Page 87 of Hyperspeed
Rev whimpered as I rubbed the sensitive nub, the friction of his shirt adding an extra layer of sensation.
“I won’t stop until you’re writhing beneath me, moaning my name, brainless with pleasure and begging for more.”
I leaned in, dragging my tongue along his throat, tasting the clean heat of his skin beneath the salt of sweat. The mix was intoxicating, and my cock throbbed, thick and restless.
My lips parted as I latched onto his neck, sucking hard until a deep purple bruise bloomed on the tender curve where it met his shoulder. He whined, hand shooting out to grab my hip. I released him with an audible pop.
“Do you want to fall apart for me, little comet?”
Rev’s skin glowed a shade of hot pink, and he bobbed his head up and down.
“Please,” he mewled, trembling as he clung to me.
Wrapping my fingers around the back of his neck, I pulled him towards me, crushing our lips together in a messy kiss. Rev turned into my embrace, scrambling to remove my clothes with desperate, shaky hands. I followed suit, the two of us pulling at jackets, shirts, and zippers until we were in nothing but our underwear.
I pressed him back until his thighs bumped the bed, then gave a firm push, hard enough to send him falling onto the sheets. I didn’t follow. Not yet. I stood there, savouring the view, my gaze devouring him like a promise.
Legs splayed wide, the tip of his cock peeked out from under the waistband of his boxers. It was flushed a delicious shade of indigo and already leaking precum. The sight made me salivate, hungry for a taste of him.
I palmed my cock through the fabric of my boxers, the pressure sparking heat low in my gut, a rough pulse shooting straight to my balls. Rev groaned, propping himself up on his elbows, his gaze locked on my hand.
“Take them off,” he ordered.
I smirked at his boldness, not ready to end my teasing. “Say please, rookie.”
Things between us might’ve shifted, but my urge to provoke him hadn’t.
I wanted to light the fuse. To rile him up and piss him off before dragging moans from his throat, his fire burning itself out in pleasure.
And never one to disappoint, Rev scowled, glare simmering with equal parts irritation and heat. He shifted onto his knees and crawled across the bed, his tail dragging along the sheets behind him. His hand moved for my waistband, but I caught his wrists first, holding them tight enough to leave marks.
Rev wriggled, attempting to free himself, but I yanked him forward, and he collided with my bare chest.
“Don’t worry, baby,” I whispered, our foreheads pressed together. “I’ll have you begging before we’re done.”
“Don’t count on it, starboy.”
With a shove, Rev landed on his back with a yelp, and his glare melted into something hotter as I pushed my boxers down. My cock sprung free, smacking my stomach with a wet slap, the tip slick with precum. I allowed myself one rough stroke, just to take the edge off, and placed a knee on the bed.
Releasing my cock, I crawled up his body and knelt between his legs. Rev’s breathing stuttered as I removed his boxers, and when I settled on my stomach, my face hovered over his dripping cock.
This was my first opportunity to get a good look at it, since our last encounter had been fast and furious.
It was uncut, and darker compared to the rest of his periwinkle skin. Thinner and slightly shorter than mine, there was still more than enough to fill my throat. Both his cock and balls were hairless, and I revelled in the way those delicate markings I craved trailed down every inch of his shaft. They ended right at the tip, pulsing pink beneath my gaze.
Unwilling to wait any longer, I trailed my tongue up Rev’s length and sucked him down to the root.
“Fuck!” he yelled, tail smacking against the bed.
Rev buried his fingers in my hair, tugging at the strands like he wasn’t sure whether to push me off or pull me closer. I pulled up, sucking the tip while he tried to bury himself deeper in my mouth. I laid an arm over his stomach, forcing him to stay put, and stroked his frenulum with my tongue.
He whimpered, hips twitching in short, desperate jerks beneath my weight.
“Kai,” he whined, and I released his cock, dipping my tongue into his slit to scoop up his warm, salty precum with hungry lips.
“Ready to beg yet?”
“No,” Rev snapped. Then he used his hands in my hair to push my head down.
