Julian x Apprentice

Chapter 5 🍋

Pausing, you consider his offer. Thinking back to how you felt the night after your dream, a need started growing in your core. How exactly did that dream go?

"Ah- Jules please! I'm- nngh" His head dipped between your legs, soliciting another cry from you. He grinned into you, using his tongue to draw you over the edge into oblivion.

Who would pass up the opportunity to play out their fantasy? Certainly not you, and definitely not tonight.

Glancing over at him, you looked anywhere but his eyes. He waited for you to initiate, not wanting to push any boundaries. Clenching you hands in fists and biting your lip, you finally dared to look into his eyes. What you found there broke you. His heavily lidded eyes practically undressed you where you sat, you could tell his mind wandered towards where yours already was.

"Fuck," you muttered, giving in to what you really wanted and grabbing his collar, slamming your lips onto his. His hands immediately snaked around your hips, pulling you onto his lap. As you straddled him, you felt him through your pants, already growing hard between your legs. Your hands left his collar, dragging down to the hem of his shirt. You needed to feel his skin on yours, now. He ducked out of his shirt as you pulled it over his head, vaguely aiming to throw it onto the other bed in the room. He fell back onto the pillows, pulling you with him. Your chest met his, and still he seemed to be trying to pull you even closer. His hands fumbled under your shirt, finding your bare back. Shivering at the contact you so craved, you allowed him to pull the garment off you.

After it was gone, he stopped for a moment to admire your body before him. He let out a small gasp, running his hands around the curve of your hips, up your waist, and around to your back.
"Oh lyubimaya, you're simply stunning," he breathlessly let out, so low you could barely hear him. Touched at the tender sentiment, but not particularly in the mindset for patience, you took the opportunity to plant your hands on his chest and grind against him. The action certainly brought him back into the moment, accompanied by a low groan as his eyes fluttered shut. Grinding down again, you lean your bare chest into his and whisper in his ear,
"Do you like that?"

He sucks in a breath, only able to give a strained nod. You can tell he's being careful, not sure what lines you're okay with him crossing.
"You can touch me, Julian. Please?" You mumble into his neck between kisses, leaving purple hickeys and bite marks on him. Snapping out of his daze, he flips your positions.
"Of course, lyubimaya" moving his hands with newfound purpose, he traces patterns on your stomach down to the hem of your pants. You squirm under his touch, anticipating- no, craving whats to come. He takes his time working the loose pants off you, his intention to frustrate you. He pulls your panties off with them, teasing your now bare body as he goes. He's thrilled at your reaction, pushing your hips up into him, hoping for any relief. He leans in to kiss your neck, taking his sweet time to work his way down your body. He knew the more he built you up, the harder you'd fall. Once his mouth gets to your hips, he guides your legs over his shoulders hooking his arms around your thighs and locking his hands in place on your hips. All you could do was whimper in anticipation, practically dripping with want for him.
"Is this what you want, lyubimaya?" His rosy cheek leans against your inner thigh, sending sparks through your whole body.
"Yes, Julian, please I- ah fuck!" He didn't wait for you to finish your sentence, a yes satisfied him enough, before sweeping his tongue over your dripping sex. Fireworks exploded behind your eyelids a he sucked your clit, breathy moans the only sound coming from you. Your fingers tangled in his hair, pulling a little harder than intended when he hit a sweet spot within you. He moaned from it, his eyes fluttering shut in pleasure, unable to keep working you. You looked down at him, incredibly sexy gazing back at you from between your legs, your eyes wide in surprise.
His glistening lips sheepishly grinning, he just shrugged.
"What can I say, lyubimaya? You figured me out." The look on his face lit a fire inside you.

"So that's how it is," you grinned, understanding exactly what he was implying. Pushing his face back into you, bucking your hips to meet him. His hands squeezed your hips, grinding you into him further. The sensation sent you reeling, you couldn't help but moan out his true name.

"Ilya-" hearing his birth name slip from your lips made his core ache. Your back arching and body straining against him let him know you were close to the edge. He gathered his all his willpower, and stopped. He began planting chaste kisses on your thighs and stomach. The sudden lack of sensation between your legs made you cry out in dismay, lifting your head to look at him. He met your eyes, looking smug.

"I have much more planned for you tonight, lyubimaya" he wiped his mouth on the back of his hand. Crawling over your body to kiss you, you took the opportunity to reach for his crotch, still straining in his pants. He didn't get to stop like that without consequences.

You sat up and swung your leg over his waist, pushing him over in the process. Straddling him once more, untied the rope from around his waist and undid the buttons on his pants. Nearly ripping them off, he sprung free from the confinement. You were delighted at what you found, of course the doctor would go commando.  You grabbed his hands, and locked them above his head, tying them with the rope.

"Is this okay?" You asked, now unsure if you had correctly read his meaning from earlier. He nodded, and seemed so eager for it, you decided to see how far he wanted you to go. Grinding down on his bare length to get him wet, you snaked your hands around his neck. He shifted to give you better access at his throat, mumbling in the language he spoke before. You heard his new pet name for you mixed in with the unfamiliar words. You continued moving your hips over him, tightening your hands around his throat. Careful to watch his face for signs of pain, but finding none. His breath became ragged as he strained under your hands, but he was smiling nonetheless. Lifting your hips off him, you quickly used your hands to guide his length to your entrance. Sitting down on it, you both let out a breath as you sheathed yourself around him.

"Pozhaluista, lyubimaya" he wasn't speaking anything you recognized anymore, so clouded in pleasure he slipped between languages without realizing. Setting an intense pace, you moved up and down over him. His mouth hung open, occasional growls coming from him. You wrapped your hands around his throat once more, enjoying the look on his face as he watched you ride him. His wrists began turning red from straining against the rope, so you pulled the strings loose to free him. Immediately, his hands were on you, pulling you close in a heated kiss. Your legs began to grow tired, slowing your pace a bit.

Not wanting to stop, he guided your body to flip positions once more. With him now on top, both of you quickly approached the edge. You nearly screaming his name, him rambling in various foreign languages. His movements became sporadic as you locked your ankles around his hips, allowing him to push deeper inside you.

"Ya lublyu tebya" he groaned over and over as he came inside you, his unfamiliar words sending you over the edge as well. You rode out your orgasms together, digging your nails into his back; trying to hold on to reality as you saw stars.
He flopped over on the bed beside you and pulling you close into his chest. He buried his face in your hair, and breathed you in, never wanting to move from this spot.

You weren't sure how long you laid with Julian before you fell asleep. You could spend a lifetime cuddled up to him like this.