He was Almost Absorbed by the System

Chapter Twenty Seven - The Other Man

Author's note; let there be smut!

Despite, his languid lazy attitude to life in general, Matthew had gained the habit of being an early riser since his awakening. His mind would simply slip from its dreams to full awareness, even though there was much reluctance to stir emanating from his shell. And unable to rest his mind any longer, he would rise and head for the kitchen to make breakfast. However, since his lover had moved into his bed, he usually woke to acknowledge tangled limbs and the scent of warmth of his lover's body. With such contentment, he was loathe to disturb Cornelius from slumber and would linger until forced to rise.

That morning he woke to find the warmth beside him fading. Stretching his limbs in the manner of satisfied feline, he buried his face into the sheets to take in his lover's scent. Cornelius had been waiting for him the night prior, boldly lying upon the bed without a strip of undergarments, his blushing face the only hint of his usual shyness. Matthew's sex had immediately hardened to a painful point and he had near tore at his own clothes to free his body of their burden. His beautiful lover had slowly risen from the bed, to help him remove his garments that they might stand before each other in all their vulnerable glory.

Matthew had then lowered his head a tad, while cradling his lover's face between his palms and claiming his lips. Cornelius had welcomed him, inviting him to entry with a gesture from his tongue. Matthew had willingly explored Cornelius's mouth, tasting the depths, until silver flowed from both their lips and their breath became halting. On parting, Matthew then trailed a string of kisses over Cornelius's neck, tracing his collarbones and the gem of his throat with his tongue as his lover's hands had slid about his shoulder blades and moan in delight.

Before Matthew could guide them to the comfort of the bed, Cornelius had suddenly knelt before him. His head had jarred backwards and spine arched as the man's wet mouth enveloped his sex. Teased by his tongue and massaged by his lips, it was more than enough to send Matthew teetering to his edge, but then the man before him reached to cup him and roll his jewels between thumb and fingers. He had grasped Cornelius tight by his hair and thrust deep into his mouth, blasting his seed into his throat with a growl.

Cornelius had glanced up at him as he released his sex, swallowed the remnants and ran his tongue over his lips. It was enough to stir Matthew to immediate action and he had grasped his lover's shoulders to drag him to his feet before near throwing him back upon the bed. He had crawled over him, his mouth drawn as if magnetised to his lover's lips, where he had tasted that warmth once more as well as his own extract. His hands had trailed over Cornelius chest, tracing his rib cage before drawing closer to the hardness pressing against him. His fingers then circled the other man's passion, but did not grasp it, causing a frustrated moan to slip from Cornelius. Instead, they had retraced their lines before stroking his lover's jawline and replacing his tongue within the wet opening. Cornelius had willingly suckled on his fingers, coating them with his saliva, lapping over them with his tongue.

Thoroughly wetted, Cornelius then shifted his body slightly to allow Matthew access, but his lover made no move to withdraw his fingers as his teeth nipped and tugged at the small blush peaks upon his lover's pale chest. Cornelius had yelped and squirmed, but Matthew's strong frame had pressed him firmly down as his attention was drawn from one nipple to the other. Cornelius's sex had throbbed painfully against his lover's stomach as he had writhed and bucked in an attempt to find his release. Finally, the silvered fingers slid from one opening to another, pressing into that dark, forbidden place that secretly sought his pleasure. Both then had pushed inward, causing Cornelius to whimper, but it was more in anticipation than pain and they began to tease the opening into enlarging that it might be filled with something thicker.

"Matthew..!" Cornelius had cried out in need. Matthew had growled under his breath, before lining his sex with Cornelius's dark place and plundering into it's shelter in one long thrust. A hiss of pleasure had escaped Matthew as Cornelius had instinctively tightened about him. Cornelius then raised his hips and entwined his limbs about Matthew's back and neck, deepening their connection as best he was able. And then Matthew had began to move within him. They had long discovered the heart hidden in the dark depths and Matthew swiftly had aimed to brush over it slowly drawing Cornelius to the utter heights of pleasure. "Matthew!" He had gasped out his name again and again as he clung onto the man devouring him.