Ceridor (Danubian #4)

8. Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight

Johann

"Normally, that kind of take-charge attitude is something I'd find hot," said Ceridor after a while. "Once I'm warmed up and more used to it, I don't mind if you're a bit forceful with me. In fact, I prefer it."

That sent shivers of pleasure running through me. "What kind of things do you like?"

He thought about that for a moment. "I want my lover to take, so that I can give. Just take, and take, and take, so that I can give, and give, and give."

"What do you mean?" I asked, totally lost.

He pointed to the door. "Out there, we are absolute equals. But in bed, I want to be pinned down and fucked till you come, not till I do. If I come, keep going until you get what you want, as long as I'm not safe-wording or asking you to stop for something."

"Safe-wording?" I asked.

His eyes widened in realization. "It's a set word that means stop and check-in with me. For now, if I'm saying words like ‘no' and ‘stop' or ‘wait' assume that I mean them and you should heed them."

" Ja genau ," I confirmed, a little confused why I wouldn't heed them, but I could ask him to explain it to me in more detail later.

I rolled over him and kissed him soundly. He whimpered against my lips and I drove my tongue into his hot mouth, the mouth that had sucked my cock just a few hours ago.

Ceridor was an excellent kisser and just like everything else, he showed me what to do. He taught me how to kiss him by kissing me the way he wanted me to and responding enthusiastically when I copied him. We made out lusciously while I humped our cocks together, seeking more friction than the action could give.

Ceridor threw his arms on the mattress so his wrists were by his ears. I moved down and sucked on each of his nipples, urged on by his sighs and how he arched his back and folded his legs around my hips.

Then a thought clicked as to why he'd thrown his arms up like that. "Do you want me to hold you down?"

" Yes ," he whispered, bucking his hips so that our cocks brushed together.

I grabbed both his wrists and pinned him against the mattress. Ceridor's mouth fell open and lust danced in his eyes. He threw his head to the side and I leaned in and licked the side of his neck all the way down to the meaty juncture at his shoulder, where I bit him softly and then a little bit harder when he seemed to like it.

"Can I fuck you?" I all but begged. "I'll go slow and listen, I promise."

"Please fuck me, Johann," murmured Ceridor. "I want you to fuck me senseless, but it's been so long... please go slowly this time."

"I will, Schatz ," I promised. "I don't want to hurt you."

He whined when I let him go but I vowed I'd hold him down in just a second. I lubed up my cock and his hole liberally, and this time I pressed in slowly, giving him time to breathe and nod to me to go forward each little bit. When I finally sheathed myself to the hilt, I leaned forward again and pinned him to mattress, amused he was bendy enough with the pillow under his hips.

When Ceridor gave me the go-ahead, I pulled out and pushed back in so slowly. Reaching down, I pumped his cock with the same rhythm as I thrust into him, holding both his hands pinned over his head with my other hand. He liked that, squirming and coaxing and begging, urging me to fuck him harder, please.

After all this buildup, I knew I'd come soon, so I relented and gave into my desires. Kneeling back on my haunches, I grabbed his hips in a firm grip and focused on thrusting.

Ceridor reached down and stroked his cock with one hand, fondling his balls with the other.

"Are you sure?" I asked. "I can suck you off after."

"Next time," he promised and I increased my pace, thrilled that he wanted to have a next time with me.

The sounds of our lovemaking filled the room, skin slapping skin, my balls smacking his cheeks while I pounded his ass and took my pleasure from him. The sight of his long fingers stroking his cock drove me on.

Ceridor increased his pace until he jerked himself furiously, clamping down on my cock and driving me crazy. He came on a cry and his spasms threw me over the edge and milked me for all I was worth. I came in his ass, shooting into his hot body and marking him as mine. In my dreams, only I could do this to him.

Tightening all his muscles like a coiled spring, Ceridor spurted on his belly and chest, then released me and sank into the mattress on a pleasured sigh. I snagged my handkerchief and cleaned us both off, then pulled the blanket up over us and cuddled him close.

"Was it good?" I asked as Ceridor snuggled into my chest. "Or at least good enough?"

He cooed on an exhalation. "It was good, more than good enough. I request a repeat performance as soon as you're up for it. Thank you for trusting me with your virginity."

I preened under his praise. "Repeat performance in the morning?"

He sobered. "If your father swears loyalty to the High King and all is well, then yes. I hope my fears and suspicions are just that. I'd heard rumors that Ulbrecht was headed to West Danube and rushed over here."

That sounded pretty dire. "Effie and I visited the camp and shared snacks and honeyed tea. I got the chance to meet Ulbrecht and tell him that if I were king, I would swear loyalty to him. He let me kiss his hand and offered me a spot among his fighters."

"That was..." Ceridor angled up to meet my eyes. "That was smart. A risk, but very smart."

"It was Effie's idea."

He smiled. "You have a very intelligent twin."

"I do."

We fell silent a moment.

"Promise me something, Ceridor?" I asked.

"What is it?"

"If…if we wake up to chaos in the morning and my father comes for me, please get Effie to safety. If she's alive, I can survive anything."

Ceridor cupped my cheeks and I leaned in. He kissed me, his lips petal soft. "I promise, Johann. I will get Effie somewhere safe, first and foremost. Then I will come back for you."

I pushed down my tears. "Thank you."

He settled back down and we drifted away holding each other. Come what may, I would never forget this night.