Broken (MxB) 18+

Pleasure II

Hey y'all I'm back. Sorry for making you wait, I just needed to figure out some shit. Updates are probably gonna be slower this week. My apologies. Enjoy!!

Azel's POV

My hands feels his firm abs through the sweaty shirt that was sticking to him. He trembles from the touch as he bites down the beautiful moans that I was dying to hear. But he refuses to let them out with stubborn resolve.

No. That absolutely won't do. 

My hands moves lower, and they lightly graze the prominent bulge in his pants.

"S-stop!"

His voice is shaky, almost like a whine. His hands grips me tightly for support, even when his eyes are glaring at me with defiance.

His words want me to stop wrecking his delectable body. But his actions told a whole different story.

"Do you really hate this?" I look deep into his eyes that were pooling with desire. The baby blue color of his eyes were a million shades darker.

"If you hate it so much-" I nibble on his ear, causing a moan to rumble in his chest.

"-why are you so hard right now?"

A fierce blush colors his cheeks and tries to shove me of him in embarrassment.

I push him up against the wall more forcefully before kissing him greedily. The citrusy taste under his tongue was a drug I was soon getting addicted to.

I slip a leg in between his and rub against  his cock, which was getting harder by the second. The surprised mewls he was making were suppressed by my mouth. He was struggling under my touch, pushing me away and pulling me towards him simultaneously.

He suddenly pushes me off himself and glares at me furiously. His anger was coming at me in waves.

"Stop! Fucking stop!!"

I  withdraw my hands instantly and step slowly back to give him some space.

If he really did hate this right now, then I respect his decision. My wants can wait.

He looks at me, shock evident on his face.

"You- You stopped?"

The shock intermingled with disappointment in his voice. His eyes held a trace of anger, but that was completely hidden under the shadow of lust. No matter what he said, the unmistakable desire in his eyes never lessened.

The minuscule amount of resolve that I had crumpled. I had him against the wall, ravaging him like my soul begged me to. My hands exploring his body, my mouth leaving trails of bruises around his neck. 

He whimpered in my grasp, as his whole body quivered. My hands find his aching cock and starts palming it. He lets out a pleasured gasp, as his grip on me tightens. His face was completely red, down to his chest and his bottom lip was trembling. His scent was covering me like a blanket. 

I smirk down at him before running my tongue up his collarbone. My hands were stroking him through his pants, as he moaned unrestrained for the world to hear.

"S-stop stop" He chants as he involuntarily starts thrusting into my hands.

When I circle my finger on the moistened tip through the fabric, he lets out a high pitched mewl. His eyes become damp with tears, but his movements doesn't cease. I try look at him in curiosity, but he buries his face in my chest refusing to let me see him.

I chuckle darkly, and start suckling on that part on his neck which was very sensitive. The area that was closest to where his mark would be.

His moans become an octave higher as his thrusts become faster and more desperate, his breaths shallower.

I quicken the pace of my hand to his thrusts. 

"Are you close, Little Wolf?" 

He tries to bite back a moan, his cheeks were stained with tears of pleasure.

"No- not gonna cum- no-" He shakes his head, as he trembles from the pleasure and shame.

I harshly bite the tender flesh of his neck that I had been sucking on, as I rub his cock with smooth friction. I drive him over the edge like I intended to.

With a chocked moan, he is shaking like a leaf in my arms. His scent so strong, it was dizzying.

His legs give way soon and he falls into my arms, panting. 

I observe his spent form. His cheeks red, eyes moist and neck littered with a constellation of hickeys. A wet spot was forming on the front of his pants, outlining his cock.

"D-don't look at me." He tries to say, but what comes out is a broken whimper, which was relighting the flame of desire that I had forcibly extinguished for his sake.

I place a gentle kiss on his lips, which has him blushing like I didn't  just jerk him off a minute ago.

He eyes my lips, trailing down to my chest. I feel his cock jerk in the confines of his pants.

Save me! Dear Satan!!

I sigh. "Let's get you cleaned up."

I did it. I finally wrote smut!! It's one of my first times writing smut, so I'm sorry if it's not good.
I'll get better at it soon. Coz, I absolutely love smut with a passion. Bye, my lovelies.

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