Page 7 of The Cursed Sebastian Storm

James seemed to understand him anyway. He undressed them both and settled on top of Sebastian like he was meant to be there, only breaking their kiss when they were heaving for breath.

James pulled back and looked down at Sebastian as if he were about to devour him. It was exactly what Sebastian wanted. He ran a hand over James’s lean muscles, his chest and defined pecs, his tight stomach, and down to his thick cock. James closed his eyes at the touch, rocking into Sebastian’s fist, rubbing tantalizingly against Sebastian as he moved.

“James, I need you,” Sebastian whispered. He needed to be held more than he needed air. He wanted James to crush him into the mattress and fuck him forever. He never wanted to be alone again, to always have James touching and kissing him, to not have a single moment apart. It was unhealthy and consuming, but Sebastian didn’t care.

He knew he couldn’t have James for the rest of his life, but it didn’t stop him from wishing. “Please, James,” he begged without a shred of shame.

“I’ve got you.” James kissed down Sebastian’s body with a fervor that said his need was just as consuming. His mouth was wicked, biting and sucking every bit of Sebastian he could reach.

Sebastian writhed, his breath heaving. His whole body tingled and sparked. He buried his hands in James’s hair, not restricting his movements, just needing the extra connection.

James groaned when his mouth reached Sebastian’s leaking cock. “Already so wet for me.”

Sebastian’s cheeks burned.

James licked the precum off Sebastian’s stomach. Sebastian shivered and moaned as James sucked him down, but James didn’t keep his mouth on Sebastian’s cock for long. He hitched Sebastian’s legs up, hands under his knees, elbows braced on the bed, practically bending Sebastian in half. James moved his mouth lower, licking and kissing Sebastian’s balls before turning his attention to Sebastian’s hole.

The way James ate him drove Sebastian out of his mind. It made him feel so cherished he feared he’d burst. It felt so good to be spoiled and lavished with pleasure. To be connected to someone so intimately and to have that someone be James.

James licked and kissed, giving Sebastian endless open-mouth caresses, pressing his tongue into Sebastian’s entrance and moaning every time Sebastian pressed himself harder against James’s mouth. James seemed determined to get Sebastian off by eating his ass and nothing else. He could have, but Sebastian didn’t want to come before James was inside him.

“Fuck me,” Sebastian gasped. “Now. I need you.”

James released him, sitting up on his knees. “You’re so hot when you’re desperate.”

Sebastian huffed, but it came out more like a moan.

“Don’t worry, I won’t make you wait.” James smiled, running a hand down Sebastian’s chest. He climbed off the bed and opened his bedside table drawer. He quickly rolled on a condom. Back on the bed, he lubed his fingers and began working Sebastian open. “There you go. Just what you need.” His expression was hazy with lust but not without tenderness. It was a look Sebastian had never seen before.

Sebastian nodded in agreement. James was what he needed. His breaths came out in a steady pant, sweat lining his brow. “James,” he pleaded just as he thought he’d die of anticipation. James’s fingers felt so good, but they weren’t enough.

James was always eager to please. In bed, he acted like Sebastian lit his world and he’d do anything to keep him shining, like he’d do anything Sebastian asked of him. Having that power should have made Sebastian arrogant, but instead, it made him feel loved. Which was absurd in itself. There was no way James loved him. It only felt like it because Sebastian had never had a truly attentive sexual partner before. And James always knew just what to do to drive him wild.

James aligned his dick with Sebastian’s needy hole and Sebastian spread his legs wide. They hadn’t fucked in this position before, with Sebastian on his back. As James bore down, pushing in and filling Sebastian with that pleasurable burn and stretch, Sebastian didn’t think anything had ever felt this good.

He wrapped his legs around James, pulling him in until James’s dick sat fully inside him. James brushed Sebastian’s hair back and kissed him, the gesture almost unbearably tender. Sebastian gripped the back of James’s neck with his uninjured hand, holding him close, and moaned as James began to rock his hips at a slow, steady pace.

Sebastian had initially intended on demanding a hard fuck. James excelled at taking him apart with punishing thrusts and firm hands, but as James kissed him, his tongue in Sebastian’s mouth, and rolled his hips in the most sensual rhythm, Sebastian realized hard wasn’t what he needed.

James stroked Sebastian’s hair as he worked his hips, looking down at Sebastian with so much emotion in his eyes. He pressed their foreheads together and let their breath mingle, their moans unmuffled.

Sebastian lost himself in James’s tender touches. The slow build of pleasure opened his heart and laid him bare. It felt like they were making love. This wasn’t fucking but a promise of more, a pledge from James to give Sebastian all his delicate feelings, all his secrets, his futures, his pleasure, and his joy.

It felt like a shift in their relationship, an acknowledgment that there could be something lasting between them. They weren’t just two men trapped together burning off steam and giving in to sexual tension to get off.

Sebastian loved it. It was everything the clingy, lonely part of him needed. Sebastian held nothing back. How could he when James seemed to be pouring his heart out with every touch?

“I need you, James.” Sebastian tightened a hand in James’s hair.

“Oh, Sebastian, sweetheart, I need you too,” James crooned in his ear.

Sebastian’s heart skipped. He’d never been anyone’s sweetheart before, and there was no one he wanted that with more than James. He tried to reply, but words failed him. He only managed a strangled moan.

James looked into Sebastian’s eyes. Sebastian released another exposing sound, and James seemed to soak it up. He took Sebastian’s straining cock in his hand and let out a deep, satisfied groan.

It only took a few strokes before Sebastian came all over James’s fist. He held James tight as pleasure took him, forgetting his injury and feeling nothing but good things as he clung to everything James offered.

James moaned, his thrusts becoming more desperate as he chased his release. He came saying Sebastian’s name, the sound so sweet and sexy Sebastian almost couldn’t take it. He wanted to keep James forever. He needed more of this, wanted nothing between them, nothing hidden, not even their most embarrassing thoughts or desires.

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