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RACY RACERS, START YOUR EROTIC ENGINES! |
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Pairing: James Sirius/Albus Severus
Kink(s): over stimulation, post-sex fingering
Other Enticements: incest, multiple orgasms, consent
Albus is just so easy to fuck.
The way he kneels on the bed, arse high in the air and knees spread. His hole glistens from lubricant, already stretched from the way James had four fingers inside him just moments ago. As James lines up behind his brother, Albus whines softly, pushes back against him.
“Fuck, Jamie, please.”
Whatever guilt James might have about doing this flies out the window when his brother begs. James presses in, feels the way that Albus gives way to him, lets him slide inside. Albus groans, swaying back, and James snaps his hips forward, going balls deep in one stroke.
Albus shudders. “Fuck, Jamie, I’m so fucking close. Come on. Please. Just do it.”
James pulls out until just the head of his cock remains inside of Albus, then pushes back in slowly. “Like this?” he asks, gripping Albus’s hips to do it all over again. He cants his hips, changing position and angle until he finds Albus’s prostate, and Albus’s knees shake.
“Fuck. Yes. Yeah. Merlin, just fuck me.” Albus reaches back, grips James’s hip and yanks him forward hard enough that Albus rocks with the impact. Head bowed low, Albus whines. “Fuck, I’m so close.”
“Come on, then.” James flattens himself against Albus’s back, reaches for his prick. It only takes one stroke and Albus is coming all over his hand and the sheets in thick spurts. His arse clenches tight around James, and it’s only sheer will that keeps him from coming straight away on the heels of Albus’s orgasm.
James doesn’t want it to be over this quick and easy. If he’s going to fuck his brother, if he’s going to dive into this, he has a plan. And he is going to make it so good for Albus.
“Oh fuck,” Albus whimpers, head resting on his hands. “Fuck, you’re huge, Jamie. Love the feel of you. Fuck me, please.”
Albus is soft and pliant under him, limp in the aftermath of his orgasm. James withdraws and rolls Albus over on his back before he presses back in, holding Albus knees to spread him wide open. This way he can watch the heavy-lidded eyes that stare back at him, see the small smile when James pushes in deep.
“You feel so good,” Albus says softly. “I love it when you do this. When you fuck me hard.”
“You’re not done yet,” James murmurs, and Albus’s eyes go a little wider.
“I’m not?”
James shakes his head, wraps his hand around Albus’s flaccid prick. Albus jerks at the first touch, whines as James strokes it, still wet with Albus’s own fluids, then reaches down to cup his bollocks. “Okay?” James asks, and he waits until Albus nods.
“Fuck. Yes. Merlin, it’s almost too much, but fuck. Yeah. Whatever you want, Jamie. Just fuck me, okay?” Albus looks up at him, reaches out to pull James down into a hard kiss. “Fuck me and come inside me,” Albus whispers. “You’re the only one who can.”
James goes still, shuddering at Albus’s declaration. “Al—”
“Don’t. Just. Please.” Albus tries to lift his hips, fucking himself on James’s dick. “Come on, please.”
“Fuck, yes.” James would do anything for Albus, anything to Albus as long as Albus wants it. And they both want this, are both all in. Because James knows that he wants to be the only one, and he wants Albus for himself. Fuck. He is just so fucked.
And he loves every second of it.
He snaps his hips, fucking hard into Albus, loving the way Albus cries out, head thrown back and body arched. With every stroke, James keeps Albus’s bollocks in his hand, teasing his perineum with his thumb. Albus cries out, twisting under James, fingers digging into his hips. A constant litany of please mixed with Jamie falls from Albus’s lips, and James can’t get enough of it.
When he feels his thighs go tight, he pushes deep, burying himself inside of Albus as he finally comes.
He pulls out, and Albus lowers his legs, groaning softly.