Page 3 of Doubts of the Egoist
Ignoring the plea and the pain tearing at his scalp, Yugo pulled his hands out of Kuon’s jeans and slid them under his buttocks. Kuon’s legs spread wider as Yugo forced himself between them and lifted him up.
Kuon let go of Yugo’s hair and clutched at his shoulders, sensing the vibrations coursing through the stone-hard muscles. Darkness swirled, and Kuon’s ass landed on something hard. His butt cheek felt funny. He lifted up on one hip, and porcelain clinked against what he thought was the table. The minty smell intensified as something warm and liquid soaked through the denim. He cringed. “Fuck… Gravy?”
“Don’t worry, I’ll lick it clean.”
Having his ass wet was a massive turn-off. Kuon gritted his teeth.“That’s not the point! Why the fuck are you so pushy?”
“Because you love me that way,” Yugo murmured, and his teeth sank into Kuon’s collarbone, sobering him up.
Whatever he felt for the man, he wasn’t ready to name it and didn’t appreciate the Black Duke putting such important words into his mouth. Thinking about their relationship had always provoked a headache, so he avoided it. It was too confusing, lacking certainty, trust, and knowledge, and his life was already complicated enough to risk making it even more so. Years had passed, but Kuon remained unsure of the origin of the power Yugo held over him. He didn’t know where his thirst for this man’s touch came from, and he didn’t want to care. All he wanted was to live in the moment, to feel and enjoy. The here and now was good enough. Still, he knew one thing—if Yugo started to name his feelings for him, he might just believe him. He couldn’t let that happen, so he said as clearly as he could, “I’ve never said I love you.”
“Why else would you be here?” Yugo’s hands abandoned Kuon’s body, as did his lips. “That’s okay; I’ll wait until you’re ready to confess.”
Cocky bastard…Kuon’s cheek twitched. His appetite vanished. He was about to slip off the table when cool hands cupped his face. Soft lips covered his, and a fresh portion of wine flooded his mouth. He gulped, spilling a few drops, but the greedy tongue instantly licked them off. Yugo’s mouth traced Kuon’s jaw, nipping at his throat.
The burning intoxication spread from Kuon’s stomach to his fingertips and toes. He felt drunk after a few sips, and Yugo’s omnipresent tongue only fueled his fervor.
Fuck food, fuck everything,he thought, realizing that feeding time was over anyway. Ignoring the cold, wet spot on his ass, he stood up, ripped off his t-shirt, and threw it aside. “I’ll killyou if you stop now.”
A hoarse exhale reached his ears. A chair squeaked and fell to the floor with a loud thud. Their chests bumped; hot arms wound around his waist.
Kuon took a step back, allowing Yugo to guide him away from the table. His calves hit something soft, and gravity pulled him down. The contact with cold silk sheets tore a gasp from his lungs before the weight of another body pinned him to the mattress.
Yugo’s head washot, heavy, and thoughtless. Despite their last night together, he could hardly believe Kuon was in his arms again.Willingly.
His body burned with hellish flames. And wasn’t that ridiculous? In the past two years, he’d been with countless more handsome men, but he barely remembered any of them. Sex with them didn’t satisfy him. Even with Noah, he was constantly looking for new things to keep himself interested. Sometimes it helped, but mostly he couldn’t come for hours because his mind went elsewhere. Now, the view of Kuon biting his lips in anticipation made his cock leak.
Ridiculous, Yugo thought.With medical tape strapping opaque white shields over Kuon’s eyes and pink and brown skin peeking out from under the perforated plastic, calling the man attractive would be a stretch. If anything, the wide, elongated medical eye shields resembled facet eyes. Kuon looked like a dork awkwardly cosplaying a comic-book insect man for Halloween. Besides, Kuon had gained bulk and leaned toward being muscle-bound. Yugo had never been attracted to men larger than himself, preferring lean, slender youths. But now,euphoria streamed through his system, making him feel high from a simple touch. He was sure if their kiss lasted long enough, he’d cum in his pants like a fucking teenager.
The familiar, clean scent of Kuon’s skin… his reluctant obedience at the table… the flicks of his tongue as he tried to clean his lips of gravy… his Adam’s apple bobbing every time he’d swallowed a bite. Such simple things shouldn’t drive Yugo crazy, yet he wanted Kuon to swallow his cum with the same gusto as he’d swallowed a piece of lamb, then lick his lips with eager thoroughness.
Strong, hot fingers stabbed his ribs with painful impatience as Kuon bent his knee to rub his inner thigh. The pain vanished when the pink tongue flicked out, wetting chapped lips, snatching his attention. It called him, so Yugo propped himself up on his left elbow and pressed the thumb of his free hand to Kuon’s kiss-swollen lower lip. With a little pressure, he pulled it down. Kuon relaxed his jaw, exposing the smooth tissues of his inner mouth for observation. The dim light seeping from behind the half-drawn curtains didn’t reach the bed, edging Kuon’s mouth in shadows, making it look dark and sinful.
So fucking hot…
Even in his wildest dreams, the former cop had never been this obedient. An obsessive need to touch the inside of his mouth overwhelmed. Slipping his index and middle fingers inside, he stroked the velvety surface of Kuon’s tongue which was quickly coated with pooling saliva.
Kuon tensed. His hand shot up and fingers gripped Yugo’s forearm to prevent deeper penetration. To reassure him, Yugo leaned closer and dragged his tongue over the spot where his fingers had rested on his lower teeth, collecting a glistening dropof saliva from the edge of his lips.
“Let me…” His breath bounced against Kuon’s cheek, warming his own lips. Kuon swallowed around his fingers, then let out a slow exhale, granting him full access. His hand dropped on the linen in surrender. “Lick them for me. Show me how much you want to taste me.”
Kuon wavered. His cheeks flushed, and a harsh exhalation ricocheted off Yugo’s palm, dampening it. Cautiously, Kuon’s chapped lips closed around Yugo’s knuckles, and a light suction made his cock jolt with lust. Kuon’s slick tongue rolled shyly around his fingers. The tenderness of the lick, in striking contrast to Kuon’s rough exterior, made his head spin.
“So fucking hot…” The room seemed to grow warmer, or maybe it was just Yugo’s blood heating up. He had to open his mouth to ease his heavy breathing. He leaned closer, following every flick of Kuon’s tongue with rapt attention.
Ghosts of things they had done on this bed surfaced in his mind, rousing a desire to repeat them.The unskilled mouth locked around his cock… hooded eyes filled with indignation and desire, watching him with caution… heavy, metal chains stark against sinewy wrists… iridescent beads of sweat on smooth skin… the corded muscles on the powerful back, pain and pleasure tearing through the most perfect body.
The ghosts differed from reality, but Yugo didn’t care.
Mine…
His fingertips rubbed a spot on the root of Kuon’s tongue, then drew a long trail to the tip, and slipped all the way in again. The tender sensation turned his fingers into an erogenous zone, messing with his mind.
His hand froze, anticipating slight spasms to seize Kuon’s throat. It grew hotter and wetter under his touch, and soon enough, the man beneath him writhed, gasping for breath.
“Uho…” Kuon slurred, trying to wrench his face away from the iron grip, but he no longer heard him. His consciousness had sunk into the red haze of raw instinct. Their tongues met around his finger.
Sweet…It was so hard to think with his upper head when his lower one longed to sink into the softness of the welcoming mouth. He’d waited too long for this moment to fight the urge.So damn sweet…
