Sugar Daddy

It wouldn't hurt at all

When Beam emerged from the bathroom, Forth was already sitting on their bed, leaning against the head board, a thick book in his hands. 

Beam carelessly threw the towel that he used to dry his hair on a stool and sat down next to Forth, without bothering to change into pijama from the peach colored bathrobe he was wearing. 

"What are you reading?" He peeked into the book in older man's hand. "What!? Wuthering Heights?" He scoffed. 

Forth merely chuckled. "What's with that attitude hmmm?" He gently carded his fingers through Beams hair. Feeling the light dampness, he moved out from bed to bring a blow drier and sat down behind his young 'lover', placing him between his thighs. And started drying his hair carefully. 

"You don't look like someone who even would bother about reading a romantic novel like Wuthering Heights"

Forth didn't let Beam's remark break down his concentration on the task in his hands. "Then tell me what do I look like?" 

Beam pouted, offended by Forth nonchalance. "Someone who would read "Art of War" or something"

Forth visibly laughed at this. "I have already read that. Many many times" 

Beam frowned. "Why did you suddenly start reading this?" He paged through the book, while Forth moved out again to put the dryer back in its place. 

"Did you need to learn about romance or something?" He asked an a teasing tone. 

A smirk appeared on Forth's lips before he crawled on top of the younger, pinning both his wrists to mattress, immobilizing him. "Do I look like I need to learn about romance?" 

Before Beam could reply, Forth leaned down to capture his lips. His tongue licking and sucking on that sweetness. He grabbed both his young 'lover's' wrists with one hand and used the other to open his robe, while sliding his tongue into Beam's mouth to earn a lovely moan. 

Beam melted into the kiss as he always did. And he knew that he always will. 

 He closed his eyes and a soft sighs escaped his lips as the older man started kissing down his throat, his free hand caressing the soft skin of his torso, freeing the boy from his robe. 

Forth removed his grasp on younger's wrists and used both his hands to caresses all over his 'lover's' body; his torso, his arms, his thighs, leaving a burning sensation everywhere he touched leaving Beam craving for more. 

The younger tightly pressed the back of his palm against his mouth when he felt Forth' breath against his spreaded thighs. The older placed his legs over his shoulder and started kissing and biting on the soft creamy flesh, making Beam arch his back in pleasure, toes curling and fingers gripping tight onto sheets as he was getting more and more exposed to his 'lover' 

Forth was getting closer and closer, reaching and pleasuring most intimate parts in most intimate ways. Beam felt as if he was breaking him apart and putting him back together. He was giving everything to Forth. Every piece of his body to be worshipped and savoured.

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Beam tilted his head, baring his neck for Forth as he surrendered at the older man's 'loving'. And Forth gladly accepted his surrender, gently biting down into that silken flesh, as he kept his thrusts slow and steady. He didn't want to hurry up. He wanted to absorb this moment into his flesh. He wanted Beam to feel everything. Wanted him to live in every second of this love making. If only he could stop the time. He never wanted to leave Beam's gentle embrace.