The tension between them was palpable. Braylon's heartbeat quickened, and Eryx, holding him close, could feel it. What had made Braylon so nervous? Eryx wondered, oblivious to the fact that he was the cause of it all. Their bodies pressed together as Braylon tried to get up, but Eryx kept pulling him back.
"For fuck's sake, let me go, Eryx. We've got so much work tomorrow. I'm already exhausted from the long trip. Stop irritating me," Braylon groaned in frustration.
He took a sharp breath, annoyed. Ever since he gave birth to Alan, his body had been weaker, especially after long journeys. Fatigue hit him quicker, and sometimes mood swings followed. He was used to it by now, knowing his limits, unlike Eryx, who stubbornly refused to let him go.
"It's been more than three years, Braylon… Even though I'm angry at you, I can't control myself when I'm near you. I don't want to let you go. I'll make you feel pleasure beyond what you ever felt with your wife," Eryx whispered, his voice thick with emotion.
Without warning, Eryx lifted Braylon into his arms in a bridal style, carrying him toward the bed. Braylon was stunned, still reeling from Eryx's misunderstanding about his non-existent wife. Eryx had no idea about the truth, and while Braylon knew he had to clear things up, now wasn't the time. He didn't have the courage to explain everything, not yet.
Eryx gently laid him on the bed and hovered over him, his presence making Braylon suck in a sharp breath. Eryx's aura was overwhelming, drawing Braylon in, making him feel like he couldn't resist. A part of him wanted to give in completely, to let Eryx ruin him, but his mind was still swirling with conflicting thoughts.
"Eryx… you should go… we have work," Braylon said, avoiding eye contact as he tried to get up from the bed. But Eryx wasn't letting him go so easily. He pushed Braylon back down and pressed his palm firmly on his shoulder, unwilling to let the moment slip away. It didn't matter that they were in someone else's home; Eryx's desire to claim Braylon was overwhelming, a need fueled by years of bottled-up frustration and pain.
"Tonight, let's just sacrifice your sleep, Braylon. I can't hold back anymore," Eryx murmured, his voice low and raspy.
The sound of Eryx's voice sent a shiver through Braylon's body. This wasn't the same Eryx from before—the one who would have listened to reason. His absence had changed him, perhaps more than Braylon had anticipated. That deep, raw hunger in Eryx's eyes made it clear he wasn't about to back down.
Before Braylon could speak anything, the clothes he was wearing were already on the floor. Eryx took off his bathrobe, leaving himself completely naked. Braylon gasped. His eyes almost popped out when he noticed the boner of the man who was already hovered over him. He just ejaculated. How come he again got a boner? He was utterly speechless.
"Yo… You pervert…" Braylon blushed. The next moment, Eryx caught Braylon's lower lip between his lips. Tugging in more, he started to suck and taste the sweetness of his love. Who would refuse the heat right now? Braylon gave up on struggling and started to enjoy the steamy moment of the night.
His fingers found their way to Eryx's hair, pulled him closer, and gave him better access to devour his mouth fully. Braylon moaned in between the kiss. That was enough to push Eryx's tongue inside him.
Sucking and nibbling of the tongue also took place at that time. Their saliva dripped in their corner making it lewd in every way.
"Fuck, Braylon... Why are you so hot even now? you are more like a girl... I doubt that you really fucked a girl and made her pregnant," Eryx mocked him when he parted his lips from him. Braylon was gasping hard to catch his breath, filling his lungs with oxygen.
Who wants to hear these kinds of words right now? Braylon pulled Eryx into a kiss again, not giving any shit about what Eryx said just now. After all, he neither fucked any girl nor made her pregnant.
"Drop your words now. I have my patience too. finish it soon. I need to sleep," Braylon talked near Eryx's ears making Eryx's heart boom.
When did he learn to talk boldly? But it was kinda hot though. Being submissive all the time would definitely be boring for Eryx. Eryx's hand trailed down and reached Braylon's thighs.
Rubbing and stroking his thighs while his mouth was dominating him, eating him like there was no tomorrow, Braylon found it hard to breathe under Eryx's dominant kiss.
His skin was sensitive to Eryx's touch. Eryx left Braylon's mouth after a few minutes of eating his lips out and went down to explore all over Braylon's body. He nibbled on his neck, throat, and collarbone, leaving noticeable marks on him that could remain for more than four days.
sucking and biting his skin, he went down to Braylon's Adam's apple. When his wet tongue touched Braylon's Adam's apple, Braylon quivered hard. It was his soft spot though. He could feel goosebumps all over his body. What made him breathless for a moment was when he felt a cold hand around his hardness.
yeah, Eryx was stroking, pinching, and teasing his little buddy while painting Braylon with his wet kisses.
"Look at your hardness, You are releasing pre-cum already, Braylon. You know how to seduce me," Eryx sat back on his knees, leaving the needy person empty and enjoying the view of the mess he made just now. The marks he left on him clearly indicated that Braylon belonged to Eryx only.
Who dared to approach him in the future? but it was pointless jealousy or you could say that it was an ego. Eryx started to stroke Braylon's cock more, making Braylon cry out in pleasure. Braylon closed his mouth to suppress his whining sound.
His every single nerve was like he was going too submissive to the person who was ruining him right now. He didn't care about being ruined by him.
Braylon wanted that. He craved his touch. He wanted his Eryx to fuck him, fuck him until he collapsed on the bed but today wasn't the right time. They came for the investigation. He needed to control himself.
The one who was sitting in between Braylon's legs could not be controlled. After all, he had been in his control all the time. Braylon flinched, indicating that he was at his climax. He released on Eryx's hand. Eryx smirked at his love who was panting hard and catching up his breath right now.
"You come a lot. It's okay. Since there was no lube here, let me use yours," Eryx was the only one speaking all the time. Braylon didn't utter a word. Spreading Braylon's legs even more, Eryx touched his hole with his finger which was already painted with Braylon's cum. He entered his finger inside of him, making the latter quiver.
"It's been 3 years. please be gentle," Braylon breathed out his words while Eryx's lips were plastered with a dirty smirk. Braylon could not assume what kind of mood Eryx was in. Sometimes, he talked like a pervert. The next time, he became cold. His mood swings were so obvious right now as if he was pregnant, absurd thoughts.
"I will try, but can't be sure," Eryx smirked once again. Added another two fingers, Braylon arched his back. Pumping in and out, Eryx was fucking Braylon with his finger. Soon, his orgasm hit him, and again, he came to his stomach.
Taking out his fingers, Eryx adjusted the hardness of his hole before he jerked his little buddy two times. He rubbed his tip on his hole and left him breathless.