Page 84 of Ascendent
Sasha pulled back only to swallow Sergey’s cock. He hummed, sucked deep, and watched Sergey scream again. Watched his hands flutter over the bedspread, grab a pillow and pull it over his face, muffling his roar. His belly clenched and clenched, his body curling up. Sasha felt the tug, the pull of Sergey’s balls. Not yet. He popped off.
Sergey fell back. He shuddered, his whole body trembling. “If you touch me,” he gasped. “I’ll come.”
“Not yet.” Sasha kissed his belly button. Sergey jerked.
He backed off the bed and stood. Sergey’s gaze followed him, his wide blue eyes burning like the oceans were on fire, like the cool blue of a baby star, or the emission spectrum of iridium. Something rare, something precious.
He shimmied out of his sweater and tossed it to the side. Undid his pants and pushed them down, inch by inch. Sergey’s jaw dropped with each inch, hunger lining every part of his body. Need pulsed off him, so strong Sasha could feel the pull of his gravity. He grinned. His cock jutted up, the tip nuzzling just beneath his belly button.
“So fucking gorgeous,” Sergey whispered. “Govno, you are a god.”
He shook his head. He was a damaged boy from the wrong side of the Arctic circle. He’d kissed a corpse and had survived too many fists and curses and attacks. He’d escaped by the skin of his teeth. But his bones had been washed in starlight by the Bear spirit and he’d found his soul in the underworld. He was enough, finally, to love Sergey the right way. He crawled back onto the bed. “Roll over.”
“I want to see you.”
“You will. I promise. But for this, roll over. It will be easier.” He guided Sergey to his stomach, then up on his elbows and knees. Sergey’s ass was up in the air, spread wide.
Sasha thought his heart was going to burst. His hands stroked over Sergey’s ass cheeks, cupping each one, stroking his smooth skin. He parted his ass, found his entrance. Sergey shivered.
He leaned in, burying his face between Sergey’s cheeks. Sergey’s taste leaped into his mouth, the innermost, heady taste of the man he loved. His tongue probed Sergey’s hole, and he reached between Sergey’s legs for his cock. He stroked it as he licked, as he sucked, as he fucked Sergey with his tongue. Sergey buried his face in a pillow. Pushed his ass back and rocked into Sasha’s tongue.
“More,” Sergey begged. “Sasha,more.”
He slid a finger in with his tongue. Sergey arched his back. “Fuck, more.”
Another finger, pushing in. He gently massaged Sergey’s inner walls, the clench of his ass. Sergey pushed back, and his ass seemed to suck Sasha’s fingers deeper. “More. I want all of you.”
“Roll over.”
Sergey flipped onto his back, almost fast enough to blur. Sasha grabbed the lube he’d hidden beneath their pillows and squeezed some out into his palm. Sergey’s gaze followed his every move. He lifted his legs, spread them wide. Held his knees back, and stared into Sasha’s gaze.
Sasha pressed his fingers into Sergey again, slicking him. He rubbed one hand down his own cock.
Lined them up. His cock head stroked over Sergey’s slick hole.
“I love you,” Sasha breathed. He held Sergey’s stare. “I have only ever loved you.”
“I love you,” Sergey whispered. “So much it scares me sometimes.”
“Me too.”
“Sashunya,” Sergey pleaded. “Please.”
He pushed. Slid. Entered Sergey.
Sergey went electric, his back arching, his arms and legs rocking to stiffness, his jaw clenching. His eyes stayed locked onto Sasha’s, burning galaxies that seared his soul.
“All right?”
“Slow,” Sergey panted.
Sasha pushed slower.
Sergey’s eyes fluttered, rolled back. “Govno, you— You’re a part of me.”
He’d crawled back inside Sergey, as close as he could get to his cells, his atoms. As close as he could get to when they were made for each other, of each other, within the same star. He laid on top of Sergey, his cock pressed as deep within as he could go.
Sergey bucked, wrapped his legs around Sasha’s waist. Urged him deeper and held him close. He grabbed Sasha’s hair, his cheek. Kissed him messily, nips on his chin, his jaw, his nose, as he panted.
