We stumbled toward the nearest food stall—the glazed nuts one he'd mentioned before—and he spun me around, bending me over and pressing me down on the pile of glazed treats there.
Fuck. Yes.
I felt a few scatter and roll away.
"Looks like you'll be covered in sugar by the time we're done," Llewellyn said, leaning in and nipping at the nape of my neck. "I might have to lick it off."
…Fucking hell.
He pressed a wet kiss there, then opened the second vial and a moment later his fingers pressed in again. I dropped my head, shuddering.
Llewellyn's other hand reached out to the stall, picked up a few nuts, and inched toward my mouth.
"Open up," he said, and pushed a couple of glazed nuts in.
"…" How was he so good at this?! I made an embarrassing sound.
When he did it again, I chased his fingers, licking them clean.
Llewellyn cursed, dropping his forehead on my shoulder.
He opened the third vial, getting himself ready, but—
"Wait," I said, turning my head. "You said— I also want to see—"
Llewellyn had lined himself up and was rubbing himself against my opening now, making me shudder.
"Can I—" he groaned. "Just for a minute? Like this you look—"
He pressed just slightly, without pushing in.
…This was driving me crazy.
"Yeah. Fine. Do whatever you want." I gasped. "Just do something."
Llewellyn rolled his hips, teasing, but still not doing anything.
This absolute—
"If you don't do it in the next five seconds, I swear to—"
Llewellyn pushed in.
I moaned and dropped my forehead, holding myself up with my arms.
Fuck.
"You're so—" Llewellyn groaned. "I'm going to—"
"You can go faster," I said, shuddering.
Those potions were amazing. He really didn't need to slide in so slowly every time.
"Shut up," Llewellyn gasped, leaning down to press a kiss on my nape. "I'm trying not to."
He bottomed out and we both groaned.
Llewellyn reached around and popped more glazed nuts into my mouth, pushing them over my tongue.
I curled my tongue around his fingers, sucking them in, and felt him shudder.
He rocked into me slowly before picking up his pace, thrusting in hard.
"This is—" Llewellyn moaned—then cursed.
I was scrambling for purchase, glazed nuts rolling everywhere with every thrust.
"Llewellyn—"
He pulled out, flipped me around, and lifted me onto the counter, grabbing my hips and pulling me forward to the edge, before sliding in again.
"Better?"
I yanked him into a kiss, then took his shirt off and tugged him closer again.
"You taste sweet," Llewellyn said, biting down. "I bet you taste sweet everywhere now."
"..."
Well, he'd made sure of it!
That shouldn't have made my stomach jolt like that.
I let out a noise. Fuck, the new angle was perfect.
Llewellyn kissed me hard. My hands slid up into his hair and I tugged.
Llewellyn groaned, picking up speed. We were both panting now.
...Who else had a chance to safely indulge in something like this in a public space?! With no risks whatsoever?!
This was insane.
I wanted to do this against every surface here—every stall, every bench, every lamppost.
Llewellyn huffed out a laugh and kissed me.
"Where else?" he panted.
I groaned. His hand had closed around me and I was losing it.
"Wherever you want," I managed.
"Really?" Llewellyn said. "What about in a sports center? On the beach? Maybe in a hotel hall?"
"Yeah," I gasped—and came.
Llewellyn came shortly after, shuddering and chasing a kiss.
Yeah, this was the best.
...Somehow, before I could recover my wits, Llewellyn had pushed me against the closest lamppost and was indeed mouthing down my body, licking at the sugar all over.
Uh...
I tried to pull him up and into a kiss again, but as soon as I tried, his usual rope appeared out of nowhere and tied my hands above my head on its own.
"…"
"I'm not done," Llewellyn said. "There's more sugar."
!!!
"Come back here," I said with a moan, shuddering when he bit down on a nipple. "I want to kiss you."
Llewellyn hummed. He took his time giving his attention to the other nipple too, before mouthing his way up and kissing until we were both breathless.
"You're so—" Llewellyn said, just as I said, "What else do you want to do?"
"We could keep going here," Llewellyn said. "I could take you against the fountain. Into it, maybe."
Oh. Fuck.
"But," Llewellyn continued. "I want you in my bed."
I swallowed.
"I should probably shower first," I said. "I'm covered in sugar."
Llewellyn pulled back to look at me, still hovering close. His eyes were glazed over.
"You are," he groaned, kissing me again. "You are also hard again."
Well. I was.
"So are you," I shot back.
I guess I was so turned on my refractory period had halved, or… maybe it was just the Magic here.
"Yeah," Llewellyn said. "Maybe I'll take you right here against this streetlamp now."
I shivered.
"Do it," I said. "Come on."
Llewellyn kissed me, positioned us, and slid in again.
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After the next round, Llewellyn teleported us to his ensuite bathroom where we showered together, though… uh…
Fine, Llewellyn basically lifted me up and slammed me against the wall before the water had even had time to turn on properly; and after that we mostly just kissed and rubbed against each other until we both came again.
So maybe showering really wasn't the right term there.
Anyway.
Once we were done and in our pajamas, we made sure to teleport a sleepy Penguin and Lumos back, tucked them safely into Lumos' bed, and slid into Llewellyn's bed together, exhausted.
"Are you okay?" Llewellyn asked after a moment. "Did I overdo it?"
Uh?
"What?"
"With the… spitting. And the rest."
I snorted—and moved fast, pinning him.
Llewellyn looked at me, startled.
"Couldn't you tell through the bond?"
"Yes. But in the heat of the moment, it's easy to do things you'll regret."
This guy.
"I loved it," I said. "You can do it again if you like."
"Yeah?" Llewellyn said, shuddering a bit under me. "We just cleaned up," he groaned after a moment. "We should probably sleep and recuperate."
"I know," I said. "I just—"
I looked down at him.
"What?" Llewellyn said.
I wanted to kiss him, but also…
I swallowed.
Ah, I really couldn't say it.
"I—" Llewellyn started, but then didn't say anything.
We stared at each other. A moment later, Llewellyn pulled me down into a kiss.
We made out languidly for a bit, Llewellyn on his back, me on top, before Llewellyn tugged me to the side so I was back under the bedsheets, facing him. He covered us both then kissed me again.
…I liked this. I liked it a lot.
I mean, I liked what we'd done earlier too, but… also this.
"Sleep," Llewellyn said, though... his mouth found mine again. "Before we get pulled into something else and we're too sleep deprived to function."
I snorted. "Alright."
...Who'd have thought my life would get this good?