NAK Drabbles [Ghost Adventures] ✔

12. Your Bite [NSFW]

PROMPT: NSFW *wink wink*
RATING: Explicit (explicit sexual content)
SUMMARY: Zak's got a biting kink.

The younger male cuddled closely to the older on the rug before the fireplace. The pair were shirtless and down to only their boxers. Lips trailed along Zak's bare shoulder, an arm wrapped tightly around his waist, and pulling him tightly against Nick's chest. Fingertips traced the hard waves of muscle that disappeared into the older's boxers, but never dipped below the fabric line.

Zak shut his eyes, mouth slightly agape as he felt his lover caress him lightly. Despite how much he liked a good rough fucking, this delicate intimacy spiked his soul. The way Nick would just nuzzle against him was worth more than any random fuck he had in the past.

"I wanna bite you," Zak, suddenly, states before he realizes the words come out of his mouth, but, once he does, his eyes snap open.

Nick freezes for a moment and glances down at his lover. It's not a second later when he responds in low toned voice, "You never need to ask."

The younger falls backwards onto the floor, as Zak twists himself and swings a leg over Nick's so he is straddling the other male. He can feel Nick's hard cock pressed against the inside of his thigh and Zak can hardly resist a slight movement of hips. The younger male hisses, and Zak leans down, placing a kiss to the pale collarbone.

This has always been one of Zak's kinks, no matter what gender the lover and no matter what dynamic (submissive, dominant, or somewhere in between) he chose. The marking of someone held a high in his veins. Depending on the lover, Zak would sometimes enjoy being the one marked too. Yet, with Nick, Zak was more inclined to leave angry-red bite marks, purplish hickeys, crescent moon shapes of nails, fingertips leaving bruises pressed to hip bones. It probably had to do with the fact that Nick was married and Zak was a possessive little bitch, but damn did it feel good to know Nick's wife could see his marks on her husband's skin.

Teeth scrapped along Nick's collarbone and he moaned, but bit his bottom lip halfway through.

Zak cooed from his spot, a hand sliding up the younger's navel and over his chest bone to his neck. His forefinger and middle finger teased along Nick's bottom lip blindly, "I wanna hear you."

A large open mouthed kiss left a trail of saliva on Nick's skin and the open sliding door of Zak's house blew cool evening desert air through Zak's house. A shiver ran across Nick, goosebumps tickling his skin where the air had cooled Zak's saliva. Zak licked the cold spot away and a moan escaped the other's mouth.

Hips bucked up into Zak, raising him a bit off the ground, as Nick tried to get some friction on his aching cock. Yet, Zak was just far enough away from him that it was coming in contact with only his boxers.

Zak slid his two fingers across Nick's lips, and Nick knew what he was asking silently. He opened his mouth willingly, a tongue sliding out to lick the tips of the two fingers. A moan vibrated across Nick's collarbone at the touch and Zak slipped his two fingers inside of Nick's mouth, who took them in to the second knuckle at once. His tongue slid across the fingers slowly, coating them in his saliva, and feeling the contours of them.

A snap of Zak's jaws and he bites down on Nick's collarbone. It's painful, but not filled with the intent to hurt. This is the deepest intimacy Zak could feel with someone. The soft pain that someone wanted you to know that they were here, they were fucking you, and they were marking what was theirs.

The young brunette male was his.

Nick moans around Zak's fingers and his hips buck up against Zak again. The older shifts himself, keeping his hold on Nick's collarbone, and lands more straight on Nick's hard cock. The friction goes straight up Nick's spine. Zak's fingers curl in Nick's mouth.

All Zak can think in that moment as ecstasy floods his system is, Mine!