(Fic) Heat
So Capell drew me this very NSFW art and I said that I would write the fic for it. So I did. Continuing in my new tradition of being NSFW for explicit gay sex; the circle continues!
Stiaan slides into the water with a sigh of pleasure, letting the heat of it soak into his muscles. Somehow, he's managed never to realize how good this sort of thing could feel, or forgotten it if he had; even if his muscles don't strain like mortals did, water this hot still feels wonderful. He lets himself relax, leaning back against the rim of the pool and basking in heat and steam.
A splash heralds someone entering the water next to him, and he feels an arm slide around his shoulders, warm in a way that had nothing to do with temperature. He's seen Edward naked before, but the sigh makes his breath catch and his body respond every time. The swordsman's tanned skin gleams with beads of moisture, and Stiaan's lips curve in a slow smile as he notices that his lover's cock is already hard against his belly. “Happy to see me?” he teases, leaning closer.
Edward returns the smile with one of his own. “Always,” he replies, and the only response Stiaan feels is reasonable is to lean up and kiss him, winding an arm across his chest. Edward cups the back of his neck with one hand and hums into the kiss, and Stiaan presses closer. The feel of naked skin on skin is still delicious, intoxicating, and he wants more.
Edward draws back a little, nipping at Stiaan's lower lip as he does, still grinning. “I guess you're happy to see me too, huh?”
“Always,” Stiaan agrees. His hand slides down Edward's chest and traces a slow line down the shaft of his cock. “I'm sure you can tell, too.”
Edward turns and looks at him, and swallows; the expression on his face makes Stiaan glad he's sitting down. “...I can tell,” he manages. “Gods. You look so good right now.”
Stiaan blushes. “So do you. I hope you didn't come here looking to relax, because that might be, ah, hard in a minute.”
“I was hoping I'd find you, actually.” Edward laughs softly, red-faced. “Good. I think I can handle that.”
“Oh?” Stiaan smiles, slow and warm. “Come here and give me your hand, then.”
Edward slides closer, the water rippling as he threads his fingers with Stiaan's. “I'm glad you know that spell. It's pretty useful.”
The minor spell that summons oil is almost habit, now, and Stiaan performs it as he responds. “I have to admit, I never expected it to come in quite this handy....ah, gods, yes. Like that.” He arches his back, canting his hips up as Edward slides a finger inside him, slow and teasing.
Edward kisses him hard, slipping from the narrow bench into the water as he concentrates on his task. He curls his finger, and Stiaan moans as he touches just the right spot, sending shocks of pleasure through him. “You feel so warm,” Edward murmurs. “So good...I want to be in you.”
Stiaan squirms, pushing back helplessly against Edward's hand. “I want that too. I want to feel you inside me. It won't be much longer, at this rate.” He's already relaxing, and Edward feels it, adding another finger as Stiaan gasps.
Edward grins. “Good...I'm not sure I can wait much longer. I feel like I might come just looking at you like that.”
Stiaan licks his lips, deliberately slowly, and watches Edward's throat work as he swallows. “We wouldn't want that,” he agrees. “I want this to last a while. Sit back down; the bench isn't wide enough for you to take me where you are.”
Edward's breath comes faster as he sits down, and Stiaan positions himself over his lover's lap, bracing himself with a hand on Edward's shoulder. It's an awkward position, but the agility of a Mara is up to the challenge, and he keeps himself balanced as he slowly sinks down on Edward's cock. He tilts his head back, shivering with pleasure as Edward fills him, warm and hard and slick. “Ah, gods...you feel so good in me, I can hardly believe it.”
Edward moans, arching his hips up and drawing a low sound of pleasure from Stiaan's throat, and his callused hand wraps around Stiaan's cock as he establishes a rhythm. Every movement of Edward's hips rubs Stiaan against that hand, and the awkwardness of the position is suddenly worth it. He whimpers unashamedly, rocking his hips in time with Edward's movements. “You feel good too,” the swordsman pants. “I want to...mmmm....I want you to come while I'm in you. I want to see that.”
Stiaan laughs breathlessly and squirms on Edward's lap. “Gods. If you keep doing that, it won't be long. Please...”
“Yes,” Edward hisses, and tightens his grip as he thrusts harder, bracing himself with a hand on the bench. He leans down and nips Stiaan's collarbone, and that's enough to make Stiaan lose the last fragments of his resolve to make things last. His back arches as he comes with a moan, spattering white across his chest and belly, muscles tensing around Edward's cock.
Stiaan turns as the waves of pleasure ebb, smiling back at Edward. “Your turn,” he says, beginning to rock his hips. “I want to feel you come while you're still inside me.”
“Gods,” Edward gasps. “Stiaan...” And then he groans, and Stiaan feels wet heat inside him and grinds his hips into Edward's lap, taking as much of Edward's cock into him as he can. He can see Edward's face as he comes, head tilted back in ecstacy, hear the delicious soft sounds he makes as Stiaan moves, and it almost makes him respond again despite the fact that he's just come himself.
When he can move again, he lifts himself reluctantly off Edward's lap, settling an arm around his shoulders. Edward smiles tiredly down at him, kisses him slowly and thoroughly. “How does it keep getting better every time?”
“For me, too,” Stiaan murmurs, and nuzzles Edward's neck. “You're a natural talent at this.”
Edward blushes. “I have a really good teacher.”
“You'll have to wait a little while for another lesson,” Stiaan replies, grinning. “Even I need a little time to recover.”
Edward pulls him close, and Stiaan rests his head on the swordsman's naked shoulder. “This is good, too.”
“Mmm,” Stiaan agrees, and they settle there, exhausted and content.
Stiaan slides into the water with a sigh of pleasure, letting the heat of it soak into his muscles. Somehow, he's managed never to realize how good this sort of thing could feel, or forgotten it if he had; even if his muscles don't strain like mortals did, water this hot still feels wonderful. He lets himself relax, leaning back against the rim of the pool and basking in heat and steam.
A splash heralds someone entering the water next to him, and he feels an arm slide around his shoulders, warm in a way that had nothing to do with temperature. He's seen Edward naked before, but the sigh makes his breath catch and his body respond every time. The swordsman's tanned skin gleams with beads of moisture, and Stiaan's lips curve in a slow smile as he notices that his lover's cock is already hard against his belly. “Happy to see me?” he teases, leaning closer.
Edward returns the smile with one of his own. “Always,” he replies, and the only response Stiaan feels is reasonable is to lean up and kiss him, winding an arm across his chest. Edward cups the back of his neck with one hand and hums into the kiss, and Stiaan presses closer. The feel of naked skin on skin is still delicious, intoxicating, and he wants more.
Edward draws back a little, nipping at Stiaan's lower lip as he does, still grinning. “I guess you're happy to see me too, huh?”
“Always,” Stiaan agrees. His hand slides down Edward's chest and traces a slow line down the shaft of his cock. “I'm sure you can tell, too.”
Edward turns and looks at him, and swallows; the expression on his face makes Stiaan glad he's sitting down. “...I can tell,” he manages. “Gods. You look so good right now.”
Stiaan blushes. “So do you. I hope you didn't come here looking to relax, because that might be, ah, hard in a minute.”
“I was hoping I'd find you, actually.” Edward laughs softly, red-faced. “Good. I think I can handle that.”
“Oh?” Stiaan smiles, slow and warm. “Come here and give me your hand, then.”
Edward slides closer, the water rippling as he threads his fingers with Stiaan's. “I'm glad you know that spell. It's pretty useful.”
The minor spell that summons oil is almost habit, now, and Stiaan performs it as he responds. “I have to admit, I never expected it to come in quite this handy....ah, gods, yes. Like that.” He arches his back, canting his hips up as Edward slides a finger inside him, slow and teasing.
Edward kisses him hard, slipping from the narrow bench into the water as he concentrates on his task. He curls his finger, and Stiaan moans as he touches just the right spot, sending shocks of pleasure through him. “You feel so warm,” Edward murmurs. “So good...I want to be in you.”
Stiaan squirms, pushing back helplessly against Edward's hand. “I want that too. I want to feel you inside me. It won't be much longer, at this rate.” He's already relaxing, and Edward feels it, adding another finger as Stiaan gasps.
Edward grins. “Good...I'm not sure I can wait much longer. I feel like I might come just looking at you like that.”
Stiaan licks his lips, deliberately slowly, and watches Edward's throat work as he swallows. “We wouldn't want that,” he agrees. “I want this to last a while. Sit back down; the bench isn't wide enough for you to take me where you are.”
Edward's breath comes faster as he sits down, and Stiaan positions himself over his lover's lap, bracing himself with a hand on Edward's shoulder. It's an awkward position, but the agility of a Mara is up to the challenge, and he keeps himself balanced as he slowly sinks down on Edward's cock. He tilts his head back, shivering with pleasure as Edward fills him, warm and hard and slick. “Ah, gods...you feel so good in me, I can hardly believe it.”
Edward moans, arching his hips up and drawing a low sound of pleasure from Stiaan's throat, and his callused hand wraps around Stiaan's cock as he establishes a rhythm. Every movement of Edward's hips rubs Stiaan against that hand, and the awkwardness of the position is suddenly worth it. He whimpers unashamedly, rocking his hips in time with Edward's movements. “You feel good too,” the swordsman pants. “I want to...mmmm....I want you to come while I'm in you. I want to see that.”
Stiaan laughs breathlessly and squirms on Edward's lap. “Gods. If you keep doing that, it won't be long. Please...”
“Yes,” Edward hisses, and tightens his grip as he thrusts harder, bracing himself with a hand on the bench. He leans down and nips Stiaan's collarbone, and that's enough to make Stiaan lose the last fragments of his resolve to make things last. His back arches as he comes with a moan, spattering white across his chest and belly, muscles tensing around Edward's cock.
Stiaan turns as the waves of pleasure ebb, smiling back at Edward. “Your turn,” he says, beginning to rock his hips. “I want to feel you come while you're still inside me.”
“Gods,” Edward gasps. “Stiaan...” And then he groans, and Stiaan feels wet heat inside him and grinds his hips into Edward's lap, taking as much of Edward's cock into him as he can. He can see Edward's face as he comes, head tilted back in ecstacy, hear the delicious soft sounds he makes as Stiaan moves, and it almost makes him respond again despite the fact that he's just come himself.
When he can move again, he lifts himself reluctantly off Edward's lap, settling an arm around his shoulders. Edward smiles tiredly down at him, kisses him slowly and thoroughly. “How does it keep getting better every time?”
“For me, too,” Stiaan murmurs, and nuzzles Edward's neck. “You're a natural talent at this.”
Edward blushes. “I have a really good teacher.”
“You'll have to wait a little while for another lesson,” Stiaan replies, grinning. “Even I need a little time to recover.”
Edward pulls him close, and Stiaan rests his head on the swordsman's naked shoulder. “This is good, too.”
“Mmm,” Stiaan agrees, and they settle there, exhausted and content.