A Healthy Rivalry: The Lion vs The Warrior

XXIX

Lingo Starr: DRUNKEN MASTER

Mature Content Warning

Karter

I wasted no time and almost ripped my clothes off me. When I had them folded neatly on the dresser, I kneeled in front of him. Being naked with him held a different kind of intimacy when I was submitting.

He rubbed my cheek, and I found myself purring against his hand. He got my attention and spoke. "Everyone has their own personal kinks. Something they may think is weird or out of the ordinary, even for the lifestyle."

I saw him blush slightly, but I pretended not to notice. "Mine is humping. It's tantric to me, and very intimate. I'm offering that to you as a temporary solution, until I come around to bottoming. You could also skullfuck me if you want, that way you could still use your hips."

Behind this mask of a Head Master, I realized he was actually very shy about admitting this to me. I felt nervous about what I was going to say next. "Could I..." I cleared my throat. "Okay, yes I got this idea from a hentai. I just... I've always wanted to try..."

I growled with embarrassment, and gripped his thighs. "These... from behind..." I hung my head towards the floor and mumbled, "My weird king is sffnn.."

He gripped my hair enough to get my attention, but not to hurt, and pulled me up to face him. "Come again?"

I fidgeted, completely embarrassed. "My weird kink is sniffing! I blame Lion, but... I like... the smell of musk..."

His eyes shot open. "Did you... this morning?"

I grunted and hid my face in his lap. He groaned and covered his face. "Karter the sleep funk! I'm glad I showered last night, but we're always warm when we sleep together!"

I growled and snarled. "I would stick my nose in your jock at the end of your work day. Do not disrespect me! Which reminds me, you only need to shave your ass if it pleases you." I looked up at him to show him I was deadly serious. "We'd eat your ass in either condition."

AK's blush reached his ears, and that time I bit my lip. He cleared his throat and eyed me, he looked curious and yet nervous. "You're filthy."

I grinned cheekily. "And you love it. But how would you feel if you told me to sit on your face, and I hovered? If I like musk, why wouldn't I like it at its most potent?"

He pulled me up off my knees, and sat me next to him. "I don't have a problem satisfying that, but I like the smell of you when you're fresh out the shower. You never smell bad! It's just an observation..."

I got close enough to put our noses together, and smiled to reassure him. "That's perfectly fine with me, I actually dislike smelling musky even though I like it on other people... well, on you. I can definitely keep you satisfied in that aspect." I grinned and he pulled me into a passionate kiss, pouring his nervousness and relief into it.

When we pulled back I was purring loudly, waiting for his next move. He leaned towards his nightstand drawer to grab oil, and I looked at him curiously.

He answered my unspoken question, "I liked it better than the thick lube, so I bought a couple." I smirked but stayed quiet. He looked down between my legs, so I waved hello at him, making both of us chuckle. He spoke with his eyes glued there, "How would you like to do this?"

I tilted my head at him. "Depends on if I can look at you or not. Baby, you don't seem entirely comfortable with this."

He shook his head, and waved me off. "No, I'm okay. It's just been a while since I got to act on this... would you be willing to do it on our sides?"