The Path of a Black Sheep in a Fantasy World (BL)

Chapter 21 (M)

Warning : Mature content ahead

It's a long chapter, I didn't want to cut it in two like Bite so here we go!

Adam walked back to their room, still stuck in his thoughts. Was there really a way for him to become stronger with his magic? He wanted to know, desperately so.

Suddenly, the warrior found himself thrown on a soft bouncy surface before he could react. He blinked in a daze, not understanding how he went from in the corridor to in their bedroom on the bed. The brown ceiling only stared back at him with no answer, but it was soon covered by Evan's face coming close to his.

The slave looked at his master with lustful eyes, ready to pick up where they left.

Adam choked on his spit as he tried to say something, only for the giant to gently cup his privates with his large hand. The long fingers slowly applied force as he rolled Adam's balls and stroked his soft shaft. Adam shuddered at the electric feeling that cursed through his veins and the weird feeling that squeezed his insides toward his lower belly. He sucked in a breath when Evan started to leave open mouthed kisses on his collarbone, nipping at the skin until he reached the beginning of his shirt.

Evan came back to attack his lips, capturing them between his teeth before lapping at the bruised skin. Adam's plump lips had always had an effect on Evan, his eyes couldn't help drifting to gaze at it. They were just the perfect plumpness, looking ripe and always pouting. It nearly sent him crazy when he noticed that Adam had the bad habit of chewing his lips when thinking, making them red, and shiny from the saliva coating it.

Evan licked the crack between Adam's lips, and the latter understood the request. Soon, both men were fighting for dominance as their tongues battled like swords. Saliva dripped down the corner of their mouth, but they couldn't care less. Their breaths mixed together, teeth crashing against teeth, lips sucking on tongues before releasing it. They made sure they knew every corner of the other's mouth, enjoying the growing sexual tension as neither gave up.

As their mouths fought, their hands roamed the other's body, caressing the bulging muscles that both possessed, stroking the dents and scars, appreciating the calluses, the result of hard work. They were both warriors, having lived a life far from peaceful. Their bodies were the product of years of maltreatment, but also tears and blood shed for a better future.

They were stubborn, but enjoyed the little things of life.

With a breathless sign, Adam finally granted Evan's full control. Their restless dance turned into a slow waltz. Moans and low groans filled the room as they slowly pressed their bodies closer. They rubbed their naked skin together, not even wondering when they had taken off all their clothes.

Adam pressed his chest against Evan's slightly flater, but larger one, as he wrapped his arms around his shoulder to give him better access to his mouth by tilting his head to the side. The slave couldn't resist the temptation, his left hand squeezing itself between their bodies to carefully grope Adam's bulging chest.

It wasn't like the feeling of a woman's breast. It was harder, firmer, but it still gave a pleasing squeeze as Evan flexed his hand. Since the moment they had met, the slave had wanted nothing more than to press his face between the two buns and leave teeth marks all over them, making sure that the cherries on top of them were hard and bruised. So he did just that.

He left Adam's delicious mouth to head down south, leaving a trail of hickies until he finally reached his destination. He let loose his wild fantasies as Adam squirmed under his body at the slight pain mixed with pleasure. Gasps left his open mouth when the slave took in his mouth one of his nipples to suck on it, before gently tugging at it with his teeth. His hand twisted his free nipple painfully, but Adam couldn't stop his dick from twitching at the sensation.