Post by seraaches on May 22, 2008 0:53:10 GMT -5
It began with a look. It always began with a look, but it never stepped beyond. There were boundaries; there were rules.
Sometimes, the thought bubbled up on the sweet taste of alcohol, tinged with the elation borne of far too much to drink, it’s good to break the rules.
Maybe that’s why he did it, or maybe it was just that there had always been a thought hidden deep down; an idea that other people would bring up through glances, cautious comments, and sly jokes that were easy to see through. Perhaps it didn’t matter at all why he did it. In fact, that sounded like a very good idea. The why didn’t matter. Simply the doing.
The why, therefore was ignored, and in the safety of the private suite, brought about by one too many toasts to their recent success, he leaned in very close to stare deeply into grey-green eyes. He heard the breath catch slightly, saw the eyes widen as pupils dilated. He felt his own breath shallow, as though waiting for just the right moment, just the right breath, just the right. . .
He pressed his lips to the stallion’s and felt the horse’s stillness translate straight through the kiss; as though at any moment he would make a break for it and race away with the night. The horse quivered, hesitant; perhaps surprised. But he didn’t bolt.
Rai felt the other man’s lips twist up in a smile against his own, and his head was a whirling mix of strange lust and confusion. This wasn’t right; it wasn’t him. Somehow it didn’t seem to matter, though, as his whole body pounded with the need to do something. His instincts were screaming at him to fight or run, but his mind wasn’t reacting as well as his body, and his body was distinctly betraying him.
The kiss went deeper, pushing against his mouth, playing with his lips and Rai distantly heard a soft moan he didn’t understand. Fingers played along his collarbone and he froze again, unaware that he had been responding to the insistent and teasing kiss.
The stallion pulled back with a gasp, leaning as far back in his chair as he could go, breath coming in swift, sharp pulls. His mind was muddled, dizzying and he felt like he was swaying. ”I don’t. . . think this is a good idea.”
”Do you not?” For a mouse, his voice was absolutely purring. ”Your body says otherwise.” His hand slipped up to touch the stallion’s exposed collarbone again and he heard Rai’s breath catch again. His lips curled in another smile, then began to trail his hand slowly down the silken soft shirt, fingers slipping along the edges of the hardened muscles beneath. It was so easy to throw the horse off-balance in this setting; so easy to take control.
Rai was pushed back against his chair, as though straining against invisible tresses that held him in place. The mouse paused for a moment debating about just how far to push at the stallion; how far should he take this game? He absently played his fingers along the top edge of Rai’s pants, his mind swirling around in pretty patterns that really weren’t conducive to making an informed decision, but at least they were pretty.
The stallion had to take a soft, quick intake of breath and he swayed slightly even in his chair. The mouse reached out to steady him automatically, but his balance, evidently, wasn’t a great deal better just yet and his other hand ended up on Rai’s hip. Well, that wasn’t too bad.
Rai grabbed the table quickly, forcing his body to be still. He knew intuitively that moving right now could be really bad. Or really good. No, bad; it was supposed to be bad. He stared at his friend’s face, trying to will the man to. . . do something. Or not do something. He didn’t know what his face was displaying, but his eyes were wide again.
The hand on his hip began to glide smoothly up and down and he made a soft, almost whimpering sound. No, no, this wasn’t right. . . It wasn’t where he wanted—no, no! It wasn’t what he wanted, that was the correct answer.
The mouse smiled secretively at the noise and the movement became a long, seductive touch, beginning at the stallion’s hip and running down in a slow, curving motion to caress his thigh.
”Aderlass. . .”
It wasn’t the first time he’d heard his name moaned like that; it was a question, a request, a prayer. He would make it a demand, a desperate plea. Leaning forward, again he lifted his face to the taller man’s and simply breathed against Rai’s lips. The powerful hips spasmed against his hand and he smiled again. Aderlass tilted his head, as though to kiss the stallion again and Rai’s eyes fluttered closed. The mouse dropped his head suddenly, licking up the length of the equine’s jaw. He watched as Rai’s hands clenched the table and the chair suddenly, as though fighting himself.
Aderlass chuckled softly to himself at the sight of Rai’s battle. Grey-green eyes shot open at the sound and something rose within the dark depths. The mouse lofted a challenging brow in response. Shinrai was a thinker; he was the do-er. Rai would think himself into circles given half a chance and being drunk only emphasized that.
He was surprised, therefore, when he felt bones encircling his right forearm, and suddenly he was jerked forward and onto the taller man’s lap. Rai’s left arm snaked swiftly around his waist and pulled his body close and tight. He felt another low laugh bubbling up in his throat as the stallion used his captive arm as leverage to bring their faces close together again. He wasn’t surprised when Rai kissed him fiercely, but he was a bit surprised to feel his own violent reaction to the action. It was like someone had grabbed his entire body and squeezed suddenly, the feeling almost painful yet very pleasurable at the same time. He moaned against the other man’s mouth and heard Rai respond in kind.
He couldn’t remember why he was here, couldn’t think of anything other than demanding a response from the man he was kissing. He got one, but instead of triumph, he wanted more, deeper and more demanding. His hips were moving, as though of their own accord, pushing against the muscled form straddling him. Aderlass was doing the same, sliding up and down across Rai’s groin, even though the stallion still had him pulled tightly against him. He was going mad and he released Ader’s right arm to cup the bone hand against the back of the mouse’s head, the red hair slipping through fingers that could feel nothing. Rai kissed him harder, deeper, and, suddenly, he felt Aderlass’ tongue slip into his mouth. The stallion groaned deep in his throat, losing himself further into their physical embrace, unable to come up with a ghost of an argument against it.
Ader was exploring his mouth, slowly and deliberately and Rai thrust against the willing body of the mouse in a harder push, as desperation rose within him. Aderlass pulled his head back suddenly and Rai made a sound of anguish as the mouse used his right hand to brush against the stallion’s cheek. Rai’s could only give low, soft gasps for air as the hand trailed backwards, into the long locks of green hair and gently grabbed the hair tie and slowly slipped it down until it was free completely.
The mouse suddenly took Rai’s face with both of his hands, leaning forward to brush his lips against the stallion’s. The horse’s body bucked beneath his again and Aderlass quickly took two handfuls of the silky hair to capture control of Rai’s head. The man stared at him with wide eyes and flared nostrils. He was coming apart; losing his control and Aderlass could see signs of his true nature in that wild gaze.
”You know,” he said quietly before leaning into to kiss the stallion once more. He heard the man make a soft sound of desire, as the lean, muscled body jumped beneath him. ”This works better without clothes on.”
Rai seemed to explode beneath him, and there was a whirlwind around them as the stallion stood up, carrying the mouse effortlessly, though still captured against his body, and then the pair was in a bedroom that smelled of leather and horse.
Rai laid Aderlass on the edge of the bed, the mouse’s legs now hooked around his waist and his groin still pushed firmly against the other man’s. His coat had long since been shed when the drinking had really begun, as was Aderlass’, and now he stripped off his shirt in one, easy motion. His eyes were on the mouse’s face, but Aderlass was simply watching him, eyes skimming over the muscled expanse of the stallion’s chest and he gave an appreciative wiggle for his would-be audience.
Rai leaned over the mouse, slipping his real fingers up under the red shirt and began to drag it slowly upwards. Aderlass obliged his intent, arching his back and conveniently pressing harder against Rai. The stallion’s body bucked against Aderlass’ and the mouse laughed, forcing his body upright so he could kiss the other man again. The stallion pushed into the kiss and against the mouse’s body, feeling his hips gliding instinctively in response.
Aderlass wiggled against the horse and Rai thrust against him, just as he wanted. He used the motion to help him quickly slip off his shirt. He slipped his arms across the broad shoulders and gave a gentle tug. Rai hesitated for a moment, but went with the motion, leaning over the smaller man. Aderlass put his lips to Rai’s ears and nibbled for just a moment. Rai’s hands ran swiftly down his ribs, the bone fingers strangely cool, but nice against his skin. ”I want on top,” he murmured. ”I’m going to ride you before you ride me.”
Rai was swollen large already; Aderlass could feel the hard point of pressure even when the stallion was pushing insistently against him. Now the horse was hesitating again. Aderlass pushed against one of the shoulders and Rai rolled instinctively with the motion. The mouse kept them moving until Rai was on his back instead.
”Get up on the bed.” The words were the command of a Queen and Aderlass watched as the need to fight the order slipped over the stallion. He wasn’t going to allow that; Aderlass quickly grabbed Rai’s groin and squeezed. Rai groaned, his body arching upwards in answer to the need. ”Up on the bed, Rai,” Aderlass reiterated lightly and this time the stallion did as he was told.
Pleased, Aderlass leaned over the other man and began to lick his way down the bare chest.
Rai had a very horse-like squeal building inside of him as Aderlass began to follow the lines and scars down his chest, on to the flat, tight abs. His hands caressed the stallion’s sides, slipping up to dance along his nipples. The horse’s hips began to thrust as he slowly lost himself further into desire. Aderlass suddenly nipped his side and Rai jumped, eyes opening wide to stare at the mouse.
With Rai’s attention now on him, the other man deliberately reached down and unbuttoned the horse’s leather pants. Rai bit back the need to groan again, his body arching up, trying to find some release. But the mouse stayed out of the way, holding himself just out of range. Rai’s fingers curled into the blankets. Watching his face suddenly, Aderlass grabbed the zipper and deliberately unzipped his pants, bringing a little freedom. Rai couldn’t help but stare back, trying to regain some of his control. Aderlass seemed to read that in his eyes and he quickly stripped off the stallion’s pants and underwear, and grabbed the horse’s penis.
Rai threw his head back as Aderlass pumped him suddenly and he needed to give the mouse the same treatment. Just as abruptly, however, Aderlass released him and Rai gasped at the sudden, bereft feeling. His eyes sought the mouse and he watched in odd fascination as Aderlass laid a hand against his own chest.
He trailed it slowly downwards, checking to be certain that the stallion was watching. The man’s eyes followed his hand down his chest, across his own fit belly, and then down to his pants. Rai’s breath hitched again when the mouse unbuttoned his, and Aderlass smiled at the confused lust that filled the stallion’s gaze when he pulled them off completely.
Ader straddled the stallion, sitting on the other man’s thighs before he slipped his hand between Rai’s legs, fondling the sac lightly. Rai’s eyes closed again, pleasure painting her lines across his face. Aderlass smiled, slipping a finger into the tight, almost hidden place. The stallion’s eyes shot open again in shock and more confusion at the feeling. His body twisted slightly beneath him and Aderlass grabbed Rai’s right hand and forced it to wrap around his penis.
”Wot do you want to do to me?” the mouse asked with a dark smile and Rai’s hand closed reflexively. ”Tell me wot you want to do to me, because that’s wot I’m going to do to you.”
At once it was a threat and a promise and Rai’s head dropped back against his pillow. His hand massaged Ader’s body almost instinctively as though it would help him think. It was surprisingly difficult to do so, and even harder to voice wot he wanted.
Suddenly, Aderlass’ hand was on his groin, copying his absent-minded movements with terrible precision. Rai groaned against the feeling, the wonderful friction and found words. ”I want to mount you,” he said harshly. ”I want to &*$% you hard and fast and when I go, I want to do it right there in that opening so you have to accept a part of me inside of you after it’s all over.”
He looked up at the mouse kneeling over him and saw that same dark smile again. ”Then that’s wot we’re going to do.”
Aderlass leaned over the stallion suddenly and licked up the length of the man’s shaft. Rai cried out, body arching upwards and Aderlass pressed his head to Rai’s vagina. The stallion froze at the new pressure and the mouse took advantage of this to push himself slowly into the other man’s body. He could feel the stallion quivering again, muscles dancing in a tight effort to keep from moving too much. This was a new feeling for Rai, and he would need time to get used to it. The mouse pushed further into the stallion, feeling the soft muscles and tissue give way before his advances.
Rai made a sound and Ader paused, checking to be certain he hadn’t hurt the larger man. Rai’s eyes were closed again, fingers clenching the blanket so tightly, the mouse would be surprised if he didn’t leave a hole. The stallion murmured something and the mouse tilted his head to try and catch it clearly. ”Wot?”
”More.”
He heard Aderlass chuckle again, but it didn’t matter as suddenly the mouse thrust deeply into him. Rai might have felt something tear, but he knew something changed to allow the mouse deep within him. Aderlass drew himself slowly back, almost out and Rai made a sound of protest. No, that was not what he was going to do. Aderlass plunged back into him. Rai cried out in pleasure. The mouse was being gentle, too gentle and Rai tried to push his hips up against the other man’s groin. Aderlass firmly pushed his hips back down.
”This is how I ride you,” he whispered. ”Slowly. Deeply. Until you go mad.” He slammed into Rai again and the stallion moaned, hips moving helplessly as Aderlass pushed deeply and firmly into him.
Suddenly, the mouse grabbed his penis tightly and Rai gasped, freezing in place.
”Easy, Rai,” the man whispered in a calm, soothing voice. ”I’m going to show you how it’s done.”
It was surprisingly easy to get the stallion ready for this; his opening was moist and still nicely tight, squeezing around Aderlass in a welcome set of unconscious movements. Now, however, he was going to rock the stallion’s world.
As the mouse began to thrust into Rai’s body, he pumped at the stallion’s penis. Rai made a sound Aderlass had never heard from the horse before, a mixture of pleasure and fear. The mouse remembered this feeling; the dual sets of pleasure, so very different from each other, yet still so very alike. It felt as though they would rip out of your body, so wonderful alone that together they were entirely overwhelming.
Rai was rocking his hips instinctively to meet him each time Ader plunged back into the stallion’s body. He slammed into the other side and the soft walls would close about him, begging him to stay in the deep warmth of his friend’s opening. Despite himself, despite wanting to force the horse to feel this devastating pleasure forever, Aderlass could feel himself about to come.
He gave a gasp as Rai’s body tightened around his suddenly and he knew that the stallion was going to orgasm. He let go of Rai, concentrating everything on the rhythm between them; the hot, slick warmth encompassing him and massaging his penis with worlds of pleasure. Rai’s body contracted suddenly around him and the stallion gave a hoarse yell of surprise, as though absolutely overpowered by this new orgasm, a shuddering, grasping thing that fought to take Aderlass completely into him. The feeling was so tight, so absolute that Aderlass lost the last of his control and, with one more hard thrust, he felt his body empty into the stallion’s.
It was a strange, strange feeling as Aderlass released into his body and Rai felt another small shudder of pleasure wash over him at the deep warmth. The smaller man let himself sprawl over Rai’s stomach, his cheek pressed against the stallion’s ribcage, breathing heavily and deeply.
”Well, *#$&.”
Rai nodded his head in agreement, though he didn’t quite trust himself to move yet. He didn’t know what exactly he should be thinking, so he hid behind the echoes of pleasure still coursing through him.
Something firm and wet slipped up his side and Rai twisted slightly to see Aderlass sending him a hooded look, a smile twitching at his lips. ”It’s your turn.”
Excitement flooded through the equine as he watched Aderlass slowly push himself up and run a hand over his shaft again. Rai gave another small moan in the back of his throat, and the mouse quickly trailed his hand up the stallion’s stomach and to his chest so he could lean in and kiss the other man again.
Aderlass kissed Rai hard and fierce, an echo of the stallion’s earlier demand. Now the equine needed to feel the challenge, to feel in control, but the mouse was having far too much fun to just give in. He bit the stallion’s lip, not enough to bleed, but just enough to leave an indention. Rai hissed at him, but he was already moving onwards, slipping back down the strong body to take ahold of man with his hand again. Rai gasped instead as Ader began a quick pattern of sliding his hand all the way down to the curls then back up. He squeezed as he pushed downwards and soon the stallion was rocking his hips in time.
This time would be his, too. Quickly, Aderlass straddled the horse and Rai was just blinking at him when he pushed himself down onto the hard length of Rai’s erection. This was the pleasure the stallion knew and he arched up into Ader’s warm heat. The mouse grinned at the horse again, eyes dark with passion and still shining with challenge. ”Can you outdo me, Rai?” the mouse asked, lips quirked upwards. ”Can you make me scream like I did to you?”
Rai lofted a brow at the demanding words, but he didn’t have to say anything to reply. He grabbed Aderlass’ hips, holding them tightly to his own then quickly flipped them over so he was bowed over the smaller man. The mouse’s chin came up defiantly, even as his eyes twinkled mischievously. The stallion might not have any experience with other men, but at this point, the male aspect of the Morganberry was spent, and Rai certainly did know how to please a woman. He simply had to find out just how female Ader was going to react.
He ground his body into Aderlass’, pushing as far in as he could go. The mouse made a small, squeaking sound in the back of his throat and it was Rai’s turn to offer the dark, knowing smile. There was no way he would be able to kiss the shorter man easily, so they would have to do something else. He grabbed Aderlass’ thighs and shifted them up to circle around his own lean hips. Opened wider to the invasion, Ader’s eyes widened slightly as Rai pushed his body in closer and tighter. The stallion’s face promised that he had something good planned and the mouse could barely stop himself from wiggling against the hard length pressed deep into his body.
Then, Rai didn’t move.
Aderlass narrowed his eyes as the stallion simply stared at him. This was hardly the time for second thoughts; Rai owed him at this point. He wriggled pointedly against the erection merged with him, but Rai didn’t move yet. Ader made a noise of frustration, trying to rock his hips against the stallion’s. The equine grinned wider for a moment as the mouse sent him a dirty look, but before Aderlass could make a comment, Rai shifted his weight to his left elbow, thus freeing his other arm.
He began to pet the man; caressing him gently along the face, across the collar bone. Then he shifted his arm back behind him and Aderlass gave a soft groan as deft fingers began to make their rounds over his body, touching his testicles and stroking them in a way that only another man could truly understand. The mouse arched against the stallion and Rai began to grind his hips against Ader’s again, in slow circles.
His body was betraying him now, and Aderlass groaned deep in his throat as his mind slowly headed towards overload. He wanted it now, wanted the fast, furious pace, the feel of their bodies pounding together. His hips moved faster, trying to encourage Rai to pick it up, but the stallion continued the slow, steady assault on him.
”More,” he repeated Rai’s demand from earlier, but he wasn’t nearly as lucky, because he got a very different response.
”Patience,” Rai answered, with a knowing smile even as Aderlass’ body tried to force a faster rhythm. This was a different kind of sex, though, and Rai began his assault on Aderlass’ frame all over again. ”Just feel, Ader,” he said softly. ”Feel it all.”
The grinding continued, a deep pressure far inside Aderlass’ vagina that caused the mouse to moan low in his throat and Rai wanted to respond in kind. The mouse thrust at him desperately and Rai’s balls drew up in a need to answer. He wanted to slam himself so hard into Aderlass that he might come out the other side, but first he had to make the mouse scream. He continued to gently caress the man everywhere he could touch and he was rewarded by Ader’s increasingly wild look and the hard pushing against his penis. The mouse was losing it to the slow, deep sex; he was panting, fingers digging into Rai’s shoulders, sliding down to massage the tight butt. Rai growled deep in his throat at that, his rhythm pushing suddenly harder.
A key! Ader squeezed his hands and Rai thrust harder again him as though in warning. The mouse dug his fingernails in and Rai’s head went back with pleasure. Oho, his stallion had a thing for the rough stuff. He lost no time then, as he pushed himself harder against Rai’s slow circles, leaning close enough to nip the broad chest lightly. Rai spasmed above him, losing his focus for a moment, before suddenly give him two swift thrusts that absolutely took his breath away.
”You said you were going to mount me,” Aderlass panted, trying to cock another challenging brow.
Rai answered with a smirking grin. ”I’m going to make you scream.”
The larger man had to bend his body a bit awkwardly, but by tilting Aderlass’ head up uncomfortably high, the stallion managed to kiss the mouse. He licked the man’s mouth open and Ader let him do it so the horse’s tongue could slip in. Rai began to match the movement of his penis with the movement of his tongue and he suddenly pulled both out slightly so he could slam them back in. Aderlass tried to cry out, but Rai caught the sound with his mouth and suddenly the stallion was plunging his erection hard and fast deep, deep into the mouse’s body. With all of the work put into it, Aderlass was pushed over the edge immediately, and he screamed into the stallion’s mouth, fingernails digging into the strong back and his own hips crashing into Rai’s.
He couldn’t come back to himself immediately, his mind was drifting on waves of pleasure. Even after that orgasm, however, there was still desire eating at him. He was shocked, then, to realize that Rai still rested within him, long and hard and ready. Aderlass groaned softly as his hips began to move of their own volition. He had to have more.
Rai watched Aderlass’ face with a sense of possessiveness and joy; that was what he meant to do and now he was going to do it all over again. As soon as the mouse began to move against him, Rai moved back. This time it was hard and fast as their passion grew swiftly with each and every plunge. It didn’t last as long as their first two, but it didn’t have to; both men lost themselves to the orgasm as the pleasure jumpstarted from the length of their sex.
Rai felt Aderlass’ body clench tightly around his, and the mouse was crying out again. His penis swelled at the tight grip and he thrust deeply once again, his voice calling to Aderlass’ as the mouse’s yell went higher in pleasured shock.
He needed to collapse as his ejaculation finished, leaving his imprint deep within Aderlass just as the mouse had done to him. Rai fixed his arm around the lean waist of the mouse and rolled them suddenly over so he was on his back. He didn’t want to crush the smaller man and now Aderlass simply sprawled across his chest and stomach, refusing to move anymore.
Rai chuckled deep in his chest, carefully snatching a blanket with one hand and dragging it haphazardly over their naked bodies. He closed his eyes and gloried in the feel of his body as his mind slipped away on the vestiges of alcohol in his system.
Rai bolted upright in bed, a cold sweat covering his body in a fine sheen. Oh, Light, Light, Light! What in the high hills and green marsh had that dream been about? He felt like his whole body was still quivering, and his head ached in a way that suggested he’d been out drinking but hadn’t taken nearly enough precautions. He threw off the blankets and moved quickly to his bathroom to grab some medication. He shuddered as that strange, vivid dream came back to him and he tried desperately to brush it off. He would figure out what he had drunk last night and never touch that particular poison ever again.
And then he heard movement from his bed. His eyes went impossibly wide and he turned slowly to find out who had just gotten out of bed with him.
Oh. . .
*#&$.
Sometimes, the thought bubbled up on the sweet taste of alcohol, tinged with the elation borne of far too much to drink, it’s good to break the rules.
Maybe that’s why he did it, or maybe it was just that there had always been a thought hidden deep down; an idea that other people would bring up through glances, cautious comments, and sly jokes that were easy to see through. Perhaps it didn’t matter at all why he did it. In fact, that sounded like a very good idea. The why didn’t matter. Simply the doing.
The why, therefore was ignored, and in the safety of the private suite, brought about by one too many toasts to their recent success, he leaned in very close to stare deeply into grey-green eyes. He heard the breath catch slightly, saw the eyes widen as pupils dilated. He felt his own breath shallow, as though waiting for just the right moment, just the right breath, just the right. . .
He pressed his lips to the stallion’s and felt the horse’s stillness translate straight through the kiss; as though at any moment he would make a break for it and race away with the night. The horse quivered, hesitant; perhaps surprised. But he didn’t bolt.
*****
Rai felt the other man’s lips twist up in a smile against his own, and his head was a whirling mix of strange lust and confusion. This wasn’t right; it wasn’t him. Somehow it didn’t seem to matter, though, as his whole body pounded with the need to do something. His instincts were screaming at him to fight or run, but his mind wasn’t reacting as well as his body, and his body was distinctly betraying him.
The kiss went deeper, pushing against his mouth, playing with his lips and Rai distantly heard a soft moan he didn’t understand. Fingers played along his collarbone and he froze again, unaware that he had been responding to the insistent and teasing kiss.
The stallion pulled back with a gasp, leaning as far back in his chair as he could go, breath coming in swift, sharp pulls. His mind was muddled, dizzying and he felt like he was swaying. ”I don’t. . . think this is a good idea.”
*****
”Do you not?” For a mouse, his voice was absolutely purring. ”Your body says otherwise.” His hand slipped up to touch the stallion’s exposed collarbone again and he heard Rai’s breath catch again. His lips curled in another smile, then began to trail his hand slowly down the silken soft shirt, fingers slipping along the edges of the hardened muscles beneath. It was so easy to throw the horse off-balance in this setting; so easy to take control.
Rai was pushed back against his chair, as though straining against invisible tresses that held him in place. The mouse paused for a moment debating about just how far to push at the stallion; how far should he take this game? He absently played his fingers along the top edge of Rai’s pants, his mind swirling around in pretty patterns that really weren’t conducive to making an informed decision, but at least they were pretty.
The stallion had to take a soft, quick intake of breath and he swayed slightly even in his chair. The mouse reached out to steady him automatically, but his balance, evidently, wasn’t a great deal better just yet and his other hand ended up on Rai’s hip. Well, that wasn’t too bad.
*****
Rai grabbed the table quickly, forcing his body to be still. He knew intuitively that moving right now could be really bad. Or really good. No, bad; it was supposed to be bad. He stared at his friend’s face, trying to will the man to. . . do something. Or not do something. He didn’t know what his face was displaying, but his eyes were wide again.
The hand on his hip began to glide smoothly up and down and he made a soft, almost whimpering sound. No, no, this wasn’t right. . . It wasn’t where he wanted—no, no! It wasn’t what he wanted, that was the correct answer.
The mouse smiled secretively at the noise and the movement became a long, seductive touch, beginning at the stallion’s hip and running down in a slow, curving motion to caress his thigh.
”Aderlass. . .”
*****
It wasn’t the first time he’d heard his name moaned like that; it was a question, a request, a prayer. He would make it a demand, a desperate plea. Leaning forward, again he lifted his face to the taller man’s and simply breathed against Rai’s lips. The powerful hips spasmed against his hand and he smiled again. Aderlass tilted his head, as though to kiss the stallion again and Rai’s eyes fluttered closed. The mouse dropped his head suddenly, licking up the length of the equine’s jaw. He watched as Rai’s hands clenched the table and the chair suddenly, as though fighting himself.
Aderlass chuckled softly to himself at the sight of Rai’s battle. Grey-green eyes shot open at the sound and something rose within the dark depths. The mouse lofted a challenging brow in response. Shinrai was a thinker; he was the do-er. Rai would think himself into circles given half a chance and being drunk only emphasized that.
He was surprised, therefore, when he felt bones encircling his right forearm, and suddenly he was jerked forward and onto the taller man’s lap. Rai’s left arm snaked swiftly around his waist and pulled his body close and tight. He felt another low laugh bubbling up in his throat as the stallion used his captive arm as leverage to bring their faces close together again. He wasn’t surprised when Rai kissed him fiercely, but he was a bit surprised to feel his own violent reaction to the action. It was like someone had grabbed his entire body and squeezed suddenly, the feeling almost painful yet very pleasurable at the same time. He moaned against the other man’s mouth and heard Rai respond in kind.
*****
He couldn’t remember why he was here, couldn’t think of anything other than demanding a response from the man he was kissing. He got one, but instead of triumph, he wanted more, deeper and more demanding. His hips were moving, as though of their own accord, pushing against the muscled form straddling him. Aderlass was doing the same, sliding up and down across Rai’s groin, even though the stallion still had him pulled tightly against him. He was going mad and he released Ader’s right arm to cup the bone hand against the back of the mouse’s head, the red hair slipping through fingers that could feel nothing. Rai kissed him harder, deeper, and, suddenly, he felt Aderlass’ tongue slip into his mouth. The stallion groaned deep in his throat, losing himself further into their physical embrace, unable to come up with a ghost of an argument against it.
Ader was exploring his mouth, slowly and deliberately and Rai thrust against the willing body of the mouse in a harder push, as desperation rose within him. Aderlass pulled his head back suddenly and Rai made a sound of anguish as the mouse used his right hand to brush against the stallion’s cheek. Rai’s could only give low, soft gasps for air as the hand trailed backwards, into the long locks of green hair and gently grabbed the hair tie and slowly slipped it down until it was free completely.
*****
The mouse suddenly took Rai’s face with both of his hands, leaning forward to brush his lips against the stallion’s. The horse’s body bucked beneath his again and Aderlass quickly took two handfuls of the silky hair to capture control of Rai’s head. The man stared at him with wide eyes and flared nostrils. He was coming apart; losing his control and Aderlass could see signs of his true nature in that wild gaze.
”You know,” he said quietly before leaning into to kiss the stallion once more. He heard the man make a soft sound of desire, as the lean, muscled body jumped beneath him. ”This works better without clothes on.”
Rai seemed to explode beneath him, and there was a whirlwind around them as the stallion stood up, carrying the mouse effortlessly, though still captured against his body, and then the pair was in a bedroom that smelled of leather and horse.
*****
Rai laid Aderlass on the edge of the bed, the mouse’s legs now hooked around his waist and his groin still pushed firmly against the other man’s. His coat had long since been shed when the drinking had really begun, as was Aderlass’, and now he stripped off his shirt in one, easy motion. His eyes were on the mouse’s face, but Aderlass was simply watching him, eyes skimming over the muscled expanse of the stallion’s chest and he gave an appreciative wiggle for his would-be audience.
Rai leaned over the mouse, slipping his real fingers up under the red shirt and began to drag it slowly upwards. Aderlass obliged his intent, arching his back and conveniently pressing harder against Rai. The stallion’s body bucked against Aderlass’ and the mouse laughed, forcing his body upright so he could kiss the other man again. The stallion pushed into the kiss and against the mouse’s body, feeling his hips gliding instinctively in response.
*****
Aderlass wiggled against the horse and Rai thrust against him, just as he wanted. He used the motion to help him quickly slip off his shirt. He slipped his arms across the broad shoulders and gave a gentle tug. Rai hesitated for a moment, but went with the motion, leaning over the smaller man. Aderlass put his lips to Rai’s ears and nibbled for just a moment. Rai’s hands ran swiftly down his ribs, the bone fingers strangely cool, but nice against his skin. ”I want on top,” he murmured. ”I’m going to ride you before you ride me.”
Rai was swollen large already; Aderlass could feel the hard point of pressure even when the stallion was pushing insistently against him. Now the horse was hesitating again. Aderlass pushed against one of the shoulders and Rai rolled instinctively with the motion. The mouse kept them moving until Rai was on his back instead.
”Get up on the bed.” The words were the command of a Queen and Aderlass watched as the need to fight the order slipped over the stallion. He wasn’t going to allow that; Aderlass quickly grabbed Rai’s groin and squeezed. Rai groaned, his body arching upwards in answer to the need. ”Up on the bed, Rai,” Aderlass reiterated lightly and this time the stallion did as he was told.
Pleased, Aderlass leaned over the other man and began to lick his way down the bare chest.
*****
Rai had a very horse-like squeal building inside of him as Aderlass began to follow the lines and scars down his chest, on to the flat, tight abs. His hands caressed the stallion’s sides, slipping up to dance along his nipples. The horse’s hips began to thrust as he slowly lost himself further into desire. Aderlass suddenly nipped his side and Rai jumped, eyes opening wide to stare at the mouse.
With Rai’s attention now on him, the other man deliberately reached down and unbuttoned the horse’s leather pants. Rai bit back the need to groan again, his body arching up, trying to find some release. But the mouse stayed out of the way, holding himself just out of range. Rai’s fingers curled into the blankets. Watching his face suddenly, Aderlass grabbed the zipper and deliberately unzipped his pants, bringing a little freedom. Rai couldn’t help but stare back, trying to regain some of his control. Aderlass seemed to read that in his eyes and he quickly stripped off the stallion’s pants and underwear, and grabbed the horse’s penis.
Rai threw his head back as Aderlass pumped him suddenly and he needed to give the mouse the same treatment. Just as abruptly, however, Aderlass released him and Rai gasped at the sudden, bereft feeling. His eyes sought the mouse and he watched in odd fascination as Aderlass laid a hand against his own chest.
*****
He trailed it slowly downwards, checking to be certain that the stallion was watching. The man’s eyes followed his hand down his chest, across his own fit belly, and then down to his pants. Rai’s breath hitched again when the mouse unbuttoned his, and Aderlass smiled at the confused lust that filled the stallion’s gaze when he pulled them off completely.
Ader straddled the stallion, sitting on the other man’s thighs before he slipped his hand between Rai’s legs, fondling the sac lightly. Rai’s eyes closed again, pleasure painting her lines across his face. Aderlass smiled, slipping a finger into the tight, almost hidden place. The stallion’s eyes shot open again in shock and more confusion at the feeling. His body twisted slightly beneath him and Aderlass grabbed Rai’s right hand and forced it to wrap around his penis.
”Wot do you want to do to me?” the mouse asked with a dark smile and Rai’s hand closed reflexively. ”Tell me wot you want to do to me, because that’s wot I’m going to do to you.”
*****
At once it was a threat and a promise and Rai’s head dropped back against his pillow. His hand massaged Ader’s body almost instinctively as though it would help him think. It was surprisingly difficult to do so, and even harder to voice wot he wanted.
Suddenly, Aderlass’ hand was on his groin, copying his absent-minded movements with terrible precision. Rai groaned against the feeling, the wonderful friction and found words. ”I want to mount you,” he said harshly. ”I want to &*$% you hard and fast and when I go, I want to do it right there in that opening so you have to accept a part of me inside of you after it’s all over.”
He looked up at the mouse kneeling over him and saw that same dark smile again. ”Then that’s wot we’re going to do.”
*****
Aderlass leaned over the stallion suddenly and licked up the length of the man’s shaft. Rai cried out, body arching upwards and Aderlass pressed his head to Rai’s vagina. The stallion froze at the new pressure and the mouse took advantage of this to push himself slowly into the other man’s body. He could feel the stallion quivering again, muscles dancing in a tight effort to keep from moving too much. This was a new feeling for Rai, and he would need time to get used to it. The mouse pushed further into the stallion, feeling the soft muscles and tissue give way before his advances.
Rai made a sound and Ader paused, checking to be certain he hadn’t hurt the larger man. Rai’s eyes were closed again, fingers clenching the blanket so tightly, the mouse would be surprised if he didn’t leave a hole. The stallion murmured something and the mouse tilted his head to try and catch it clearly. ”Wot?”
”More.”
*****
He heard Aderlass chuckle again, but it didn’t matter as suddenly the mouse thrust deeply into him. Rai might have felt something tear, but he knew something changed to allow the mouse deep within him. Aderlass drew himself slowly back, almost out and Rai made a sound of protest. No, that was not what he was going to do. Aderlass plunged back into him. Rai cried out in pleasure. The mouse was being gentle, too gentle and Rai tried to push his hips up against the other man’s groin. Aderlass firmly pushed his hips back down.
”This is how I ride you,” he whispered. ”Slowly. Deeply. Until you go mad.” He slammed into Rai again and the stallion moaned, hips moving helplessly as Aderlass pushed deeply and firmly into him.
Suddenly, the mouse grabbed his penis tightly and Rai gasped, freezing in place.
”Easy, Rai,” the man whispered in a calm, soothing voice. ”I’m going to show you how it’s done.”
*****
It was surprisingly easy to get the stallion ready for this; his opening was moist and still nicely tight, squeezing around Aderlass in a welcome set of unconscious movements. Now, however, he was going to rock the stallion’s world.
As the mouse began to thrust into Rai’s body, he pumped at the stallion’s penis. Rai made a sound Aderlass had never heard from the horse before, a mixture of pleasure and fear. The mouse remembered this feeling; the dual sets of pleasure, so very different from each other, yet still so very alike. It felt as though they would rip out of your body, so wonderful alone that together they were entirely overwhelming.
*****
Rai was rocking his hips instinctively to meet him each time Ader plunged back into the stallion’s body. He slammed into the other side and the soft walls would close about him, begging him to stay in the deep warmth of his friend’s opening. Despite himself, despite wanting to force the horse to feel this devastating pleasure forever, Aderlass could feel himself about to come.
He gave a gasp as Rai’s body tightened around his suddenly and he knew that the stallion was going to orgasm. He let go of Rai, concentrating everything on the rhythm between them; the hot, slick warmth encompassing him and massaging his penis with worlds of pleasure. Rai’s body contracted suddenly around him and the stallion gave a hoarse yell of surprise, as though absolutely overpowered by this new orgasm, a shuddering, grasping thing that fought to take Aderlass completely into him. The feeling was so tight, so absolute that Aderlass lost the last of his control and, with one more hard thrust, he felt his body empty into the stallion’s.
*****
It was a strange, strange feeling as Aderlass released into his body and Rai felt another small shudder of pleasure wash over him at the deep warmth. The smaller man let himself sprawl over Rai’s stomach, his cheek pressed against the stallion’s ribcage, breathing heavily and deeply.
”Well, *#$&.”
Rai nodded his head in agreement, though he didn’t quite trust himself to move yet. He didn’t know what exactly he should be thinking, so he hid behind the echoes of pleasure still coursing through him.
Something firm and wet slipped up his side and Rai twisted slightly to see Aderlass sending him a hooded look, a smile twitching at his lips. ”It’s your turn.”
Excitement flooded through the equine as he watched Aderlass slowly push himself up and run a hand over his shaft again. Rai gave another small moan in the back of his throat, and the mouse quickly trailed his hand up the stallion’s stomach and to his chest so he could lean in and kiss the other man again.
*****
Aderlass kissed Rai hard and fierce, an echo of the stallion’s earlier demand. Now the equine needed to feel the challenge, to feel in control, but the mouse was having far too much fun to just give in. He bit the stallion’s lip, not enough to bleed, but just enough to leave an indention. Rai hissed at him, but he was already moving onwards, slipping back down the strong body to take ahold of man with his hand again. Rai gasped instead as Ader began a quick pattern of sliding his hand all the way down to the curls then back up. He squeezed as he pushed downwards and soon the stallion was rocking his hips in time.
This time would be his, too. Quickly, Aderlass straddled the horse and Rai was just blinking at him when he pushed himself down onto the hard length of Rai’s erection. This was the pleasure the stallion knew and he arched up into Ader’s warm heat. The mouse grinned at the horse again, eyes dark with passion and still shining with challenge. ”Can you outdo me, Rai?” the mouse asked, lips quirked upwards. ”Can you make me scream like I did to you?”
*****
Rai lofted a brow at the demanding words, but he didn’t have to say anything to reply. He grabbed Aderlass’ hips, holding them tightly to his own then quickly flipped them over so he was bowed over the smaller man. The mouse’s chin came up defiantly, even as his eyes twinkled mischievously. The stallion might not have any experience with other men, but at this point, the male aspect of the Morganberry was spent, and Rai certainly did know how to please a woman. He simply had to find out just how female Ader was going to react.
He ground his body into Aderlass’, pushing as far in as he could go. The mouse made a small, squeaking sound in the back of his throat and it was Rai’s turn to offer the dark, knowing smile. There was no way he would be able to kiss the shorter man easily, so they would have to do something else. He grabbed Aderlass’ thighs and shifted them up to circle around his own lean hips. Opened wider to the invasion, Ader’s eyes widened slightly as Rai pushed his body in closer and tighter. The stallion’s face promised that he had something good planned and the mouse could barely stop himself from wiggling against the hard length pressed deep into his body.
Then, Rai didn’t move.
*****
Aderlass narrowed his eyes as the stallion simply stared at him. This was hardly the time for second thoughts; Rai owed him at this point. He wriggled pointedly against the erection merged with him, but Rai didn’t move yet. Ader made a noise of frustration, trying to rock his hips against the stallion’s. The equine grinned wider for a moment as the mouse sent him a dirty look, but before Aderlass could make a comment, Rai shifted his weight to his left elbow, thus freeing his other arm.
He began to pet the man; caressing him gently along the face, across the collar bone. Then he shifted his arm back behind him and Aderlass gave a soft groan as deft fingers began to make their rounds over his body, touching his testicles and stroking them in a way that only another man could truly understand. The mouse arched against the stallion and Rai began to grind his hips against Ader’s again, in slow circles.
His body was betraying him now, and Aderlass groaned deep in his throat as his mind slowly headed towards overload. He wanted it now, wanted the fast, furious pace, the feel of their bodies pounding together. His hips moved faster, trying to encourage Rai to pick it up, but the stallion continued the slow, steady assault on him.
”More,” he repeated Rai’s demand from earlier, but he wasn’t nearly as lucky, because he got a very different response.
*****
”Patience,” Rai answered, with a knowing smile even as Aderlass’ body tried to force a faster rhythm. This was a different kind of sex, though, and Rai began his assault on Aderlass’ frame all over again. ”Just feel, Ader,” he said softly. ”Feel it all.”
The grinding continued, a deep pressure far inside Aderlass’ vagina that caused the mouse to moan low in his throat and Rai wanted to respond in kind. The mouse thrust at him desperately and Rai’s balls drew up in a need to answer. He wanted to slam himself so hard into Aderlass that he might come out the other side, but first he had to make the mouse scream. He continued to gently caress the man everywhere he could touch and he was rewarded by Ader’s increasingly wild look and the hard pushing against his penis. The mouse was losing it to the slow, deep sex; he was panting, fingers digging into Rai’s shoulders, sliding down to massage the tight butt. Rai growled deep in his throat at that, his rhythm pushing suddenly harder.
*****
A key! Ader squeezed his hands and Rai thrust harder again him as though in warning. The mouse dug his fingernails in and Rai’s head went back with pleasure. Oho, his stallion had a thing for the rough stuff. He lost no time then, as he pushed himself harder against Rai’s slow circles, leaning close enough to nip the broad chest lightly. Rai spasmed above him, losing his focus for a moment, before suddenly give him two swift thrusts that absolutely took his breath away.
”You said you were going to mount me,” Aderlass panted, trying to cock another challenging brow.
Rai answered with a smirking grin. ”I’m going to make you scream.”
The larger man had to bend his body a bit awkwardly, but by tilting Aderlass’ head up uncomfortably high, the stallion managed to kiss the mouse. He licked the man’s mouth open and Ader let him do it so the horse’s tongue could slip in. Rai began to match the movement of his penis with the movement of his tongue and he suddenly pulled both out slightly so he could slam them back in. Aderlass tried to cry out, but Rai caught the sound with his mouth and suddenly the stallion was plunging his erection hard and fast deep, deep into the mouse’s body. With all of the work put into it, Aderlass was pushed over the edge immediately, and he screamed into the stallion’s mouth, fingernails digging into the strong back and his own hips crashing into Rai’s.
He couldn’t come back to himself immediately, his mind was drifting on waves of pleasure. Even after that orgasm, however, there was still desire eating at him. He was shocked, then, to realize that Rai still rested within him, long and hard and ready. Aderlass groaned softly as his hips began to move of their own volition. He had to have more.
*****
Rai watched Aderlass’ face with a sense of possessiveness and joy; that was what he meant to do and now he was going to do it all over again. As soon as the mouse began to move against him, Rai moved back. This time it was hard and fast as their passion grew swiftly with each and every plunge. It didn’t last as long as their first two, but it didn’t have to; both men lost themselves to the orgasm as the pleasure jumpstarted from the length of their sex.
Rai felt Aderlass’ body clench tightly around his, and the mouse was crying out again. His penis swelled at the tight grip and he thrust deeply once again, his voice calling to Aderlass’ as the mouse’s yell went higher in pleasured shock.
He needed to collapse as his ejaculation finished, leaving his imprint deep within Aderlass just as the mouse had done to him. Rai fixed his arm around the lean waist of the mouse and rolled them suddenly over so he was on his back. He didn’t want to crush the smaller man and now Aderlass simply sprawled across his chest and stomach, refusing to move anymore.
Rai chuckled deep in his chest, carefully snatching a blanket with one hand and dragging it haphazardly over their naked bodies. He closed his eyes and gloried in the feel of his body as his mind slipped away on the vestiges of alcohol in his system.
*****
Rai bolted upright in bed, a cold sweat covering his body in a fine sheen. Oh, Light, Light, Light! What in the high hills and green marsh had that dream been about? He felt like his whole body was still quivering, and his head ached in a way that suggested he’d been out drinking but hadn’t taken nearly enough precautions. He threw off the blankets and moved quickly to his bathroom to grab some medication. He shuddered as that strange, vivid dream came back to him and he tried desperately to brush it off. He would figure out what he had drunk last night and never touch that particular poison ever again.
And then he heard movement from his bed. His eyes went impossibly wide and he turned slowly to find out who had just gotten out of bed with him.
Oh. . .
*#&$.
