It Started on Friday

Chapter Eight - Friday Night

TW: Scenes and graphical details of s3x, please advise!

Emil stared up at Jason, and couldn't help but think that he was hot being on top of him. Were they really going to do this? Jason's question was lingering in his head, as he noticed he was expectantly looking at him.

"What if your mother finds out?" 

"It's fine. She won't care. Sure, she'll be disturbed, but, she won't be mad or anything..." 

Something about Jason's tone was turning Emil on; seductive and low. His neck, no matter how much he rubbed it off, was still wet from Jason's tongue touching it. Emil let out a low groan, sighing and moved around slightly.

"You want it, don't you?" Jason couldn't help but smirk as he neared himself down to his ear, somehow making his voice even deeper than before. "I can tell you're getting desperate." Moving his hand down to his own, intertwining their fingers together, he chuckled. "Your hands are shaking, and you're hot." 

Emil let out a small gasp, soon letting out whining sounds as he shut his eyes. "S-Shut up..." 

"You're the submissive one, Emil. Not me." Jason snapped, but smirked again. "You're so precious down there, it makes me just want to-"

"Do whatever to me!" Emil was shaking more than before, breathing heavily, too. He opened his eyes to look at him; desperation was clearly in his eyes.

"Awh...what happened to the Emil who wouldn't ever do things like this?" He laughed. "Let alone have sex with a man." 

"Fuck you, just do something! Make it go away, please." 

"What, the desperation?"

"Yes, Jason! The desperation! It's killing me, I need something." 

Jason chuckled as he pulled away from his ear and started to unbutton his shirt. Once done, he smirked once more at seeing Emil go bright red. "There's more where that came from." He rolled his eyes, undressing the rest of himself entirely. He laughed at Emil's priceless reaction, who was now drooling just a bit. He stared at him before putting his thumb into Emil's left side of his mouth forcefully. "You little slut, drooling over me?" 

Emil could only let out more whines as he drooled more, which, it wasn't going out of his mouth anymore, more of onto Jason's thumb finger.

Jason smiled pleasingly as he took his finger out of his mouth, Emil's drool thickly saturating it. "Pathetic... it's adorable."

Emil's head and heart was racing. I'm getting so desperate, he's right, it's so pathetic. God... but seeing him like this... I need something from this. Seeing him dressed down entirely... holy fuck...

Jason leaned forward once he wiped the drool off his finger onto the bed sheets, undressing Emil, having a smile on his face again. "I should give you something now... you've waited so long." 

Emil nodded in agreement as he quickly attempted to help Jason undress him. Once done, Jason had thrown Emil's clothes to the side of the bed. He smirked, leaning forwards and licked his chest.

Emil flinched from the touch, shutting his eyes tightly and let out a loud whine. It feels so good. My cold chest met with Jason's warm fuckin' tongue... please, fuck. Hurry...

Jason soon pulled back, licking his lips. "Alright, pretty boy. You...might be in a bit of pain at first... I don't have any lube."

Emil shook his head. "No, make me feel it all. Pain or not. Please, I just need something!"

He was excited at his excitement, as he grabbed onto his hips rather harshly and kissed him roughly, seconds before pushing himself into him. 

Emil had kissed him back, but flinched and let out a loud moan which was combined with both pleasure and pain. I should have listened to him! Fuck, it'll last for only a bit more, right? Then all I'll feel is never-ending heaven.