the words.
He could feel Faolan’s smile around his shaft. Thankfully, the man knew when to stop talking. Running the tip of his tongue around the head of Gar’s cock repeatedly caused him to break out into a sweat. Gar’s breath came out in short gasps until he was sure he was going to pass out from lack of oxygen.
Finally pulling Faolan’s face away, Gar looked down into those beautiful blue eyes. Without thinking, he leaned forward and kissed the man hard, driving his tongue into Faolan’s mouth, needing to feel something—any sort of connection. Gods, he was so tired of being alone.
“I’m going to fuck you now, pirate.”
Surprisingly, Faolan shivered, his eyes dipping closed for a second before his smug, sexy look returned.
“Bet I last longer than you.”
Gar pushed him back hard against the couch. “That’s a bet I’ll take.”
Pausing only long enough to strip away his remaining clothing, Gar reveled in the feel of bare flesh on flesh. He pressed every inch of his body against Faolan’s, needing to absorb the other man’s strength and heat into his body. Their cocks, hot and hard, rubbed against each other, the pressure almost too much to take. But Gar wasn’t going to lose.
Reaching between them, he slid his hand over Faolan’s cock, down to press against the tight ring of his ass. Faolan gasped as Gar’s finger penetrated, but he didn’t look away. Instead, he ran his hand up Gar’s arm, over his shoulder and neck, threading his fingers through his hair. The touch almost loving as Faolan caressed his skin. Fuck, Gar was reading too much into a simple embrace. Closing his eyes, he increased the pressure on Faolan’s ass, knowing he’d need to prepare the other man for what he was about to do.
“Right pocket of my pants,” Faolan moaned.
It only took a second to retrieve the small bottle of lubricant. Raising a single eyebrow at him, Gar waited. Faolan chuckled.
“You caught me in the arms of two lovers. What did you expect?”
He had a point.
Squeezing a generous amount of the gel into his palm, Gar gripped his cock, running a hand up and down the length, never once tearing his gaze away from Faolan. Despite the pirate’s reputation of being a voracious lover, the look he gave Gar was nothing short of admiring.
Gar pressed a lubed finger into Faolan’s ass, enjoying the look of pleasure clouding his eyes. When he added a second, then third finger, his lover’s hips bucked and he grabbed at the edges of the couch as if to hold on for dear life.
“It’s been so long…” Faolan started before biting on his lower lip, stopping the words.
“You won’t have to wait much longer.”
With that, Gar removed his fingers and pushed Faolan’s legs wide, positioning himself against the tight opening. The pressure against the tip of his cock forced Gar’s eyes closed so he could enjoy the sensation. Steadily, he pushed forward. Only once he was buried balls-deep and Faolan’s body couldn’t take any more did Gar pause to catch his breath.
“So good,” he muttered.
“I promise, it will be much better if you start to move ,” Faolan encouraged with a soft bucking of his hips.
“Impatient. I’ll take care of you.”
“You better, hunter.”
Gar wrapped his hand around Faolan’s cock and squeezed hard. “I never go back on a promise.”
Words were lost between them then. Gar began to gently move his hips, driving himself in and out of Faolan’s ass with slow precision, deep enough to graze the other man’s prostate each time. He somehow managed to keep perfect time with his hand as he stroked Faolan’s shaft, squeezing at the base, knowing the pressure would drive the captain close to the edge without pushing him over.
They continued in this manner for several minutes, the sound of their moans, gasps and sweat-covered bodies slapping against each other filling the cabin. Gar couldn’t think, could only feel. Gods, this was what it was like to abandon himself…he