stifle my gasp -- I shouldn’t be feeling this good with him just touching me like this.
“You may see her every day, but you still don’t love her, do you?” Egan says as he presses himself against me. My breath catches in my throat, the electricity coursing through me even worse than before. “You can feel that, can’t you?”
I can. I can and I know that’s totally a bad thing. And now? The bastard’s running his hands over my shoulders, his fingers leaving heated trails on my skin through my fucking clothes. It’s not fucking fair -- Egan’s not even really my type when it comes to guys -- not to mention I’m with Mari.
“I can tell from your expression that you can,” Egan purrs, leaning in so close his lips might as well be brushing against my ear. I shiver and close my eyes. Try to think about Mari, how it feels to have her in my arms. Except Egan’s lips press against my neck and I can’t even remember what she looks like. “You can’t even think of her, can you?” His hands are on my waist, now, fingers edging under the hem of my shirt and all I can think about now is how amazing they feel against my skin. “So how can you say you’re in love?”
I can’t.
The thought would physically hurt if my body weren’t too busy succumbing to Egan’s fucking seduction powers. Instead of answering him, I just pull him closer, pressing my lips to his. If this is what he fucking wants, he can have it. Totally not in the mood to try and fight it anymore -- not that I even can. Pleasure floods my body the second our lips touch and I have almost no idea what to do with myself. Egan just pushes me into the lockers, one of his hands slipping down the back of my jeans and groping me.
Fucking Christ, the gods totally don’t fuck around, do they? Even having his hand on my ass like that is getting me way too hot and bothered. Especially as Egan slips his tongue past my lips, deepening the kiss. Holy hell, kissing Mari has never felt like this. Ever. I’m even moaning into the kiss as Egan continues to grope me, right here in the fucking hallway. He then pulls away and I can’t stop the whine that escapes me when he does.
“Perhaps we should move this to somewhere more...private,” Egan murmurs, grabbing my hand and pulling me to god knows where. When the bathrooms come into view, I have a sneaking suspicion of where he meant.
Never thought I’d fuck someone in the bathrooms at school. Definitely never thought it’d be one of the gods. Egan wastes no time pushing me into one of the stalls, shutting the door to it behind us and pushing me up against it. Gotta admit, this is totally fucking hot. Especially as Egan just fucking undoes my jeans in seconds, exposing me. His hand slides up and down my cock slowly, teasingly, and it’s quite literally the best thing I’ve ever felt ever.
“You are one of the more eager humans, aren’t you...?” Egan mutters, kneeling in front of me. He lets his breath ghost over my cock, which just makes me fucking ache. “I wonder if I can get you to beg...”
I wanna ask him what he means, but then he lets his lips and tongue touch every bare inch of my skin except for my cock. He looks up at me with those fucking purple eyes and even if his mouth is fucking busy teasing me I can tell he’d be fucking smirking. All I want is for him to suck me off, at this point. I’m beyond ready to go at this point, my breath coming in gasps.
“You have to tell me what you want, Savin,” Egan says, smirking up at me. He flicks his tongue along my tip, the simple act making it difficult for me to remain standing. Christ, those fucking seduction powers are something else.
I bite my lip and look away from him. He’s gone back to stroking me, each pump of his hand slow. “I -- I want you to -- to --” I totally can’t bring myself to say it. I’ve only been with another guy once, okay? Been dating Mari for two years, now. Used to telling her what to do -- but the guy was a totally different story. “--suck me off,” I finish in a rush as he teases my cock with his tongue again.
And then his mouth is around me and the noise that escapes my lips? Totally not fucking human. And loud, too. Hope to fucking god that no one walks into this bathroom right now and hears me. I’m barely holding myself up for sure, my arms bracing me against the stall door as Egan works me over. Each pass with his mouth just brings me that much fucking closer.
Before I can stop myself, I’m reaching for Egan’s hair, tangling my fingers in it. Even pushing him further down my cock. Thankfully this just seems to encourage him instead of pissing him off because he just sucks harder. Even grazes his teeth along my length and it’s a complete fucking miracle that I’m even standing when he does.
I come quickly -- much faster than I’d have liked. Egan swallows all of it before smirking up at me. “I’m not done with you, yet,” he purrs, getting up from the floor. He kisses me, pulling him close to him. His hands are on my ass as soon as he deepens the kiss. Tasting myself on his lips like that? Fucking hot, okay? Everything about this is fucking hot and I’m positive I’ll be ready to go again in a few minutes. Especially if he keeps groping me like that, his fingers tracing the edge of my ass.
When he flips me around, I don’t question it. He kisses the back of my neck and bites my shoulder through my shirt, causing me to gasp. This is way too much. Way too fucking much. And then he pins my wrists to the stall door -- I can see flashes of white silvery light wrap around them, making it impossible for me to pull away from the door.
Egan’s hands are under my shirt as he presses up against me -- and I can feel how hard he is against the crack of my ass. Guess I must be just the right height for this to even work standing up. Have no idea, honestly -- only fooled around with the guy I had been with, never made it this far with him. As he teases my nipples, he bites my shoulder again, causing me to yelp -- and then his hands move down to my hips, one wrapping around me again. While I’m not hard again yet, with him grinding against me like that? And him stroking me? It’s not long before I am.
“Mm, Savin,” Egan whispers in my ear. “Have you ever been fucked by a guy before?”
Nope. Not about to admit to Egan, though. I kinda don’t wanna give the bastard the satisfaction of knowing he’s the first guy to make it this far with me. With him teasing me, though, it’s all I can do to nod my head. I moan loudly when I feel Egan spread me a little wider, something wet pressing against me. Can gods just produce lube like that out of thin air? Fucking convenient, if you ask me. But then his finger slips inside me and I’m writhing against the door, my fingers clenching into fists. Wish I could steady myself better.
His breath is ghosting along my neck again, causing my eyes to roll back as I feel fuller than I did a moment ago -- another finger, maybe? Probably was. “You’re a liar,” Egan murmurs, his tongue tracing along my neck. “Would you like for me to be the first to fuck you?”
“Y-Yes!” I gasp out. His fingers are moving out of me so quickly now, I almost can’t take it. I have to know what it feels like to have a cock in there. Have to. “Please.”
Egan’s fingers are gone within seconds, his hands now on my hips as he spreads my feet a little wider. When he thrusts inside me quickly, I cry out. Definitely wasn’t fully prepared for this. It hurts, a little, but I think I like that. Egan himself groans into my shoulder, pounding me solidly into the fucking door.
Pleasure overtakes me entirely, though. Egan doesn’t hold back at all, which just makes it even harder for me to keep any semblance of control over myself. I want to touch my own cock -- want to stroke myself in time with his thrusts while his nails dig even deeper into my hips and I can’t. Fucking bound in place. Which honestly? Just makes the whole experience that much fucking hotter. Not being able to touch myself may be driving me nuts, but it means he also has complete control over everything that happens to me. And how quickly I come.
I feel like I’m about to explode any moment. I can’t keep quiet. Know I should be quieter -- what if we get fucking caught? My pants are literally around my ankles right now -- Egan’s hands are roaming all over me while he thrusts his cock in and out of me. We’re both too involved in what we’re doing to even pay attention to what’s going on outside of this fucking stall. So I try to bite my lip -- try to bite back my moans.
Moments later, I realize that’s fucking impossible. It feels way too damn good. Especially when Egan begins stroking me again. I’m the loudest I’ve ever been when he slams right into this one spot deep inside me. Never thought I could ever feel this good. When I come a second time, it’s into Egan’s hand. And it’s the hardest I’ve ever come in my fucking life.
When he brings his fingers to my face, I have a feeling I know what he wants me to do. I take them into my mouth willingly, moaning around them as he continues to pound me. It’s not fair, I came once before he got inside me and he still lasted longer than me. But tasting myself on his fingers like that makes me want to go again.
I have a feeling we’re going to be in this bathroom for a long fucking time.
Once Egan’s finally done with me, he undoes the ropes. Within seconds I have my jeans back up around my hips. Hips that I’m sure have bruises left on them from how hard Egan gripped me. When I look at Egan, he has this insufferable smirk on his face.
“That was fun, wasn’t it?” he asks, barely out of breath. He runs his fingers down my cheek -- I can feel the same electricity flow through me, but it gets weaker the longer his hand lingers. I guess he’s taking the seduction powers off? “I hope you enjoyed yourself as much as I did, Savin,” he murmurs, unlocking the stall door and pushing me aside.
My stomach sinks to the floor. I did enjoy myself. Best sex I’ve ever had, honestly -- but how much of that was because of his ridiculous seduction powers?
Not to mention the fact that I have a girlfriend. I take a moment to wash my hands at the sink, splashing some cold water on my face. I can’t fucking believe I just did that. That I just cheated on Mari. It’s not long before I’m hunched over the sink again, my head in my hands as I try to keep myself from crying.
I have to tell her. I have to tell her and I have to mention that the seduction powers actually worked. And she knows as well as I do what that means.
I’m not looking forward to seeing her after school today at all.