Heathen

Lovers I

Outside it is already dark. The room is dimly lit by the crackling fire in the hearth. They are staring at each other in silence. One could feel the tension in the air between them. Dal is thinking that this may be his chance of getting closer to Endymion. Taking the initiative, he places his hands on his shirt grabbing fistfuls of fabric and pulls him closer. Eagerly, he crushes his lips on his. Endymion is caught off guard by the boy's bold move but he does not stop him. He gives in to the feeling of his soft luscious lips moving against his own. The eagerness and the desire are evident. Endymion lets him lead for a while. Then, he takes over. He bites softly Dal's bottom lip causing him to gasp enough for him to slip his tongue into his warm mouth, savouring his taste for a while. But as they stay connected, their tongues engage in a frantic dance, passionate and desperate for each other, until they have to pull away to breathe.

Endymion looks at the boy's flustered face. His eyes are sparkling, his cheeks are tinted pink and his lips are swollen from kissing. He looks so beautiful and soft. He makes Endymion's cold heart ache. They start kissing again. Endymion takes a few steps, gently pushing Dal back to sit on the bed. The boy lies on the mattress pulling Endymion on top of him. Their mouths move in sync, with soft licks and bites in between, eliciting little noises of pleasure from both of them. Endymion moves along Dal's jaw line, tracing it with his tongue, up to his earlobe. He nibbles it gently, earning a whimper from the boy, whose fingers are tangled in Endymion's black hair, pulling him even closer. Endymion moves to the boy's neck, leaving a wet trail, all the way to his collarbone. He sucks the skin lightly and then licks the purple mark. Dal moans. His eyes are unfocused and his body is glued to the other. He needs more.

Endymion tugs the hem of the boy's shirt, motioning for him to lift his torso and arms and takes it off him. He takes a moment to remove his own shirt and leans over the boy. He takes Dal's hands, their fingers intertwined, and places them above the boy's head. He stares deep in his brown eyes where a lustful fire is burning. Endymion's eyes are dark and unreadable, his gaze makes the boy shudder. Endymion leans down and kisses him again with a need  slowly taking over every part of his mind and body. Their bodies come in contact making Dal shiver at the feel of Endymion s cold skin, letting out a small moan against the other's lips. Soon, after he is kissed all over his neck and chest, he feels hot again. He moans loudly at the soft grazing of his nipples by Endymion's teeth. It sends a feeling of warmth through his body, now pooling in his groin. "Min..." He calls out his name breathlessly. His head is spinning. He feels Endymion's hand between their bodies, reaching for his crotch, stroking him lightly. He twists his hips against Endymion's hand, looking for some friction. Endymion stops and removes the boy's clothing. He stands up and takes off the rest of his clothes. He is now completely naked in front of the flustered boy. Dal can't help but admire the man in front of him. His well-toned body gives off a soft glow. He makes Dal's heart race.

Endymion climbs onto the bed, parting Dal's legs and kneels between his thighs. The latter can't help but tremble slightly. He watches Endymion putting his fingers in his mouth and licking them in a way so sensual and seductive that makes Dal instantly aroused. Endymion's eyes fixate on the boy lying in front of him, watching him through his long eyelashes. He slowly reaches behind and traces with his fingers the area, putting one in him carefully. The boy gasps. The sting he feels brings tears in his eyes. He takes shaky breaths trying to adjust to the feeling of something foreign inside him. Endymion takes his time to stroke and rub him from inside, before entering a second finger. The boy yelps in pain. After the third finger he whines audibly at the sting of penetration and stretching. He is covering his mouth to muffle the desperate scream that wants to escape his lips. Endymion puts his free hand on Dal's thigh rubbing it comfortingly to help him relax as he continues stretching him more and more. Slowly the stinging feeling is replaced with one of pleasure, warmth pooling again in his lower region, as Endymion keeps fingering him deeper, hitting his sweet spot.

Dal mumbles incoherently between his moans. He keeps his eyes shut and he seems to enjoy the treatment Endymion is giving him, lost in himself. "Min... I..." Dal doesn't get to say what he wants, he spills his semen all over himself moaning loudly once again. Endymion slowly pulls his fingers out. He sits still and waits for the boy to open his eyes. The boy looks at him embarrassed. "I am sorry..." "It is alright. Do not worry. I am glad you enjoyed it." He gives the boy a comforting smile. "But... what about you?" Dal blushes nodding at the other's very obvious arousal. "Ah, that..." Endymion tilts his head to the side. "Do you want to continue?" "Ye... yes. I want to." Dal is whispering, flustered. He avoids Endymion's gaze at all costs. "I want you." He says, still looking away. Endymion's eyes darken at these words. His intimidating aura makes the boy gulp audibly. He takes the boy's legs and places them on his shoulders. The boy is trembling with anticipation mixed with fear. The man before him frightens and excites him. And he just put himself at his disposal.

Endymion starts entering him agonizingly slowly but firmly, stretching him mercilessly until he is fully inside. Dal is holding back his tears and cries. His eyes are shut tight. He is gripping the bed sheets, taking deep breaths trying to adjust to the pain again. The other gives him time. He rubs the boy's thighs to soothe him and leans in to kiss him. Dal welcomes his lips and kisses him eagerly, hungrily, drowning his sighs in his mouth. When Endymion sees the boy's face relax, he starts moving, pulling slowly outwards almost to the tip and then thrusting deep in him. Dal arches his back, moaning. The other places his hand on his stomach pushing him down gently. He repeats his movements, gradually increasing the pace, reaching deeper with each thrust, hitting the boy's sweet spot. The stinging feeling recedes as Endymion repeatedly hits the mark. Dal's body floods with waves of pleasure. He moans shamelessly as loud as he can, cursing and calling Endymion's name. His eyes roll back. The warmth pooling in his nether region reaches his member and makes him hard again. Endymion uses one hand to stroke him, sending the boy even deeper into pleasure. He throws his head back arching his spine again and backing his hips to meet Endymion's thrusts. He comes undone all over his stomach and chest one more time, shaking under the other's body. Endymion pounds hard against the boy a few times to guide him through his orgasm and reaches his end too.

He remains still, panting heavily, watching the boy relax and fall limp onto the mattress. He then carefully extricates himself from the boy, putting his legs down and lies beside him. Their bodies glisten in the dimly lit room. They are both covered with sweat. Endymion uses a piece of cloth to clean him and then covers him with the blanket. The fire is almost out and it is cold now. The boy turns and looks at him with glazed eyes. He feels sleepy, exhausted from the intense experience and happy from the pleasure he received. He lets himself fall asleep, nuzzling against Endymion's bare chest.