TAR chapter 74 - my sweet

-Horatio-

Xabien and I finish another training session; we’ve started them up again, deeming it suitably long enough since I was attacked that I will be alright with the strain. I mean, it’s been like a month so I should bloody-well hope that it’s been long enough. We decide to shower together, which honestly? Silly decision.

Shockingly, taking a shower with my mate ends up being more than a shower. Crazy, I know. It starts off as both of us washing each other’s backs, and then ok I’ll admit it, I may have ‘accidentally’ stroked his dick a few times when I was washing his chest.

Don’t ask how I played it off as ‘accidental’, we both knew it wasn’t. Anyway, after that I fully started giving Xabien a hand job, before I got the excellent idea to use my mouth instead.

So here I am, with my mate fucking the back of my throat as hot water gently washes down on us, the confined space in the shower making Xabien’s grunts and groans echo in a rather lovely fashion.

Now, I’m extremely new to this, and I was embarrassed to do it at first - I mean, if I’m really terrible with my mouth then Xabien will be able to tell; he’s probably has his dick sucked before. But hey, I’m pretty sure he’s enjoying it based on how he keeps bracing himself against the wall and moaning.

His other hand is tangled in my hair, sometimes just resting on my head, sometimes pushing me further onto his cock. It’s pretty hard actually (I don’t mean his dick although that’s hard too) and it makes my throat hurt, but the way Xabien looks as I take more of him into my mouth is simply gorgeous.

I pull back slightly, using my hands to fondle his balls as I lick his tip, curling my tongue around his length before taking him in my mouth again as far down as I can, licking at his shaft. I hollow my cheeks, sucking hard at the same time as I jerk him off manually with my hand at his base where I simply can’t reach with my mouth.

“Fucking hell sweetheart, this is-“ my mate interrupts himself with another throaty growl as his hips buck against me, sending his cock further into my throat. Apparently, I’m great at not gagging and sucking off the man you love is one hell of a way to find that out.

I would have had no idea how to do any of this if I hadn’t had a really fun conversation with Atticus. He told me lots of really cool facts about what to do, and although it was one of the most humiliating conversations of my life, it was completely worth it as I keep my eyes fixed on my mate’s expression, his mouth forming an o shape whilst his eyes are squeezed shut, his cheeks pink from the heat of the shower and the heat of everything else going on between us right now.

Xabien’s eyes suddenly snap open and he snatches me off his dick just as he comes, his semen hitting my shoulder. He instantly gets more pink, hurriedly apologising and cleaning me up but I’m still just smiling.

“Was it- was it ok?” I ask awkwardly, feeling proud of myself for doing what I think was a good job, but I won’t know until I hear the verdict. Xabien looks at me like I’m crazy before he just kisses me gently, biting at my lip slightly to let his tongue in. Obviously I let him, and he gets to taste himself on my tongue.

It’s probably a mate thing, but his dick tasted nice. Makes me kind of curious about how his cum tastes now, so next time I’ll have to get him to come in my mouth. I’m sure I can manage that.

When Xabien eventually pulls away, he kisses my cheek and hugs me to his chest. “It was wonderful, Rat. Thank you. Was it…was it horrible for you? I’ve heard that it’s pretty difficult,” he says cautiously, glancing into my eyes.

I just shrug, standing up on my tiptoes to kiss him again. “Wasn’t the easiest thing but definitely worth it. Now do you mind touching my ass or something because watching your expressions as I sucked you off made me extremely hard,” I tell him honestly, watching as Xabien’s eyes darken slightly with lust.

“Yes my sweet, I can definitely help you there,” he growls in my ear, his hands slipping to my waist as one of them grabs my ass, squeezing me hard as I arch my back into my mate. His fingers slip against my wetness combined with the hot water from the shower - we’re going to use up the entire pack house’s hot water supply at this rate but I don’t care enough to actually say anything.

Xabien moves his hand from my waist to my shoulder before cupping my face as he looks into my eyes gently. “Can I lick you, like I did that time before?” He asks softly, and how he’s able to say that with a straight face I’m not entirely sure.

I just nod eagerly, kissing him again as I push my hips against his, letting our erections touch together. My mate wastes no time in turning me around and instructing me to lean against the wall. I do as he tells me, deliberately sticking my ass in his direction and turning my head behind me to catch his expression full of lust as he looks at me.

He steps directly behind me, leaning over my back and kissing my forehead softly before he sits on his knees and slowly rubs circles into my ass. He kisses my lower back once, right where I know I have a scar from my backbone breaking, before I wait for the feeling of his tongue against me.

And sure enough, I feel something hot and smooth latch onto my hole as my mate’s tongue presses against me tantalisingly, not quite penetrating me but instead just circling my rim of muscle, lapping up my liquids as they beg him to enter me.

Eventually he obliges, pushing inside my channels and curling his tongue inside me. I moan against the wall, the sounds of my pleasure reverberating around us as well as the noises Xabien makes whilst he sucks at my hole, my liquids creating a deliciously wet sound as my mate licks them up. Xabien holds me gently, his hands spreading my ass for easier access with that same gentle care he always shows me regardless of where we are or what we’re doing.

And then I gasp as something else enters me. I glance over my shoulder at my mate as his eyes flick up to meet mine, his tongue and finger penetrating me at the same time. I moan as I look at him, the water dripping from his hair as his eyes are dark with lust for me making the sight of him in me far too sexual for me to handle in this moment.

And I come, right there and then, just from looking at my mate as he fucks me. I clench around his tongue and finger as he continues curling and thrusting inside me until he eventually pulls them out, a look of satisfaction across his features.

I turn around and fall into his arms, panting heavily as I kiss my mate deeply, the taste of my sweet liquids still on his tongue. “Xabi, please make love to me,” I whisper as soon as I break the kiss, watching the love and need in my mate’s eyes as he kisses my forehead.

“Of course, my sweetheart,” he says gently, caressing my cheek as he kisses the side of my mouth. And then I become very glad that my mate is a werewolf alpha because he manages to simply pluck me up off the ground, securing my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck.

Our lips find each other again as Xabien presses a few fingers into me, and after not too long we’re checking with each other once more before my mate thrusts up into me, burying his cock deep within my walls.

I throw my head back, a long moan escaping me as I re-accustom myself to the feeling of Xabien’s cock pulling out and pressing in against all of me all at once, the sensations overwhelming and incredible.

“Yes- Xabi, just like that,” I gasp out at some point when my mate pulls my hips down to meet his cock, spearing me on his dick and filling me up inside with his length. Xabien grunts into my ear as he fucks me deeper and harder, the pain I feel from his speed quickly outweighed by the pleasure it brings me, just how I like it.

I can feel the pressure of pleasure building within me but I refuse to come and let this end - I mean Xabien always comes not too long after me, probably because of how my ass clenches down on him at the same time as I usually do some sort of screamy-moan in his ear, plus I know I make some fun expressions which also contribute to Xabien’s climax shortly after mine.

But I refuse to let that happen just yet, because the moment Xabien comes in me, his knot will start to form. And I love going to sleep with his cock still shoved deep inside me, plugging me up with his cum still inside me, I’ll be honest. I’m a dirty little thing when it comes to Xabien and I know this, but I know that he loves it as much as I do.

Anyway, the point is that I want to keep going. I don’t want to stop after one round, but inevitably we’ll have to whilst Xabien is on top. So this just means that I have to make this one round last a long time.

And that’s really bloody hard because my mate is incredible at fucking me the exact way I love it. And he continues to prove this fact as he pushes my hips further onto his cock as he thrusts upwards, his lips on mine and our tongues tangling as my fingers slide into his hair at the back of his head, making sure that if Xabien throws his head back at some point during this, he won’t knock himself out on the wall directly behind him. At least then my hands can cushion him somewhat, because I think he’s completely forgotten that we’re even still in the shower at all.

My mate suddenly jerks forwards and sinks his fangs into my neck, right over his mark, sending white-hot pleasure through me. I try to keep my screamy-moan thing to myself but I fail spectacularly as Xabien continues burying himself inside my channels and the moment I realise I made the sound and whatever my climaxing-face is, my ass clenches hard around my mate’s cock as I come all over our chests.

And then Xabien growls in my ear as he licks at the refreshed mating mark he just gave me, his knot already forming when he doesn’t even attempt to pull out. It stretches me further, making me continue to groan at the prolonged pleasure my mate inflicts on me.

I pull my mate’s face up to meet my lips, the taste of my blood fresh on his still-transformed fangs. I kiss him deeply, my tongue scraping against his shard-sharp fangs as we let the shower wash off my cum and liquids. I drape myself against Xabien’s chest as he carefully turns off the shower and carries us back into the bedroom.

He gently dries my hair for me whilst I just smile sleepily, occasionally leaning forwards to peck his lips. “Thank you as always, Xabi. Oh and I love you. Just thought I’d say that before I fall asleep,” I say as Xabien lays us down with him on his back and me still draped across his chest, my face hiding in the crook of his neck.

“Thank you too, my sweet. And I love you too. Sleep well,” he says softly, pressing a kiss to the side of my head, right before I fall asleep.