Cain and Abel

Part Seven.

"Cain!" Abel gasped his hips rolling to meet the thrusts of his lover. Cain grunted in response. He held Abels legs open watching himself thrust into the heat that stretched to accomodate him.
"Fuck, you're so tight" he groaned still rocking his hips without much wait time in between each thrust.
"Ab..el..shit." Cain growled as he pushed Abel's knee's to his chest.
He was going to cum not in minutes but in seconds.
"Fuck" he moaned as he hunched over his face landing in the curve of his boyfriends neck.

Abel felt it. The hot seed being pumped in him. He loved it. Cain slowly became heavier on the smaller male his body would be crushed soon.
"Cain" Abel whimpered. He sat up at the call of his name his hand letting go of one leg being brought up to the dark haired males cheek. His thumb traced over pink and full lips.

"Let me cum" he whispered his eyes holding the pent lust that he wanted to let out so badly. "Please.."

"Is that how a slave asks?"

"Master Cain...please let me cum"

"Good boy" cain responded with a grin tugging the ring off his throbbing erection then gave it a few strokes which brought him into a mind blowing orgasm.

"Ah.." He breathed closing his eyes for a few moments before opening green eyes to see his boy friend who was rolling in triumph. He seemed to love master and slave play. It was sexy in its own way. It's not like Abel disliked it, he loved when his lover was controlling in such manners.

Cain pulled out. "Hold your legs" the larger male stated. Abel did so.
Cain lowered his fingers slowly down his slaves thighs until he lifted one hand and brought it down harshly onto one cheek causing it to sprout in shades of red. "Sexy" Cain whispered in that deep tone he got when some thing was sexually pleasing. Abel moaned quietly as he felt fingers on either side of his rim spreading it. Undoubtedly Cain was getting an eyeful of the mess inside him.

"Don't look.." Abel whispered as he started to let go of his legs and attempt to push the other away.

"Stop" Cain growled, Abel's hands snapped back into place at the tone. He knew his lover wasn't in anyway joking.

"I'm going to let you rest for a little while then I'm going to fuck you, again right here" emphasizing 'here' with his fingers dipping them inside and scissoring them apart. The shorter male nodded as he was able to get away for a short break. Something Cain had started doing recently which he was thankful for. Abel rolled over as he was about to get up until he was suddenly stopped.

"Oh, I almost forgot" he stated as he pressed a plug that was a little less thicker than Cain's dick.
"Can't have you spilling every where."
Abel's cheeks flourished in shades of pink as he now scooted off the bed and put on a pair of boxers.
Break time normally lasted about an hour on the dot or less depending on how hungry Cain was. Abel walked to the kitchen where he decided he was going to eat. It was a little after noon so he decided breakfast would be fine.
He made pancakes first, then moved onto sausage. He'd only just started on eggs when he felt the presence of another. Hands rested on his hips and lips on his neck.
"I'm hungry" Abel whispered but didn't look back. He knew it meant it was time but he hadn't eaten he sort of hoped Cain was hungry too so he could get away with this.
"Me too" the other spoke against his ear. "But for something different" he whispered. Abel's relief was short lived as he heard the added words.
"Keep cooking" he spoke. Cain dropped to his knees and kissed Abel's ass."shall I eat you" he whispered in question though he hadn't any plans to stop. Abel's hands continued to move until he felt frozen. Cain dipped his fingers im the waist band of black boxers, tugging them down to reveal his wonderful rounded ass. The white haired male tugged the plug out dropping it on the floor.

"C-cain" Abel moaned breathily.
He'd only eaten him a hand full of times this would make the sixth since they started dating each other.
"Fuck" left him in a soft moan. Every time it happened it always felt indescribably good. The hot tongue waded against his rim.
"It's..go..ing to d-drip out.." But Cain only continued to lick him, lapping against the soft entrance until he couldn't remain calm and sounds of pleasure dripped from delicate lips.
"You're messy" Cain spoke as he pulled his tongue away and stuck two fingers inside him. Teasing him, making Abel want him in the most hot ways.

Abel could no longer focus on cooking he'd burned the food some what after already dealing with a talented tongue. He pushed the pan onto a cool burner. "Mm..ah.." The sounds just drifted out of him as he felt skilled fingers massage his sensitive spot. His erection tinted in his boxers as it wasn't quite free of the thin cloth.

"Fuck...fuck me" he growled to his lover, his hands balling into fists.

"Is that how we ask for things?"

"Please, fuck me Master...I miss your big cock...in my ass"

Now Cain would have had to been some special kind of dumb if he would have denied such a request. He stood up and moved Abel from the stove to the table bending him over the wodden object.

Hot was what he felt. Thick was what was inside him. He thrusted hard and deep in him, his shape already imprinted in his significant other.
"Damn" Cain hissed, why did this feel so good? This was insane. He couldn't get enough. He loved this. His fingers laced in dark strands pulling them as he slammed into Abel.
His mind was a hazey and lustful.
His movements relentless and heavy with passion.

"Ab..el.." He gasped the name as he'd been doing before he came. Abel shuddered, tightening around Cain as he he arched his back and had his own orgasm. He would probably be scolded but he couldn't hold it.
"Thank you, master" he whispered to Cain before sitting up only to get a solid slap on his ass. He yelped.

"That's for cumming without permission" he spoke before tugging the smaller male against him kissing soft lips "also, you're welcome"

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