Elria: The New World

9 - Flynn

The rooms he's given in the temple are beautiful but not ostentatious. The walls are made of pure white marble and shiny seaside stones. His room overlooks the city square giving Flynn a perfect view of Comraich Kyst's nightlife. However, his favourite part of the room is the plush bed in the centre. It felt great against back as the firstmate dropped him onto the bed then crawled on top of him, latching onto his neck immediately. Lyam seems to have developed a specific fixation on Flynn's neck, which he's not entirely opposed to.

"I'm so glad I met you," Lyam purred, nipping gently at Flynn's neck. "Gods you're perfect..."

"Yeah, me too," Flynn muttered, distractedly. He was more interested in the way Lyam's body felt on top of his.

Lyam must have taken Flynn's response as a cue to continue because he started to unbutton Flynn's shirt, exposing his freckled chest. He started nibbling his way down to his chest. Flynn hummed in appreciation as Lyam's mouth closed around one of his nipples and sucked gently. He gasped as Lyam's hand slid down his stomach, dipping below the waist of his trousers.

"Gods, yes," Flynn moaned as Lyam's fingers brushed against his cock. He arched his back, pushing himself into Lyam's touch. "Hurry, we don't have much time. I've got the banquet in less than an hour."

Lyam hmphed and pulled back, half undressing while Flynn quickly shimmied out of his trousers and under garments. He laid back against the pillows, admiring Lyam's body as he did so.

The first mate was beautiful, all tanned skin and toned muscle. Unfortunately, he was too aware of his own attractiveness, which showed in the way he moved. It was arrogant, bordering on cocky; A turn off, but Flynn could overlook it.

Temporarily.

Once he was sufficiently undressed, Lyam pulled Flynn closer by the thighs and kissed him, deep.

"I love the way you taste," Lyam muttered against Flynn's lips. "You're so sweet."

Flynn let out a moan and pulled Lyam closer, wrapping his legs around the firstmate's waist.

He could feel Lyam's cock, hard and pulsing, pressing against his own hardness. The firstmate wrapped his hand around both erections, stroking them both in unison. Flynn gasped and tilted his hips, pushing himself harder against Lyam's hand.

"Please," He begged. "I need you now."

"I need to prep you first," Lyam chuckled and let go of Flynn's cock, pushing two fingers inside of him. Flynn gasped and arched his back, pushing down onto Lyam's fingers. The firstmate added a third finger and started to move them in and out in a steady rhythm. Flynn's breathing quickened as his pleasure built. He tilted his hips and bucked against Lyam's hand, moaning loudly.

"Yes, just like that," Lyam encouraged, moving his fingers faster. Flynn's body tensed up. He was close, so close. He cried out as Lyam's thumb brushed against his cock in just the right way and he nearly came.

The firstmate chuckled and kissed Flynn's neck, gently nipping a trail of hickeys down to his clavicle. Flynn writhed against Lyam, silently begging for more. Lyam laughed and kissed him again, then finally obliged him and manhandled Flynn into position on his knees.

"You're so beautiful," Lyam muttered, pushing himself inside of Flynn. Flynn gasped and gripped the sheets tightly, bracing himself. Lyam didn't build up slowly like he had last time, he just pushed himself all the way in until Flynn couldn't take anymore. He cried out and Lyam stilled, letting Flynn adjust.

Once Flynn had, Lyam started moving, slowly at first then picking up the pace. Flynn moaned and pushed back; matching Lyam thrust for thrust. The sheets were bunched up in his fists as he fought for leverage, his toes digging into the mattress. He cried out as Lyam's cock brushed against a sensitive spot inside him and tilted his hips, trying to get more. Lyam kept missing that spot, not quite scratching Flynn's itch.