New Horizons (Part 7 of the Ignaius-Saga)

Wet

***Mature content warning.  For all of you who want the naughty bits as well.***

Tanier was extremely pleased by the imminent effect he had on Variel, so he kept twisting the hardening little buds, alternating between rubbing and pinching them. When he felt he was reaching the limit to which he could intensivy this form of stimulation, he took one hand between Variel's legs where he found the throbbing erection that he had expected - his own was throbbing just as violently against Variel's backside. His fingers first brushed over the shaft, then squeezed Variel's balls, pulling down his scrotum and playing with the delicate globes he could feel inside like it was a pair of marbles.

Variel felt a powerful shock go through his entire body, and his vision darkened for an instant at the pain this brought him. It stopped his breath, which came back in quick panting. He squirmed and writhed between Tanier's legs as such a sensitive part of him was handled so firmly. He gritted his teeth and took in a hiss each time the king's actions caused a particularly powerful jolt to go through him, and he was sure he would come at any second.

Tanier had started carefully, but when it became clear that Variel enjoyed the rough treatment, he got more bold. He could feel every detail of the delicate organ under his fingers, all else he would have been worried about any damage he may inadvertently inflict. Soon he had found the touch that made Variel hiss and shiver and now worked on perfecting it. When he felt Variel's approaching climax, he pinched the point where the scrotum ended at the base of the penis, a little trick that often worked to prevent the upcoming climax.

"Not so fast. You are not finishing without me," he murmured.

Then he got up, bent Variel over the edge of the tub and entered him. He had counted on the water and the earlier sexual encounter to allow him to drop the preparation and he had no reason to regret his decission. Variel's ass was deliciously tight, but allowed him to enter without any real resistance until he was sheathed to the hilt. When he had taken Variel in the morning, it was a reward for the boy. Now this was his reward and relief after a particular stressful meeting.

"You better hold on to the edge," he suggested, then he started to thrust.

Variel screamed when his release was pinched off and not allowed to complete. It made him dizzy all over again, and the next thing he knew, he was laying over the edge of the tub. He clutched it and gave something between a moan and a whine as Tanier entered him, still teetering on the brink of orgasm but now trying desperately to hold out for his lover's sake. The position he was in was not at all comfortable, but it didn't need to be.

Variel shut his eyes and gritted his teeth again, pushing himself back to meet one of the king's thrusts, driving a cry from him, a sound that repeated with each thrust of the older man's hips. The sound reverberated off the walls of the bathroom and the brass tub.

Tanier didn't hold back. His hand grabbed Variel's hips, as he kept pumping, every moan an scream from the younger man making him more eager. As this was their second go just that day he didn't have to worry about coming too quickly. Rather the question was, if Variel would be able to hold back, but he fought bravely. "Not now," Tanier hissed into his ear, when he was getting close again. Finally he could feel the energy build deep in his groins, could feel his own climax approaching. "Now," he breathed into Variel's ear as he drove it in, on his way out he got slower, until he froze, just the tip of his cock still in Variel's ass. He knew he was as good as gone. Any little move would inevitably trigger his climax. He was panting - and suddenly he slammed back in full force, deep and hard and screaming and pumping his load into Variel's ass.

The force of the final stroke took Variel's breath. His mouth gaped open in a silent scream as the impact violently drove from him the release he'd been containing. Convulsions wracked his small body with each wave he rode, threatening to take him under.

When it passed, he slumped over the ledge. He wasn't quite unconscious, but he was rather dazed. He didn't register the bruising pain of the brass against his chest. He just felt like he was floating, and there wasn't an ounce of tension left in him for the time being.

Time stood still, as pleasure controlled Tanier's body and mind. Burning like a fire was his first conscious thought, when his time started to flow again. Maybe those cultist were starting to brain wash him. Or maybe he just had had damn good sex. The way Variel was hanging boneless over the ledge was a clear indicator. Slowly he pulled away and stepped out of the water. He got two big blankets, wrapped one loosely around his shoulders then carefully caressed Variel back to full consciousnees to wrap him in the other one.

This was how they were soon lying on Variel' bed: both wrapped in a blanket, Tanier holding Variel, who was about to drift off to sleep, while he himself felt wonderfully relaxed, yet wide awake.

Variel snuggled against Tanier's chest, holding some of the blanket material in a loose fist. His eyelids kept fluttering shut, but he forced them open again. He knew Tanier would have to leave soon, so he didn't want to fall asleep and miss their time together. He would be left to sleep for the rest of the day, most likely. Of course, it was always easier to fall asleep while he wasn't alone...

"...I love you..." He felt the need to say something to keep himself lucid, but those were the only words he could think of that wouldn't bring up an unpleasant topic of conversation that he didn't quite have the mental capacity to deal with at the moment.

"I love you, too," Tanier replied. "And now sleep, I think you need some rest. Send me a message, when you wake, will you?"

He could as well ask the servant to do this, once Variel woke up, but he wanted the boy to know that he wanted to know about him.

He held him, until he finally fell asleep. When Tanier carefully disentangled himsell, he woke up. Of course. "Sleep!" Tanier whispered to him as he kissed him, then he was on his way.