The empath shuddered slightly, making a deep moan at the warmth of Isaac’s hand. “C’mon c’mon …” he whimpered.
Trembling as he held his hips flush against his boyfriend’s rear, he nodded and slowly pulled out, only to thrust back in, immediately setting up a gentle, but deep pace. “O-oh…I love you….”
All Summer could do at that point was make various noises indicative of pleasure. “We’re — we’re doing this again when — ngh — god Isaac — when I’m female … ” he managed to force out, between whimpers, rocking back in tune with the werewolf’s rhythm.
She laughed, making sure the necklace — his necklace — didn’t get tangled as he disrobed her. “You say that now,” she whispered, eyes dancing, “but imagine next year. And the next, and the next … ” She tipped her head back, making a soft pleased noise at his touch.
“O-oh…is that a new tradition that we’re creating here? Suddenly, I’m looking forward to Christmas every year now…” He trailed off hopefully, eyes widening as he leaned down to press a kiss to the swell of her breasts.
“Every Christmas will be better than the last … ” She shivered slightly under his mouth, leaning back on her hands, hair pooling on the floor. The fire popped, and she grinned. “Are you going to make love to me in front of the fire, babe?”
The redhead bit his tongue on his equally instant response — like he would tell Isaac he was hurting him. The pain would pass, for one thing, and for another then they’d be wasting time soothing Isaac for something he hadn’t meant to do.
Anyway there was so much lube and Isaac had been so careful, there wasn’t any pain, just a vague strangeness. It really wasn’t at all like being a girl … and then his eyes rounded as Isaac bottomed out. Nope, not like a girl at all!
It was even tighter than when Summer was a girl and he was inside of her, but he loved this just as much, probably because it was a relatively new sensation. Pressing a kiss to the back of his boyfriend’s neck as he stilled inside of him, he waited patiently, wrapping one arm around the other male’s waist as the other splayed out beside them on the bed. “S’good, Summer…”
The empath shuddered slightly, making a deep moan at the warmth of Isaac’s hand. “C’mon c’mon …” he whimpered.
“I’m — ooohhhh.” Summer cut himself off on a low moan, rocking harder and grinding down into the bed before shifting his hips back. “God if you don’t take me — “
Kissing his way down his boyfriend’s back, he finally removed his fingers and gazed down for a moment, trying to calm down. “Okay…you have to let me know if it hurts or anything, okay?” He stated instantly, before ever so slowly pushing his way inside Summer’s body, grunting at the sensation.
The redhead bit his tongue on his equally instant response — like he would tell Isaac he was hurting him. The pain would pass, for one thing, and for another then they’d be wasting time soothing Isaac for something he hadn’t meant to do.
Anyway there was so much lube and Isaac had been so careful, there wasn’t any pain, just a vague strangeness. It really wasn’t at all like being a girl … and then his eyes rounded as Isaac bottomed out. Nope, not like a girl at all!
She ran the fingers of one hand down his cheek before locking her arms around his neck again. “Don’t stop then,” she purred, giving another bounce. “Finish opening your other present.” Another kiss kept him from replying to that right away, as she teased at his mouth with teeth and tongue.
He groaned deeply and arched up to grind his hips against hers, before he smirked with apparent delight. “This really is the best Christmas ever…” He hummed and began tugging her shirt off, fingers eagerly roaming across her bare chest.
She laughed, making sure the necklace — his necklace — didn’t get tangled as he disrobed her. “You say that now,” she whispered, eyes dancing, “but imagine next year. And the next, and the next … ” She tipped her head back, making a soft pleased noise at his touch.
“Could feel better,” the redhead hinted, still rocking back and forth.
“You’re not supposed to be sassy right now, you’re supposed to be speechless,” Isaac pouted and immediately added a third finger, resuming his thrusting as he tried to render the other male into an incomprehensible puddle of pleasure.
“I’m — ooohhhh.” Summer cut himself off on a low moan, rocking harder and grinding down into the bed before shifting his hips back. “God if you don’t take me — “
“Maybe not /innocent/ … ” she drawled. She grinned at him, nose wrinkling. “So you don’t like my idea, then?”
“Mmm, that’s my Summer right there,” he praised her and leaned to kiss her sweetly on the nose, a delighted laugh tearing from him. “Oh no, I really do. In fact, I’d be quite disappointed if we stopped now…”
She ran the fingers of one hand down his cheek before locking her arms around his neck again. “Don’t stop then,” she purred, giving another bounce. “Finish opening your other present.” Another kiss kept him from replying to that right away, as she teased at his mouth with teeth and tongue.
“Oh,” she said with exaggerated surprise, “I thought I was asking you for ideas.” She giggled under his kiss, winding both arms around his neck. “What is this best idea I’ve had just now?”
He spluttered out indignantly and then allowed a smile to tug at his lips, rolling his eyes in fond exasperation. “So, you climbing onto my lap and wriggling is entirely innocent, huh?”
“Maybe not /innocent/ … ” she drawled. She grinned at him, nose wrinkling. “So you don’t like my idea, then?”
Another choked laugh, coupled with heavy breathing, and Summer gasped, “M-might have some idea. More?”
Smiling and biting down playfully into his boyfriend’s cheek, he added another finger and sped up his thrusting, watching the other male’s body with awe. “You feel so good…”
“Could feel better,” the redhead hinted, still rocking back and forth.
The redhead choked on a laugh, rocking harder. He had to turn his face away from the pillow again, just to breathe, and glanced over his shoulder at Isaac’s face. “F-feels /so/ good,” he managed.
“Yeah? You have no idea how gorgeous you look right now,” he observed and twisted his fingers inside of Summer’s receptive body, thrusting and curling them as he tried to loosen him further. “Another one?”
Another choked laugh, coupled with heavy breathing, and Summer gasped, “M-might have some idea. More?”