Thread: Desperate Addiction (Ragnar & Shura)

Kris immediately regretted making the request, thinking that hed stay way too far out of line, his mind only snapping back to reality when the spoon fell on the expensive carpet with a soft thud. His first instinct was to apologize and retract the request, but despite his intentions his body refused to obey him, refusing to let his voice make any noise at all, when he finally did manage to make some noise it wasnt an apology or complaint, but a soft whimper of pleasure. Tipping his head back and parting his lips in hope of another wild kiss. The kiss however was fleeting and the disappointment was obvious in Kriss eyes. Pleading puppy dog eyes ready to anything to be allowed its bone, the teasing kiss had completely swept away his embarrassment and thoughts away, and it wasnt he saw the ice cream coated fingers that he remembered just what he asked for. Leaning forward and craning his neck forward like an animal trying to reach for a fruit hanging off a low branch, Kriss hands were placed carefully on Brads thigh, politely placed over one another and in a way that didnt feel too touchy. He was about to go in for a taste when Brads lips intercepted him, mewling a soft Uh before closing his eyes and accepting the kiss, feeling that wonderful slick leathery tongue invade his oral passage once more, his entire body was trembling with an amazing sense of pleasure from a mere kiss, his imagination living out its fantasy while his heated body was rewarded with a sensation that had been put off for far too long. He eagerly sucked and flirted with the invasive tongue, welcoming it with enthusiasm and running along both sides and bottom, getting a bit greedy and tasting Brads tasteless saliva that was a far better reward than any dairy product a five star restaurant could offer. Blinking with surprise, Kris looked over at the coated hands and then at Brads lips. Wanting nothing more than Brads lips, but also wanting to practice with the bulls fingers. Hed already received a rather heated reward upfront, so this time it was his turn to return the favor. Do I have to choose? he whispered shyly, unable to take one over the other. Submissive green eyes deep into the bulls eyes, pleading, thanking and promising him that the owner of the eyes would accept anything Brad told him to do. He shyly opened his mouth and quickly ran his slick tongue over his lips, coating them in a mixture of Brad and his own saliva before sticking out his tongue and leaning forward, trying to take the fingertips between his lips only to fail the first time and accidentally bump the cream coated finger against his lower lip. The cream rubbing against his chin and drooping down a bit. Ashamed of his failure, but not willing to stop, they green eyes continued to plead with him for pleasure. A soft small tongue curling beneath the bulls fingers and lapping the cream up gently like a kitten drinking a bowl of milk for the first time. Each time he retracted his tongue to collect the savory ice cream he inhaled and exhaled a burning hot burst of air that flowed over Brads hand. Cleaning the first finger, Kris moved to the second, this time wrapping his lips completely around the tip sucking cutely for a moment before pushing forward, actually standing up off his chair so that he could slide his lips over, and allow Brads fingers to enter deeper inside him. Sucking lightly while his tongue circled around the digit scooping up as much as it could, intensively going over the same spot several times before reluctantly pulling away and moving on to the next finger.