TAR chapter 40 - sweetheart

-Xabien-

I dip my tongue in past his lips, his mouth hot and wet as his tongue wraps around mine, our tongues dancing together as Rat groans into my mouth. Pulling him to me more closely, I let my hand wander up his shirt, pressing on his nipple, pinching and twisting it to hear Rat’s moans in my ear.

I’ll do anything to hear that gorgeous sound he makes.

My mate grinds into me, and I become aware that I’m already so hard. Literally all we’ve done is kiss, just how pent up am I?! It doesn’t matter though, because Horatio is in the same situation.

One of my hands is pressing on his back, pulling him closer towards me, whilst the other dips past the waistband of his shorts. Pulling back from the kiss, my heart glows as Rat tries to kiss me again, but I pull away once more.

“Sweetheart, can I touch you?” I ask, the sweetness of his liquids already reaching my nose and driving me crazy. Rat instantly nods, before recapturing my lips in a passionate kiss. Slipping my hand into his shorts, I squeeze his ass tightly, the sound of his gasp making me grin into the kiss.

Sliding a finger down between his plump cheeks, my wolf growls with glee as I feel how wet my mate already is, all because of me. Circling a finger round his entrance, I bite his lower lip, enjoying the way Rat groans into my mouth.

He grinds into me again, his scent strong and seductive. I push a finger in slowly as I thrust my hips against Rat’s, and he moans, breaking the kiss. Scenting him, I kiss his neck as Rat begins to move atop my finger, pushing himself down further onto me, desperate for any friction.

Letting him fuck himself on my finger for a moment, I stare at Horatio as his eyes are pressed closed, his lower lip pinned between his teeth as he moans. Adding another finger, I curl them inside Rat’s walls.

“Xabi!” He groans, bucking his hips into mine as I thrust my fingers into him. “What is it sweetie?” I ask, my voice coming out low as I leave more marks on my mate’s neck. “I’m- I’m still tired from my run,” he says after a moment, and I curse myself for forgetting.

I instantly pull my fingers from him, kissing his forehead gently. “I’m sorry, I forgot. We don’t have to do anything if you want to go to sleep,” I assure him, feeling like a terrible mate for forgetting that he was literally so tired he passed out earlier, and here I am trying to make love to him.

Rat shakes his head, pulling me back to him for another kiss. “That’s not what I meant. I want to have sex, I just am also really tired, so I was going to ask if we could just do it like this, so I don’t have to actually do anything,” he says with a laugh, before his teeth graze my neck, capturing part of my flesh between his teeth and lapping at it, nibbling gently and then sucking hard to leave a mark.

Fucking hell, he turns me on so much.

“Are you sure? We haven’t done it in ages; I don’t want to accidentally hurt you.” Rat just shakes his head again, before I grunt as his hand snakes down, pressing against my bulge through the fabric. “Xabi, I really want you to fuck me, so please do just that.”

I stare at him for a moment before my restraint catapults out the window as Rat peels away my clothes, wrapping his calloused and scarred hands around my cock. Holding his thigh, I pull him closer again, before slipping my hand up the leg of his shorts, cupping his ass.

He hides his moans in my mouth as I push his shorts down, my other hand snaking beneath him so I can use both my hands to push his cutely rounded cheeks apart. Inserting two fingers again, I scissor them inside him, his liquids spilling out.

I’ll admit, I want to fuck him with my tongue again, but right now, I just want to make love to my precious mate. Adding a third finger, Rat’s walls clench down on me hard, and I try really hard not to come from the hand job I’m currently receiving and the feeling of being in Rat, even if it’s only my fingers, and not what I really want to be inside him right now.

“Condom or no condom?” I check after a moment as I remove all my fingers at once. Rat pulls back from where he’s leaving marks on my collarbones, and raises an eyebrow at me. “I have never used a condom in my life, and I don’t plan on starting soon.”

I just stare at him for a moment, before laughing. “God, that sounds so…I just wanted to check. We’ve only had sex a few times, so you’re probably still figuring out what you like and all that fun stuff,” I explain whilst Rat just nods, going back to sucking at my chest.

Lifting his right leg over my hips, I try and work out how this will work. I’ve never had sex whilst lying on my side before, and I imagine doing it from behind would be easier in this instance, but I want to look at Rat, and he wants to look at me, so we’ll just have to make this work.

Rat finally stops jerking me off, which is good considering I was literally about to come in his hands, which would be awkward when we’re about to have sex. Lining myself up with his entrance, I nudge against his rim of muscle, watching for any pain at the intrusion.

“I’m ok, you can push in,” he says softly, although it’s clear he’s in a little discomfort. “Are you sure?” He nods, pecking me on the lips. I stare at him for a moment, the scars over his left eye highlighted in the sliver of moonlight shining through the curtains.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” I breathe out, at the same time as I push into him. Rat bites his lips, closing his eyes and groaning quietly. “Are you ok, sweetheart?” I ask tentatively, worried that it really hurts after all, or that he’s too tired; I just want to make him feel good.

He slowly peels his eyes open, a smile blooming across his lips. “Better than ok, actually. I’ve missed this. I love the feeling of you inside me,” he says nonchalantly, like that isn’t equal parts adorable and sexy at the same time.

Smiling, I feel my face warming slightly, and I try and hide my massive smile by chewing on my lips. It doesn’t work, and Rat just laughs, the sound bright and my favourite noise ever. And then my heart does a little thing. It feels warm and light and I know Rat is feeling the same thing, both through the bond and through himself.

“Fuck, I think Caro was right,” Rat whispers, and I stare at him in surprise at the sudden introduction of Caro into the scene- I mean, we’re in the middle of making love, and he’s going to bring up his friend and therapist?!

“Uh?” I ask, but Rat just shakes his head. “Don’t worry about it. You can start moving, by the way,” he says relaxedly, and I just raise an eyebrow at him, before rubbing his hips gently with my thumb.

And then I take a firm grip of said hips, and pull out of him, then thrust back in. His silken wetness creates the most incredible feeling as I push into his walls, his channels tight and constricting around me as I pound into my mate from deep within him.

Rat moans, arching his back into me, wrapping his leg more tightly around my waist, his hole squeezing me blissfully. I feel a growl rise out of my throat as I thrust into him again, pulling his hips down onto my cock at the same time. The angle buries me further into his walls, eliciting a near-scream of my name.

“I’m sorry! Are you ok?” I ask, stopping my movement and cupping Rat’s face. To my surprise, he doesn’t look like he’s in pain, and instead, he looks…super sexy. He always looks super sexy, he just is, but his expression is incredibly lewd, and it makes me want to defile him further.

My mate pushes his hips down onto me, coaxing a groan from my lips, which is quickly whisked away as Rat pushes his tongue past my lips, his kiss rough and utterly incredible. “You had better do that again, Xabien. I’ll try not to scream this time, but you have to do- whatever you did, again,” he says commandingly.

Well, I’m not exactly about to deny him that now am I?

So, I do it a few more times for good measure, each time causing Rat to bite his own lips so hard they start bleeding as he tries to contain his sounds. Carefully releasing his lip from his teeth, I kiss the corner of his mouth.

“Sweetheart, please stop doing that, I don’t want you to hurt yourself,” even if the thought of him trying so hard to stop from making a sound is sending blood to my groin, I never want Rat to be in pain. Instead, when I do that one movement again, he bites down on my shoulder.

Turns out, that’s somehow even sexier, so we keep going with that for a while. I swap my movements so that I’m thrusting against his special spot, to when I do that move to go more deeply within him. Rat is new to sex, and has no idea what he’s feeling, or how long he can keep going, especially as we haven’t done this kind of thing before either.

Eventually, I notice how exhausted he’s looking, and decide it’s time to finish things up. Curling my fingers around his dick, I pump his length while thrusting into him at a steady pace. That seems to be effective, and soon after, his ass clenches down harder than his teeth in my shoulder, and my cum fills him up inside.

Rat gasps for air as I try to pull out fast, so that I won’t knot him, and he can actually get some good sleep, but I was a fraction of a second too late, and it’s already forming. “I’m sorry sweetheart, I promise it’ll only last a few hours,” I explain quickly, manoeuvring us so that Horatio is draped over me, his head pressing into my chest as his eyes begin to droop.

“Mm, ’s ok,” he mumbles into my chest, and I wrap a steadying arm over him, keeping my mate secured atop me. “Thanks, was really good,” he mumbles sleepily a moment after, and I feel my heart clench in happiness.

“Thank you, Horatio,” I whisper into his hair, planting a kiss on the top of his head. Maybe falling in love is easier than I thought after all. Maybe, I need to stop thinking about it so much, and just let it happen.