Last part :( Thanks so much for the comments! I really enjoyed them!
Ice Ice Baby Part 5
Douglas wasn’t one to ignore a direct order. Or at least not one of a sexual variety.
Martin pulled Douglas’ hair again, his eagerness and desperation showing in the strength of his grip.
“Okay.” Douglas’ whisper sounded more like a moan, but it got Martin to drop his hand. Douglas took the opportunity to flip Martin onto his back, then leaned down to kiss him as soon as he could.
Fingernails dug into his back and Martin whimpered into his mouth. “Please.”
Douglas broke the kiss and spit into his palm, quickly coating his dick. Martin had already been well prepped from Douglas’ tongue, which was a relief because the lube was somewhere in the luggage by the door.
Martin lifted his legs, hooking them across Douglas’ lower back.
With a confident slide, Douglas entered Martin. Cold. Douglas had forgotten about the cold. He felt himself wilting and tried to pull back, but Martin tightened his octopus-like grip and wouldn’t allow it.
Martin huffed a breathy laugh against Douglas’ cheek and fingered the hair at the nape of his neck. Then he found Douglas’ mouth with his own.
Douglas kissed back. Warmth trickled back into him.
Martin must have felt it too. His kisses turned frantic and he squirmed, urging Douglas to move.
Douglas’ first thrusts were shallow until Martin loosened his death-grip, allowing him to pull back and slam back in. The cheap bed creaked. The headboard thumped against the wall. Douglas tried to remember if Carolyn and Arthur’s room was on that side of the wall or the one opposite. Then he realised he didn’t care. He would come up with a suitable explanation in the morning.
So close. Douglas could tell that Martin was almost there as well by the desperate noises Martin made into his shoulder and the way Martin kept clenching around him. Douglas came first, reaching between them to sloppily jerk Martin off, pressing their lips together so he could swallow the cries as Martin came.
Martin pushed Douglas off him, barely any strength behind the move. “I really need a cold shower now,” Martin said, still trying to catch his breath.
“I’ll join you,” Douglas offered, propping himself up on one elbow and grinning down at his captain.
Fill: Ice Ice Baby 5/5
Thanks so much for the comments! I really enjoyed them!
Ice Ice Baby Part 5
Douglas wasn’t one to ignore a direct order. Or at least not one of a sexual variety.
Martin pulled Douglas’ hair again, his eagerness and desperation showing in the strength of his grip.
“Okay.” Douglas’ whisper sounded more like a moan, but it got Martin to drop his hand. Douglas took the opportunity to flip Martin onto his back, then leaned down to kiss him as soon as he could.
Fingernails dug into his back and Martin whimpered into his mouth. “Please.”
Douglas broke the kiss and spit into his palm, quickly coating his dick. Martin had already been well prepped from Douglas’ tongue, which was a relief because the lube was somewhere in the luggage by the door.
Martin lifted his legs, hooking them across Douglas’ lower back.
With a confident slide, Douglas entered Martin. Cold. Douglas had forgotten about the cold. He felt himself wilting and tried to pull back, but Martin tightened his octopus-like grip and wouldn’t allow it.
Martin huffed a breathy laugh against Douglas’ cheek and fingered the hair at the nape of his neck. Then he found Douglas’ mouth with his own.
Douglas kissed back. Warmth trickled back into him.
Martin must have felt it too. His kisses turned frantic and he squirmed, urging Douglas to move.
Douglas’ first thrusts were shallow until Martin loosened his death-grip, allowing him to pull back and slam back in. The cheap bed creaked. The headboard thumped against the wall. Douglas tried to remember if Carolyn and Arthur’s room was on that side of the wall or the one opposite. Then he realised he didn’t care. He would come up with a suitable explanation in the morning.
So close. Douglas could tell that Martin was almost there as well by the desperate noises Martin made into his shoulder and the way Martin kept clenching around him. Douglas came first, reaching between them to sloppily jerk Martin off, pressing their lips together so he could swallow the cries as Martin came.
Martin pushed Douglas off him, barely any strength behind the move. “I really need a cold shower now,” Martin said, still trying to catch his breath.
“I’ll join you,” Douglas offered, propping himself up on one elbow and grinning down at his captain.
“Uugh.”