My Art (Elio Perlman)

Awkward

I bend down, peppering kisses up his stomachs. He hums and relaxes against the bed.

"Your so beautiful." I whisper in his ear when I get there. "So beautiful."

My hand runs down his body, stopping at his crotch and palming him.

He squirms and whimpers.

"Sensitive, huh?" I tease.

"Fuck you." He sighs.

I laugh a little and continue rubbing him there, while nipping at his ear.

"Fuck- just fucking- do something. I'm gonna loose my mind." He moans.

I pull my head back to look at his face. His brows were furrowed, lips were parted, and he seemed to be fighting to keep his eyes open.

The long drawn out high pitched sounds pouring from his lips were heavenly. I could listen to him all day if he'd let me.

"What if that's what I want? What if I want you to loose your mind?" I whisper, pushing at him a little harder.

He throws back his head and swallows a few times. "Then your- your doing a damn good-j-job."

I remove my hand, letting him breathe for a moment. I stand back up and undo my buttoned up shirt and take off my shorts.

Elio stares intently at my body.

"Are you okay?" I ask, climbing on top of him.

"Mhm." He hums. "I just want you."

I grin at that. "You've got me." I lean down, connecting our lips. My hands card through his hair.

My knee slides in between his legs. He gasps and pulls way, looking down in between us.

"Mm." He hums. He puts his arms above his head and slowly began shifting his hips.

I kiss his neck, adding to his pleasure. I also slightly push my knee in harder every once in a while.

He wines in my ear. "Fucking hell Mia- Mia I- I can't. Just please- please." He sobs. "Please just- fuck me."

I couldn't keep on with the teasing anymore. His words fueled my desire.

I slide off him and undo my bathing suit, sliding it off as quickly as possible. He follows my lead and scoots up to the head board, digging in his bedside drawer.

He pulls out a condom, rips it open, and slides it on faster than humanly possible.

I laugh a little and straddle his hips once more. I line myself up, and slide down until our hips are flushed together.

He grips at my waist, squeezing tight. He was most likely gonna leave a bruise, but I could care less.

"God your so beautiful." He moans.

That's when I start rocking my hips, getting used to what he felt like.

His breathing picks up speed, and his eyes seemed to be glued shut.

"Fuck Elio you feel so good." I sigh, putting my hands on his torso to balance myself.

He moans at my words and squirms his hips around, asking for more without even having to say anything.

Honestly, I don't think he'd be able to say anything, even if he tried.

Instead of giving him what he wants, I keep a slow, steady pace.

I caress his cheek with one hand. "Told you I'd make you loose your mind."

He furrows his brows and licks his lips, begging me for something more. I lean down and attach our lips together, immediately sliding my tongue across his.