Bobby

[willysilver]

[From HERE]It was as easy as breathing to lead Bobby away from the amusement park without so much as a glance back at the spun sugar or the flashing lights. With the young man's permission and agreement spoken true, Willy escorted him along the waterfront to the brick building he called home. It was a hellishly long walk considering all he really

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[cold_blueeyes]

Okay, that was a little more weirdly formal than the expected 'Come on in,' but Bobby rolled with it, especially with the way Willy was looking at him. "...Thanks," he answered, glancing at the exterior of the building before stepping inside.

[willysilver]

Willy let him go in first and then followed behind.

"Up the stairs. I have the second floor," he said casually. It was no small building, to be sure, and while the main floor seemed to be little more than a warehouse full of crates and boxes the upstairs was expansive and open. There was a wooden door that slid open revealing an enormous and mostly empty space. At one end was an assortment of musical equipment, drums and microphones and sound boards and the like. Close to the door was a kitchen area and near it were the creature comforts of sofas and chairs. Plenty for members of a band to all be comfortable if the night was long.

And across an expanse of empty floor was a bed on a platform partly obscured by a single three panel screen. Candles flickered all around the loft, hundreds of them. They'd come to life when Willy had entered the building, not that Bobby needed to know that.

"My home," he said simply as he closed the door. Then he let his jacket hit the floor and he caught Bobby in a soft embrace.

[cold_blueeyes]

Bobby had about three seconds to look around, long enough to think that leaving all those candles lit when no one was home was a fire hazard, and then Willy was pulling him close and he forgot about the candles, forgot about everything but the location of the bed and how amazing Willy's mouth had felt the first time they kissed. In the interest of making sure he remembered it correctly, he pressed his mouth to Willy's lightly at first. Now that they were here, alone, they could take a little time to get to know each other first, right?

[willysilver]

Willy's arms came up, rising up Bobby's back, passing over his arms, and then cupping his face. He tilted his head so he could deepen the kiss but kept it light and undemanding. Bobby tasted unlike any other mortal he had ever kissed and he positively drank down every caress of lips and tongue.

[cold_blueeyes]

Bobby made a soft, eager noise and pressed his body closer, his hands resting lightly at either side of Willy's waist as the kiss gradually deepened, the slow pace a form of foreplay in and of itself.

[willysilver]

There was a low rumble in the fae's throat, something not entirely human. It was like thunder in the distance, like the steady purr of a pleased feline. He gave it just a little voice and it became a soft moan of pleasure.

His hands abandoned Bobby's face and moved lower again, finding the hem of his shirt and lifting it so he could touch the warm skin that lay beneath. Fabric bunched on his wrists as he moved his hands higher from the soft flesh of the boy's waist to the solid resistance of his ribs.

[cold_blueeyes]

Bobby didn't notice the noise consciously, but it sent an unconscious shudder through him, tightening his muscles a little. A second shiver followed the touch of Willy's hands on his skin and Bobby moaned into Willy's mouth, tightening his grip on Willy's hips, his hands remaining exactly where they had been.

[willysilver]

Bobby had a fine body and an eager mouth. Willy could taste the need; he could smell the desire that perfumed the air around them. The shiver pleased him greatly and he ran his fingers lightly along Bobby's sides and back and then around to the soft line of his waist.

"I need to take my boots off," he murmured. It was no small or simple task to remove the heavy boots that buckled halfway up to his knees.

[cold_blueeyes]

"Huh?" Bobby blinked and then looked down, understanding then why the comment might have been warranted. "Oh. Sure." He stepped back, licking his lips and trying to get at least some of his coherence back.

[willysilver]

The fae stepped back and dropped to a knee so he could undo his boots and take them off. He could have worn something more simple. He probably could have even glamoured something easy to appear more like the ones he wore...but he liked these. Liked how they felt, how they looked, and the intricacy of putting them on and taking them off.

And there was the added bonus of the fact that once he had them both off he was conveniently on his knees.

Willy licked his lips and took hold of Bobby's hips and looked up at his, his eyes impossibly green in the flickering candlelight.

"Where were we?" he purred softly, his hands slowly moving to the middle to undo Bobby's fly.

[cold_blueeyes]

Oh, like Bobby could answer that coherently to save his life. "Holy shit," he whispered, reaching out a hand to almost reverently run his fingers through Willy's hair. "You're so gorgeous."

[willysilver]

It was only truth, spoken freely. Willy didn't feel compelled toward any gratitude at the compliment. He only smiled.

Bobby's pants opened slowly, the zipper growling as Willy slid it down. His hands moved back to the waist and he hooked pants and underwear both and began to strip the boy of the fabric that was only getting in the way of pleasure. He pushed them all the way down and then coaxed Bobby to step out. Such a simple act, but it spoke volumes. This was hardly the first time he'd undressed someone.

Willy looked up at him and smiled.

"What a vision you are," he said softly, a low rasp laden with desire. "I'd wager you taste as good as you look."

A statement that was instantly followed by the fae tilting his head so he could draw his tongue along the length of Bobby's cock, shameless in the pleasure he took from the act.

[cold_blueeyes]

Bobby wasn't a virgin, but this--this was beyond anything he'd ever experienced. He'd never been seduced, made dizzy and senseless like this, beyond rational thought and reason. He moaned at the touch of Willy's tongue, his head falling back, eyes closed as he gripped Willy's shoulders to keep from falling over.

[willysilver]

He looked up the length of Bobby's body briefly and then closed his lips around the firm flesh and plunged forward. It was obscene just how eagerly he took him in, his tongue undulating as he sucked. Willy held his hips, thumbs on the just of bone and fingers wrapped around against the sides of his ass. He hummed his approval and began to bob, careful to go just slow enough and to keep his lips just slack enough that he didn't end the fun before it even began.

[cold_blueeyes]

The word that came from Bobby seemed too vulgar for the beauty of Willy as he looked down again, his hips moving of their own accord as he gasped quietly, one hand moving up to touch Willy's hair, fingers running through the silky strands.

[willysilver]

Willy purred his approval and tilted his head into the touch. He let his mouth slide easily along wet skin. Bobby had such a lovely, filthy mouth and Willy wanted to make him say it again. It was a difficult choice between working harder here and now and moving the fun to the bed.

The heat in his own groin made the decision for him. He slowly pulled away and looked up.

"Let's go lay down."