This chapter does contain mature themes mainly later on, please take caution if you are not comfortable with mature content especially ones containing sex and violence/roughness in these scenarios
"I'm not tiny, you're just big"
That was the last line Ashton got out before Wren had grabbed his jaw roughly, bringing it close to his face. "You wanna see big, little one?"
Ashton couldn't help prevent the soft noise that left his throat, he wasn't sure what it was but he knew it wasn't at all cocky or confident like he had been before. He went to respond, only to have his words cut off by a large hand in his hair, gently gripping it. He let out shaky breaths as he tried making eye contact with the older male.
"I just…..uhm..I mean.." Ashton stumbled over his words as he quickly looked away from the others eyes. They held a dark hunger to them, the kind he had rarely seen directed towards him. He felt a kind of heat in the lower half on his body that he only felt when he was by himself at night.
"It's easy. Yes or no?" Wrens voice sent shivers down Ashton's spine. It held a tone of something he hadn't heard from someone in a long time. Pure unfiltered need.
He wasn't sure of it was the proximity or the warm summer air seeping into the house but he could feel his body overheating. With shaky hands, he placed them on the other man's bare chest, climbing into his lap, straddling his thighs as he pressed his forehead to the others. "Yes.."
That was all Wren needed before kissing the smaller male. His hands rested under the others thighs as he stood up and walked them upstairs, heading towards his own room. But Ashton knew Wrens room wouldnt be a good choice since it was next to Sages and Roxie's shared one. He didn't want to wake the two women up if they were even asleep.
He moved his mouth next to the others ear. "My room…." A low grunt left Wren as he walked down to the end of the hall pushing the door open with his knee and shutting it with his bare foot once they were in.
He gently set Ashton down at the bottom of the bed in the edge. He layed him back as he brushed his nose across the youngers soft skin, his warm breath fanning across the cold flesh, leaving goosebumps in its wake.
The room was quiet besides Ashton's quiet soft breaths and gasps as Wrens hands brushed across his body over his clothes. Sure, Wren was horny and determined but he still wanted to be gentle. He didn't know if it was Ashton's first time and he didn't want to embarrass him with the question. But the question was quickly answered as if the other could read his mind.
"I…um I've done this before it's just…been awhile" His voice was low as his eyes fluttered open, meeting Wrens lighter ones. A deep, rough chuckle left his throat as he tilted his head to the side, running his lips across Ashton's neck. There was a moment their bodies stilled as their eyes locked. Ashton initiated the kiss this time. Arms snaked up to wrap around Wrens neck as their lips locked and eyes fluttered closed. The silence in the room became absent with the presence of heavy breathing and rustling sheets as they slowly made their way up the bed.
Before any clothes could come off Ashton pulled back a little. His breathing shaky and rough. He cleared his throat as he looked Wren in the eyes. "I..I think you should know something before we continue.." He paused, uncertainty clear in his eyes. Wrens eyes softened as he leaned forward, cupping Ashton's face. "Tell me" He took a small breath, closing his eyes tightly before opening them again. "I'm…I'm not exactly a guy.." Wren looked confused for a second, leaning back a bit to look over him. "You sure as hell look like one" He let out a small laugh followed by a soft one that escaped Ashton. "I mean..I wasn't born one. I…I don't have like..a dick and a normal chest.. I was….." He trailed off as he became nervous, teeth digging into his bottom lip as he looked away. Wren put a finger under Ashton's chin and used another to pull his bottom lip from his teeth.
"Look at me, little one" Wren got his attention with the pet name and gentle action. "You are a guy. I don't give a shit what you have. You're more man than most cis men I've met. You're a good person. I really couldn't give much of a fuck about anything else besides that." The words hit Ashton like bricks, in a good way of course. Before either of them spoke anymore he captured the other man's lips with his. Wren laid him down on his back, head on the pillow as he used one hand to cup the others cheek and used the other to wrap one of Ashton's legs around his waist.
He pulled back for a second to ask him a quick question "Rough, soft, or somewhere in between?" Ashton attacked his lips after that question, only pulling back to quickly answer. "I wanna find out how your body reacts to mine, screw everything else." With that the scene unfolded. Wren brought his hand up from Ashton's cheek to tangle in his hair, gripping and pulling it as a low growl left the older man's throat. For whatever reason that turned Ashton on more, both the hair pulling and growl.
Ashton's hands were busy too. He was scratching teasing lines across Wrens back and down his biceps. Their lips locked in a dance for dominance. Wren and Ashton knew who'd win but they played the game together anyways.
Hands gripped, pulled, and scratched as they grinded on each other and moaned into the others mouth. When Wren pulled back so they could catch their breaths and groaned from the stinging that the other left on his skin. Ashton let out a breathless giggle as he squirmed to move away from Wrens thigh that was pressed between his legs. Instead of Wren letting him move so his body didn't betray him and reveal how turned on he was the man grabbed him by the hips and held him down. "It's my turn, so be a good boy a hold still"
Ashton's eyes widened as he gasped at Wrens words. He had found something that would leave him weak every time it was said. Wren moved his thigh to press harder between Ashton's thighs. A whine left the younger one's mouth as his hips bucked forward at the smallest amount of friction.
Wren let out a dark laugh as he watched him squirm. "That needy or that sensitive?" Ashton cursed himself in his head for showing how much he enjoyed that and how quick the action made him react. When he didn't answer Wren moved his thigh again. A yelp left him as his back arched slightly. "Holy shit….both….it's both…" Wren let out another laugh as he looked down at Ashton through hooded eyes. "I just….f…fuck…I haven't even.. even touched myself in weeks." He admitted through huffs as he squirmed, honestly wanting more of that satisfying friction against his body.
That seemed to satisfy Wren since he moved his thigh again, this time rougher, but more precise. "Wren please…more..I need more…" The begging was music to the man's ears. He retracted his thigh as he moved his hands back up Ashton's body. He stopped at the hem of the hoodie the man was wearing, rubbing small gentle circles on the sensitive skin of his sides. Ashton looked at Wren with pleading eyes as he dug his teeth into his bottom lip. He craved the man above him and the teasing was torture.
Wren decided mercy was the option for the moment as he pulled the hoodie up, letting Ashton take it the rest of the way off, discarding it on the floor. After that he took off his binder with the help of Wren as it wasn't the easiest to do. But the tension broke for a second, them laughing together as they struggled. It was a gentle moment admits the heat.
I like leaving little cliff hangers I guess. I hope you're liking it so far and if not let me know what I can do better!