Dieter's Prize

Nineteen

Crispin's POV

I couldn't tell you how the rest of the dinner went. It must have gone well because Dieter attacked my lips the moment I walked into the house. He pushed me against the door swallowed my lips and didn't let me go. 

His hands gripped firmly on my sides as we nipped and sucked at each other. His rough lips against mine were a feeling I would never get used to. His big body loomed over mine. His muscles are a lot more evident in the dress shirt. It looked like it was going to rip apart. A man could dream. 

His hands trailed from my waist to my ass and he squeezed tightly. Pulling me more into him. My hands went from scratching the back of his neck to pulling at his hair. He loved it when I did, and he let out a deep groan every time. 

Dieter pulled away panting for a moment. He set his forehead against my own and I could almost hear his thoughts like this.

"I want you, Crispin. I can't go another day without it." His words made me groan and my dick leaked in my pants. It was begging to come out and to be touched.

"I want you, too," I whispered against his lips. "But c-ca--" The words got caught in my throat, and I wanted nothing more than to shut myself up. But the desire was too strong not to. I had to ask him. "Can I top you?" My voice was breathless and I felt myself go stiff. 

Dieter had given some hints that he would be okay with it. Well would be okay with switching but he had yet to say it. So I needed to ask before I fully unleashed my dominance. I didn't want to scar him away.

He let out a deep sigh and I saw his shoulders relax as if he was nervous too. "Fuck, yes." He huffed out and smashed his lips back onto mine.

This time it was sloppy and there was no rhythm to it. Our teeth clashed and our canines extended slightly. The urge to mark each other at the forefront of our minds. An urge I just might give in to. 

"Upstairs," I growled out and Dieter pulled away. A soft smirk on his face as he grabbed my hand and we walked up the stairs. Very quickly might I add. 

Once in my room, Dieter began to undress himself, his excitement flooding off of him in waves.

"Did I say you can take your clothes off yet?" I questioned, feeling my dominance coming back. Dieter instantly stilled and he dropped his hands.

"Lay on the bed." He immediately did as told as he scurried up the bed and laid out flat. He let out a deep breath of anticipation. 

My eyes trailed his body and I felt my mind go blank. My only focus was this. Dieter and I. I stepped closer and I felt his eyes watch my every step. I slowly began to undress myself. The tension grew as I took my time unraveling myself to him. What he didn't know was that even though I asked to top him first, we were going to end the night with him inside of me.

Once I was left standing in nothing but my boxers, Dieter's eye held nothing but pure lust. His was slightly parted and I could see his excitement trying to exit. 

"Take your shirt off," I spoke firmly as I stood in place at the end of the bed. I've never seen Dieter move so quickly, his shirt was off in record time. His amazing chest was on display for me to rake my eyes over. He was all muscle. Pure muscle. 

"Bottoms off too." I was trying to keep control, but I was losing it. Something in the way that he looks at me like I am the best thing in the world, makes me want to give him my all. Make his wildest dreams come true.