The Long Way Home

Twenty One

I lied.
There was smut on Tuesday.

The bedroom at the end of the upstairs hallway had a door that locked from the inside and it looked like it was barely used.
That was all that mattered.
All they needed.
"Do jou vant zhe lights on?"
"No. Somebody might know we're in here."
"Good point."
"Can I tell you something?"
"Ja. Anyzhing."
"I'm putting a sex scene in my new novel."
"Ja?"
"Can I use you for research?"
"Zhat's zhe kinkiest zhing I've ever been told."
"Please? Master?"
"Oh fuck. Zhat's so hot."
"My lord?"
"Okay. Ja. Definitely. Vhat kinds of zhings do jou vant to experience?"
"I want to do something fucking wild. Do whatever you want to me."
"The safe word is rose, okay?"
"Why rose?"
"Because bsdm vampire porn, you mutt." Gilbert pushed Matthew only the bed, but his head hit the headboard.
"shit!! Are jou okay?"
"Who are you? Where am I? Am I dead?"
"Shit."
"I'm kidding. I'm fine."
"Okay." Gilbert placed a knee on either side of Matthew's hips, leaning down and kissing his neck. "Can I bite jou?"
"Go ahead, Dracula."
Gilbert's teeth clamped around his sensitive neck, sending shivers down his body.
"Harder," Matthew begged. Gilbert complied to his wishes.
"Okay. That's too hard."
"Picky, picky."
"I told you I was a princess."
"Vould a princess do somezhing like zhis?" Gilbert took Matthew's hands and slid them down the back of his pants.
"I'm a naughty princess." Mattthew purred, squeezing Gilbert's firm buttocks tightly. Gilbert yelped in surprise. "Yes jou are."
The Canadian slid his hands around front, starting to undo his pants buttons.
"I want to see it."
"I vant to see jours first." Gilbert dipped his head underneath Matthew's shirt, kissing his stomach.
"Aah! That tickles!" He giggled, unbuttoning his own shirt to free Gilbert again.
"Jour tummy is so soft und warm." Gilbert purred into his flesh.
"Bite it."
Gilbert smirked and nipped at his skin over and over, leaving soft red marks. He pulled Matthew's arms out of his clothes and held them above his head.
"Stay like zhat."
"Huh?"
"Just keep jour arms like zhat for a second." Gilbert commanded, undoing Matthew's belt buckle. He stripped it off and wrapped it tightly around the blond's wrists so they had to stay together.
"Is zhat too tight?"
"No. It's fine." Matthew assured.
"Good." Gilbert slid Matthew's pants of and started kissing his cock through his boxer shorts, which were patterned with little maple leaves.
"I'm so wet." Matthew cried out.
"Shhh. Somebody might hear."
"Let them." Matthew brought his hips up, enclosing Gilbert's head in his thicc thighs.
"I can't hear a zhing."
"I used your toothbrush last week."
"Okay, I heard zhat."
"Shit."
"It's not like I'm not gonna have vorse in mein mouzh.~"
"Mnh."
"If jou'll just let me go..."
"Non!"
"Mattie!"
"Nope."
"I'm trying to take jou to pleasure island, babe."
"Okay, fine."
"I do like jour zhighs, zhough." Gilbert kissed them right where they met his knees. "Zhey're jour best feature." He kissed lower and lower until he reached the edge of Matthew's boxers.
"Take them off!"
Gilbert nodded, pulling on the shorts until they came off.
"Holy shit." He gasped at Matthew's rock hard penis, biting his fist. "Zhat's hot."
"Taste it."
"Ja." Gilbert put his mouth on the tip and started to suck. Matthew felt butterflies dancing around in his stomach. This was unlike anything he had felt before.
"More!" He cried out. Gilbert drooled all down his shaft while rubbing him left and right.
"Mnhaa~"
Gilbert let go and moved up to kiss his lips. He wiggled out of his shirt while Matthew finished with his pants, as much as he could with his hands tied. Gilbert slipped out of his boxers, revealing his white serpent of doom.
"I want it." Matthew begged. "I want it so bad."
"Patience." Gilbert whispered. He held his hand out to the blond's mouth. "Suck on these."
"Why?"
"I'm not going in raw. I could hurt jou."
"Wasn't that the point."
"Trust me, jou don't vant to be limping out of zhis place."
"Okay. Fine." Matthew opened his mouth for Gilbert's fingers. He sucked on them, making them as wet as possible before pulling out.
"Ready?"
"Yes." Gilbert slipped one finger in his entrance and started wiggling it.
"Wow :)."
-Owen Wilson
"Jou like zhat?"
"Uh huh."
"How about zhis?" Gilbert added another finger and started pumping them aggressively.
"Oh god!" Matthew moaned. "I'm going to cum."
"Hold it in." Gilbert commanded. He took his fingers out and replaced them with the warmth of his cock.
"Take me!" Matthew hooked his tied hands around Gilbert's neck, pulling him in closely. He locked his legs around Gil's hips, pushing him in all the way. The German thrusted with the force of 199mps, making Matthew cry out in pleasure. He tried to hold in his seed as long as possible, but the pressure became too much. He popped and Gilbert cried out in surprise, letting go inside him.
"Holy shit." Matthew panted.
Gilbert stroked his face, smiling softly. "Zhis vas zhe best party I've ever been to."