Better than We've Had (boyxboy)

Chapter Two

He stood there staring at me for an indiscernible amount of time. Probably trying to see what changed and remained the same, just like I did when I first saw him again. Even so, it felt like this scrutiny was some kind of challenge, a game if you will, and it was one that I did not want to lose. So I studied his features with the same intensity that he studied mine.

His tousled hair had grown longer in the months apart but still managed to almost defy gravity as it perched on top of his head. It was a little lighter too, but that could have to do with the poor lighting we had our first time together. I'd like to think the lightness of his locks was from the sun kissing his body as he worked on the deck of this ship every day. Sebastian's smooth skin also seemed to be darkened by the rays of that powerful star in the sky. And his eyes. I always loved his eyes the best. They were the storms that roughened the seas that brought even the strongest of men to their knees. They were strong but held no sign of cruelty and just a hint of mischief lurked in their gray depth. I remembered how they had smoldered in the throes of passion. I'd give anything to be taken to a time and place where we could relive that night in feeling alone.

The sound of a door slamming jarred me from my thoughts. I turned my gaze to the offending object expecting to see Sebastian somehow vanished from my room only to realize he was charging toward me. Before my mind had time to catch up, to comprehend what was happening, he was upon me straddling my waist and yanking me up into an aggressive kiss all in one fluid movement.

I leaned into the contact and eagerly kissed those lightly chapped lips for all they were worth. Our lips parted and I gasped for air as eagerly as I had hungered for him seconds before.

"Sebastian," I all but moaned as he dove forward to catch my lips again.

I gasped at this aggressiveness and felt my member hardening from this man's rough handling. From the smirk that I felt curling on Sebastian's lips as we continued kissing, he felt my more primal reactions too. He slipped his tongue into my mouth creating an all new kind of glorious wet friction for my senses to focus on and I was nearly gone.

Seeing he affected me so made him even more daring as he rubbed our hardened members together. I moaned loudly in a way that put a practiced whore to shame. The feelings this man ignited in my body were like nothing I had felt with anyone else.

All too soon Sebastian wanted to progress this little rendezvous further. He snaked his hand down the front of my trousers and began to rub and pull at my member in a most delightful way. It left me gasping in barely contained pleasure and I fumbled to reciprocate for him with my own hand.

His kissing and sucking migrated down toward my neck and I let out an appreciative mewl arching myself up into his sturdy chest when he rediscovered that sensitive spot he found months ago.

"Still as sensitive as ever," he whispered satin voice thick with desire.

I could do nothing but pant my need too overcome with feeling to speak. There was a pressure building deep inside of me and I knew all too soon this building feeling would burst out leaving me sated and happy. Sebastian could tell I was close and began to jerk my member even more erratically.

I followed his lead.

I could barely hold back my desire when Sebastian purred, "Don't hold back," into my ear before licking up the shell.

I released with a cry and fell limp upon my bed. After a few seconds of nigh incoherent bliss I realized that Sebastian had not experienced the same satisfaction I had. I needed to fix that.

But he swatted at my hands telling me not to worry to just relax and let him take care of everything. And he really sis take care of everything.

I watched in fascination as he brought himself to climax. Never before had I seen another pleasure themselves until orgasm. The face he made in the heat of passion was beautiful. I vowed the next time we did something like this that I would be what caused him to make that sultry expression.

I fought to keep my eyes open, tired and happy from the encounter we both shared. Still, there was a small feeling of discomfort forming near my groin. From the cooling and drying of my seed. I made to get up but Sebastian, once again, prevented me from lifting a finger.

"Look at the mess I've made of you," he chuckled knowing how he affected me. "Guess I'll just have to clean you up."

Although the words seemed innocent enough, the way he uttered them had them laced with sexual promise. I didn't know if I could stay awake through another round and I told him as much around a large yawn that did wonders to emphasize my point.

He merely chuckled looking down on me with that mischievous glint in his eyes. "As much as I'd love to ravish you until morning, something tells me you really do need sleep. I'll just make sure you can sleep comfortably."

He pulled off his soiled clothing taking care to wipe off any unpleasant residue which allowed me time to ogle his naked physique. Then he turned and gently removed me from the confining stick fabric I wore. Carefully Sebastian used my discarded shirt to wipe off any release that clung to my skin. Then he laid down on my bed facing me. He gazed warmly into my eyes and ran his fingers through my short hair.

"Sebastian," I breathed out contently.

"William," his voice as caring as his actions had been. "I'm not letting you leave me again." He kissed my forehead and pulled me close enveloping me in his embrace.

We fell asleep in each other's arms.

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All I kept thinking wile writing this is how polite William is...  Picture's of Sebastian