“A-are you gonna—in me or—“ Matthew panted as Arthur’s fingers came dangerously close to his opening but Arthur murmured “No, I just want to focus on touching you completely.”
Matthew turned to face Arthur, opening his eyes once more, and Arthur stared back. Matthew’s cheeks were flushed to a pleasant red-pink hue, his lips swollen and wet with saliva, his hair in his big, huge bright violet eyes that seemed more alive than he’d ever seen them. Matthew’s arms were still over Arthur’s shoulders and Matthew just smiled as he leaned up and kissed Arthur again, pressing up harder, urging Arthur to continue.
Arthur started pumping them both again, his ministrations continuing at a faster pace but still together and the pulse of Arthur’s body entered Matthew’s as it clicked at just how close together they were, skin and vein to skin and vein. Arthur leaned down and hovered beside Matthew’s ear, murmuring and kissing his tender skin.
“I want to make you feel good,” he said. “I want to make you want me even more. I want to bring us even closer together. I want to feel every part of you.” Matthew’s breathing trembled as the words roiled around in his lust-ridden brain as all his nerve endings seem to light up at once and he knew he was nearly done, but he couldn’t stop the sudden inflation of his chest.
Arthur moved from his ear back to his throat, on the other side this time, thrusting his hips in time with his hand and licking at the crook of his neck before gently biting down, causing Matthew to gasp out in pleasure and surprise.
“You’re so precious,” Arthur mumbled. “You’re so precious and your empire will be the only one to covet you.” The corner of Matthew’s lips twitched up as he was flooded with warmth he never said anything like this to Alfred oh God please don’t ever let him stop Je veux que vous—
Arthur sat up a bit and he felt the tremors in Matthew’s body, the tension swelling up, Matthew’s face screwed up in pleasure and then—this moan that seemed to penetrate the walls in a way Arthur had never truly heard. He slid his free hand from Matthew’s back where he’d been tracing the boy’s spine and instead used that hand to pull Matthew’s arm down from his shoulder and covered it with his own hand bringing them to completion, and as Matthew’s hand was slicked with the oil and fluids from Arthur’s hands his body writhed and he cried out and Arthur pressed his forehead against the younger’s as Matthew’s entire body convulsed and he climaxed with a very dazed-sounding mon Dieu.
The sight of the post-coital colony relaxed into the bed was enough to bring Arthur to completion as well, and he breathed a deep sigh as he pressed his head against Matthew’s neck, suddenly aware of how sweaty his forehead and shoulders were.
They lay for a moment in a heap of sweat, Matthew laying with his head turned to the side, hair plastered to his face, panting as if he’d just run as fast as he could. His hands were resting on his chest, not even caring about the remnants of their activities splattered all over his abdomen. Arthur opened his eyes, riding out his high, watching Matthew through lidded eyes as he breathed slower and slower, his legs twitching every so often, his white skin slowly fading to red and purple around his collarbone and neck.
Arthur pushed himself up, reaching over and tracing his finger through the remnants, causing Matthew to give a breathy giggle as his over sensitized skin was touched until Arthur’s finger was covered in cum and he prodded Matthew’s lips.
“Try it,” Arthur murmured and Matthew did, sucking it as unintentionally sensually as he could, finally opening his eyes and making a face as he realized what he did.
“Wha—“ he mumbled but Arthur just slicked the colony’s hair back from his face and kissed his forehead.
“How was it?” he asked. Matthew just smiled up at him—a relaxed, happy smile, one Arthur was sure he hadn’t seen in a very long time—and touched Arthur’s face.
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Matthew turned to face Arthur, opening his eyes once more, and Arthur stared back. Matthew’s cheeks were flushed to a pleasant red-pink hue, his lips swollen and wet with saliva, his hair in his big, huge bright violet eyes that seemed more alive than he’d ever seen them. Matthew’s arms were still over Arthur’s shoulders and Matthew just smiled as he leaned up and kissed Arthur again, pressing up harder, urging Arthur to continue.
Arthur started pumping them both again, his ministrations continuing at a faster pace but still together and the pulse of Arthur’s body entered Matthew’s as it clicked at just how close together they were, skin and vein to skin and vein. Arthur leaned down and hovered beside Matthew’s ear, murmuring and kissing his tender skin.
“I want to make you feel good,” he said. “I want to make you want me even more. I want to bring us even closer together. I want to feel every part of you.” Matthew’s breathing trembled as the words roiled around in his lust-ridden brain as all his nerve endings seem to light up at once and he knew he was nearly done, but he couldn’t stop the sudden inflation of his chest.
Arthur moved from his ear back to his throat, on the other side this time, thrusting his hips in time with his hand and licking at the crook of his neck before gently biting down, causing Matthew to gasp out in pleasure and surprise.
“You’re so precious,” Arthur mumbled. “You’re so precious and your empire will be the only one to covet you.” The corner of Matthew’s lips twitched up as he was flooded with warmth he never said anything like this to Alfred oh God please don’t ever let him stop Je veux que vous—
Arthur sat up a bit and he felt the tremors in Matthew’s body, the tension swelling up, Matthew’s face screwed up in pleasure and then—this moan that seemed to penetrate the walls in a way Arthur had never truly heard. He slid his free hand from Matthew’s back where he’d been tracing the boy’s spine and instead used that hand to pull Matthew’s arm down from his shoulder and covered it with his own hand bringing them to completion, and as Matthew’s hand was slicked with the oil and fluids from Arthur’s hands his body writhed and he cried out and Arthur pressed his forehead against the younger’s as Matthew’s entire body convulsed and he climaxed with a very dazed-sounding mon Dieu.
The sight of the post-coital colony relaxed into the bed was enough to bring Arthur to completion as well, and he breathed a deep sigh as he pressed his head against Matthew’s neck, suddenly aware of how sweaty his forehead and shoulders were.
They lay for a moment in a heap of sweat, Matthew laying with his head turned to the side, hair plastered to his face, panting as if he’d just run as fast as he could. His hands were resting on his chest, not even caring about the remnants of their activities splattered all over his abdomen. Arthur opened his eyes, riding out his high, watching Matthew through lidded eyes as he breathed slower and slower, his legs twitching every so often, his white skin slowly fading to red and purple around his collarbone and neck.
Arthur pushed himself up, reaching over and tracing his finger through the remnants, causing Matthew to give a breathy giggle as his over sensitized skin was touched until Arthur’s finger was covered in cum and he prodded Matthew’s lips.
“Try it,” Arthur murmured and Matthew did, sucking it as unintentionally sensually as he could, finally opening his eyes and making a face as he realized what he did.
“Wha—“ he mumbled but Arthur just slicked the colony’s hair back from his face and kissed his forehead.
“How was it?” he asked. Matthew just smiled up at him—a relaxed, happy smile, one Arthur was sure he hadn’t seen in a very long time—and touched Arthur’s face.