Ari
yelped when he was suddenly grabbed around the neck and yanked forward. Hard
searching lips pressed against his…and that was it. Ari waited for something
more to happen—movement, the slip of a tongue, anything.
He
got nothing.
Lucius was frowning just about as deeply as Ari had ever seen when the man
leaned back. “I am not sure I fully understand why everyone seems so excited
by a kiss, Ari. While I find that my pulse increases and my penis grows
harder, this kissing thing does not seem to be a good enough reason to be so
excited.”
Ari’s
jaw dropped. “That wasn’t a kiss, Lucius. That was just you pressing your lips
against mine.”
“A
kiss is the act of pressing one's lips against another person’s, is it not?”
“Yeeaahh, sorta. There’s a little more involved than that.” Ari chuckled as he
pushed the blankets down and moved to sit on the edge of on the bed. He patted
the mattress in front of him. “Come over here and I’ll show you why everyone
raves about kissing.”
Well,
Ari hoped he could show Lucius what was so exciting about a kiss. He was
pretty sure that Lucius was interested in men if he gave the Spartan a hard
on. That did not mean he would like kissing. Not every man did. Ari, on the
other hand, loved kissing. He dreamed of making out with a lover for hours.
If
he had a lover.
Once
Lucius had moved into place, Ari when to grab him when he noticed the flak
jacket he was wearing and the gun holstered at his hip. While the man was
prepared to go into battle, this was not a battle.
It
was a kiss.
“Can
you take off the flak jacket and gun?” Ari gestured to the nightstand. “You
can put them there within easy reach.”
Lucius looked hesitant, his jaw firming as if he was fighting his instincts,
but finally, he unbuckled his gun belt and laid it down on the nightstand then
pulled his flak jacket off, laying over the top of his gun holster. When he
was all done, Lucius settled back down on the bed.
“Now
what?”
Ari
chuckled just because the situation was so fucking weird. “Close your eyes.”
“Why?”
“Please?” Ari would never admit to Lucius that he was too nervous to have the
man watching him while they kissed. Lucius’s dark eyes assessed everything,
looking for strengths and weaknesses. For once, he just needed to feel.
Ari’s
stomach fluttered when Lucius’s eyes slowly slid closed, and that was a
telling moment in itself. Ari knew that there had to be at least some level of
trust for the man to close his eyes around him.
Ari
held his breath as he cupped Lucius’s chiseled face between his hands and
leaned forward, touching his lips to Lucius’s.
His tongue stroked across Lucius's lips, caressing his mouth more than kissing
it.
Groaning, Lucius opened to him, and Ari swept
his tongue inside, exploring, conquering. Tasting the warrior that he had
wanted since the moment he saw the strong man standing before him with a knife
in his hand.
Ari started when he was suddenly crushed
against Lucius’s chest, the man’s large hands fisting him his hair. Lucius
pressed his mouth to Ari’s, claiming his mouth with a savage intensity that
seared Ari to his toes. Ari returned Lucius's kiss with reckless abandon,
wanting more, wanting Lucius.
Now, this was a kiss.
When the full weight of Lucius’s muscular body
pressed into him, Ari fell back against the pillows. A deep growl rumbled
through Lucius’s chest as he crawled up and settled over the top of Ari, the
width of his hips spreading Ari’s thighs until they almost hurt.
The pain was worth it to feel the monstrosity
of a cock Lucius was sporting press against him. Ari’s breathing sped up as he
hitched his hips and wrapped his legs around Lucius’s waist, bringing their
two cocks together.
Ari bemoaned the fact that fabric separated
them when he so desperately wanted to feel Lucius’s naked cock against his
own. He reached down, wiggling his hand until he could get it between them,
searching for the buttons of Lucius’s pants.
The moan that fell from his lips came partly
from the victory he felt when he found the buttons and got them undone, and
partly from the lips that continued to devour his. Lucius kissed Ari with a
hunger that rivaled his own, threatening to consume them both.
Ari slid his hand inside of Lucius’s pants.
The very moment his hand wrapped around Lucius’s wide girth, the man’s head
snapped up, breaking the kiss. Lucius stared down at Ari for what seemed like
a million years, and then tossed his head back as he roared, bucking wildly as
hot cum filled Ari’s hand.
Ari just laid there, stunned, his own cock
throbbing, aching. After watching Lucius’s display, he was so close to release
that a stiff wind would have sent him over the edge. He just needed a little
more, a little…
Ari cried out, his entire body going ramrod
stiff as Lucius’s lips slammed back down on his, the man capturing his lips in
a kiss that showed who dominated who. Lucius’s hand wrapped around Ari’s
throat and the underside of his jaw, tilting his head back. The other one
moved down Ari’s body, sliding down under him to grab his ass.
He was so damn close.
Ari almost went out of his mind when Lucius’s
single hand covered a fair amount of both ass cheeks. He ripped his lips away
from Lucius and stared up into Lucius’s unfathomable eyes, the intensity of
the man’s gaze making his entire body clench with need. Ari swore he could see
flames leaping to life in Lucius’s dark eyes, an invisible web of attraction
building between them.
“Lucius.”
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