Problematic // Vikklan Au

Chapter 19

-Edited-

MATURE Warning
This chapter is purely smut and nothing within it is important for the story. You do not have to read this chapter, but you can if you want. The next chapter will carry on the story.

Third Person's POV

Lachlan rubbed up Vikk's arm, smirking to himself as the boy fidgeted under his soft strokes. Vikk was quick to climb into Lachlan's lap and engage in a heated kiss that became rough and desperate. Lachlan swiped his tongue across the Brit's lip, and when granted access, the Australian began to explore the boy's mouth as if it were an undiscovered cavern.

Lachlan pulled away to catch his air, leaning forward to suck marks on to the boy's tan neck. Vikk grinded down on the Australian's lap, and he let out a breathless whine. Lachlan pulled back to show off lust flooded eyes and a smirk that made Vikk shiver, "Such a naughty noise for such a pretty boy to be making."

Lachlan rubbed his hands along Vikk's thighs to his ass, groping the muscle and skin tightly and earning himself another keen from the boy on top of him. "You know I like it rough, yeah?" Lachlan whispered as he slapped his hand down on Vikk's cheeks, and the boy let out a high moan while nodding vigorously.

Lachlan was holding most of his lust driven mind back as felt the boy's thighs and ass, up to his back and then to his hips. Vikk leaned down and connected their lips again, grinding down on the boy's lap and earning strangled grunts to leave Lachlan's lips and into Vikk's.

Both boys were getting harder by the second, and at some point neither one of them would be able to hold back.

Lachlan switched the positions and hovered over the boy underneath him, connecting their lips and grinding down. He pushed Vikk to lay across the couch, and Lachlan slotted between the boy's open legs for better access.

Lachlan pulled away to lift his shirt off, doing the same to Vikk and then peppering kisses down the smaller's chest. Lachlan leaned back up and pecked the boy's lips as he stood up to pull down his pants. Vikk shimmied out of his and lifted his hips to pull them off, kicking them to the floor. 

Lachlan removed his boxers afterwards, feeling the cold temperatures of the house pricking at his cock. Vikk mirrored him, sucking in a breath as his erection was set free and resting against his stomach.

Lachlan climbed back on to Vikk, sucking on the boy's nipples and causing Vikk to arch his back into the source of pleasure while letting out sinful whines. The brunet bucked his hips up for friction, and Lachlan was quick to bite his lip and hold his hips down.

"Wanna- Wanna ride you," Vikk whispered with a cracking voice, and Lachlan hummed as he pulled away and switched their positions so Vikk straddled his hips.

The smaller boy sucked on his fingers, lathering them in his own lube so he could stretch himself. When he thought they were wet enough, he reached behind himself to slip a finger into his hole. Lachlan watched him with his eyes going darker as the boy moaned and rode his own fingers.

Another finger was added, scissoring open his hole and making it an easier access for when he lowered down on Lachlan.

A third was added, and Lachlan was leaning forward to suck on Vikk's nipples. When he knew he was ready, the Brit removed his finger, hole clenching on open air, and positioned his hole above Lachlan's throbbing erection.

Lachlan rubbed the boy's sides, but his hands shot down to grip his hips tightly as the boy sunk down on his dick, shaking and stuttering as he bottomed out.

The blond comforted the Brit by whispering soothing words and rubbing the skin of his side and hips, and when Vikk sucked in a breath, he lifted himself and dropped himself back down swiftly.

Lachlan swallowed thickly as he leaned his head back and let his fingers grasp the skin of the brunet's hips. Vikk settled for a fast rhythm, head thrown back and mouth letting out loud moans that had Lachlan's head spinning.

Lachlan decided to buck up and meet Vikk's movements halfway, earning himself a sinister scream as Vikk's prostrate was slammed into. "Oh, Lachlan!" Vikk whimpered, breathlessly whining as he continued to bounce on the Australian's raging dick.

Lachlan's stomach was pooling and twisting, but so was Vikk's, and Lachlan took the moment to grab Vikk firmly and flip them so he hovered over Vikk.

Lachlan began to snap his hips into Vikk, causing an eruption of screams and moans, and Lachlan grunted as he felt his release growing with the pleasure coursing up his spine.

Lachlan shivered as he quickened his efforts, pounding roughly into the boy's abused hole and leaving the smaller to pant out a string of his man's name.

Just as Lachlan sunk himself deep and hard into the boy's warmth, Vikk moaned high in his throat and began to tremble, ribbons of white painting up his stomach and on to Lachlan's pelvis.

Lachlan whined lowly as he began to stutter in rhythm, and then he stilled as he spilled into the boy, pleasure blinding him for a few minutes before he could see again.

After both boys came down from their highs, Lachlan carried the heavily panting boy up to his bedroom and laid them down with promises of an amazing wedding day tomorrow as they fell asleep and basked in each other's arms.