Once again Summer reached around, taking Isaac’s cock in his hand and stroking, deliberately off-rhythm with his thrusts. “Come on, baby,” he encouraged.
Whining happily at the nickname, Isaac’s release spilled from him with his body contorting wildly against the other’s, come spilling onto Summer’s hand as he clamped down around him. “Oh!”
“Nnnn — ” Summer managed, entirely incoherently, at the sensation. He had to cling to Isaac, eyes squeezed shut, and hazily wondered if they were doomed to be stuck together now, because he was pretty sure they were just melded together at this point.
“Do you feel it?” Summer grunted. “How hot and tight you are around me, how fucking sexy, how completely perfect you are, do you feel it from me?” Every possible psychic barrier between them was gone, the two boys’ emotions flowing into each other.
“Guh!” He stated not-so-eloquently, hips rolling with increasing desperation as pleasure sparked all over his body and filled his insides, the words spilling from his boyfriend’s lips arousing him further. “Y-yours, for you,” he grunted and clamped around him, snapping his hips back as he allowed the emotions to wash over him, enveloping him like a mental hug.
Once again Summer reached around, taking Isaac’s cock in his hand and stroking, deliberately off-rhythm with his thrusts. “Come on, baby,” he encouraged.
A slight smile quirked Summer’s mouth. “You want to feel what I feel?” He stretched himself over Isaac’s back as far as he could, still thrusting hard, closed his eyes, and empathically poured the sensations into the werewolf.
“M-more than anything,” he murmured in response with a startling amount of coherency, before letting out a strangled cry as Summer leaned over his back and began near enough pounding into him, each thrust eliciting a delighted cry as he angled his head back. “O-oh!”
“Do you feel it?” Summer grunted. “How hot and tight you are around me, how fucking sexy, how completely perfect you are, do you feel it from me?” Every possible psychic barrier between them was gone, the two boys’ emotions flowing into each other.
He danced his fingers up Isaac’s skin, stroking the heaving flesh, and smiled darkly. “For a little. If we’re going to explore, though, shouldn’t we explore all the possible combinations?” He sped up a little more.
“Mmm, I’d like that. I want to feel what you feel, and right now, this is the next best thing,” he groaned aloud and panted into the pillows, clenching as he rocked his hips back and forth slowly, mewling as Summer’s movements sped up. “Yes!”
A slight smile quirked Summer’s mouth. “You want to feel what I feel?” He stretched himself over Isaac’s back as far as he could, still thrusting hard, closed his eyes, and empathically poured the sensations into the werewolf.
Relieved, Summer sped up just a little, laughing under his breath. “Maybe we could find a spell that would turn you female?” he murmured.
Determined to enjoy himself while he could for he knew the spell wouldn’t last forever, Isaac let out a low moan at Summer’s words, clenching around him as he glanced back. “W-would you stay l-like this?”
He danced his fingers up Isaac’s skin, stroking the heaving flesh, and smiled darkly. “For a little. If we’re going to explore, though, shouldn’t we explore all the possible combinations?” He sped up a little more.
He’d found the spot with his fingers, but he wasn’t at all sure he could find it like this. He kept the pace slow and easy, rhythmic, listening to Isaac and hoping he was doing it right. It still felt fantastic, and he couldn’t /believe/ how easy it was for guys to get off. But was it easy for the bottom?
“O-oh, Summer…now I know why female you loves this so much,” he slurred against the pillow and lazily rocked his hips back, feeling fuller and more stretched than ever before, and loving every minute of it. “So good…”
Relieved, Summer sped up just a little, laughing under his breath. “Maybe we could find a spell that would turn you female?” he murmured.
Summer closed his hands more tightly on Isaac’s hipbones, bemused by the way his hands could wrap around those bones now. “Be still,” he breathed, still bent over. He shifted, slowly, easing his knees and leaning back up, before pulling himself almost all the way out and sliding back in. He kept the pace slow.
“S’good, so good,” He slurred as his body quickly grew accustomed to the stretch with a combination of his own supernatural healing powers as well as an eagerness to do this. Nodding, he clutched at the sheets and let out a low moan, lifting his hips up and trying to keep still as his boyfriend began to move.
He’d found the spot with his fingers, but he wasn’t at all sure he could find it like this. He kept the pace slow and easy, rhythmic, listening to Isaac and hoping he was doing it right. It still felt fantastic, and he couldn’t /believe/ how easy it was for guys to get off. But was it easy for the bottom?
Without even the opportunity to prepare, Summer came, stirred to climax by the way Isaac’s body shivered beneath him. “Oh god,” he rasped. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to do that, sorry.” He placed a penitent kiss on Isaac’s spine.
He choked on a sob of protest and wriggled his hips, angling his head back as he clawed at the sheets, chest heaving with exertion. “Please…can’t believe you came just from that…so hot…” He panted out and hung his head then, clenching around him. “Please…”
Summer closed his hands more tightly on Isaac’s hipbones, bemused by the way his hands could wrap around those bones now. “Be still,” he breathed, still bent over. He shifted, slowly, easing his knees and leaning back up, before pulling himself almost all the way out and sliding back in. He kept the pace slow.
Bracing both hands on Isaac’s hips, Summer positioned himself and pressed forward. He had to close his eyes again, growling low in his throat at the pressure and warmth. “Fuck, Isaac,” he breathed. Slowly, he slid in, lost in the sensations, until he was buried to the hilt inside his boyfriend. He leaned forward, pressing his forehead against the werewolf’s lower back, and shuddered.
Mewling as fingers curled around his hipbones, Isaac mouthed at the pillow, legs trembling and twitching as Summer slowly began to push inside his body, and he screwed his eyes tightly shut. Whimpering a little at the pained stretched, he gradually grew accustomed to having the other male buried deep inside of him, his body trembling violently in his boyfriend’s embrace. “O-oh, Summer…”
Without even the opportunity to prepare, Summer came, stirred to climax by the way Isaac’s body shivered beneath him. “Oh god,” he rasped. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to do that, sorry.” He placed a penitent kiss on Isaac’s spine.
Summer closed his eyes and shuddered at the way Isaac’s body moved. “You are the most gorgeous thing,” he said, voice low and rough. He jerked his fingers out fast and hard and grabbed for a condom. If what had happened a moment ago was any indication, actually being in Isaac would be incredible. He rolled the condom on as fast as he could, drowning himself in lube, and rubbed himself up against Isaac.
“Ready?”
He blushed further at the praise, still aroused and begging for more, crying out loudly in protest as Summer removed his fingers, grabbing at the headboard in a desperate attempt to distract himself. His body shook with anticipation for what was about to come, breath hitching as he begged, “Please…please, Summer, I need you…” He rocked his hips back, canting them up in open invitation, angling his head back to fix Summer with a piercing, almost impatient look.
Bracing both hands on Isaac’s hips, Summer positioned himself and pressed forward. He had to close his eyes again, growling low in his throat at the pressure and warmth. “Fuck, Isaac,” he breathed. Slowly, he slid in, lost in the sensations, until he was buried to the hilt inside his boyfriend. He leaned forward, pressing his forehead against the werewolf’s lower back, and shuddered.