"I want you," Riven breathed, the words a soft tremor in the dimly lit room. Those three little words were like a sharp knife cutting all of Vaelorian's restraints.
"I'm yours to do with as you please!" Vaelorian whispered, his voice thick with emotion. He cupped Riven's face, his thumbs gently stroking the younger boy's delicate cheekbones.
"Riven, are you sure about this?" Vaelorian asked hesitantly.
"I wouldn't have said it if I wasn't sure about it, smartass!" Riven sassed, rolling his eyes.
For once, Vaelorian didn't mind his choice of words; he simply smiled.
"I know this is a spur of the moment thing, but I want you to be completely comfortable. So be honest with me, we can stop at any time, okay?"
Riven leaned into this touch, his gaze unwavering. "I'm sure, Vaelorian. I trust you."
For Riven, this was just another way to test his theories about the things he's allowed to do with this body, but for Vaelorian's it was a dream come through. His heart swelled with genuine happiness knowing that Riven trusts him.
Carefully, Vaelorian gently guided Riven to sit up on the bed. Kneeling before him, he took Riven's hands into his own.
"Do you know what to do?" He asked, and Riven shook his head, indicating he didn't.
"That's okay, I'll teach you," Vaelorian said bringing Riven's hands to his lips, kissing each knuckle gently.
Vaelorian moved closer and began by kissing Riven's head, between the eyes, the nose, and finally on the lips. The kiss was soft at first, then with increasing passion as Riven responded in kind. Their tongues met, a delicate dance that quickly grew bolder. Vaelorian's hands moved to Riven's shoulders, then down his arms, sending shivers through him.
"Tell me what feels good," Vaelorian murmured between kisses. "And tell me if anything doesn't."
That was going to be hard for Riven to tell because everything feels amazing!
As they continued to kiss, Vaelorian slowly unbuttoned Riven's shirt, his fingers careful and deliberate. He paused, looking into Riven's eyes, seeking confirmation. Riven nodded, his breath catching in his throat. Vaelorian continued, barring Riven's chest to the cool air. He lowered his head and pressed a soft kiss to the spot where Riven's heart is, then another, and another, each one sending a jolt of electricity through Riven's body.
Riven reached out and gently carded his fingers through Vaelorian's hair, pulling him closer. Vaelorian moaned softly, his hands now tracing the contours of Riven's torso. He moved lower, his lips following, until he reached Riven's belt. He paused again, looking up.
"May I?"
Riven's answer was a soft gasp and a nod.
Vaelorian released the belt and slowly unfastened Riven's trousers, his touch feather-light. He helped Riven ease them down, revealing his bare legs. What beautiful legs he has. Vaelorian's gaze lingered for a moment, admiration evident in his eyes.
When Riven was completely naked, Vaelorian leaned in to kiss him while his hand traced a line between his thighs and Riven stiffened.
"Easy, there. It's okay. Just breathe." Vaelorian spoke softly into his ear.
Vaelorian carefully leaned in to Riven, taking his time to ensure the younger boy was relaxed. He started with gentle kisses across Riven's chest, feeling him respond with soft moans. Vaelorian worked his way down, and Riven's dick tensed in anticipation.
"Someone's happy," Vaelorian said teasingly making Riven blush.
"Shut up and do it already!"
"You're so bossy!" Vaelorian replied with a smile before dipping his head and gently wrapping his lips around Riven's tip, and the younger boy moaned, taking slow breaths.
Vaelorian continued his exploration with careful and attentive movements. He was mindful of Riven's reactions—the way his breathing quickened, and his hips subtly shifted—adjusting his movement accordingly.
Vaelorian used his tongue to tease along the sensitive head, varying the pressure and pace to make sure Riven was really enjoying this. His hand accompanied his mouth, wrapping around Riven's shaft as he stroked him, all while maintaining eye contact for a moment.
Throughout, Vaelorian paid close attention to Riven's cues, ensuring he was comfortable and feeling good. He tried to keep his breathing steady. His focus was on Riven's pleasure, he was eager to make the experience as pleasurable as possible.
For Riven, this was truly magical. No one had ever sucked him off like this.
"How many times have you done this?" Riven asked breathlessly when Vaelorian removed his mouth from his dick, and the older boy smirked, wiping his mouth.
"Something tells me you will not like my answer no matter what I say," Vaelorian replied sheepishly.
"What, you think I'll be jealous?" Riven scoffed.
"Will you?"
"Will I what?"
"Will you be jealous?"
"Not in a million years," Riven said a little too loudly, and Vaelorian laughed, which only added to Riven's annoyance.
Vaelorian retrieved a jar of lubricant from his bedside table, his movements unhurried. He took some into his palm and warmed it between his hands before gently applying it to Riven's entrance.
"I'm going to take this slow, alright? Just relax."
He inserted a finger, carefully testing the waters. Riven tensed at first, but as Vaelorian continued, speaking softly and reassuringly, he began to relax.
After what felt like an eternity, Vaelorian added another finger, Riven gave a small gasp, and Vaelorian immediately paused.
"Too much?"
"No," Riven whispered. "Just… unexpected."
Vaelorian continued, his movements slow and deliberate, until Riven was completely accustomed to the sensation. Then, with infinite care, he positioned himself between Riven's parted legs and slowly entered him.
Riven gasped, a sharp intake of breath, and Vaelorian froze.
"I can stop," he said immediately. "We don't have to do this."
Riven shook his head, his eyes squeezed shut. "No," he whispered. "Don't stop, please!"
Vaelorian began to move, slowly at first, then with increasing urgency as Riven met his rhythm. He kept his eyes locked on Riven's, reading his body language, making sure he was still comfortable. He whispered words of encouragement and praise, telling Riven how beautiful he is, how good he feels being inside of him.
Finally, they reached their peak together, their bodies convulsing in a shared release. Vaelorian collapsed against Riven, his breath coming in ragged gasps.
After a few minutes, Vaelorian carefully withdrew and pulled Riven into his arms.
"Are you alright?" he asked, his voice full of concern. "Did I hurt you?"
Riven nodded, exhausted but content. "I'm okay," he said, his voice hoarse. "That was…amazing!"
Vaelorian smiled, relief flooding his face. He kissed Riven gently on the forehead. "I'm so glad," he said. "I was so scared, I thought I hurt you."
He held Riven close, stroking his hair and whispering soft words of comfort and affection.
"You were incredible, Riven. Thank you for sharing this with me."
"Ugh! You're polite and proper! It's so lame and annoying, but I like it!" Riven said lightly Vaelorian couldn't help but laugh.
They lay in each other's arms for a long time, savoring the afterglow of the lovemaking. Vaelorian continued to stroke Riven's hair and the latter didn't mind it one bit!
"Still don't wanna tell me how many boys you've been with?" Riven suddenly asked and Vaelorian raised his brows.
"I'm honestly worried about the kinds of things you think about daily."
"What does that have to do with my question?"
"Don't ruin the moment, Riven.
"Oh, now I'm ruining the moment because I wanna know how many boys you've fucked, Your Highness?
"Oh for God's sake, will you stop obsessing over that?
"Why won't you just tell me? Are there so many that you can't even count them?"
"There aren't any because I haven't been with anyone!" Vaelorian finally said. "There! Are you happy now?"
"There's no way that's true!" Riven exclaimed after a pause.
"What? You're no longer impressed by my performance now that you've found out you're the first person I've been with?" Vaelorian asked sarcastically.
"No, no! That's not it!" Riven replied retrospectively.
"Then, what is it?"
"I'm saying you were too good for this to be your first time!" Riven said and then he gasped with his hand on his mouth when he realized what he'd just said. "Don't smile! That was not a compliment!" he scolded Vaelorian when the older boy beamed with a bright smile.
Vaelorian stretched and lay back down with a satisfied smile.
"I said don't smile!" Riven yelled, trying to get off the bed, but Vaelorian sprang up and dragged him back down, and wrapped his arms around him.
"Tell me how good I was again, Riven." Vaelorian whispered huskily and Riven's body reacted involuntarily.
"Shut up!" Riven sassed making Vaelorian chuckle before sighing in content. With his face buried in Riven's neck, Vaelorian hugged him closer inhaling his scent.
"You were incredible too," Vaelorian said gently after a while as he kissed Riven's neck, his face still there, and the younger couldn't help but smile.
Riven has been very cautious about what he could and could not do with this body. Now that he has confirmed the owner doesn't mind him having sex with Vaelorian, he plans to make the most of it. This was too good for him not to try it again.
Perhaps this is the owner's way of rewarding him for all the good work he's been doing.
After a while of lying in each other's arms, Vaelorian pulled back slightly and looked into Riven's eyes.
"Are you hungry? Thirsty? Do you need anything?"
Riven smiled. "I have exactly what I want right here, Your Highness," he said cheekily, snuggling closer into Vaelorian's embrace.