AN: has boy on boy action, I don't own Cry or Russ. if you don't like this stuff then don't read and I'll be realising more stuff later on but after this chapter the story is over. hope you enjoy.
Chapter 4
Russ and Cry were kissing passionately, like if they didn’t the world would end. Cry was on Russ’s lap with his hands in Russ’s hair; Russ had his hand on Cry’s sides.
“Maybe we should take this into the bedroom because I’ve slept on my floor, it’s not comfy”
“Yeah”
Cry stood up and grabbed Russ’s hands, pulling him up. Then he held one of Russ’s hands and walked backwards to his bedroom with a cheeky smile. When they got there Cry opened the door and started kissing Russ again and started walking backwards. Russ kicked the door shut behind them and was pulled on top of Cry on the bed, never breaking the kiss.
Russ tugged on Cry’s top, signalling to Cry that he wants it off. Cry lifted his arms and Russ pulled the top over his head, it landed on the floor somewhere. Russ looked at Cry’s chest and stomach and was almost drooling until Cry giggled and pulled him in for a kiss.
They pulled apart again; Cry had a web of saliva on his chin and Russ had a chain of it connecting Russ’s and Cry’s lips. Russ licked Cry’s lips and broke the chain and then Cry helped him to get his top off. Cry looked at Russ’s chest; Russ started looking for Cry’s sweet spot and found it almost immediately. Cry moaned loudly and bucked up violently; Russ felt the violent buck and almost moaned.
Russ bit down on Cry’s sweet spot not hard but enough to leave a mark and make Cry scream in slight pain but mostly pleasure which was shooting through him. Cry was now writhing under Russ and Russ was worried he was going to cum right there but Cry grabbed him and kissed him wildly and bit Russ’s lip. He then grabbed Russ’s belt and make quick work of the buckle as a few seconds later he violently pulled the belt and it whipped to the other side of the room.
Cry kissed Russ’s neck until he moaned and Cry bit down harshly, Russ moaned louder but didn’t scream as he was use to it therefore didn’t hurt so much but pain brings out the pleasure so the pain he did feel he didn’t mind so much.
Russ could see the bruise that started to develop on Cry, he kissed it and Cry moaned, Russ moved down and kissed his chest. He looked up and saw Cry looking down at him panting, eyes glazed over with lust but explosions of electricity were happening in the blue eye, and explosions of leaves and trees were happening in the green eye.
Russ went to the left nipple and kissed it, slightly sucking, then went to the right and done the same, all while looking up and Cry who was panting more and mouth slightly more open. He went down to Cry’s stomach and placed a kiss and continued doing this down Cry until he got to Cry’s grey boxers which were showing over Cry shorts. He licked where skin met boxers, still looking up at Cry who was getting more turned on by the second.
Russ undid Cry’s shorts and pulled them off; he licked Cry through the boxers making him grown and throws his head back. Russ pulled Cry’s Boxers down and off, he looked down at the odd and small male in front of him and licked his lips.
“Are you planning to cook and eat me or something?”
“Well not the first bit but the eating thing was in the bull part.”
Russ licked up Cry’s length until he got to the tip where he stopped, tong still on the tip. Cry let out a moan and clutched his bed sheets; Russ put his lips round the tip and licked the slit. Cry almost jumped off the bed in pleasure and withering, he couldn’t stay still. Russ stopped licking the slit and moved his mouth along the shaft, earning a groan and hands on the back of his head.
