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light the room, he couldn't make out Arthur's expression from the shadows of his
face. Arthur must have heard his thoughts, for with a light touch, he smoothed the hair
from his eyes, holding it back as he palmed his skull.
The lust and need in Arthur's intent gaze flooded Leopold's senses. Damn, it felt
beyond good to give Arthur pleasure. Unlike anything he'd ever experienced.
He sucked harder, relaxed his throat, and took him down to the base, reveling in
the tremor racking Arthur's body. In the guttural groan filling his ears. On the next
upward glide, he paused to lavish attention on the crown, drinking up the fresh bead of
precum, teasing the highly sensitive slit. Then he pulled free, planted his hands on
Arthur's inner thighs, and pushed. The man spread for him, fully exposing the ballocks
drawn up tight to his body. Leopold bowed his head to trail his tongue over the soft
skin, the fine hairs a tickle on his lips. Gently sucked on first one and then the other
testicle. All the while, his senses acutely attuned to Arthur, instinctively sorting out
what he liked best and doing it again.
For by dawn tomorrow, he'd have Arthur bound so tightly to him with pleasure,
he'd never so much as look at another man again.
He shifted up. Grabbed Arthur's neck and slanted his mouth harshly over his in a
quick, hot kiss. “Turn over. I want to lick your arse.”
Arthur's breath caught, his eyes wide with surprise yet glazed with desire. “Oh,
fuck, Thorn. You're going to be the death of me.”
“I should hope not. Though it wouldn't be a bad way to go.” He nipped Arthur's
jaw. “Now turn.”
Arthur twisted, and Leopold wasted no time scooting down to palm the firmly
muscled backside he'd only seen in his fantasies. A tug on his hips got Arthur canted at
the necessary angle. Spreading the firm cheeks, he let his breath fan the exposed crack
of his arse. The tight ring of muscle contracted.
Arthur sucked in a breath as Leopold's tongue danced over his skin, liberally
wetting it. Then he swirled his thumb over that tight hole, trying to coax it to relax.
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Letting out a moan, Arthur pushed back, seeking more. Leopold ignored the lust
clawing at his own throat and eagerly gave Arthur what he wanted. He rimmed the
perimeter. Nipped and teased. Focused all his attention on giving Arthur the most
decadent of pleasures.
Scattered between Arthur's indecipherable grunts and moans, he could make out a
few words. “Didn't know… Damnation, Thorn… Feels so good.”
It almost sounded like… He paused, recalling the surprise in Arthur's eyes when
he'd told him what he wanted to do to him. “Haven't you had a man kiss your arse
before?”
Arthur glanced over his shoulder. Even with the dim lighting, he could make out
the flush staining his cheeks, the sweat beading his brow.
He shook his head.
“And do you like it?”
The guttural groan spoke for itself.
“And I haven't even gotten to the best part yet.”
A quick wink and then the tip of his tongue slipped into that tempting hole. He
felt the instant when Arthur opened for him, the ring of muscle relaxing. He alternated
between tongue fucking and teasing the perimeter, occasionally slipping a finger inside,
stroking him deep, until the need building within himself became more than he could
keep at bay.
He levered up to cover the man and nuzzled his ear, his pulse skittering through
his veins with a sudden pinch of uncertainty. “Will you let me fuck you?”
“Yes.” Arthur gasped. “God, please.”
He blinked. He couldn't say why he hadn't expected that answer, but he hadn't.
“Really?”
Arthur turned his head, caught his gaze. “You thought all I wanted was to bugger
you? I happen to like the feel of a hard cock in my arse.”
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Leopold bit down on his shoulder as lust slammed into him. Damnation. If Arthur
continued to talk like that, he'd come all over his bum. He quickly leaned
face. Arthur must have heard his thoughts, for with a light touch, he smoothed the hair
from his eyes, holding it back as he palmed his skull.
The lust and need in Arthur's intent gaze flooded Leopold's senses. Damn, it felt
beyond good to give Arthur pleasure. Unlike anything he'd ever experienced.
He sucked harder, relaxed his throat, and took him down to the base, reveling in
the tremor racking Arthur's body. In the guttural groan filling his ears. On the next
upward glide, he paused to lavish attention on the crown, drinking up the fresh bead of
precum, teasing the highly sensitive slit. Then he pulled free, planted his hands on
Arthur's inner thighs, and pushed. The man spread for him, fully exposing the ballocks
drawn up tight to his body. Leopold bowed his head to trail his tongue over the soft
skin, the fine hairs a tickle on his lips. Gently sucked on first one and then the other
testicle. All the while, his senses acutely attuned to Arthur, instinctively sorting out
what he liked best and doing it again.
For by dawn tomorrow, he'd have Arthur bound so tightly to him with pleasure,
he'd never so much as look at another man again.
He shifted up. Grabbed Arthur's neck and slanted his mouth harshly over his in a
quick, hot kiss. “Turn over. I want to lick your arse.”
Arthur's breath caught, his eyes wide with surprise yet glazed with desire. “Oh,
fuck, Thorn. You're going to be the death of me.”
“I should hope not. Though it wouldn't be a bad way to go.” He nipped Arthur's
jaw. “Now turn.”
Arthur twisted, and Leopold wasted no time scooting down to palm the firmly
muscled backside he'd only seen in his fantasies. A tug on his hips got Arthur canted at
the necessary angle. Spreading the firm cheeks, he let his breath fan the exposed crack
of his arse. The tight ring of muscle contracted.
Arthur sucked in a breath as Leopold's tongue danced over his skin, liberally
wetting it. Then he swirled his thumb over that tight hole, trying to coax it to relax.
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Letting out a moan, Arthur pushed back, seeking more. Leopold ignored the lust
clawing at his own throat and eagerly gave Arthur what he wanted. He rimmed the
perimeter. Nipped and teased. Focused all his attention on giving Arthur the most
decadent of pleasures.
Scattered between Arthur's indecipherable grunts and moans, he could make out a
few words. “Didn't know… Damnation, Thorn… Feels so good.”
It almost sounded like… He paused, recalling the surprise in Arthur's eyes when
he'd told him what he wanted to do to him. “Haven't you had a man kiss your arse
before?”
Arthur glanced over his shoulder. Even with the dim lighting, he could make out
the flush staining his cheeks, the sweat beading his brow.
He shook his head.
“And do you like it?”
The guttural groan spoke for itself.
“And I haven't even gotten to the best part yet.”
A quick wink and then the tip of his tongue slipped into that tempting hole. He
felt the instant when Arthur opened for him, the ring of muscle relaxing. He alternated
between tongue fucking and teasing the perimeter, occasionally slipping a finger inside,
stroking him deep, until the need building within himself became more than he could
keep at bay.
He levered up to cover the man and nuzzled his ear, his pulse skittering through
his veins with a sudden pinch of uncertainty. “Will you let me fuck you?”
“Yes.” Arthur gasped. “God, please.”
He blinked. He couldn't say why he hadn't expected that answer, but he hadn't.
“Really?”
Arthur turned his head, caught his gaze. “You thought all I wanted was to bugger
you? I happen to like the feel of a hard cock in my arse.”
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Leopold bit down on his shoulder as lust slammed into him. Damnation. If Arthur
continued to talk like that, he'd come all over his bum. He quickly leaned
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