nathaniel_kitten | Asher's Room

Asher's Room

Nathaniel had returned at dawn to find Asher in bed, his hand extended to his empty side of the bed. He'd stood there, smiling. After indulging his desire to drink in every inch of Asher's body, Nathaniel headed into the bathroom, cleaning himself as thoroughly as possible. There's no way he can rid himself of Moon's and Jason's scents utterly, but he doesn't think he really needs to.

Clean, dry, and his hair braided, Nathaniel had crawled into bed with Asher, cuddling close to the cool flesh of his lover. Within minutes, he'd fallen asleep, snuggled under the blankets with his vampire, sated, content, and rather happy.

And it's how Asher will find him with the master vampire wakes for the night, Nathaniel still curled against his side, relaxed and sleeping peacefully.

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"Do you have to ask, cher?" Asher murmurs, sitting up, pressing his lips to Nathaniel's throat.

"You are so beautiful, mon chat."

His fingers slip from his backside, and Nathaniel squeezes more lubricant out of the bottle, reaching down to stroke Asher, make him ready. Nathaniel moans as his neck is kissed, and he leans into the caress, squeezing his hand around Asher.

Asher moans, sucking gently on Nathaniel's throat, arching up into Nat's grip.

He loves this, loves feeling Nathaniel against him, turned on and desperate to be touched, to feel Asher inside him.

And he is desperate for Asher's touch. He presses closer to that mouth, to the hands on his body. Nathaniel moans, beginning to squirm.

"Want you, Asher," he gasps, almost frantic to couple with his lover. "Please."

Asher's hands cradle Nathaniel's hips loosely, holding him, guiding him down. He kisses his lover, kisses the soft noises from his lips as he feels Nathaniel's body slowly take him in.

Despite the fact he just wants to slam his body down, Nathaniel is controlled as he sits in Asher's lap. Every sound is devoured by Asher, and Nathaniel's hands tighten in his vampire's hair. He practically sobs when his backside rests against Asher's thighs.

"How did it become so important?" he whispers into Asher's mouth, shifting, feeling Asher slip a little deeper. "When did it become everything?"

Asher shudders, amazed that even after how many times he's taken Nathaniel, felt his body around him, the heat of Nathaniel still takes him by surprise, is still enough to make him shiver and moan.

"What, cher?" He asks, softly.

"You... us... sex between us," he murmurs between kisses.

Nathaniel closes his eyes, beginning to rise and fall slowly in Asher's lap. Each slick slide out is met with a muted whimper, and each smooth glide in pulls a moan from him.

"Does it worry you?" Asher murmurs, "that it feels so good?" He slowly arches his hips up, meeting Nathaniel with every thrust, kissing his shoulder, again and again.

Nathaniel buries his face against Asher's throat, his nails scratching along Asher's shoulders as he squeezes his lover with his body.

"Yes," he confesses breathlessly. "It terrifies me."

"Why?" Asher asks, moaning as Nathaniel squeezes him again, sliding his hands down Nat's spine, stroking and petting him, his lips trailing up Nathaniel's throat.

Nathaniel tilts his head, offering as much of his throat as Asher wants to take.

"Because I love you... and you can break me."

No one had broken him yet, not really, but Asher... Nathaniel knows that Asher now possesses the power to crush him. He keeps waiting for his love, his trust, his obedience to be used against him, for a punishment to come for too forward of an action, of a word.

"Never," Asher breathes.

"You have just as much power over me, cher," he continues, kissing Nathaniel's throat, "you just don't use it." He lifts his head to capture Nathaniel's lips with his, the kiss hungry and reassuring all at once.

Nathaniel kisses Asher over and over, moaning as he wantonly sets a moderate pace with his movements. He rides Asher at his own rhythm, following the gradual increase in his heart rate. When his breath grows short, his cheeks flushed, he ducks his head, biting and sucking at Asher's throat.

"You are Master," he cries out softly, shifting the angle of his hips. "You hold the power."

Asher shakes his head softly.

"I do nothing without your permission," he murmurs, wondering how long it will take for this to sink in. He may dominate Nathaniel, but he is utterly at the leopard's mercy.

"Stop saying that."

Nathaniel covers Asher's mouth with his own, silencing any further conversation, focusing on the swivel of his hips, the squeeze of his muscles around Asher. He kisses until his chest burns for air, and only then does he pull back, gasp, and then dive back in for another kiss, always moving, always taking Asher into himself.

Asher obeys, amused by Nathaniel's insistence, gladly falling into kiss after kiss as he rocks his hips, fucking Nathaniel slow and steady.

Nathaniel wouldn't like knowing his insecurity is amusing to Asher.

He twines his fingers in Asher's hair, stroking through the gilded strands as he devours Asher's mouth again and again. The deep, slow pace is as intoxicating as any pounding he's taken from his vampire. He nips at Asher's lower lip, eyes gray-blue, and growls softly.

With a sudden movement, Nathaniel has Asher's hair wrapped around his hand and his vampire's head pulled back as he rocks forcefully in Asher's lap. His mouth latches onto Asher's throat, teeth set into pale skin, not yet tearing into flesh, but the power to can be felt in the jaws. Nathaniel, though, continues to rock in Asher's lap, faster, moaning against his throat.

Asher's eyes slide closed as Nathaniel forces him to bare his throat, moaning softly as his leopard works himself up and down his cock.

"Yes, mon chat, yes," he hisses. His nails scrape down Nathaniel's spine, twin trails each side, close to drawing blood.

Nathaniel's teeth tighten dangerously as Asher's nails scratch down his back, another growl pulled from him. The hand not tangled in Asher hand falls into his own lap, wraps around his own cock, and he pumps himself in counterpoint to the rhythm of Asher moving in and out of him. It doesn't occur to Nathaniel just yet that he's taking, not being taken, but all that's bright in his mind at the moment is how damned good the whole thing feels, and how wonderful Asher tastes and sounds.

Edited 2009-10-20 03:12 (UTC)

Asher shudders, pushing his throat against Nathaniel's teeth, daring him to draw blood. He loves this, lives for this connection, this closeness. His hands slide over Nathaniel's ass, tugging him closer, forcing him to move faster, harder, as his fingers rub circles around Nathaniel's entrance, feeling the point where their bodies are joined.

Nathaniel's cry is muffled against Asher's throat, and he shudders as Asher's fingers stroke where they meet. It's an incredibly intimate sensation. As Asher presses his throat against his mouth, Nathaniel's beast rises up en force.

As he quickens his pace, both riding Asher and stroking himself, Nathaniel's jaws tighten. He feels his teeth sink into the flesh of Asher's throat, the rush of blood over his tongue. The moment he tastes blood, he groans, coming over his hand and shuddering in Asher's lap as he worries at the wound with his teeth and tongue.

Asher cries out as Nathaniel draws blood, hips jerking upwards in response, burying him deep within Nathaniel as he comes, trembling arms barely able to wrap around Nathaniel as he slowly falls back, lying amongst the pillows, panting softly.

Panting, Nathaniel lifts his mouth enough to lick at the bloodied throat, his hands braced on the bed. After a moment, the purring begins, soft and sated as Nathaniel savors the feel of Asher inside him, full and slick. He eventually kisses his way up to Asher's mouth, his eyes slowly bleeding back to lavender, and brushes red-tinged lips against Asher's.

Asher kisses Nathaniel lazily, licking his blood from full lips, his hands sliding up and down Nathaniel's back, enjoying the warmth of his body.

"Parfait, mon chat," he murmurs.

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