Crossover: The Tomorrow Trilogy/Cliffton - Say Please - Chapter 3
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As the tie covered his eyes, Devin couldn’t help but think that the Emperor was into some rather kinky shit. Savin’s hands moved from the back of his head and trailed down the sides of his neck yet again, causing small shivers down Devin’s spine.
It took a moment to get used to the feel of the fabric across his eyes -- and another moment to really accept that he wasn’t going to see much. “Is that too tight?” Savin asked. His voice sounded more distant than it was several seconds ago.
Devin shook his head, trying to pull himself up to a more seated position. Savin’s hands gently pushed him back down, nails digging into his shoulders. Those same nails raked downward, over Devin’s chest. When they grazed his nipples, he arched his back, gasping. Savin chuckled softly at that, his lips suddenly much lower than Devin had expected as they pressed themselves against the ridge of his ribcage.
Devin felt the bed shift under Savin’s weight as Savin positioned himself between Devin’s legs. Devin gasped as Savin’s arousal pressed into him, his nails still tracing patterns on Devin’s chest and stomach. The more Devin squirmed, the harder Savin’s nails seemed to dig in.
“By the way,” Savin said suddenly, resting on top of Devin. His weight seemed way more solid, now. “I’m an insufferable tease and I like making my partners beg for it,” he continued, nipping and kissing along Devin’s shoulders again. With each bite, Devin gasped, his arms struggling against the ties that held them in place.
“Like hell am I going to fucking beg for it,” Devin managed, moaning as Savin rolled his hips into him.
He heard Savin breathe in sharply. A weird sense of foreboding filled him as Savin pulled away from him, his nails biting him as they dug into his hips. “Is that a challenge? Because I literally have all day for this.”
Devin smirked, wishing he could see the expression on Savin’s face. The fact that Savin’s voice had dropped, his breathing heavy, was enough to turn Devin on even further. “Sure, why not?”
Suddenly, Savin’s weight shifted again, moving off of Devin and -- did he move off of the bed? His whole body ached for more of Savin’s touch. “Where the fuck did you go?”
“Do you like toys, Devin? Because if you’re not going to beg for my cock then I can at least put something else in you.”
Devin breathed in sharply himself, wishing he could pull his hands free and start stroking himself as he heard Savin’s footsteps move away from the bed. “That’s awfully nice of you!” he found himself saying.
“Didn’t say I’d let you come from it.”
That just made Devin’s cock ache even more. He began to struggle against the ties again, finding himself vaguely impressed with how well Savin had tied him to the headboard. “You still won’t get me to beg.”
Devin felt the bed shift again as Savin climbed back onto it. Without being able to see, he had to rely on his ears to try and figure out what Savin was doing. When rough hands pushed his thighs up and open, Devin tensed. A single, lubed finger pressed into him slowly. Devin squirmed a bit, rocking against Savin’s finger.
“You sure I won’t get you to beg?” Savin asked, his breath brushing against Devin’s cock. Lips pressed against the base of it as another finger slid inside Devin, causing Devin to gasp. “You’re trying to fuck yourself on my fingers.” Savin’s lips brushed against him as he talked, moving away from Devin’s cock.
Just as Devin stopped rocking himself against Savin’s fingers, they were gone. Devin whined at the sudden loss, despite himself. Savin’s lips returned, kissing along the inside of Devin’s thighs. His nails dragged along the tops of Devin’s thighs. Savin’s lips ghosted over his cock, never staying there for more than a second before landing elsewhere on Devin’s body.
When he felt something round and smooth press in him, Devin found himself moaning. He tried to steady his breathing as Savin flicked his tongue over the tip of cock, trying to show no signs of how badly he wanted Savin to swallow him all over again. The first object went in slowly, a second not so far behind it. Devin lost count of how many -- he guessed anal beads, judging by the shape -- but each one stretched him in ways he wished Savin’s cock would.
As Savin pressed the last one inside of him, his mouth wrapped around Devin’s cock. Devin moaned loudly, his fingers curling in on themselves as he couldn’t grasp anything. Savin’s hands found themselves on hips, nails dragging along skin as he sucked Devin shallowly, tongue teasing.
Devin bucked his hips, the anal beads moving inside him as he did so. “Oh god,” he moaned, his nails biting into his palms. He wished he could watch -- and every little touch of Savin’s hands and mouth seemed to intensify the longer the tie remained wrapped around his eyes. Savin’s mouth slid off of his cock, lips kissing up his hips and back towards his chest. Meanwhile, one of his hands wrapped around Devin, pumping him slowly.
“I want to watch you squirm. I want your whole body to jump at my touch before I fuck you,” Savin muttered between kisses. Devin shuddered.
“What happened to -- ah! -- wanting me to beg?” Devin gasped out.
“Oh, you’re going to fucking beg,” Savin said, his hand tightening around Devin briefly before he pulled all but the tips of his fingers away from it. His lips were at Devin’s neck again, definitely leaving marks as teeth ravished him. “No two ways about it. You don’t get a cock in your ass, otherwise.”
“But I already have something in my ass.” Devin really, really wished he could stop talking. He could feel Savin’s whole body tense beside him, his hand no longer trailing up and down his cock. Instead, it moved downward, reaching between his legs.
“I can change that.”
Devin never knew four words could make him shudder in such a way. “N-No -- keep them -- keep them in!”
Savin’s hand paused, the tips of his fingers barely touching Devin. Then Devin felt the last bead in him begin to slip out, slowly. He could tell Savin began to pull them out of him. “You gotta do better than that if you want me to keep them in...”
Devin gasped as the first anal bead popped out, the second one not too far behind it. He struggled against the ties again, trying to squirm away from Savin. He wasn’t going to beg. He wasn’t going to beg. He wasn’t going to beg. “Don’t take them out!” he whined. He felt that whining was a better alternative.
He swore he heard Savin’s breath grow heavy as the second anal bead still moved out of him slowly. Devin cursed as he moaned. The beads coming out felt as good as them going in -- but he wanted them to stay in. “At this rate, Devin, you’re not going to have anything in you,” Savin said finally as he continued to pull them out. “Beg.”
Devin realized Savin was moving them out of him faster, now. Gritting his teeth, he mumbled something even he couldn’t hear.
The beads stopped moving. Savin’s breathing could definitely be heard in the silence. “Say it again,” he ordered.
“Please,” Devin spat out despite himself, his whole body aching for Savin’s touch at that order. Savin’s hands gripped his thighs tightly as his mouth suddenly surrounded Devin’s cock again, this time taking as much of him as possible. Devin cried out, throwing his head back against the pillows as he writhed on the bed.
He could feel himself grow close again as Savin sucked harder and pushed the rest of the anal beads back in Devin. Just as he thought he would reach the edge yet again, Savin suddenly stopped. Devin cursed, the curses intermingled with moans as Savin pulled the anal beads out of him once again, this time not stopping no matter how many times Devin pleaded with him not to.
“You -- you --”
Savin chuckled, his hands sliding along Devin’s torso as he spread himself on top of him. Devin rolled his hips, trying to rub himself against Savin. “Almost came again, didn’t you?” Savin asked, amusement lacing his voice.
“You bastard,” Devin groaned as Savin’s hands pushed his hips against the bed.
“Stop trying to get yourself off,” Savin growled, his nails anchoring themselves in Devin’s hips. The order sent a shiver down Devin’s spine. Savin’s hands were much more forceful now, rough and harsh against his skin as they followed the curve of Devin’s hips and around to his ass.
“I’m not done teasing you yet.”
Savin’s weight shifted lower again, his hands pushing underneath Devin’s thighs. As Savin spread him wide, Devin groaned, wondering what it was Savin had planned next for him. He desperately wanted something inside of him again -- wanted to reach the edge and actually feel release.
He felt something wet and warm trace the edge of his entrance, gasping and moving his hips towards the new sensation. He could feel Savin’s breath against him, his hands spreading him even further while Savin’s tongue -- that had to have been Savin’s tongue -- pressed into him even further.
It just made him want to be fucked even more. His cock ached, his shoulders ached -- he tried yet again to break free of the ties. Wanted nothing more than to grab Savin by his hair and pull him up for a kiss -- to get Savin’s cock that much closer to pressing against him the same way Savin’s tongue did at that moment.
He squirmed, moaning loudly as Savin’s tongue continued to tease. Then he felt a finger slip inside him, curling upwards just slightly. As Savin pressed his spot, he cried out. He couldn’t see but he could hear Savin smirk to himself.
“You know what to say, Devin,” Savin muttered, his mouth barely brushing against his aching cock again. Even the slightest touch made Devin shudder, now, his whole body reacting and screaming for more.
“Fuck me,” Devin gasped. “Just -- fucking fuck me already!”
Savin’s breath shuddered against his cock. A second finger slipped inside him. The fingers moved in and out of him slowly -- so fucking slowly. “Close,” Savin managed -- even his voice was strained, now, “but not quite. Try again.”
“Please.” Devin couldn’t believe he was saying it again. He hoped it was enough as Savin’s fingers picked up their pace, striking against his spot with more force. Savin’s other hand pressed his hip into the bed, trying to hold Devin still.
“Stop trying to fuck yourself on my fingers,” Savin’s voice was rough. “Again. And fucking mean it, this time.”
“Getting impatient, Emperor?” Devin quipped. Savin’s weight shifted, his fingers sliding out of Devin yet again.
Savin’s lips were on his, tongue impatiently slipping past Devin’s lips before he could say anything else. Savin pressed his cock against Devin, rubbing against him as they both groaned into the kiss. “Yes. And if you don’t fucking beg and mean it I’m going to jerk off and leave you hanging without ever having had my cock in your ass.”
“Fucking hell please just fuck me,” Devin practically sobbed. His whole body ached under Savin’s weight, begging for release. Savin kissed him again as he positioned himself between Devin’s legs, something larger pressing at his entrance, but not quite inside him yet. “Please fucking put it in me already!”
Savin thrust inside him, that single roll of his hips causing Devin to writhe almost uncontrollably. His whole body tingled, each brush of Savin’s hands elsewhere on his body causing him to jump towards his touch. Without moving deeper inside of him, Savin hands trailed up the length of Devin’s body. Devin then felt his fingers dig at the knots that kept Devin’s arms pinned in place. When his arms were free, Devin immediately found Savin’s hips, trying to pull the other man even deeper inside him.
Savin’s hands quickly pinned his down, holding his arms in place as he thrust again, this time more shallowly than before. “No touching,” Savin muttered, thrusting again. His mouth was at Devin’s throat, biting just as he thrust inside Devin.
“But you’re barely fucking in me,” Devin groaned, gripping the sheets as he tried to match Savin’s slow thrusts.
Savin laughed, letting go of Devin’s arms and hooking Devin’s legs over his shoulders and thrusting further inside of him. “That’s the point. You haven’t asked to come, yet.”
“I have to fucking ask?” Devin said, exasperated. He felt his body tense as Savin struck deep within him, pushing against his spot.
“I mentioned I was an insufferable tease, didn’t I?” Savin asked, moaning slightly. The noise could barely be heard over Devin’s harsh breathing, but Devin heard it. He rolled his hips in an attempt to match Savin’s next thrust. Without thinking, Devin tugged at the blindfold, moving it up and over his eyes.
Savin’s face came into focus, the smirk Devin had imagined was even more insufferable than ever. “Decided you wanted to see, huh?” Savin asked, bending Devin even further in half as his pace quickened -- though it was still way too fucking slow for Devin’s taste.
Devin moaned in response, his hands itching to grab Savin’s ass again and pull him deeper inside him. Each thrust was too shallow, too slow. But each one struck him just right, each just hard enough to cause him to gasp and moan.
He could tell he was close already, his body tensing around Savin as each thrust went just slightly deeper inside of him. He had to ask. Part of him wanted to be stubborn, to push Savin’s buttons some more -- but his body craved release. Savin seemed to sense this, pushing Devin’s legs back down as his nails dug into Devin’s hips again.
“Please,” he moaned, refusing to look at Savin as he did so. “Please, fuck me faster. I wanna -- ah! oh fuck -- I wanna come!”
“Fucking took you long enough,” Savin muttered, grasping Devin’s chin and forcing him to look at him before thrusting into Devin faster. They kissed again, teeth and tongue clashing briefly before Savin held onto his hips and pounded into him.
It was too much. Devin threw his head back again, his hands clawing at the sheets and desperately wanting to claw at Savin’s back. “Can I -- can I touch you?”
“Yes,” Savin grunted, pushing his thrusts deeper into Devin as he did so. Devin’s hands flew to his back, his nails clawing and digging into Savin’s skin. Savin moaned loudly on top of him, gasping as Devin’s nails raked his back.
Devin breathed in sharply when Savin struck his spot, doing so over and over. His whole body tensed, his hands reaching for Savin’s ass to push him even deeper inside him. Devin wasn’t sure if the sound that came from his mouth was human or not as he came, gasping and unable to catch his breath.
Savin seemed to follow his lead, his thrusts growing erratic before he shuddered to a stop, also out of breath. They looked at one another for a brief moment before Savin pulled out of him, rolling to the side. “Fuck,” he moaned, looking up at the ceiling.
“Not suddenly regretting fucking a random stranger you just met, are you?” Devin asked, sitting up on the bed.
Savin shook his head. He grinned, looking up at Devin. “No -- I just haven’t come that hard in a long, long time.”
Devin smoothed his hair back and found himself smirking at Savin. “You’re welcome.” He rolled his shoulders, trying to regain all feeling in them. “I guess I should head back now...?”
“You can go ahead and take a shower first. Hopefully your boyfriend won’t mind that I borrowed you for the day.”
Devin’s smirk fell as he got up from the bed. “Fuck -- I hope so, too.”
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As the tie covered his eyes, Devin couldn’t help but think that the Emperor was into some rather kinky shit. Savin’s hands moved from the back of his head and trailed down the sides of his neck yet again, causing small shivers down Devin’s spine.
It took a moment to get used to the feel of the fabric across his eyes -- and another moment to really accept that he wasn’t going to see much. “Is that too tight?” Savin asked. His voice sounded more distant than it was several seconds ago.
Devin shook his head, trying to pull himself up to a more seated position. Savin’s hands gently pushed him back down, nails digging into his shoulders. Those same nails raked downward, over Devin’s chest. When they grazed his nipples, he arched his back, gasping. Savin chuckled softly at that, his lips suddenly much lower than Devin had expected as they pressed themselves against the ridge of his ribcage.
Devin felt the bed shift under Savin’s weight as Savin positioned himself between Devin’s legs. Devin gasped as Savin’s arousal pressed into him, his nails still tracing patterns on Devin’s chest and stomach. The more Devin squirmed, the harder Savin’s nails seemed to dig in.
“By the way,” Savin said suddenly, resting on top of Devin. His weight seemed way more solid, now. “I’m an insufferable tease and I like making my partners beg for it,” he continued, nipping and kissing along Devin’s shoulders again. With each bite, Devin gasped, his arms struggling against the ties that held them in place.
“Like hell am I going to fucking beg for it,” Devin managed, moaning as Savin rolled his hips into him.
He heard Savin breathe in sharply. A weird sense of foreboding filled him as Savin pulled away from him, his nails biting him as they dug into his hips. “Is that a challenge? Because I literally have all day for this.”
Devin smirked, wishing he could see the expression on Savin’s face. The fact that Savin’s voice had dropped, his breathing heavy, was enough to turn Devin on even further. “Sure, why not?”
Suddenly, Savin’s weight shifted again, moving off of Devin and -- did he move off of the bed? His whole body ached for more of Savin’s touch. “Where the fuck did you go?”
“Do you like toys, Devin? Because if you’re not going to beg for my cock then I can at least put something else in you.”
Devin breathed in sharply himself, wishing he could pull his hands free and start stroking himself as he heard Savin’s footsteps move away from the bed. “That’s awfully nice of you!” he found himself saying.
“Didn’t say I’d let you come from it.”
That just made Devin’s cock ache even more. He began to struggle against the ties again, finding himself vaguely impressed with how well Savin had tied him to the headboard. “You still won’t get me to beg.”
Devin felt the bed shift again as Savin climbed back onto it. Without being able to see, he had to rely on his ears to try and figure out what Savin was doing. When rough hands pushed his thighs up and open, Devin tensed. A single, lubed finger pressed into him slowly. Devin squirmed a bit, rocking against Savin’s finger.
“You sure I won’t get you to beg?” Savin asked, his breath brushing against Devin’s cock. Lips pressed against the base of it as another finger slid inside Devin, causing Devin to gasp. “You’re trying to fuck yourself on my fingers.” Savin’s lips brushed against him as he talked, moving away from Devin’s cock.
Just as Devin stopped rocking himself against Savin’s fingers, they were gone. Devin whined at the sudden loss, despite himself. Savin’s lips returned, kissing along the inside of Devin’s thighs. His nails dragged along the tops of Devin’s thighs. Savin’s lips ghosted over his cock, never staying there for more than a second before landing elsewhere on Devin’s body.
When he felt something round and smooth press in him, Devin found himself moaning. He tried to steady his breathing as Savin flicked his tongue over the tip of cock, trying to show no signs of how badly he wanted Savin to swallow him all over again. The first object went in slowly, a second not so far behind it. Devin lost count of how many -- he guessed anal beads, judging by the shape -- but each one stretched him in ways he wished Savin’s cock would.
As Savin pressed the last one inside of him, his mouth wrapped around Devin’s cock. Devin moaned loudly, his fingers curling in on themselves as he couldn’t grasp anything. Savin’s hands found themselves on hips, nails dragging along skin as he sucked Devin shallowly, tongue teasing.
Devin bucked his hips, the anal beads moving inside him as he did so. “Oh god,” he moaned, his nails biting into his palms. He wished he could watch -- and every little touch of Savin’s hands and mouth seemed to intensify the longer the tie remained wrapped around his eyes. Savin’s mouth slid off of his cock, lips kissing up his hips and back towards his chest. Meanwhile, one of his hands wrapped around Devin, pumping him slowly.
“I want to watch you squirm. I want your whole body to jump at my touch before I fuck you,” Savin muttered between kisses. Devin shuddered.
“What happened to -- ah! -- wanting me to beg?” Devin gasped out.
“Oh, you’re going to fucking beg,” Savin said, his hand tightening around Devin briefly before he pulled all but the tips of his fingers away from it. His lips were at Devin’s neck again, definitely leaving marks as teeth ravished him. “No two ways about it. You don’t get a cock in your ass, otherwise.”
“But I already have something in my ass.” Devin really, really wished he could stop talking. He could feel Savin’s whole body tense beside him, his hand no longer trailing up and down his cock. Instead, it moved downward, reaching between his legs.
“I can change that.”
Devin never knew four words could make him shudder in such a way. “N-No -- keep them -- keep them in!”
Savin’s hand paused, the tips of his fingers barely touching Devin. Then Devin felt the last bead in him begin to slip out, slowly. He could tell Savin began to pull them out of him. “You gotta do better than that if you want me to keep them in...”
Devin gasped as the first anal bead popped out, the second one not too far behind it. He struggled against the ties again, trying to squirm away from Savin. He wasn’t going to beg. He wasn’t going to beg. He wasn’t going to beg. “Don’t take them out!” he whined. He felt that whining was a better alternative.
He swore he heard Savin’s breath grow heavy as the second anal bead still moved out of him slowly. Devin cursed as he moaned. The beads coming out felt as good as them going in -- but he wanted them to stay in. “At this rate, Devin, you’re not going to have anything in you,” Savin said finally as he continued to pull them out. “Beg.”
Devin realized Savin was moving them out of him faster, now. Gritting his teeth, he mumbled something even he couldn’t hear.
The beads stopped moving. Savin’s breathing could definitely be heard in the silence. “Say it again,” he ordered.
“Please,” Devin spat out despite himself, his whole body aching for Savin’s touch at that order. Savin’s hands gripped his thighs tightly as his mouth suddenly surrounded Devin’s cock again, this time taking as much of him as possible. Devin cried out, throwing his head back against the pillows as he writhed on the bed.
He could feel himself grow close again as Savin sucked harder and pushed the rest of the anal beads back in Devin. Just as he thought he would reach the edge yet again, Savin suddenly stopped. Devin cursed, the curses intermingled with moans as Savin pulled the anal beads out of him once again, this time not stopping no matter how many times Devin pleaded with him not to.
“You -- you --”
Savin chuckled, his hands sliding along Devin’s torso as he spread himself on top of him. Devin rolled his hips, trying to rub himself against Savin. “Almost came again, didn’t you?” Savin asked, amusement lacing his voice.
“You bastard,” Devin groaned as Savin’s hands pushed his hips against the bed.
“Stop trying to get yourself off,” Savin growled, his nails anchoring themselves in Devin’s hips. The order sent a shiver down Devin’s spine. Savin’s hands were much more forceful now, rough and harsh against his skin as they followed the curve of Devin’s hips and around to his ass.
“I’m not done teasing you yet.”
Savin’s weight shifted lower again, his hands pushing underneath Devin’s thighs. As Savin spread him wide, Devin groaned, wondering what it was Savin had planned next for him. He desperately wanted something inside of him again -- wanted to reach the edge and actually feel release.
He felt something wet and warm trace the edge of his entrance, gasping and moving his hips towards the new sensation. He could feel Savin’s breath against him, his hands spreading him even further while Savin’s tongue -- that had to have been Savin’s tongue -- pressed into him even further.
It just made him want to be fucked even more. His cock ached, his shoulders ached -- he tried yet again to break free of the ties. Wanted nothing more than to grab Savin by his hair and pull him up for a kiss -- to get Savin’s cock that much closer to pressing against him the same way Savin’s tongue did at that moment.
He squirmed, moaning loudly as Savin’s tongue continued to tease. Then he felt a finger slip inside him, curling upwards just slightly. As Savin pressed his spot, he cried out. He couldn’t see but he could hear Savin smirk to himself.
“You know what to say, Devin,” Savin muttered, his mouth barely brushing against his aching cock again. Even the slightest touch made Devin shudder, now, his whole body reacting and screaming for more.
“Fuck me,” Devin gasped. “Just -- fucking fuck me already!”
Savin’s breath shuddered against his cock. A second finger slipped inside him. The fingers moved in and out of him slowly -- so fucking slowly. “Close,” Savin managed -- even his voice was strained, now, “but not quite. Try again.”
“Please.” Devin couldn’t believe he was saying it again. He hoped it was enough as Savin’s fingers picked up their pace, striking against his spot with more force. Savin’s other hand pressed his hip into the bed, trying to hold Devin still.
“Stop trying to fuck yourself on my fingers,” Savin’s voice was rough. “Again. And fucking mean it, this time.”
“Getting impatient, Emperor?” Devin quipped. Savin’s weight shifted, his fingers sliding out of Devin yet again.
Savin’s lips were on his, tongue impatiently slipping past Devin’s lips before he could say anything else. Savin pressed his cock against Devin, rubbing against him as they both groaned into the kiss. “Yes. And if you don’t fucking beg and mean it I’m going to jerk off and leave you hanging without ever having had my cock in your ass.”
“Fucking hell please just fuck me,” Devin practically sobbed. His whole body ached under Savin’s weight, begging for release. Savin kissed him again as he positioned himself between Devin’s legs, something larger pressing at his entrance, but not quite inside him yet. “Please fucking put it in me already!”
Savin thrust inside him, that single roll of his hips causing Devin to writhe almost uncontrollably. His whole body tingled, each brush of Savin’s hands elsewhere on his body causing him to jump towards his touch. Without moving deeper inside of him, Savin hands trailed up the length of Devin’s body. Devin then felt his fingers dig at the knots that kept Devin’s arms pinned in place. When his arms were free, Devin immediately found Savin’s hips, trying to pull the other man even deeper inside him.
Savin’s hands quickly pinned his down, holding his arms in place as he thrust again, this time more shallowly than before. “No touching,” Savin muttered, thrusting again. His mouth was at Devin’s throat, biting just as he thrust inside Devin.
“But you’re barely fucking in me,” Devin groaned, gripping the sheets as he tried to match Savin’s slow thrusts.
Savin laughed, letting go of Devin’s arms and hooking Devin’s legs over his shoulders and thrusting further inside of him. “That’s the point. You haven’t asked to come, yet.”
“I have to fucking ask?” Devin said, exasperated. He felt his body tense as Savin struck deep within him, pushing against his spot.
“I mentioned I was an insufferable tease, didn’t I?” Savin asked, moaning slightly. The noise could barely be heard over Devin’s harsh breathing, but Devin heard it. He rolled his hips in an attempt to match Savin’s next thrust. Without thinking, Devin tugged at the blindfold, moving it up and over his eyes.
Savin’s face came into focus, the smirk Devin had imagined was even more insufferable than ever. “Decided you wanted to see, huh?” Savin asked, bending Devin even further in half as his pace quickened -- though it was still way too fucking slow for Devin’s taste.
Devin moaned in response, his hands itching to grab Savin’s ass again and pull him deeper inside him. Each thrust was too shallow, too slow. But each one struck him just right, each just hard enough to cause him to gasp and moan.
He could tell he was close already, his body tensing around Savin as each thrust went just slightly deeper inside of him. He had to ask. Part of him wanted to be stubborn, to push Savin’s buttons some more -- but his body craved release. Savin seemed to sense this, pushing Devin’s legs back down as his nails dug into Devin’s hips again.
“Please,” he moaned, refusing to look at Savin as he did so. “Please, fuck me faster. I wanna -- ah! oh fuck -- I wanna come!”
“Fucking took you long enough,” Savin muttered, grasping Devin’s chin and forcing him to look at him before thrusting into Devin faster. They kissed again, teeth and tongue clashing briefly before Savin held onto his hips and pounded into him.
It was too much. Devin threw his head back again, his hands clawing at the sheets and desperately wanting to claw at Savin’s back. “Can I -- can I touch you?”
“Yes,” Savin grunted, pushing his thrusts deeper into Devin as he did so. Devin’s hands flew to his back, his nails clawing and digging into Savin’s skin. Savin moaned loudly on top of him, gasping as Devin’s nails raked his back.
Devin breathed in sharply when Savin struck his spot, doing so over and over. His whole body tensed, his hands reaching for Savin’s ass to push him even deeper inside him. Devin wasn’t sure if the sound that came from his mouth was human or not as he came, gasping and unable to catch his breath.
Savin seemed to follow his lead, his thrusts growing erratic before he shuddered to a stop, also out of breath. They looked at one another for a brief moment before Savin pulled out of him, rolling to the side. “Fuck,” he moaned, looking up at the ceiling.
“Not suddenly regretting fucking a random stranger you just met, are you?” Devin asked, sitting up on the bed.
Savin shook his head. He grinned, looking up at Devin. “No -- I just haven’t come that hard in a long, long time.”
Devin smoothed his hair back and found himself smirking at Savin. “You’re welcome.” He rolled his shoulders, trying to regain all feeling in them. “I guess I should head back now...?”
“You can go ahead and take a shower first. Hopefully your boyfriend won’t mind that I borrowed you for the day.”
Devin’s smirk fell as he got up from the bed. “Fuck -- I hope so, too.”
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