Bonding and Bite Marks

Good Morning

John hummed softly as he turned over, purring as he felt warm flesh against his chest. He huddled closer to the warmth, breathing Lin's familiar scent. Their scent. There was a certain giddiness in his chest as he recalled their earlier activities, his whole body aching at the memory. His right hip was a little tender where Lin had stretched his thigh. Both calves were sore, and his back was slightly achy too. Despite the pain, he felt good as he stretched and laid an arm across Lin's toned abs, tracing circles on the smooth skin.

He was sleeping peacefully on his back, and made no sign of having noticed his movements. One arm was against John's chest, hanging loosely at his side while the other rested beneath his head, bent at the elbow. He looked relaxed and peaceful, lips slightly parted, with long eyelashes resting on his cheeks. He looked strangely innocent, almost vulnerable. John shifted his gaze to the window, seeing it was still quite dark outside. The grey of dawn was barely touching the far edge of the sky. He returned his eyes to his oblivious mate.

His feet twitched in contentment as he eyed the sleeping alpha, feeling impulsive but uncertain. He did promise me a round three...and there are worse ways to be woken up...John bit his lower lip as he tried to reason it out. He started off hesitantly, stroking circles on Lin's chest, watching him squirm a little in his sleep. The arm behind his head came down, subconsciously catching John's hand and holding it gently. Now what? John looked at their joined hands with a small frown. He leaned in impishly, pressing gentle kisses to Lin's pale shoulder and gradually leaning further over to move towards his chest. Blue eyes peered up cautiously as he dragged his tongue over one of the slowly hardening nubs. Lin let out a breath and turned his head, the hand holding his own loosening its grip and falling away.

John almost smirked as he renewed his light teasing touches, gradually stroking his hand lower to caress Lin's elegant hipbone. He almost blushed as he felt Lin's erection bump his hand as he stroked his pelvis beneath the duvet. He was already hard. John looked up at his sleeping face, searching their bond for any sign that he was awake, but he was strangely difficult to read. His output was low, like a poor radio signal, but there was a sense of hazy pleasure and silent need. He shuddered at the thoughts running through his head.

With a final nip of the nipple in his mouth, John started teasing his way lower beneath the thick duvet. He kept his kisses soft and pliant as he made his way over Lin's abs, past his naval, and across his pelvis. It was hot and stuffy beneath the heavy material as he hesitated above his navel. He regretted not being able to see Lin's face from where he was now. He could barely see in the semidarkness, licking and kissing Lin's pelvis until he felt his hard cock bump his cheek. Treat it like a straw...

John gripped the silky skin with one hand and angled the hardened shaft towards his pink lips. Taking a breath and closing his eyes, he let his tongue slowly stroke and swirl the soft head. He grimaced at the salt on his tongue, but the shudder that ran through Lin's body was enough to make it worthwhile. Lin's thigh twitched as he gripped with one hand, keeping him down as he prodded and flicked the slit, swirling his tongue again before nibbling and sucking the leaking tip. He heard a strangled moan and froze, suddenly nervous as he realised Lin must have woken up.

"Don't do such dangerous things," Lin warned sleepily as he tossed the duvet aside, chocolate eyes burning as he looked down at him, where he innocently knelt between his thighs with the tip of his cock still between his lips. Lin growled low in his throat and John almost flinched at the aggressive sound. Am I in trouble? Lin didn't seem angry on the inside, at least. "Come here." Lin reached a hand down to tug at his blonde locks. He almost shivered at the popping sound John made as he released his cock with a final suck.

John obediently followed his gentle urging, finding himself straddling his hips as he leaned down against his chest. Lin moaned against his lips, stealing small kisses at first before brushing his tongue along his lower lip. John opened his mouth obediently, whining as Lin gripped his collar and tugged lightly. It didn't exactly choke, but it left him breathless and submissive. His omega rolled and writhed in his chest, offering itself to its alpha. Lin's tongue explored his willing mouth, brushing over his teeth and sliding teasingly against his own. He savoured the taste of his own seed on John's tongue, humming softly as he drew back.