Sahonny Smutfics(Because I can)

Face Sitting

"When I tell you to sit on my face, don't just put ten percent of your body weight down, sit like a chair. Don't ask if I can breathe. Just sit down," Sahed instructed with a smug grin, his three piercing blue eyes gleaming with mischief.

Tonny's cheeks flushed a deep shade of scarlet as he processed the words that had just left Sahed's lips. He looked down at the broad, muscular man sprawled before him, dressed in nothing but a pair of velvet shorts that barely contained his arousal. The tentative look on Tonny's face was met with a stern nod, and Sahed's cocky demeanor didn't falter for a second. The illusionist was known for his unpredictable and sometimes shocking demands, but Tonny had learned to trust his judgment in the intimate moments they shared.

With trembling hands, Tonny adjusted the red and gold fabric of his costume, making sure everything was in place before he cautiously lowered himself onto Sahed's waiting face. The illusionist's eyes rolled back in pleasure as he felt the warmth and pressure of Tonny's body against his mouth and nose. Sahed's hands firmly grasped Tonny's thighs, urging him to increase the weight, and Tonny complied, his own breath quickening in anticipation. The scent of their shared arousal filled the air, mingling with the faint aroma of the candles that flickered on the nightstand, casting shadows across the tent walls.

Sahed's tongue danced around Tonny's entrance, teasing and tasting, while his hands slid up to the ringleader's firm ass, squeezing and spreading his cheeks. Tonny's legs quivered as Sahed's skilled mouth worked its magic, the sensation both foreign and exhilarating. He had never allowed himself to be so vulnerable with anyone before, but with Sahed, he felt a strange sense of security. The sound of fabric rustling grew louder as Sahed's enthusiasm grew, and Tonny's moans grew in volume, echoing through the otherwise quiet night.

Suddenly, Sahed's grip tightened, his teeth grazing Tonny's sensitive skin. A gasp of surprise turned into a whimper of pleasure, and Tonny's body responded instinctively, pushing back against Sahed's face. The illusionist chuckled against Tonny's ass, the vibrations sending shockwaves through his body, and Tonny could feel his resolve slipping away. He had always been the one in control, the calm center of the chaotic world that was the Traveling Troupe, but here, with Sahed, he was allowed to let go.

The tent outside grew quiet, the only sounds being their ragged breaths and the occasional snap of a candle wick. Sahed's tongue delved deeper, exploring the warm, tight channel before him, and Tonny felt his entire being tense up. He was on the edge, his orgasm building with every flick and swirl, and he knew that if Sahed kept this up, he would fall over that precipice with a scream that would shake the very fabric of their reality. But Sahed was a master of timing, and just as Tonny was about to lose it, he pulled back, leaving the ringleader panting and begging for more.

With a wicked chuckle, Sahed sat up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "You're so delicious," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "But it's not your turn yet, love."

Tonny's eyes searched Sahed's, a silent plea for more, but the illusionist was already on his feet, his erection bobbing with every step he took towards the chest at the foot of the bed. He pulled out a velvet pouch and tipped its contents onto the wooden surface. A set of gleaming metal toys clattered out, each one a testament to Sahed's kinky imagination. He selected a slender vibrator and turned it on, the low hum filling the tent with a palpable energy.

Walking back to the bed, Sahed leaned down and whispered in Tonny's ear, "You're going to love this." His breath was hot against Tonny's neck, sending shivers down his spine. Sahed's hands were steady as he positioned the vibrator at Tonny's entrance, the cool metal sending a jolt of pleasure through him. Tonny bit his bottom lip, his eyes fluttering closed as Sahed pushed it inside of him.