Becoming the Luna

WARNING: EXPLICIT MATURE CONTENT

Virgil leans back and lets Hayden go to town with marking him up, his quiet and shy lover never worked up enough courage before except for a little hickey here and there but now sharp little teeth is digging into the skin of his neck, skimming over his collarbones and the skin of his chest, his pants feeling like a steel cage on his hardened dick.

He keeps a firm grip on the slender lover's waist to stop him from grinding down, the pressure bordering on pleasure-pain.

"Virgil." Hayden gasps sweetly into the crook of his neck, impatient and that was the go-ahead he needed to sweep him up into his arms and make for their bedroom.

He had barely settled down Hayden on the bed when he's throwing his legs and arms around him, pulling him down, eyes hooded as he arches slightly.

"Kiss me, V." He says, soft voice sultry, and Virgil is struggling to relate this needy vixen with his quiet and shy baby who colors up from chaste hugs.

Who was he to deny that request though? He leans forward to claim his full, bruised lips, leading the kiss with powerful thrusts that leaves Hayden breathless.

Hayden let his hands trail over his future husband's body, needing more skin-to-skin contact so he tugs at his shirt making Virgil break off the kiss to rip his shirt off.

His own follows soon after and he's quicker to put his hands on the bigger man's body, dim lighting reflecting off Virgil's tanned body beautifully.

He has experienced this before but Hayden still goes rigid with pleasure when warm wet lips clamp over a nipple.

"Ah." He whines softly at the suckling sensation, hands buried in Virgil's hair to keep him in place.

While some of his inhibitions are lost with the warm, fuzzy feeling of the alcohol in his system, he's still shy of the weird sounds leaving his lips.

He jerks slightly when he feels Virgil's sharp teeth scrape against his rosy bud, he's impatient to get a move on, however, wanting more.

"V-Virgil… ah! I need…" he stutters slightly tugging on his hair.

Virgil hums, knowing exactly what was needed.

Hayden feels the heated kisses go lower, heart in his mouth when he feels Virgil's mouth over the beauty spot on his side squirming slightly at the ticklish sensation of his tongue licking over it.

He feels his breath catch in his throat when his boyfriend's mouth trails even lower, teeth scraping over the top of his hips.

His pants get pulled off carefully and he shivers when the cool evening air hits his bare legs, he had thrown on silk shorts that morning on reflex but Virgil's sharp intake of breath is so worth it.

He expects to feel shy, he does, a small part of him wanting to cover himself up but his desire overshadows that especially when Virgil is staring down at him like that blue eyes dark and stormy.

He's still drunk so before his filter can stop him, Hayden strikes a seductive pose on the bed, arms thrown over his head and body slightly arched. "Like what you see?"

Virgil whips his eyes up to his face and he gulps at the predatory look in his eyes, maybe he shouldn't tease him so har…

"Ah!" He trembles when he feels Virgil suck marks into the skin of his thigh, pinpoints of pleasure starting from where Virgil had his mouth and radiating throughout the rest of his body making his cock weep.

He tries to get away from the sharp shards of pleasure, moans catching in his throat as he pants harshly.

Either Virgil is cruelly doing this on purpose or he's too engrossed in marking up the skin of his thigh to notice how worked up it's making him.

Hands desperately clutching the sheets when the open-mouthed kiss curves to the inside of his sensitive thighs, a high pitched whine tumbling past his lips when Virgil lightly digs his teeth in, cock throbbing.

He takes his first deep breath ever since his pants came off unprepared for what would come next.

A strangled moan pours out of his throat when Virgil mouths over him through his silk shorts, he can tell Virgil tries to be gentle about it but his cock is already rubbed raw from his jeans earlier.

The shorts get peeled off as well, a sob catching in his throat when Virgil easily deepthroats him, his toes curling at the wave of pleasure that threatens to drown him.

Eyes rolling back in his head as he pulls at his hair, going slack-jawed with how good it felt.

He feels Virgil's hands dig into the skin of his ass as he starts to bob his head, tongue flicking around and that incredible suctioning.

He feels the pleasure ball up low in his stomach, tightening up to fever pitch, a firm grip on his hips to keep him from bucking, although Hayden isn't sure if he wants to get away or chase after the pleasure.

"V!" He chokes out, hands still buried in his hair to keep his hands busy. "I-I…"

He feels the pleasure unfurling, about to boil over and although he's barely coherent feels the need to warn Virgil so he doesn't make him gag and choke.

"Uhn! V-Virgil! I-I'm go-going to… " his words dry up when his orgasm hits, mouth parted on a silent moan as shudders wrack his delicate body.

He expects Virgil to pull away but his fiance just slows down, easily swallowing down his spurts of cum and helping him through the intense wave of pleasure and he slowly comes down from his high.

The last of his alcohol haze fades away with his powerful orgasm and he just collapses on the bed, eyes shut with harsh pants leaving his parted lips.

His entire body feels like melted jelly and he welcomes Virgil's weight on him, shivers sneaking up on him when his reddened cock brushes against the coarse material of his jeans.

"You okay, baby?" Virgil murmurs, kissing him gently on his neck.

Hayden hums, a faint smile on his face, he knows what will make him feel better.