Devil to PayPart 9When we paused for breath, and he'd giggling, moved away from me a bit so that I could dispose of my rampant dick in a more comfortable position, I said, in as conversational a tone as I could muster, "so, how many men have you kissed, then, Lighe?" He giggled again. God, I loved that sound. "Um, none except you, dude!" "None?" I affected amazement. "And you were so fucking good at it, too." Fuck, I was getting harder, and his sweet, vibrant body twitching against my bare dick was driving me mental. "Was I, Sblom? Did I do it right?" He snuggled in, again, closer. I got harder. My breath was coming in short gasps. Any minute, now, I'd be coming. Fuck! What'd he think if I shot my bolt all over him? "Lighe, love - there is no right or wrong way to kiss someone. You just do it!" "Did you like, it, Dom?" "Yes, you dickhead, I loved it." "I've never touched anybody before, Dom, ...like that, I mean...so I wanted to get it right. Oh, I've kissed a few girls, and stuff, but...nobody for myself that is. Nobody I...loved...before". He loved...god...he was saying he loved...me. His head against my shoulder, his hand snaking down between us. I listened. No sound outside. It sounds crazy, but I had no thoughts about before. All I was thinking of was now and how much I wanted to be with him. I undid his zip. God, he was as fucking hard as I was! It sprang out of his jeans into my hand. He made a lovely gasping, swallowing, groaning sound into my neck, and I had to, I fucking had to, kiss him again. When I could breathe - "take me in your hand, love", I whispered. And he did. We were trembling so much, it's a wonder I could hold his in mine. His was...stunning, just like the rest of him. It was getting darker. The others wouldn't be out for much longer. Desperation made me rush. I needed to come. I needed - oh, I fucking needed to see, to hear, to feel him come. Our movements grew wilder, and he came into my hand with a sound I swear was never heard outside heaven before today, a sighing, yearning, loving sound, which, in itself was enough. I surrendered to it. "Fuck - Lighe!" I said. "Dom!", he said, and kissed me, again. He may not have had much practise - but my god - his kisses were something else. There was a rustling in the woods, and the sound of low voices. He sprang up, and mopped himself with the damp cloth, and then wiped me. I broke the English record for struggling into a pair of jeans in a state of post orgasmic weakness. Lighe took the rag out to rinse it in the stream. I lay there with a smug expression on my face. Yes! Yes! Yes! Billy came in first, and stared at my face, lit by the moonlight. I must have had "Yes, I did it with Lighe," written all over me. "You jammy bastard!", he breathed at me, grinning. I grinned back. "Fuck off, Boyd", I countered, graciously. My arse felt like it had been stung by a hundred killer bees, but my heart was singing. Orli came in holding his arm. "What happened?", I asked. "Cut it on a fucking broken branch", he said, holding it, carefully. His arm was wet, so he'd obviously washed it. "If you all keep this up, I'll have no fucking shirt left to cover my ass", commented Viggo, dryly. He tore another strip off his shirt, and bound the arm with it. He picked up a pot he had taken out with him. "Found some mushrooms and a few berries out there. Brought some back for you and Elijah. Where is he?" He handed me the pot. "Out by the stream", I said, not thinking. "No, he isn't", Viggo said, curtly. "I'd have seen him. Where the fuck is he?" He went out into the night. It was all but dark, now. There was no sound. Viggo came back in. All I could see was his shape in the doorway. He sounded worried. A sudden rustle made his tense shoulders relax. Lighe came in through the door. Viggo grabbed him by the arms. "Do not do that again, Elwood, otherwise I paddle your ass!" Viggo growled at him. Lighe stared at him, and Viggo let him go, shaking his head, and went back to sit on the bed I started breathing, again. "Where did you go?" I managed. "I went to do what bears do in the woods, Sblom. Ok?" He snuggled down beside me again. "God, next time I need to go, I'll make an announcement", he said, not a little miffed. "Elijah", Billy remarked, quietly, "We thought you were lost, mate. We were worried." Lighe thought about it. "Sorry, dudes! Never spent the night in a forest, before. What's this?", he asked, as his hand hit the pot on the bed. "Mushrooms, and a few berries, from Viggo", I said. I'd eaten my share. "Not that you deserve them, you brat!" I could hear Viggo's smile, even if I couldn't see it. "Thanks, Vig. Sorry!" Very humbly. He ate them, hungrily. Then... "Sblom?" "Yeah?" "I love you," - whispered. "I love you, Lighe," whispered back. We pulled the ferns over us, and settled into the dark, wrapped in each other�s arms. Nothing else mattered, for now. |