“Pressure and focus,” Orin added, not making any sense.
“They sent two to him on purpose, I think.” Nikoly smiled, so Tiiran decided to ignore whatever it was they were talking about.
Orin, as ever, seemed to realize that Tiiran wasn’t following. “Tiiran, he’s asking if he can take care of that for you. Will you let him? We’ll likely have to carry you out of here after.”
Tiiran did his best to think. “You want me to have your mouth too, sunflower?”
Nikoly ducked his head.Thatlook entered his eyes, thepleaselook. Tiiran could translate that much for himself. Only to inhale sharply when, taking that as agreement, Nikoly shifted backward in front of Tiiran to get on his hands and knees.
Tiiran had to touch him again, his cheek and his jaw and his soft, already fucked mouth. “You were very pretty stretched around Orin.” He wouldn’t have to do that to take Tiiran’s cock, but hopefully Tiiran wouldn’t disappoint him.
Which he might have said out loud, because Orin chided him. “He’s ravenous, Tiiran.”
Nikoly hadn’t suggested Orin leave. That seemed important, but Tiiran was too distracted with how hot he was, and then the wet heat of Nikoly’s mouth around the tip of his finger.
Nikoly lowered his eyes, lashes lush and pretty, his cheeks hollowing before he eased back.
Tiiran shook. With his head tipped up, his lips parted, Nikoly waited.
Tiiran drew Nikoly closer. “I won’t know what to do. You’ll have to take what you want.”
Nikoly came forward, graceful and perfect, to tug at Tiiran’s clothing until he’d bared Tiiran’s cock. Standing naked before Orin and having just his bits exposed to Nikoly while the rest of him was clothed were different feelings, yet somehow both made Tiiran squirm.
“It’s all right,” Nikoly finally told him in a whisper, dragging his gaze up from Tiiran’s stiff cock to Tiiran’s face. He slid his hands over Tiiran’s knees to his thighs, and then continued reaching up to take hold of the base of Tiiran’s cock. He leaned in, flicking out his tongue as he had for Orin, then bending to get most of Tiiran’s cock in his mouth. Tiiran foolishly put a hand to his cheek, shuddering to feel himself in Nikoly’s mouth.
Nikoly hummed, eyes coming up for a moment to meet Tiiran’s before he closed them again. He shuffled closer on his knees, perhaps making it easier for him to bob his head up and down or to lap at the tip with his tongue and suck as it pleased him. Tiiran did not grasp him close though he wanted to, but Nikoly only hummed again, evidently with pleasure, so Tiiran left his hand where it was until saliva dripped down Nikoly’s chin and he tried to wipe it for him.
“Tell him he’s good, kitten,” Orin spoke at last, gravelly and hot. “Tell him you’re pleased.”
“Your mouth, Nikoly. You’re so good, Nikoly.Please.”
Tiiran tangled his hands into Nikoly’s hair without pulling or tugging. Nikoly’s lips were pretty. His shut eyes and clumped lashes were pretty, as were the vibrations in his throat as he swallowed and pulled back every so often to breathe. His tongue was as mean as Orin’s hand when it struck Tiiran’s backside. Nikoly curled it around the head of Tiiran’s cock with particular attention, a focus that spoke of great reward, but all Tiiran could do was growl and fight not to pull Nikoly down by his hair.
Nikoly hummed, an all-over pleasure that lit Tiiran up inside.
Orin added his approval. “He desires you finish in his mouth, kitten, or on his face. Maybe on that chest he showed off to you. Give it to him. Watch as you do it. Don’t look away. He wants to see you enjoy him.”
Nikoly’s eyes slid open at the words. Tiiran nearly wished, thoughts wild, that his cock were bigger so he might see Nikoly struggle. A greedy desire. Perhaps awful. But then Nikoly’s eyes met his and he was so lovely that Tiiran caressed his cheek.
“You like it?” he asked in awe. “My cock in your mouth? Nikoly. Nikoly, please.” The hums from Nikoly were going to kill him. “It’s good. It’s so good, sunflower. I want to keep it there forever.”Cockwarmer, Tiiran thought, and croaked. “If you want it, I will. Every day. I want to… I’m….”
Nikoly ducked his head to take all of Tiiran’s cock and then hold there, breathing heavily. Tiiran slid a hand to the back of his head, struggling not to push down, then giving in and pressing, gently—not gently.
His cock pulsed, the pulsed again, into Nikoly’s mouth and then onto his open lips and flat tongue. The splash of seed had Tiiran wriggling, then hauling Nikoly up with heavy arm to kiss Nikoly’s open, wet mouth and reached down to find Nikoly’s cock through his clothes and squeeze until it twitched beneath his palm and Nikoly gasped into his mouth.
“Sunflower,” Tiiran praised him, biting at his lips, licking away spit and seed before kissing Nikoly’s hot face. “Sunflower, every day if it pleases you. Tell him, Orin. Tell him he was wonderful.”
Orin’s voice was fire. “Very good, pup. You held yourself back well.”
“‘Sunflower?’” Nikoly asked thickly before Tiiran could wonderexactlyhowNikoly had held himself back.
Tiiran didn’t have an explanation for the name. Sunflowers followed the sun, not the other way around. But, “Pupwon’t do for me.” He butted his head against Nikoly’s jaw, then shivered when Nikoly wrapped his arms around him. “You’re sunny,” he said stupidly. “Mine?” He shook his head immediately, withdrawing that. “Orin is going to help me with you. If you don’t mind.”
“Tiiran most worthy.” Nikoly urged Tiiran’s head up to kiss him. When he spoke next, his voice was noticeably rougher. “You’ll use me so well.”
“Yes, he will.”
Orin’s agreement only made Tiiran jump, then twist to look at him. Orin was sprawled in the small chair, thighs parted, his large cock soft along his thigh.
