“You’re so sexy, shadow boy, I—”
I slapped my hand over his mouth and said, “Do not call me that while we’re having sex!”
Amusement danced in his eyes, and he somehow nipped at my hand, making me jerk it away before he said, “Any other rules you wanna share with the class?” He sounded breathless, and before I could yell at him some more, he pulled his hips away, then slowly pushed back in.
Both of us moaned together, and I pulled his lips to mine as he began his slow, deep thrusts. My hands found his back, and I held him as close to me as possible. Hiro rested his chest on mine, holding himself up on his elbows as our mouths collided. My cock was trapped between us, but it was rubbing against his stomach with every one of his thrusts. Fuck, he felt so good. He was everywhere, yet I still didn’t have enough of him.
He held me tight in his arms, like he couldn’t get me close enough, and I held him just as tightly. He maintained that slow and deep pace, showing more control than I had. Each pass hit my spot and made me wish I could take him even deeper, made me wish we could stay connected in this way forever.
My fingers dug into his back, clinging to him, pulling him closer. Hiro tucked his nose behind my ear, his breath brushing over my neck as his lips grazed my skin with every thrust. He murmured, “Basil… Bas.” And that was all it took for my body to explode in a sea of ecstasy. Warmth shot between us as my body quaked and quivered. Hiro roared his own release, and I fucking felt his pleasure along with my own. That feeling, that knowledge that I made him feel good, that he enjoyed this as much as I did, it sent another wave of pleasure through me, my cock twitching as my ass squeezed and sucked his dry.
My magic was still swirling around the room, mixed with a blue-ish color that was Hiro’s magic, a representation of his soul. The two were waltzing around us, getting a feel for one another and mixing, becoming one. I could freaking feel him, all of him, and I knew he could feel me. The amount of affection for me I felt pouring from him was… overwhelming and so fucking surprising. He cared so deeply for me, and… it was a fucking heady feeling knowing that.
His body was quivering as much as mine, but it only made us cling to one another harder. We stayed there, breathing each other in for a long time, not saying a word, but basking in the glow of not only post-coital bliss, but of feeling one another on a deeper level than before.
He nuzzled his nose near my ear, whispering, “Basil.”
I sighed and squeezed him tight, then brushed my palm over the strong muscles of his back and into his hair, holding him there, not ready to let him go yet.
“I’m not gonna let you go, love,” he said against my skin.
“Never?”
“Never, baby, fuckin’ never.” He kissed my neck. “But I do want to roll us so I don’t squash you. I kinda wanna keep you around.”
A smile graced my lips. “Okay. I’ll clean us up.”
“No.”
“No?”
He hesitated for a moment, then said, “I want you to smell like me.” He let out a strangled laugh. “That’s the fuckin’ new magic talkin’, isn’t it? I sound like a fuckin’ psycho.”
I tried to shrug, but it didn’t work with his weight on me. “Possibly.”
He snorted. “I’ve never wanted to spread my fuckin’ cum all over someone before.”
I laughed. “You’ve never had a viramore before me, so maybe that’s all this is.” It definitely wasn’t, but I didn’t want him to freak out on me now.
He grunted and pulled his softening cock out of my ass, making me frown at the loss of him. But then he kept me tight against him as he rolled us to our sides so my head ended up on his shoulder, our chests and stomachs still flat together. He kissed my forehead, fixed a pillow under his head, and said, “You can get the cum off our stomachs ‘cause I know you don’t wanna be sticky, but don’t clean anythin’ else.”
“Oh, I have your permission to clean myself, do I?” I leaned back and lifted a brow at him.
He grinned at me. “Yes, you do.” I narrowed my eyes, and he laughed, rubbing my back. “Relax, shadow boy. I know you don’t need my fuckin’ permission.”
“Now I’m going to clean off everything just because you’re a dick.”
He smirked and moved his lips close to mine but didn’t close the distance. “Please don’t?” I felt the breath of the words brush across my lips, sending a shiver down my spine, just like he’d planned.
“Cheater.”
He chuckled lightly and pressed a lingering, close-mouthed kiss to my lips. “Please, beautiful?”
“Like you mean that.” I flicked his shoulder and rolled my eyes, but muttered the spell so it only cleaned the cum off our stomachs and chests, but left the sweat for tomorrow. As soon as it was done, Hiro leaned in and nuzzled against my neck, placing a kiss there.
“I did mean it.” He kissed my throat, then licked his way over to the other side of my neck. “You’re beautiful, Basil.”
Not wanting to dignify that with a response, I tilted my head to allow more access to my neck. “If you keep that up, I’m going to expect a round two.”
His deep chuckle vibrated through my chest. “Exactly what I was goin’ for.”
A soft moan fell from my lips as he thrust his hips at me.
“You’re not too tired from the water stuff?” I asked, my eyes falling shut as his lips continued their ministrations on my skin.
“Nah. I have you naked in my bed. I’m not givin’ that up for anything.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
He pulled back, tilted my head down, and stared into my eyes. “I’m okay, I promise. I just want to enjoy feelin’ you here”—he pushed his hips against me again, brushing our half-hard cocks together—“and here.” He rubbed his hand over his heart.
I smiled at him and pushed my thoughts toward him. Can you hear me, dimples?
A smile spread over his face as he stared into my eyes. Yeah, I can, shadow boy. It’s easier to talk to you like this now, huh?
Yeah, it is. As a thrill ran through my entire being, knowing that we were finally connected the way viramores were meant to be, I slammed my lips to his and rolled him onto his back, covering his body with mine. He laughed into my mouth at my eagerness and wrapped me in his strong as hell arms, kissing me deeply.
My magic joined the fray, pulling his out of him as well, and I knew we weren’t going to get any sleep tonight. And I didn’t give one fuck how tired I was going to be tomorrow. I was going to enjoy every moment with Hiro, and every beautiful inch of his skin.
“Rasha and I will move in with you… officially.”
My eyes sprang open, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I’d been dreaming those words or if he’d really said them. “What?”
He grinned, and it was that soft smile he’d been using on me. Hiro was lying on the bed beside me, in only sweatpants, on his stomach and propped up on his elbows. One hand brushed the hair out of my eyes as he said, “We’ll move in with you. I already talked to Rasha this morning while you were sleepin’, and she’s excited.”