Steam on the Mirror

New Colors (P2)

(A/N: This part is going to be longer than the rest. I had to put a lot of detail into this, I wanted it to be good. It's smut, it has to be good, y'know? I hope you enjoy and like it enough to read it the whole way through. I love you, darlings. <3 Domo

PS: This is all James POV, but if I get enough positive feedback from this, I'll make another part just in Aleks POV if requested.)

~~JAMES POV~~

I'm holding back so much. He doesn't even understand what he's doing to me right now. The skin from his hip up was exposed, and I wanted to lick and taste and feel every single inch of the pale, porcelain goodness. It was like when you see a sweet treat all wrapped up and you can't have it, then you open it and you just want to devour it all. But I couldn't just devour my Aleks. I wanted this to last, and it won't if I snap and it's over in minutes.

His hips began to move and I realized he was moving towards me. I looked up and that same mischief laid like fishnet across his features. I gasped when I felt him grab onto the hem of my shirt. I looked down at the slightly shorter man, and he looked up at me, pouting. I couldn't help but let him take it off. He took so much time doing it, making sure to have his hand brush my skin at any time possible. Every single touch raced through me as if I had just touched an electrical fence and kept coming back for it. Finally it was the whole way off and Aleks scanned my body in admiration and lust, the mask of mischief slipping. I saw my chance and took it. Well, I tried...

I darted forward in attempt to push him to the wall again, but he sidestepped and sent me crashing into it. I spun around, holding my nose in slight pain, grumbling about how he was gonna pay for it. But I stopped dead in my tracks to feel that he was holding me against the wall now, not letting me move. I tried once, but I misjudged the Russian's strength. Bending his head down, he licked all over my neck, moaning at the taste and feel of my toned skin. His moan made me haywire, and he knew this. I tried again to make a grab for him, but he was holding my hands down at both sides of my hips.

He licked over the sweet spot, and I tried to hold back the moan. I didn't want him to have another weak point to use against me. But he does now, I couldn't keep my mouth shut. It was so pleasurable, knowing that it was him doing this and not some girl that I didn't even love. No, I loved Aleks with all of my heart. He's all I'll ever love.

He let go of my hands, and I let him do what he wanted with me. I wanted him to do a few things, actually, but I'll give him the pride of being in control. For a few moments.

He got on his knees before me, and I gasped in surprise. Was he about to--

All of my thoughts came to a complete standstill as he tore my pants and boxers down with one quick move. He gasped when he saw my manhood spring out. I have always been proud of my size, but nothing makes me feel more confident than seeing my lovely Russian admiring me, wanting it. He slowly opened his mouth and looked up, meeting his light colorful brown eyes with my hooded ones. I watched as he lowered his head forward, taking it all at once. This, too, surprised me. How could he do that so instantly? He was still making eye contact with me as he continued to suck, swirling his tongue around and around. The sight itself was enough to almost make me cum, but the feeling almost sent me over in two seconds.

 As hard as it is to admit, I've always pictured Aleks doing this to me. But the pleasure I imagined amounted nothing to what I was feeling right now. What I was feeling right now... my mind couldn't even comprehend. Dots of white sparkled at the corners of my vision, but I refused to close my eyes. I had to keep looking, I didn't want to miss anything. But damn, was he taking up such a slow pace.