Blue's Rebel (MXM)

Chapter 21 (M)

SMUT... Again. 🫣 SKIP IF UNCOMFORTABLE. DO NOT REPORT.

Chapter 21

As if in a trance, Blue stared at Ryzel. His silver hair was in a mess, rivulets of sweat on his fair skin, his teeth digging on his lower lip, and sweet moans coming out of his delicious mouth... the sight before him is incredibly breathtaking. Blue was stunned.

Ryzel was bouncing up and down on Blue's member, with Blue's hand supporting his boyfriend's hips. When Ryzel opened his eyes and met Blue's, a soft smile graced his lips and Blue's heart sputtered. "I love you, Blue. My Asúl," Ryzel said full of emotion, a hint of possessiveness in his tone, and Blue was not able to control himself. He grabbed Ryzel by the nape and kissed him, but not without professing how incorrigibly in love he is with Ryzel.

Ryzel moaned when Blue increased the tempo of his movements. "Oh, fuck. Asúl, slow down..." Ryzel groaned when Blue moved faster and deeper, hitting Ryzel's spot incessantly, marking and stretching his walls.

"Baby, you are so fucking tight. You are sucking my cock so well," Blue whispered in a strained voice, unaware of how his words affected Ryzel. Blue choked a gasp when Ryzel clenched on him, heightening his libido and making his arousal even harder.

Ryzel moaned and grabbed onto Blue's shoulder, biting his lips sexily, his eyes half-hooded, as he stared at Blue wantonly. For Ryzel, only Blue matters at this moment. It's as if time stood still and the only thing he can see is Blue. "My Asúl..." Ryzel tearfully moaned, the indescribable pleasure was wrecking his senses.

"I'm here, baby. I'm here," Blue replied and kissed Ryzel again. Ryzel returned the favor with equal fervor, moving his hips skillfully as he softly pull the strands of Blue's soft hair. Blue could only groan and moan as Ryzel touched him with so much gentleness and affection.

Both of them felt that familiar build-up in their groin so Blue hastened his pace while Ryzel arched his back, chanting Blue's name in wild abandon.

"I'm near, Blue." Ryzel choked a guttural groan and moved his hips faster, meeting Blue's.

"Me too, baby. Together," Blue muttered in between heavy pants and they reached their peak. Ryzel dropped his head on the crook of Blue's neck, panting heavily. Blue caught Ryzel's body, embracing the man while chasing his own breath. When both of them calmed down, Ryzel withdrew from Blue's neck and reached for the man's ear, caressing it softly.

Ryzel smirked when Blue twitched inside of him. He lifted his ass slowly, both of them groaning from the sweet removal, but Ryzel is not done yet. He removed the condom and threw it on the floor, then sat on Blue, eliciting a deep and long moan from Blue.

"Fuck. Ryzel, no. Baby, we need to use protection." Blue is only taking into consideration Ryzel's welfare. Seeing Ryzel carry their baby would make him feel like he's on top of the world, but that kind of topic needs a lengthy discussion. He needs Ryzel healthy because Blue is aware of the risks that come with carrier pregnancy.

However, Ryzel is stubborn. "I don't care, Asúl. I need to feel you. I can just take my pills again." Ryzel stopped taking his pills when he started his medications. He's heavily medicated and Ryzel does not want to damage his kidneys by taking too much drugs. After all, he won't get pregnant that easily because except for Blue, no one is allowed to touch him intimately.

There's a sense of intimacy and vulnerability from the simple act of feeling each other without any hindrance, and both of them were loving it.

Blue was no longer able to protest because when Ryzel moved again, he just cursed from too much pleasure, now that there is no barrier and he can directly feel the heat and tightness of Ryzel's channel. "Fuck, baby. You are so fucking tight and hot. I'm about to melt," Blue gritted out and squeezed his eyes shut from the delicious sensations of being inside Ryzel without the rubber.