judas_ophidia (judas_ophidia) wrote in darkcarnivale, @ 2011-05-17 23:03:00 |
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Entry tags: | judas / ophidia, riley poe |
WHO: Judas and Riley
WHAT: Riley lets off some steam
WHEN: After Riley returns from his day out with Faelan
RATING: NC-17 for gay sex and language
STATUS: Complete!
The day in the city had been a good move, and Riley was congratulating himself on the idea as he walked away from the cab. He had wanted to confirm the gossip about Faelan and Slade for one, and to spend a bit of time with the changeling for another; it did his soul good to be around fae, even if he was of a slightly higher order being a puck and all. Still, his hormones were raging and he was clenching and unclenching his fists as he walked past his own trailer and headed for the incubus's. He could only hope Judas was home.
As luck would have it, Judas was home; the incubus was reclined on the couch, shirtless, half-empty beer in his hand as he idly watched some terrible movie on television. He'd been feeling particularly lazy, today, and was glad he didn't have to do the burlesque show tonight...he wasn't onstage every time. It was nice to get the evening off, for once...
When the knock came at his trailer door, Judas slung long legs off the couch and came over to open it. Seeing the puck, his eyebrow arched, and his lips quirked up in a grin.
"Hey, baby. To what do I owe the pleasure?"
"You haven't had the pleasure yet," Riley said, and the instant he was through the door he pushed Judas against the wall of the trailer, rattling the pots and pans and pressing his mouth to the incubus's in a hard kiss. "I haven't got time for explanations, and the carnival opens in three hours. If you want to be on time I suggest you take your pants off now."
"Nnnnhjesus--" Judas hadn't been expecting the assault from Riley, and his eyes widened in surprise; still, the incubus let out a low, throaty laugh.
"God, Riley, what the hell...? You act like someone's been blue-balling you all damn day..." Still, he wasn't one to turn down the puck, not even remotely, and his fingers deftly undid the fastenings of his jeans before reaching for Riley's pants.
"Not blue-balling," he said with a hoarse laugh of his own, and he helped those clever hands, shedding his own designer jeans, yanking his shirt over his head. The puck was well-built, muscular without being ripped; he ran his hand across the incubus's stomach and then stopped, a devilish grin on his lips. "Bed?"
"You tell me, Riley." Judas leaned in, to kiss the corner of the puck's mouth, eyes amused. "And if not blue-balling, then what? You don't usually go after me like a starving man on a well-done steak...not that I'm complaining, of course."
The incubus shoved a little at Riley's stomach, just enough to squeeze out between him and the wall, and headed for the "bedroom" section of the trailer.
"Watch out for Ruby..." The python was a ball in the middle of the floor. "She's got no regard for guests."
"A day spent with a changeling who is too fucking cute for his own good," Riley sighed as he collapsed dramatically onto Judas's bed once he'd sidestepped the snake. He eyed it uneasily, then sprawled among the sheets, his head tilted back into the pillows and his eyes purely come-hither. "C'mon, pretty. You were the first one I thought of when I got back to town."
"Mm, you flatterer, you..." Judas came willingly, straddling Riley's hips and leaning down to give the puck a slow kiss.
"Tell me..." His eyes glittered, and his hands palmed down Riley's chest. "How can I make you feel better...?"
Riley returned the kiss slow and sugar-sweet, nibbling on the other man's bottom lip. A slow groan echoed from his throat and he slid his hands down to Judas's hips, pulling him down more firmly. "You can suck my dick. I seem to recall you acting like that wasn't a terribly appealing option, but... I'll return the favor," he said with a wicked little grin.
"Nnn..." The incubus's eyes fluttered, and a slow grin crossed his face. "Now, if you're willin' to trade favors, how on earth could I refuse...? You're gonna have to let me go though, sugar...pretty hard to reach your cock with my mouth from all the way up here."
He sighed dramatically and pulled his hands off the other boy's hips with a reluctant roll of his eyes, but his grin was in place and he shook his head slowly. "Alright, then c'mon," he said with a playful chuckle, and he shifted into the blankets, running his hands through the other man's hair.
"Not even a pretense of being not-needy..." The incubus laughed again, and slid down Riley's body, much like the snake he used in his act. Judas pressed a kiss to Riley's stomach, felt it tense minutely under his lips; he laughed, softly, against the other man's skin before peeling away the puck's underwear.
And he supposed he could have just sucked Riley's cock down, immediately...but where was the fun in that? So he teased, pressing kisses to Riley's inner thighs, exhaling hotly over the man's skin, licking teasingly along his length...
Riley sighed. "I haven't got the patience to play cat and mouse," he said with a shake of his head and another of those breathless laughs, pulling the incubus's hair with his long fingers. His nails slid down the other man's shoulders and he sighed, his legs spreading slightly, his hips raising to meet those eager lips.
"You might not..." A kiss to the head of Riley's cock, and Judas's eyes grew wicked.
"But I do." A slow lick over heated flesh. "You came looking for me, baby...why don't you ask me real nicely...?"
Riley exhaled. If the incubus thought that he was going to beg he'd be sadly mistaken. But he did run his fingers more gently through the tousled hair and closed his eyes. "Please," he said simply, quietly. "Suck it so that I can roll you over and fuck us both senseless."
"That's the best I'm gonna get, isn't it...?" The incubus's eyes softened, at the gentler touch through his hair, and he relented, finally taking Riley's cock into his mouth. He'd not done this often, for the puck, but the few times he had he'd learned exactly where to press his tongue, exactly how to moan around the other man's length, to have Riley writhing for him...and he privately hoped the puck got dirty. He'd never heard such creatively filthy language, before he met Riley...
Riley groaned a bit at the contact and the clever press of tongue; he could prolong his own orgasm for a very long time if he felt like having a marathon fuck session, but he'd found a long time ago that such things worked much better with hetero couplings. Boys just lacked the stamina.
"Mmn..." Judas was, to be frank, quite incredibly good at this. He'd had more than a little practice, after all, and he worshipped Riley's cock, taking it down to the hilt. And his own cock twitched inside his briefs...
It was just so good, with Riley.
A low, soft sound of pleasure, his fingers carding through the silken hair again, and he lifted his hips the tiniest bit. "Oh fuck," he purred, remembering how the incubus liked dirty talk. "Your mouth's so perfect... your entire body's just made for this, to be the perfect partner... I could fuck you for days and never get bored of your cock."
Judas hummed his agreement around the puck's cock and let his eyes travel up the man's body. Privately, he thought that they very likely could fuck for days, the two of them...even if constrained by mortal stamina, Judas was still...well. The four-hour time limit between releases was often pushed to the very last second.
The blowjob was wet and dirty, and after a few minutes the incubus pulled off Riley's cock, cheeks flushed and lips parted in a little "o" of pleasure.
"Riley..."
"What?" he asked a little breathily, raising up on his elbows to watch that gorgeous face. He loved the pucker of those lips around his cock; it really was a face designed for blowjobs. He couldn't imagine Judas ever being satisfied with a female form, not with a body like his. He was made to be bent over double. "Tell me. Talk to me," he urged, his voice hoarse with desire, his pupils dilated.
"Want it..." The incubus's voice was breathy, and he licked slowly over the head of Riley's cock. The first time they'd fucked, there'd been a fight for dominance, for control, for who would be fucking whom; now, Judas didn't even bother. He knew the puck would win, in that regard...
But Riley had still sought him out. The puck could have gone to anyone to get his rocks off, and yet Riley had chosen to come here...and that meant that the incubus was still in control.
The thought made him smile, inside.
"You know I want it..." A kiss to the underside, and Judas let the weight lie along his cheek.
"Want your cock, more than this...mmn...know you want it, want to feel my ass squeezing around you just right, better than anyone else ever could..."
Well. Not better than -anyone- else, Riley's brain thought of its own accord, but he was smart enough not to voice that. He'd had countless scores of loves over the eras, and the incubus was unique only in that he was literally a hormone machine, built for the release of sexual energy. And it energized him in a way that was truly inspiring to the puck. Riley couldn't really resist much longer, and his fingers tightened in Judas's hair. With a laugh he rolled the other boy, both of them flipping on the bed, Riley ending up on top with their heads at the foot of the bed, their feet near the pillows. He kissed Judas ravenously, his fingers seeking out the incubus's cock through his briefs.
The incubus cried out into that ravenous kiss, his own fingers dragging lines down the puck's back; his hands found Riley's ass and dug into the firm flesh there, pulling Riley down as his hips arched up.
"F-fuck..." The word was a hoarse groan. "Fuck, Riley..."
He ground his own hard cock against the incubus's for several long seconds before his fingers moved again, this time up to Judas's mouth. He dragged his fingertips over the plush lower lip, then held them in offering. "Suck," he murmured.
"Yes, sir." The incubus pulled Riley's fingers into his mouth with a deft and very skilled tongue, sucking and teasing over them exactly as he'd done with the puck's cock. Now that Riley had turned him on, the pheromones were flying thick and fast...even the fae himself wouldn't be immune to Judas's desire, as the incubus's hips continued to work up into Riley's and he groaned around the other man's fingers.
When Riley withdrew his slicked fingers, it was only to drop his hand low enough to tease at Judas's entrance, his fingers playing over that coveted ass. His mouth sought the other man's again to suck and kiss and bite, claiming, hungry, and he worked his way up and down Judas's shoulder and throat as his fingertips eased their way inside.
"A-ah! R-Riley, oh fuck..." Judas's hips arched, into Riley's hand, and he made a muted noise of frustration; writhing on the bed, he managed to get his underwear off and kicked away, and he tilted his head to the side to expose more of his throat. Gods, he wanted it, rough and hard and dirty, and he knew the puck would give it to him right...
Judas's moaning only made Riley want to do it faster and harder, and he pushed his fingers in deeper until he was buried all the way inside. He bit the incubus's neck, sucking hard enough to leave a mark before kissing it to soothe, his breath low and steady, his voice husky and full of amusement. "You want me to fuck you, Judas?" he whispered. "Do you like how I fuck you?"
"Oh fuck you, Riley..." The curse was breathy, and the incubus glared up at the puck above him. "You know I do, and that's what you fucking came here for...so just do it..."
His hips arched up again, trying desperately to get those fingers deeper in him...it wasn't enough, he knew it wasn't enough, he needed more...
"Please!"
Judas wasn't above begging, if it'd get his partner off.
Riley laughed, delighted at the incubus's frustration, and he bowed his head to kiss his lips almost delicately. "Now, now," he breathed. "Patience, love." He withdrew his fingers, then smirked. "I'm not sure you're quite ready yet... onto your knees, then. On all fours," he murmured, pushing Judas back a few inches, raising up onto his own knees. His cock was rock hard, curving up toward his belly button; he was naturally quite gifted, and the man talked about his dick like it had a resumé and a bucket list.
"God, you're an absolute rat-faced bastard..." Judas rose up willingly enough, his own cock aching; he wasn't quite as...endowed as Riley, though he was nothing to sneer at. Arranging himself the way the puck wanted him, he looked over his shoulder at the other man...and there was no hiding the need in that gaze.
"I'm fucking ready...I swear I am..."
"We'll see," Riley said simply, and he lowered his mouth to kiss the sinful curve of a shoulderblade. His lips traveled lower, tracing the angles of the incubus's spine, and his tongue extended to trail over that last little dip above that spectacular ass. There was no hesitation before his tongue replaced where his fingers had been only moments before, his hand wrapping around to grip Judas's cock from beneath to stroke it in time to his licks.
"Aaahfuck!" The incubus's cry was high and needy, and his forearms collapsed beneath him as he let out a low groan. God, this was so dirty, but it felt so good...
"F-fuck...ohfuck...Riley, fucking shit..."
Once you'd partied with Caligula and gone to a dinner party thrown by the Marquis de Sade, there was so little that could offend or shock anymore; Riley simply knew what felt good, and while some were too taboo to try it, he relished in blowing his lover's minds by any means necessary. He stroked the incubus a bit faster, then drew away, moving up higher on his knees and positioning his cock at that puckered entrance. A single thrust and the mixture of precum and saliva acted as the perfect lube to slide him several inches in.
Oh, gods...Judas cried out, back arching as he pushed himself further onto that glorious cock. Now that it was inside him, the incubus wanted more, needed more...
"Come on, Riley...! Fuck me!"
Riley was one to oblige, for sure; he pushed deeper into Judas, then began to fuck him in earnest, hard quick thrusts that plunged him all the way in. His arm wrapped across Judas's midsection to keep his back pressed into Riley's belly, the two men on their knees and Riley fucking him hard and quick.
"Y-yes, fuckyes, ohgodfuck, fuck!" There was something that was, to Judas, unexpectedly intimate about being fucked like this. The incubus's head fell back onto Riley's shoulder, and his hands pressed against the arm around his stomach...
"C'mon...c'mon, baby, fuck me like a whore..."
"You are a whore," Riley snarled in response, a call-and-answer known since the dawn of talking dirty. "You're a filthy whore, begging for my cock like this, aren't you?" He licked up the length of Judas's throat from behind, nibbled his pulse point. "You want to feel me cum inside you, hm? Or do you want me to pull out and--- aah, gods, that's... mmmm!--- and cum all over you?"
"Nnnnhshit--" Judas's fingers clenched against the puck's forearms, the incubus's breath coming in desperate pants. "God, you're filthy, fuck...bet you wanna see it, don't you, see your cum all over my skin, nnn...bet you'd like that..."
"Mmhm... paint you... show everyone who you belong to tonight," Riley growled, thrusting harder into Judas. "Ought to make you go out without showering it off... reeking of sex..." He sucked on Judas's neck and collarbone, arching his back to drive deeper and hit that perfect spot inside him.
When he did, Judas cried out, an almost animalistic sound; his fingers clawed over Riley's arms, and his body arched back into the puck's. "Fucking...do it, then, do it, I--oh god, gods--I'll walk 'round the damn fairway smelling of you, I don't care, oh fuck!"
Riley was quite sure that anyone near their trailer would be able to hear them, and he didn't mind one bit; it did his ego and his reputation proud to know that he had the incubus shouting for him this way, begging him for it. Riley angled himself to keep hitting that spot, the telltale tensing around his cock telling him that he was doing it right.
"Filthy fucking bastard, fucking impale me on it, yes..." Judas lifted a hand, to tug Riley's face down to his and capture the fae's lips in a searing kiss. His other hand laced fingers with Riley's, tugging the puck's hand southward...
Riley allowed his hand to be pulled until he was stroking Judas hard, jerking the incubus off as he slammed deep into him. The bed was bouncing alarmingly beneath them and he felt sure they were one reverse-cowgirl away from a broken bedframe, but he couldn't have cared less.
"Yesyesyesyes--" Judas's words dissolved into a string of near-incoherent filth as he shuddered and twisted against Riley. He hadn't had sex in a few days anyway...but this, this was fucking amazing.
Riley was getting close because he was allowing himself to do so; he was thrusting hard into the other man, a quick jackrabbit rhythm and the friction was delicious. He moaned appreciatively, throwing his head back... his hand pistoning up and down, and the bed creaking under their knees.
"R-Riley...shit, Riley, I'm g-gonna fucking--oh, god--gonna fucking lose it..." Close, so close, just a little more, just a little; Judas was skirting that blinding-white edge before release, heart hammering in his chest. It was better, the longer he could hold it off...just...gods...!
The incubus's cry was sharp and broken as his body tensed, muscles clenching down around the puck, body shuddering and jerking against Riley's body; he'd wanted the fae to come first but...ah, well. He wasn't one to deny himself overmuch, not if he didn't have to...
The hot spill of come over his hand, those frantic cries, were all he needed, and Riley threw his head back again and cried out, a hoarse and low shout as he spilled deep inside the incubus. A final hard thrust before he pulled out, the remainders of his come hitting the young man across the ass and thighs, glistening in the trailer's lighting, and the puck rocked back on his knees--- only to hear a particularly loud, sinister-sounding crack of wood and suddenly both of them dropped several inches.
"Ah--!" Judas pitched forward on his hands when the bed dropped, a startled sound pulling itself from him; his mind was still reeling, but he found himself beginning to laugh, a low, breathless sound. He collapsed to his stomach and the bed creaked alarmingly, which only made him laugh harder...
"Hah...hahaha...oh fuck...hahaha..."
Riley was stunned when the bed snapped under them (had he put on weight? No, surely not, it must've been a shitty bed to begin with--- and what a ridiculous irony, an incubus who spent a good portion of his week getting fucked, having a shitty bed!) and his facial expression was near comical; shock on the heels of such a good orgasm made for an interesting combination. He began laughing too when he heard Judas, shaking his head and running his hand through his slightly-disheveled hair.
"You...asshole..." Judas was still laughing as he rolled over onto his back, eyes full of mirth when he looked up at the puck. "You fucking...broke my bed. How'm I supposed to explain to Arkady...haha...jesus christ..."
"You can get a futon or something, I think even a goddamn day bed is a step up from whatever you were on. What the fuck was that, a piece of plywood with a blanket on top?" he scoffed through his own laughter, and he rolled to settle against Judas, making sure that the other man was in the wet spot. It was his bed, after all. He'd worked harder, and thus he'd earned the dry spot. "Arkady should understand that you're a whore. Is there even blood in there or is it all come?" he teased, poking at the veins in Judas's wrist.
"Mmm, it's blood, you jackass." Judas laughed again, and poked Riley in the side. "And it was a good bed! Just...kinda old. Hence you breaking it with the furious power of your cock."
"My cock has been known to destroy things before," he agreed, lazily trailing his fingers over his neatly-groomed pubic hair. "It's like the Godzilla of genitals, I presume. Destroys cities, marriages and futures in one fell swoop."
Judas let out another whuff of laughter, at that, and shook his head; his fingers idled over Riley's thigh, and he looked up at the puck with half-lidded eyes. Sometimes, he wished the man was more touchy after sex...the incubus couldn't help it, he liked to cuddle.
"Feel better, baby...?"
"Less tense," he agreed, then saw that restrained puppydog look on Judas's face and heaved a sigh. "If we're going to do this, then I at least want to be the big spoon. That way I can escape without having to wake you up if I get bored."
"Mmm, so good of you to indulge my totally awful and completely unfounded love of snuggling a devastatingly attractive puck..." The incubus's lips quirked, but he willingly slid up next to Riley, turning on his side so that his back once again pressed against the other man's chest.
"I know, I know, it'll kill you..."
"It might. You're sticky and we smell like come," he sighed, but he draped his arm obligingly over Judas's chest from behind and nestled his chin into the hollow of the incubus's shoulder. "I'm only doing this, by the way, because you just called me devastatingly attractive. I'm rewarding you for speaking the truth. I just didn't have any candy on me."
"Mmm..." The incubus made a sound of assent, and his eyes drifted closed as his fingers laced with Riley's. "Don't worry, I won't make you cuddle for too long. After all, we both have jobs. Can you consent to half an hour of snuggling, after which we both go our merry way?"
"Yes. Do you have an egg timer?" he asked, only half-kidding. He half-closed his eyes, trying to relax, his heart beginning to calm down in his chest.
"I'm sure we can wing it..." Judas sighed, loose-limbed and content in the puck's arms. Riley might be doing this only as a favor to the incubus, but...Judas needed it, a little. He'd let Riley escape without it before, because he knew the puck hated blurring boundaries, and it wasn't like Judas was falling in love with him or anything. God, no. Neither of them were like that, and he knew it.
It was just...sometimes...he needed this.