Who: Reza x Shane Where: Overlook When: May, part 3 Warning: NSFW
He pulled against that grip in his hair, just to feel the faint sting and resistance, and Reza cracked his eyes open to peer down at Shane. He couldn’t see his whole face with his head tilted back like that, but that heat in his eyes was enough. Reza scraped his teeth over his bottom lip, leaving it damp and flushed with arousal. “I want to be naked for you,” he murmured back, his cock twitching where it was trapped under fabric. It wasn’t just a line either -- he wanted to be bare and stretched out in the firelight, on display for Shane to do whatever he desired to him. Reza knew that Shane knew now that he wasn’t just some pretty face passing through his life, that his submission meant more than it did with ‘normal’ people. Reza wasn’t some helpless shrinking violet. He could burst Shane’s eardrums with a flick of his wrist, pummel his body with invisible waves that could incapacitate him. He didn’t want to do that, of course, but he could, just like Shane could set him on fire at any time. It was hot to think about in his current aroused state, for better or worse.
Oh Shane liked those words, without Reza's magic at hand they still sent little vibrations through his body, made his balls feel tight and heavy. "Good boy," he murmured, cupping Reza's erection through his underwear and giving it a little squeeze. "Stand up, show me," he added and released his grip for now, giving Reza space to move and do as he was told. He'd always liked to see guys strip for him and not in that seedy way they did in the strip clubs but like this; authentic, without the glitz and glamor and dollar bills everywhere. It was also infinitely hotter when the guy in question was into him too and not putting on a show for just another client, though Shane suspected he wouldn't know the difference with Reza, those bedroom eyes did him in every time.
It was funny how greatly the context could change words. Anybody else calling Reza ‘boy’ got his hackles up, but out of Shane’s mouth it gave him a thrill that made his cock tingle. Shane’s hand on said cock also helped, of course. Reza licked his lips again as he moved backward to stand up. He gently nudged the coffee table back a bit to give himself some room, then let his hands drift over his chest. He brushed his thumbs over his nipples a couple of times, his eyes trained on Shane, hips shifting a bit from side to side. Reza wanted to give him something nice to watch, so he took a moment just to touch himself before he let his hands slide down lower on his torso. He slipped one of them into the front of his pants to give himself a squeeze just like Shane had, then hooked his thumbs into both waistbands to start easing them down his hips.
Shane wanted to touch him so badly and without much thought he touched himself instead, popping loose the button of his pants to give himself better access to his growing erection. Reza looked fucking gorgeous there bathed in fire light and Shane let the fire build behind him, dance with him while he stared hungrily as Reza's slowly revealed more of his body. He tried to be mindful of not taking it too far, it would be so easy to lose control when he was so distracted but it made for a very pretty show, letting the flames occasionally lick outside the fire place, twirl a little before receding back to their more natural place. "I could eat you up," he murmured as he slowly palmed himself through his underwear and licked his lips.
Watching Shane react to him stripping was as good as being in Shane’s place, Reza was pretty sure. Or maybe he just loved that sort of rapt, aroused attention. It didn’t hurt that Shane was stupidly beautiful himself, and watching him tease his own cock was hot as hell. Reza could see the changes in the fire by the light in front of him, and feel the dancing heat on his back and then his bare ass and thighs as he pushed the rest of his clothes down. It was hard to make stepping out of pants sexy, but he at least managed to do it smoothly, and then he was fully naked in front of Shane. Reza let his fingertips stroke up his thighs and hips, then teased them over his cock. It stood proudly, stiff and flushed and so ready for more attention than just that light touch. “I’m here for the eating,” he said softly back. “Or whatever else you want to do to me.” Reza quirked a tiny half-smile.
Shane sat up straighter and pulled his shirt off before getting to his feet. He made quick work of stripping down, impatience coloring his actions more than he liked to show and then he finally closed the distance between them, pulling Reza in for a hungry kiss. He could have played it cool, taken his time, had Reza straddle his lap again and taken it slowly but that meant clothes were in the way and he honestly didn't have the patience for it, not tonight. Reza's mouth was divine and Shane took his time just kissing him, smoothing his hands over his back and ass, pulling him in close to his body. Whatever else he wanted to do to him, those words might have been playful but they really got to him, put all sorts of ideas in his head though by now they'd done most of those things already. He hadn't thought Reza could become more irresistible to him, but after tonight he was starting to realize that he was nowhere near done falling.
Reza practically had Shane’s body memorized now, but he always enjoyed the reveal anyway, even if it was rushed. Really, that part was hot too, like Shane was impatient to get hands on him again, to feel their bare skin pressed together. Reza certainly was impatient for it, but he waited where he was standing like a good boy. His arms came up to slip around Shane’s shoulders once he was close enough, and Reza let out a soft sound into the hungry kiss, more than happy to return it. Gods, he loved how Shane’s hands felt on him, just as hungry as his mouth, gripping and stroking in all the right places. The solid heat of his cock nudged against Reza’s hip was tantalizing, and after a moment of just kissing, he reached down to stroke his fingertips over that smooth skin. Now that Shane knew what he could do, Reza gave into the urge to flex a little, allowing his magical instinct to shape the sound in the air around them. He enhanced the soft background music a bit, and pulled in the crackling from the fireplace, weaving the two together like a tapestry of vibrations.
Shane smiled into the kiss when he felt the vibrations and he was glad he'd already felt Reza lose control or he might truly worry about what happened when this control slipped. It helped that he had his own destructive force to keep in check, one he never lost control of unless he was terrified and even then he wasn't so sure it was a total loss of control since it had thus far been pretty specifically aimed at the thing or person scaring him. In some twisted way it was kind of morbidly romantic to think of things ending that way, the two of them crushed and burned together in a fit of passion if things really went south. "Show-off," he whispered against Reza's lips but there was affection and awe there so the words held no bite. He could feel the sound waves affecting not just his body but the fire behind Reza and it made him want to let it loose, let it dance on those waves, flutter around them in the most dramatic lighting possible but he refrained, pretty sure he did not have the kind of control he needed to play like that with Reza's power in effect as well.
Reza planned to keep Shane thoroughly distracted, so keeping the fire safely contained was probably the right call. The accusation made Reza grin back briefly. “Shh, you love it,” he whispered back, his head starting to swim pleasantly. The vibrations affected him too, as did just letting his magic flow feely, all of it enhancing his arousal. Reza pulled his hips back enough to slip his hand between them. He caught both their cocks and wrapped his fingers around both of them, stroking lightly and enjoying how thick they both felt together and how hot Shane’s cock was. He wished there was a mouth down there for both of them, as much as he didn’t want to share Shane. Yet, anyway. Reza kissed him again, deep and slow for a moment, then pulled back enough to murmur, “So what do you wanna do to me?”
"Man, what don't I wanna do to you," Shane all but purred back at him and the vibrations felt good enough on their own, Reza's hand joining in on the action was driving him crazy. He leaned back to look around and somewhat wished they were in zero gravity so they could just float around and enjoy each other. It made him think of Reza's idea of heaven and he smiled as it made more and more sense to him. Only problem with being air was that there was no sex, unless the whole experience felt like sex. He liked to think it would. He let go of Reza and padded to the couch to drag a couple of the seats off, tossing them on the floor next to the fireplace. Sure, he could have dragged Reza to the couch but that wasn't where he wanted to be right now. "Get comfortable," he murmured as he pulled him close again, guiding him to sit down after kicking one seat closer to the other.
He watched Shane take the couch apart with a bit of amusement, guessing at his plan before he came in close again. It wasn’t quite a bearskin rug, but it was better than the hardwood floor under a bare ass, that was for sure. Reza grazed his hands over Shane again before he obeyed the urging and lowered himself to sit down on one of the cushions. He didn’t know exactly what Shane had in mind, but being down there put him on a perfect level to reach Shane’s cock, and Reza didn’t hesitate to lean in to nuzzle at it and give a few soft, teasing licks.
It wasn't what Shane had in mind but it put a pause on his own plans because how could he push Reza away when he was doing that. He slowed down, ran his fingers through Reza's hair with an appreciative hum before pulling him closer. He didn't need any warming up at all but he wasn't about to say no to a quick blowjob before he got busy ravishing Reza's body. Every little lick seemed to mix with the sensations from the music and it was kind of tempting to just stand there and selfishly let Reza bring him to the height of pleasure. He wasn't used to being very passive during sex, though the temptation to indulge was pretty powerful with everything going on.
Reza was just going with the flow, and Shane didn’t seem opposed to some oral attention, so Reza leaned into it. He curled his fingers around the base of Shane’s cock and slipped the head of it between his lips, giving a low hum that he knew would vibrate all the way to Shane’s balls. It felt incredibly good not to have to hold anything back anymore, to fully give all the pleasure he wanted. Reza definitely wanted Shane inside of him sooner or later, but he enjoyed the pure giving part of it too, and Shane’s cock just felt good in his mouth, thick and pleasantly heavy. He swirled his tongue around all that hot, sensitive skin before taking more of it into his mouth and sucking with a bit more purpose, his dark lashes closed against his cheeks.
It was better than a sex toy, those vibrations felt so focused and effortless that Shane lost his bearings for a moment as he enjoyed the strange effect, his fingers tightening their hold on Reza's hair and a soft moan escaping his throat. Even without that magic Reza's mouth felt amazing and he let himself enjoy the attention for a little while, glancing down at him to enjoy the view too. "You're so distracting," he faux-complained, the words just a touch slurred more from the pleasure than the alcohol. "I'm pretty sure I had plans for you." He grinned because of course he still had plenty of things he wanted to do from here but it was still true, Reza kept fucking up his plans in the best of ways, throwing him off course and confusing the shit out of him.
He opened his eyes to look up at Shane, flicking the tip of his tongue against the underside of his cock since he couldn’t exactly smile with his mouth full. Reza gave him another good couple bobs of his head, then pulled off of it and sat back a bit. Smirking, he thumbed some spit off of his bottom lip and casually reached down to rub it over his own cock. “I’m all yours,” he murmured. “Just got a little hungry, is all.” He couldn’t just have Shane’s cock in his face and not suck it, right? What kind of lover would he be if he ignored that opportunity? Reza leaned back against one hand, the other still teasing his aching erection, eager to find out what Shane’s plans were.
Now Shane really just wanted his mouth back on his cock and he reached down to stroke it, watching Reza for a few seconds to take in that lovely view. Reza always seemed to know what little thing to do or the right position to take to get his attention and by now Shane didn't think it was always conscious on his part. He finally moved to kneel down in front of him, starting by stealing another deep and hungry kiss as he smoothed his hands up Reza's thighs. Reza wasn't the only one who was hungry, Shane wanted to taste him and tease him for a while before he fucked him but he very much intended on doing that too, he was just mindful of taking his time now, of letting this last.
Reza posed and vamped on purpose sometimes, but for the most part he just did what came natural to him. Shane being hooked on it just spoke to how much goddamn chemistry they had. Reza watched Shane come closer with heavy-lidded eyes, then gave a soft moan as their mouths connected again. He let go of himself to touch Shane instead, running his hand up one thick arm and shoulder to caress the back of his neck. Reza kissed him with slow hunger, giving himself over to wherever Shane wanted to take him next. As someone very in control of his life and himself most of the time, it was always a heady relief to let someone else take the reins, especially someone who had their mutual pleasure in mind.
Shane could almost feel that shift in Reza whenever they got close. He was strong willed and proud in subtle ways when they were out and about but he always seemed to melt a little when the clothes came off and it did all sorts of sweet things to Shane to pick up on it. He'd always enjoyed bodies, they were fun to play with, but he'd never been so damn addicted to one body in particular before. It did scare him at times but not now, not in the middle of it all with Reza's gift making the music feel like a physical touch, with Reza's mouth so pliant against his own. He broke the kiss after a while to duck down and kiss Reza's chest, nibbling lightly on his nipple and wrapping his hand around Reza's cock. Fuck he loved his cock, if he was more into receiving he could only imagine how good it would feel to get fucked with it, but it was beautiful and he was eager to get it in his mouth at least.
He loved being on either side of body worship -- giving appealed to his subby side and the part of him that was so into human aesthetics, and receiving ... well, that spoke for itself. Reza leaned back on his elbows to watch Shane’s mouth move over his skin, catching his bottom lip lightly in his teeth. He pulled in a sharper breath as he felt Shane’s teeth on his nipple, the tiny nub hardening instantly under the attention. Shane never failed to neglect any part of him, he seemed to make everything sensitive, and it was just another trait that had Reza hooked on him. Speaking of sensitive, the hand around his aching cock felt like heaven, and Reza hummed his approval as his hips pushed up a bit, his body already begging for more friction, more attention.
The simple reason why Shane didn't neglect any part of Reza's body was that he was infatuated with every part of his body. He loved exploring him with his tongue, the texture of his skin and how much softer and suppler the skin of his cock was. It was like silk against his fingers and Shane would never understand people who didn't like dicks - even if just a little. He loved the way he felt Reza's nipples responding to his nibbling, hardening so quickly with such little effort and it was easy to stop there for a bit and just toy with them while he lazily stroked Reza's cock. He wanted more though and before long he moved down again, playfully biting Reza right above his hip before taking his cock in his mouth, lightly teasing the tip with his tongue. He knew he was good at playing with bodies and there was really nothing like giving someone pleasure like this, it was something he felt like he could do for hours without needing much else. Just tease and touch and taste until whoever he was with couldn't take any more.
The soft bite on his hip made him twitch in a shivery way, and Reza grinned briefly before Shane wrapped his lips around his cock. He got another shiver, but the smile disappeared almost immediately, replaced by a slack-jawed expression as he watched. Shane’s mouth was lovely all the time, of course, but Reza thought it looked absolutely gorgeous with his cock in it. This was the only penetration he really got to have in this relationship, so he enjoyed the fuck out of it every time. Reza shifted his weight to one elbow to reach out and card his fingers through Shane’s hair, a groan bubbling up in his throat. His thighs and abs felt tight already, and he tried to make himself relax so he would be less tempted to thrust himself deeper into Shane’s mouth. It wasn’t easy with pleasure pulsing its way down into his balls.
The way the music was caressing his body felt faintly similar to being with two people at once and Shane hummed his pleasure as he took Reza deeper, imagining he really was touching him more than he really was. He'd enjoyed threesomes - and moresomes - in the past and when they worked well they were amazing but never really as hot as his imagination. This though, this worked pretty well for him, the light soundwaves like little vibrators against his skin, like someone playing with him while he greedily sucked Reza harder, fingers dipping down to play with his balls. He could feel that tension in Reza's body, the little shivers that went through him every time Shane's tongue hit a particular sensitive spot and a part of him wanted to see him through his orgasm before pushing for another one with other means.
Reza had never really let his magic loose like this while he was sleeping with someone -- he occasionally indulged when he masturbated, but never with a partner. His control had slipped a couple of times with Shane before, but this felt completely different. His mind was comparing it to being touched by more than one person too, as if that second person was just lightly stroking their fingers over all of his exposed skin. It made everything Shane did to his cock feel that much better. And Shane was showing him no mercy. “Fuck,” Reza panted, his hips twitching upward as his balls drew up tight. He flexed his fingers in Shane’s hair like a reflex, groaning louder as that pleasure got harder to manage. He really wanted to come with Shane inside of him, but goddamn did his mouth feel good.
Shane lived for those sorts of reactions. He'd been with some screamers in the past, people who faked it for some reason or another and he felt like he could always tell. This though, this felt so genuine, not putting on a show or trying to impress him by being vocal and sexy and without the trying, succeeding far better in doing just that. He had no mercy to give at the moment, Reza was right about that, the longer he went on the more he wanted Reza to come, to be boneless and whimpering by the time he fucked him. He always had the opportunity to ask him to stop but Shane liked to push it and he knew Reza did not mind in the least. His fingers slipped further between his legs, ghosting over his ass without entering before rubbing against his balls again. He repeated that a few times, each time pressing just a little more, like a promise of things to come without actually giving it.
He was teasing him on purpose, at least with his fingers, that much was obvious. They’d had enough sex that Reza thought Shane had a good sense of when he was close to orgasm, and he was definitely entering the red zone now. That mouth of his was just too damn good. Reza fell back against the couch cushion all the way, eyes closing, his other hand joining the first in Shane’s hair as his body started to tremble with effort, everything gradually tensing up. “God, Shane,” he panted, forcing his head up to look down at what his lover was doing to him. It looked almost as good as it felt, and Reza never got tired of watching that handsome face bob over his cock. “I’m gonna come,” he warned breathlessly. When Shane didn’t stop immediately, Reza knew that was what he meant to happen and he stopped trying to resist it. With a few low groans and flexes of his hips, he let that pleasure take over and pull him over the edge. His next cry was louder and more hoarse as his cock throbbed hard and he let go in Shane’s mouth.
As Reza's pleasure grew, so did the effects of his magic and Shane didn't feel nearly as in control as he wanted as the pleasure thrummed through him, bringing his own arousal to a fever pitch. He managed to keep his composure for the most part, grinning lazily once he'd swallowed down everything Reza gave him and licked him clean. He was a little breathless when he pushed himself up on his knees, running his hand over his own chest as he gave Reza a moment to catch his breath. "I'm not done with you," he told him, holding up a finger at him in warning as he looked around for the lube. "Don't you dare move."
Reza could feel the magic emanating out of him at a higher pitch, the music sounding almost thick in the air as his body emptied itself. The effect died down a bit as Reza came down from the high of his climax, his chest heaving as he tried to get his oxygen back up. He looked at Shane with hazy eyes, a dazed smile crossing his face. Reza felt totally boneless and weak now, there was no way he was going anywhere. “Not moving,” he murmured, stretching his legs out a bit. Okay so maybe he technically moved, but he wouldn’t be getting up for a while, especially after what he suspected Shane had in mind for him.
Reza looked content as a cat by the fire but Shane was riled up by now, so ready to fuck Reza and reach his own peak. He looked around and then let out a heavy sigh, running his fingers through his hair. "We're fucking idiots," he groaned. "We didn't bring any lube." He should have had little bottles of lube stashed around the whole house, in every damn room because he knew himself but he hadn't. There was one in the kitchen so he didn't have to run all the way to the bedroom but still. He didn't want to go anywhere at the moment. He held up a finger at Reza again, giving him a warning look as he repeated his last command with far more meaning this time. "Don't. Move." Another frustrated sigh and he leaned down to give Reza's thigh a quick bite before he started getting up. "I'm going jogging."
Oh right, the lube. Reza had thought about going to fetch it, but then he’d gotten all caught up in Shane’s fire work, and the conversation, and ... everything else. Oh well, Shane was going to get it, so whatever. It would give Reza a chance to come down a little further so hopefully his prostate wouldn’t be unbearably sensitive. The bite made him titter and twitch -- his skin was definitely still tingling with excited nerves. “Not moving,” he repeated, this time with a soft sing-song lilt to it. He grinned lazily and watched as Shane got up and hurried off. As soon as the other man was out of sight, he broke his promise and rolled over, stretching with a little groan. Reza settled comfortably against the cushions, his cheek pressed against his forearms, enjoying the warmth of the fire on his back and ass.
The rest of the house was currently nowhere near as cozy as the living room but thankfully Shane didn't get cold so the trek to the kitchen and back wasn't as much of a turn-off as it could have been. He returned within minutes to find Reza had indeed moved and while he looked completely delectable in this position, Shane still teasingly tsk'ed at him as he crouched down by his side. "I gave you an order," he murmured lazily as he smoothed his hand down over Reza's back and ass, giving one cheek a little squeeze. "Are you always this naughty?" He grinned, slowly moving to straddle Reza's thighs and pressing little kisses on his back before straightening up.
It had been a pretty calculated naughtiness, even though he’d genuinely needed to stretch, and Reza felt a grin spread on his face when Shane came back. “Only when it gets me exactly what I want,” he murmured, turning his head a bit more to peek over his shoulder at Shane. Reza relaxed again, smirking. “What are you gonna do about it?” He already liked where this was going, Shane’s weight lightly pressed against the back of his legs was nice and grounding, and he didn’t think he would complain if Shane wanted to slide right into him from back there.
That look on Reza's face was decadence incarnate and Shane took himself in hand, stroking himself to get fully hard again. The trek to the kitchen hadn't exactly been a turn-on but Reza was quickly making sure it didn't matter. It was almost like he'd never left now, fully slipping back into the mood as he thought of the things he wanted to do to Reza. He'd had some time to cool down which made this a little less fun but Shane knew he could still drag it out a bit, get him all hot and bothered again. "I'm not mad," he drawled. "But I don't think I can just let you get away with it." He rubbed Reza's ass again with his free hand, squeezing and then raising it to drop it with a loud smack. "You understand."
Reza liked to be spanked in only very specific circumstances, and this happened to be one of them -- playfully by a guy he was really into. The sting from Shane’s palm made him jump a little, but spreading warmth followed immediately afterward, and the noise of it sounded cool in the magic bubble he still had them in. Reza smiled reflexively, turning his head to brace his forehead against his folded arms as he tensed and then relaxed the muscles in his back. “I think I understand, but not sure if I quite got it ...” he murmured, the low words still making their way to Shane’s ears on the enhanced waves of sound around them.
Shane took a moment after the slap, grinning to himself as he felt something like an echo of the sound and the way Reza's voice followed made him feel that sweet drugged sensation again. He rubbed the spot where he'd hit him and let out a low chuckle, his eyes heavy lidded as he looked over Reza's back and ass. He was very tempted to just slip inside him right then and there but he smacked him again instead, letting go of his own cock for just long enough to get the bottle of lube and popping it open. "Closer?" he murmured and he was feeling so heady again, even his own voice felt good in the air and so he spoke a little slower than usual and let out another quiet titter.
He’d just had a lovely orgasm, but Reza still felt warmly aroused, the light pulsing of the music against his skin keeping his nerves sensitive and alert. He hissed in a breath at the crack of Shane’s hand against his ass, and gave a slow squirm as some blood rushed back into his cock. That tingle after the sting felt like sparklers under his skin. “Closer,” he breathed, the sound carrying to Shane’s ears like he’d whispered it only centimeters away. Reza felt overheated and stoned and so aware, waiting for the next touch, probe, or smack.
Shane swayed a little when the words reached him, it was so obviously not a natural sound, the way it carried to him like it was contained in a bubble that then popped right by his ear. Reza's whisper sounded almost ghostly and a small shiver went through him as he brought his hand down harder against his ass, then squeezed the sensitive skin again before moving to the other cheek, rubbing it slowly. "You have no idea what you do to me," he groaned a little under his breath, slick fingers finding his cock again and while he really wanted to fuck Reza, this made for a good start.
Reza’s body twitched, and he moaned as he got the most delicious little throb in his groin. The skin on his ass was heating up now in a way that had nothing to do with the fire, and he imagined it was getting a little pinker. He was getting hungrier for Shane to spread him open and fuck him, he could hear the lube and picture Shane’s glistening cock all too well. Those words made him moan again, and Reza’s hips rocked to push his slow-growing erection down into the cushion under him. “Will you show me?” he asked with a note of whine in his voice. “Please?”
Shane hit him once more, this time on the neglected side and his resolve to keep Reza waiting crumbled at that tone in his voice. He didn't bother preparing Reza this time, knowing he could take it with plenty of lube and slowness and in fact he knew it could be really hot to get fucked like that, let the cock work its own way in. "It would burn you up," he murmured as he leaned over him and it held so much more weight now that Reza knew what he was and what he could do and while Shane had no intention of really burning him, it was pretty telling of how he felt right now, like a rumbling fire, low burning, slowly eating up its prey. He pressed his slick cock between Reza's cheeks, let the tip catch the rim of his ass and pushed slowly but steadily inside him.
Those words did carry more weight now, and Reza felt like they settled right in the pit of his stomach in the hottest way. He couldn’t help but picture Shane surrounding them with fire right where they were, all of that bright energy crackling just inches away from his skin while Shane slid his cock home just like he was doing. His logical brain knew he would still get burned, but the basest part of him squirmed with hot want. Was it the appeal of power? The rush of danger? Just knowing Shane more fully? He didn’t know. It didn’t matter. All that mattered at the moment was the way Shane’s cock felt pushing into his ass. Reza groaned, helpless and long, and relaxed against that pleasure-pain as his body stretched open. He shifted his hips a bit to find the best angle, his stomach fluttering with good feelings.
"You take it so well," Shane murmured breathlessly and it felt so good to feel Reza's body slowly opening to him and squeezing him tightly, his body already tingled with all the good vibes and now the heat seemed to burn brighter right in his core, his cock and balls feeling pleasantly heavy and full. It still felt like someone else was in the room with them, running his fingers lightly over Shane's skin at random places, his hips, his thighs, his back. Sometimes it almost tickled when the vibration fluttered over more sensitive parts of him and he was quickly dropping back into a sweetly dark and drunken headspace. "I wanna tie you up sometime," he drawled. "Make you squirm for hours." He still hadn't tested Reza's limits and it was entirely possible he would reach his own before he could but curiosity was getting the better of him and Reza was so responsive to everything he'd done so far, it was hard not to let his imagination run away with him.
At the moment that sounded like divine torture to Reza, and the idea drew another low moan out of him. Without really thinking about it, he curled his fingers around his own forearms as if he was already tied up. That sensation of being so full was delicious, and it put pressure on all the right spots inside to make his cock feel throbby. He was half-hard again, the intense arousal starting to overcome that refractory period. He’d come so hard not long ago, but Reza could already feel another one brewing. He rolled his hips a little bit, grinding up against Shane to get the full effect of the thick cock inside of him. “Yes please,” he murmured. “Make me yours.”
Shane loved those words and he wanted to possess Reza in every way, hooked on those sounds he made when he was in the throes of pleasure and completely undone when those sounds were from too much of it. He rolled his hips slowly, stopping for a moment when Reza moved against him, then pushed fully inside of him, pressing his body down against his. "You're mine already," he whispered and despite it being so quiet it felt powerful in this strange sound bubble of Reza's. "But I'll happily take more." And so he did, rolling his hips again and picking up a steady rhythm as he bit into Reza's shoulder and smoothed his hand down over his flank.
With Shane’s body covering his back and that delicious declaration ringing in his ears, Reza really felt owned. He let out a helpless sound at the feel of Shane’s teeth against his skin, his fingers digging into his own arms. Shane’s cock was hitting in the perfect sweet spot, and Reza already felt fully melted into arousal, pent-up like he hadn’t come in days. His breathing felt heavy in his lungs and loud in his ears, mingling and dancing with the sound of Shane’s. In that position he was helpless to do anything but take Shane’s cock over and over again, and there was nowhere else in the world he wanted to be.
Shane loved this position. To be fair he loved a lot of positions for a variety of reasons but this one always felt possessive to him in ways others didn't quite capture and he hooked their legs together as his thrusts got harder. "I won't stop until you come again," he murmured in a tone that made it sound more like a threat than a promise, even if he wondered if he could even do that. Much like Reza he felt almost overwhelmed with Reza touching him in more ways than just physical and he hadn't felt this close to having no control in years. Normally he would hate it but it felt more like a drug he'd willingly taken than it felt like being stripped of his autonomy. And despite that feeling of sinking into a mindless bliss, he still had control over Reza's body, gripping him tightly and marking his slender shoulders with little bites.
Reza could still feel the sting from the slaps to his ass, that bright sensation pulsing every time Shane thrust and pushed against the tender skin. Gods, being fucked by him was always such a feast of feelings, both inside and out, it made Reza feel like he was nothing but a huge bundle of nerve-endings without a brain attached. He heard Shane’s words and they went straight into his balls, but he had nothing to offer back but helpless moans and grunts. It all felt so fucking good, he wanted it to last forever, and his awareness of time did slip for a while. Reza couldn’t miss the way his pleasure started to climb though, and he rocked underneath Shane as much as he could, pushing his ass up and back greedily as that heavy feeling in his core turned into more insistent pressure. He was going to come again, something he hadn’t been sure he could do, but if Shane kept it up it was definitely going to happen. “Don’t stop,” Reza panted. “Please ... fuck me ...”
Shane had no intention of stopping until he'd wrenched another orgasm out of Reza and he was hazily relieved that Reza wasn't actually asking him to stop. He had flirted with that edge of his own climax a few times already, taking a stupid amount of pride in his self control as he kept going without slowing down, keeping things intense and near overwhelming until he barely knew his own name or how long they'd been doing this. He grunted softly in reply, pressed down harder against Reza and wrapped one arm around his neck, pulling him in close in something close to a chokehold, more possessive than threatening. Maybe it was a small attempt at reining in control, he'd never lost it so completely during sex, not without actual drugs involved and he both hated and loved how Gone he felt. "Come for me," he said under his breath and he felt like Reza might not even have heard it if sound wasn't carrying so strangely between them, if he couldn't feel it resonating inside his very nerves along with the beat of the music and the thumping of their heartbeats.
Reza didn’t even feel human anymore, he was just a vessel for pleasure, a plaything to be used by the fiery man on his back. It was perfect and almost cathartic, completely giving up control of himself and becoming nothing but his basest desire. The way Shane wrapped his arm around Reza’s neck only amplified that feeling a hundred fold. Foolish or not, unrequited or not, he felt completely owned by this man and totally hooked on him. Shane often called him a drug, but he exuded the same addictive magic himself. The relentlessness of his cock and the way those delicious words vibrated in Reza’s ears made his pleasure spike, and his breathing got more harsh as he peaked. Reza shuddered hard under Shane, a strangled sort of cry escaping him while his hips jerked and humped against the couch cushion under him, his cock throbbing wildly. He felt some cum pump out of it, but the incredible pleasure was mostly internal, spreading through his core like a wildfire.
Shane had wanted to edge him or to post-orgasm torture him a little but as ever, Reza derailed any plan he had efficiently and swiftly and feeling his climax proved to be too much. It was almost painful letting go, he'd been riding this high for so long and holding back so hard, his climax felt like something coming undone inside him and all he could feel was purely physical, his mind blanking completely for a few long seconds. He moaned loudly as he came, pressing his forehead against Reza's shoulder, his body shuddering and his toes curling. Oh he was going to have to regain his control if he ever wanted to do all those things with Reza that he actually fantasized about doing and tonight was absolutely not the night for that. He gradually calmed down, still breathing hard and feeling boneless as he started relaxing on top of Reza, still now save for the occasional twitch. "Fuck," he whispered, the word drawn out and emphatic.
Shane coming with him just made Reza’s orgasm feel like it was never going to end. Those powerful pulses inside of him and the way he sounded ... fuck. Reza felt dizzy from it all even though he was lying down and perfectly secure with Shane’s weight pressing down on him. He relaxed slowly as Shane did, every muscle gradually loosening up until he felt like butter all over. It was a little difficult to take a full breath with Shane against his back, but even that felt good, like it held a certain security. “Yeah,” Reza breathed. As his blood cooled and everything came down, he slowly released the magic in the air, letting the sound around them fade back into normal.
"Fuck," Shane whispered again, then let out an unsteady little laugh and huffed softly. It took him too long to get his senses back but the magic fading helped a little. He pulled out slowly when his cock started softening and kissed Reza's shoulder before rolling off him and slumping down on his back next to the fireplace. "Oh my god," he murmured. "You're gonna be the very happy death of me." No complaints there, his body felt wrecked in the best way and he idly reached his hand into the fire, just because he could now without there being worry or questions and it was right there within reach. "You keep making me lose control."
Reza felt weak, like he couldn’t even move from where he’d been happily crushed into the couch cushions. In spite of the fire, the air felt cool against his back without Shane’s body on his, and Reza missed the pressure in a dim way. He would get more of it later, he felt sure. He turned his head to look at Shane, a drunken little smile playing on his face. He looked fucking gorgeous sprawled like that, especially with his fingers trailing through the flames. “I make you lose control?” Reza asked, his voice slightly hoarse from all of the moaning. “You always seem pretty in control to me. I’m the one losing my mind and giving my secrets away.” His tone was faintly amused and teasing -- when it came to the power play, Shane was always in control, but Reza liked to think he meant it another, deeper way.
Even without the magic faded, Reza's voice didn't fail to do things to Shane and the words were just icing on the top. He listened, a lazy grin slowly curling his lips. "Well shit, I'm glad I come off that way because damn..." Maybe he was in full control of Reza at the time, but his mind was reeling happily and holding back had never been this difficult before. He had a point about the secrets though, it was Reza who slipped up first and Shane was damn happy he had, things had gotten so much more intense today and there was a messed up part of him that wanted to tell Reza everything. It might have terrified him if he felt like he needed to act on the impulse and if he wasn't so completely relaxed at the moment but it was definitely something he needed to watch out for. He turned his head to look at Reza, then reached up to stroke the back of his hand along his back, thinking about how he was sort of touching two different elements at once though he couldn't physically feel it. "You've got more control than you think."
The soft touch felt good, and Reza soaked it in as he gazed over at the secretive fire-man who had somehow barreled his way into his life. He had no idea where all of this was actually going, but he couldn’t deny that he was enjoying the ride more than anything he’d been involved in in years. Reza summoned up some strength and pulled his upper body over enough to get an elbow on the floor. He leaned over to kiss Shane, making it long and a little lazy. He liked to think they both felt a little out of control because they were both getting crazy about each other. Maybe that was too hopeful, but Reza couldn’t help but feel optimistic when he was still humming with so many good feelings. “I do enjoy lending it to you,” he murmured after a moment, quirking a little grin. “What do you think about a shower and something funny on TV in bed?”
Shane didn't answer right away, taking a moment to just watch Reza and enjoy being boneless for a few seconds longer. It didn't take long before the floor just wasn't that comfortable to lie on anymore, especially naked, and he made a mental note of getting a rug or something for the living room so he could sprawl out in front of the fire more comfortably. "Yeah," he said belatedly, pushing himself up to sit and eyed the discarded clothing everywhere. It could all wait, he had no desire to get dressed just to walk through the house and if anyone caught a glimpse of them through the windows, well, that was their problem. He got to his feet mostly effortlessly though he stumbled a bit once he was up before finding his balance and offering Reza a hand up. A shower and a movie sounded like a good ending to a ridiculously perfect day but he had a feeling he wouldn't stay awake to see the ending. He didn't really care about that, as long as they picked something fun to watch, it wasn't important how it ended and he was sure there was some allegory there about his life. Enjoy the ride, have a few laughs and a lot of great fucks. Screw the ending.