SJM Hard and Heavy

Quinthar #4 (Interrupted)

*SPOILERS FOR HOSAB*
(AN. I haven't finished reading the house of sky and breath yet. Im a few chapters away from the end. So if anything is off, it's my apologies)

"God... I need to sleep." Hunt groaned loudly as he walked into his and Bryces' home. Bryce stood in the kitchen, back towards the front door, cooking something that smelt heavenly. With everything that's been going on lately, Hunt had been staying at the 33rd a few days a week to do some work on finding out when Hel will strike again. And it had been draining him of all he was. "Come here, im making some srit-fry for dinner, then we can go to bed." Hunt stalked his way over the the kitchen and was met with a beautiful sight. Bryce stood by the stove stirring what looked to be an assortment of vegetables, wearing absolutely nothing but one of Hunts' t-shirts, the round curve of her ass showed from under the hem, and her hair was up in a high ponytail showing off her lovely neck and shoulders. Hunt couldn't help the thought of how badly he wanted to grab that ass and maybe even sinc his teeth into it, wondering how she'd cry out in pleasure. Bryce turned from the stove top and looked at Hunt before sauntering towards him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pushed up onto her tip toes to press a gentle kiss to Hunts nose. Hunt wrapped his large hands around her waist and pulled her unto him, their fronts pressed together. "Long day at work?" Bryce drawled. Had her voice lowered, or was that just him? "Yeah.. Celestina has me doing reports on all the new demons that have been spotted. After that one attack..." Hunt slid his hands over Bryces cheeks, remembering how just a few weeks ago Bryce and Hypaxia got attacked by the prince of the pits Deathstalkers, Ithan had almost died that day..

"Anyways, yeah. She's got me basically working night and day to figure out as much as I can about the demons, and then I am also working on trying to figure out what Appolion is planning." Hunt sighed and plopped his head down, resting his chin on Bryces hair. Breathing in her scent he managed to catch a small whiff of arousal and it instantly had his cock jumping. Pulling Bryce away from him, he kissed her forehead and announced, "im going to go take a shower, ok?" Bryce smiled, a sight that could bring Hunt to his knees any day. She kissed his cheek and said,"Dinner will be ready when you're out." A loud moan slipped free and he

Hunt tried to ignore his now aching cock, but it was clear that it wouldn't be going away soon. When Hunt got to the shower he peeled off his clothes and turned the water to a scalding hot temperature. A habit he couldn't drop. No matter is Micah was dead, or that he wasn't a slave anymore. The hot temperature after a long day soothed his muscles. Hunt stepped into the steaming hot water and winced in pleasure and pain, again he tried so damn hard to ignore his cock. It sat there.. hard and jutting forwards, when he looked down to glance at the floor he couldnt help but see Bryce, sitting underneath him, his cock resting on her face while she kissed and sucked his shaft, Hunt groaned, "what the fuck is wrong with me right now." Hunt groaned quietly. Maybe it had just been that long of a day, and although he knew without a doubt if he asked Bryce to come and help, she would. But he didnt want to bother her, she'd also been really busy lately and she was currently making dinner, he knew she couldn't leave the stove unattended, so he reached down and grabbed his shaft. Groaning deeply he threw his hand over his mouth.

During the few months of constantly being cockblocked by everything around him, he'd masturbated a decent amount of times, but since Bryce called off their deal and things around them with Emile and Sophie calmed down, he'd had Bryce to assist him most of the time, he felt that he needed a little "himself" time. Even if he did wish with his whole heart that Bryce had her mouth around his cock right now. Hunt ran his hand tightly down his cock, his head dripping precum onto the shower floor, Hunt began pumping his cock, groaning into his hand cause he didnt wish to have Bryce over hear him. He continued achingly slow stopping to squeeze the tip of his cock then drag his hand back down to the base, he reached down and squeezed his balls, removing his hand from his mouth he squeezed his balls and pumped his cock in tandem, panting and trying his best to keep quiet. He could feel his balls tightening and release building along his spine, he pumped his cock faster squeezing tighter with his fist. The glimmering crest of release was right there, panting and nearly drooling he was about to cum.