Time Machine

Ch. 27: Le Petite Morte pt. 2

•Dahvie's POV•

Jayy had his hand in my boxers, teasing me. He would lightly run his fingers up and down my length.

I moaned and pressed my lips against his shoulder. When he wrapped his fingers around me, I bit down on his skin, causing him to moan a little.

His hand moved slowly at first, gradually picking up the pace. I groaned, wanting more and more of him. He stopped and removed his hand. I whimpered in response, at the loss of the contact I loved so much.

He flipped us over and removed my boxers. He then removed the rest of his clothes. He trailed his tongue down my stomach and stopped right at my hips. I shivered as goosebumps appeared.

"Jayy," I whispered.

Before I could finish my sentence he took me in his mouth. I gasped and tangled my fingers in his dark hair.

I opened my eyes and watched his head bob up and down rhythmically, moaning around me; the vibrations causing me to release a loud, whore-ish moan.

I let go of his hair and traced the place where his cheeks would go hollow. He smiled with his eyes and slowed down.

When he stopped, he crawled back up to my face and kissed me softly. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer.

I felt him place himself at my entrance, slowly thrusting into me. I moaned and wrapped my legs around his waist.

He kissed down the side of my face and neck and nibbled on my collarbone. I closed my eyes and enjoyed my high. I moaned when he picked up the pace. I gasped when he nibbled on my earlobe. I screamed out in pleasure when he hit that joyous spot I loved oh so much.

We didn't stop until the sun first started peaking over the horizon.

I was next to him, legs tangled up with his, breathing evenly and staring at his beautiful face.

"Dahvie," he whispered sleepily. "That was amazing."

I smiled and nuzzled my head into his neck. "Yeah, it really was."

I pressed my lips against his neck and sighed. Could things get any better than this?

I heard his breathing slow down and become more steady. He was drifting off into a peaceful sleep.

I closed my own eyes and slipped into a very dreamless sleep knowing that I was with the only person I've ever truly loved.