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Nikolai, Excerpt 2 (m/m smut)
Nick marked his place, set his book on the coffee table and went. He knew what was coming next: what he’d wanted for weeks. As he stepped into the bedroom, he started unbuttoning his shirt immediately.
Large hands stopped his movement and pulled him close. Nick’s arms went around the taller man’s neck and he bent with the embrace. Very gently, so softly he almost didn’t feel it, Ligatos kissed him.
Nick melted into the long-awaited kiss, wanting it to last. In bare seconds, it was gone and the big hands were unfastening him, barely ghosting over his skin. He stayed very still, concentrating on the touches, shaking just a little from pent-up desire and fear.
A brush of lips at his ear accompanied the whisper, “Take what you want.”
Nick shuddered. “Please Sir, don’t make me ask tonight?”
Ligatos moved away a little and looked at him, his face serious. “Now what did I just tell you?”
Nick’s face fell and his hand with to the collar around his throat. “I can’t, Sir.” He was afraid of asking too much, of wanting more than could be given. More, he was afraid of being punished for asking.
A gentle hand lifted his chin. “Tonight, Nick. Just tonight.” The words were breathed over his face, dripping in temptation. At his ear, the word, “Take.”
Emboldened by the command, he flung his arms around Ligatos’ neck and kissed him hard and deep. The passion and need in the kiss elicited a moan of equal hunger, as Ligatos finished with his shirt and shoved it off his shoulders. Nick’s arms went around his waist, under his shirt, as he kept kissing. He learned the taste of his owner’s mouth, the feel of his tongue and the way he sounded in the throes of desire.
He unfastened Ligatos’ own shirt, and began working on his pants, slipping his hands under the waistband once it was opened. This gained him a sigh of pleasure as Ligatos licked and sucked at the hollow of his shoulder. His hands slid around and cupped Nick’s ass, lightly.
Nick tipped his head, planted himself more firmly in the hands and returned the favor, with a surer grip. Ligatos squeezed, not painfully, and pressed closer, grinding against him.
“Yes,” Nick sighed, emphasizing it with a grind of his own.
Pleased, Ligatos guided them back to the bed, unfastening Nick’s pants as he went. Nick moved with him, hard and ready, and dropped to sit when the backs of his legs hit the ledge of the waterbed.
Nick kicked off his shoes and watched as Ligatos removed his own, bending instead of sitting. His ass was a thing of true beauty and Nick’s mouth went dry. He finished stripping quickly. When Ligatos straightened up and smiled at him, Nick knelt up on the ledge for another kiss.
Large hands stopped his movement and pulled him close. Nick’s arms went around the taller man’s neck and he bent with the embrace. Very gently, so softly he almost didn’t feel it, Ligatos kissed him.
Nick melted into the long-awaited kiss, wanting it to last. In bare seconds, it was gone and the big hands were unfastening him, barely ghosting over his skin. He stayed very still, concentrating on the touches, shaking just a little from pent-up desire and fear.
A brush of lips at his ear accompanied the whisper, “Take what you want.”
Nick shuddered. “Please Sir, don’t make me ask tonight?”
Ligatos moved away a little and looked at him, his face serious. “Now what did I just tell you?”
Nick’s face fell and his hand with to the collar around his throat. “I can’t, Sir.” He was afraid of asking too much, of wanting more than could be given. More, he was afraid of being punished for asking.
A gentle hand lifted his chin. “Tonight, Nick. Just tonight.” The words were breathed over his face, dripping in temptation. At his ear, the word, “Take.”
Emboldened by the command, he flung his arms around Ligatos’ neck and kissed him hard and deep. The passion and need in the kiss elicited a moan of equal hunger, as Ligatos finished with his shirt and shoved it off his shoulders. Nick’s arms went around his waist, under his shirt, as he kept kissing. He learned the taste of his owner’s mouth, the feel of his tongue and the way he sounded in the throes of desire.
He unfastened Ligatos’ own shirt, and began working on his pants, slipping his hands under the waistband once it was opened. This gained him a sigh of pleasure as Ligatos licked and sucked at the hollow of his shoulder. His hands slid around and cupped Nick’s ass, lightly.
Nick tipped his head, planted himself more firmly in the hands and returned the favor, with a surer grip. Ligatos squeezed, not painfully, and pressed closer, grinding against him.
“Yes,” Nick sighed, emphasizing it with a grind of his own.
Pleased, Ligatos guided them back to the bed, unfastening Nick’s pants as he went. Nick moved with him, hard and ready, and dropped to sit when the backs of his legs hit the ledge of the waterbed.
Nick kicked off his shoes and watched as Ligatos removed his own, bending instead of sitting. His ass was a thing of true beauty and Nick’s mouth went dry. He finished stripping quickly. When Ligatos straightened up and smiled at him, Nick knelt up on the ledge for another kiss.