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[fenfyre]

Forbidden Fruit - Part VII

Part I

Brushing his knuckles against his sweet spot one last time to encourage his now half hard cock, Chilchuck pulled his fingers out, leaving himself softened and glistening. He allowed himself a moment of stillness to breathe and prepare for what was to come. Then he reached for the jar, still upright and unspilled, to hold it aside for the tallman to grab.

"Your turn", he said, voice only steady because he willed it to. But when eager fingers came up to grab it from him, he pulled his hand away. "Go slow", he added, throwing a stern glance over his shoulder. "And listen when I talk to you."

Behind him the tallman was flushed and eager but the look he gave Chilchuck was alert and certain.

"Yes, of course. Always." The words were said with grave honesty and to his credit, he had listened so far. Been good. Stopped even when he did not want to, kept his hands to himself just because Chilchuck told him to. The one reaching for the jar was still bearing angry teeth marks from where Laios had done everything to hold himself back. Chilchuck would be safe in those huge hands. So he held out the oil jar once again.

Laios took it with his bitten hand, movements slow and careful as if receiving a delicate treasure. Staring at the lightly tinted oil, transfixed, he dipped a finger inside, watching it get swallowed up and coated, then looked at Chilchuck again.

"Can I?", he asked and there were specks of heat gleaming in his eyes, promises of what was to come.

Chilchuck nodded, then turned around. Because his neck was growing stiff and for no other reason.

There was a clunking sound as the tallman set the jar down on the bedside table, so much easier to reach for him. A moment later his hand had already found Chilchuck's body, one hand grabbing his hip to pull it back and tilt it further upwards, the other slipping between his cheeks.

The movement threw Chilchuck off balance and he braced his hands against the tallman's body, both palms finding the planes of his abdomen. As he shifted his eyes found that length, straining and bobbing, and that beckoning scent wafted towards him. Sweet and musky. He only had to reach out, only had to lean forward...

So he did. Bracing his elbows against the tallman's abdomen Chilchuck shifted lower, raised his hips further, and grabbed that length with both hands. Behind him the tallman let out a groan, hips twitching minutely as that cock gave a helpless jerk between his fingers. Neither hand could encircle it entirely, fingertips unable to meet around the sheer width, and the realization made saliva pool under Chilchuck's tongue. It was about time he got his mouth on something as well.

Leaning down he did not dive for the impressive cock between his fingers immediately. Instead he first licked a long stripe across the tallman's abdomen, gathering the precome that was pooling there, slick and inviting. The taste was salty sweet as it coated his tongue and clouded his senses, perfectly intense.

The tallman shivered, mumbling Chilchuck's name. Again. It did not matter. His hands had stilled entirely, caught off guard by the sudden touch, it seemed.

Chilchuck gathered another mouthful, savouring taste and texture, before shaking his hips in the tallman's tightening grip.

"Come on, get to work..."

The open request was enough to rattle the tallman out of his stupor and a moment later Chilchuck felt something press against his opening. Something blunt and wide and slick that pushed into him with ease. There was almost no resistance as that finger sank deep into him and Chilchuck groaned at the feeling of being stretched by something other than his own fingers. Something that pushed and wiggled and reached deeper than he could, brushing different spots along the way.

Behind him there was quiet gasp, the other hand shifting from his hip to cup his ass and pull it aside, spreading him open. It felt filthy, being bared like this for Laios to see but it also made his cock throb. He was entirely hard again.

"Oh ... oh, you're so soft", the tallman breathed, wiggling his finger deep inside. "Feel so good. Gripping me so tight and ... and yet I..." He gave a slow, experimental thrust, sliding back and forth, making Chilchuck feel every bump of his knuckles. It was intense but comfortable, simple in a way things between them had never been. Would never be. So Chilchuck allowed himself to savour just this once.

"Like that", he breathed, pushing back into the wonderful stretch. "Come on, fuck me on your fingers. Get me ready for ... for..." He trailed off as that cock gave a violent twitch between his fingers, pumping out another dribble of precome. This time Chilchuck was ready. He surged forward, diving down to seal his lips around the tip and drink it right up.

The tallman moaned and twitched below him, grabbing Chilchuck's ass even harder as he noticeably strained not to thrust up into the feeling, abs trembling and feet burying into the blankets.

Once Chilchuck had swallowed what he could he stuck out his tongue to lap at the head, enjoying the heat and how soft the sensitive tip felt against his tongue. It took some time of him licking and humming, enjoying the twitches and droplets of precome spurting out for him, until the tallman got used to it.

Finally that strong body softened underneath him and the motion of that finger inside him resumed. Slow and careful at first, giving gentle thrusts, always attentive to Chilchuck's reactions. And Chilchuck reacted willingly, humming and groaning as he was filled, panting agreements and demands against the throbbing tip before closing his lips around it again.

"Yes, ah ... come on, I can take it, I can take ... more...", he gasped, his own length hard and leaking where it was stuck between their bodies. There was a gentle rocking motion to his hips now, back to stuff himself with that thick finger, down to rub his cock against that sturdy chest, forward to wrap his lips around that enticing length. Wherever he bucked and shifted there was more of Laios, carrying him, holding him, filling him, feeding him, and Chilchuck was dizzy with it.

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Part VIII