A/N: For MATURE audiences only. Done for a wonderful friend of mine. :) Enjoy!!!!
“How does pasta sound for dinner. We could open up a nice bottle of wine and make it a nice cozy night.”
Cozy nights usually ended up with Kala getting fucked into the bed whether he was on his back or his belly. Either way they both enjoyed the act of making love and often cuddled afterwards however Conan got an idea to try something different with his lover.
“I have a better idea for tonight. What do you say we do things a little differently in the bedroom?”
Cocking his head to the side Kala raised an eyebrow at Conan.
“Oh? What were you thinking of?” He inquired.
A devilish grin appeared upon Conan’s lips as he captured Kala’s in a kiss.
“You remember than one night.” He paused to pull the more slender male into his lap and proceeded to speak while he lavished kissed upon the tanned neck of his lover. “When we were talking about what kinds of kinks we’d like to try.” The bigger males hands slid up Kala’s back as he bite on the area where Kala’s neck met his shoulder. A small moan left Kala’s lips as Conan sucked, nipped and kissed at his neck. It was absolute heaven when Conan would lavish attention to his neck.
“You’re…” Kala moaned again as he shifted so he was straddling his lover. His hand tangled into Conan’s long hair. “You’re point being?” Conan would often make it hard for him to think clearly.
“Well.” Conan’s lips dipped down Kala’s neck to the hollow of his throat licking up from the tender spot to his lover’s ear. Nipping and sucking lightly he whispered into Kala’s ear. “You said you wanted to try some bondage.”
At this statement Kala flushed a bright red but groans as he felt a large hand squeeze his behind. As a result he felt his shorts get a little tight as his member hardened. The mere thought of being tied up helplessly and played with to no end sent shivers of arousal through his body. Helpless and begging, two things he wanted Conan to make him do. He would be at the mercy at Conan’s hand if they went through with this plan. Conan grinned upon feeling the bulge against his stomach.
“Little excited at the thought are you my love.” Conan’s voice rumbled against Kala’s throat before kissing the smaller male in his arms once more. Pulling Kala close to his frame, he groaned at the sensation of his bulge against his lover’s. A small whimper left Kala’s lips when their clothed sexes pressed against each other. Kala drew away slightly, pulling off the grey tank top he was wearing so his bare chest could press against Conan’s. When’s Conan’s body brushed against his chest he groaned because Conan had begun lavishing attention to his neck once more. A gasp escaped from Kala’s lips as Conan’s hand slid beneath his shorts to grip the supple rounded buttocks Kala had been gifted with. Thick fingers stroked the crevice between Kala’s cheeks teasingly every so often brushing against Kala’s hole. Each time Conan’s finger pressed against it, shivers ran through Kala’s spine.
“Ahh…Conan…” He whimpered.
“What is it kitten?” Conan had often gotten Kala to purr on occasion.
Kala had to take a breath to calm himself, pressing against Conan against the couch.
“Bedroom. Now.” He breathed kissing Conan hard enough to bruise. Grinning Conan picked up his lover, one arm beneath Kala’s behind and the other snaking around his back up to his shoulder. Kala in turn hugged onto his ‘man beast’ as he like to put it kissing him feverishly, as if he were unable to get enough of Conan. Soon enough he was deposited upon the bed and Conan’s lips were all over his neck and shoulder blades, sucking and biting, leaving small marks upon Kala’s skin. He drew away slightly leaving the smaller male panting a bit on the bed.
“God damn you make me horny Kala.” Conan growled as he ripped off Kala’s shorts, he went commando as usual, and then disposed of the grey tank top he wore, leaving his lover naked and blushing like a virgin on the bed. Slowly Kala propped himself up on his elbows glancing over to his lover who was quickly stripping at the end of the bed. Once Conan’s clothes were off he stood there proudly flaunting is assets. Kala knew how big Conan was. The man made him so sore after the first time they had had sex. He also knew and shivered at the thought of Conan’s power and driving force when their hips crashed together. Even as Kala’s cheeks flushed in anticipation he felt his cock twitch even more to life at the sight of his naked barbarian. A slight smirk crossed Conan’s lips at the sight of his naked lover blushing at him.
“Blushing like a virgin as always eh Kala?” He grinned as he slowly crawled on top of the smaller male pressing feather like kisses up Kala’s tanned legs. Quivers ran up Kala’s spine as Conan’s lips continued upward. He spread his thighs apart for the man as he felt luscious lips kiss and suckle upon the tender area of his inner thigh. A hand snaked up his other thigh then fingers curled around his hardened cock firmly. Conan grinned up at him as one hand began stroking his lover while his mouth lavish attention to his hip bones. A series of whimper left Kala’s lips as he leaned his head back trembling in sheer ecstasy. He shuddered when he felt Conan’s breath ghost against his member but whimpered even more, almost mewling helplessly like a kitten, as Conan licked and kissed and sucked upon his tanned flesh to his lips. But just as Conan kissed him Kala gasped into his mouth at feeling a finger invade his core. He soon felt a second one invade before they began to thrust in and out of him. With his other hand Conan cupped his lover’s cheek as he kissed him tenderly. Kala writhed and moaned in his mouth, one hand tangling itself within Conan’s hair nearly tugging at it with need. Conan drew away just grinning down at his lover stroking the soft curly brown locks lightly.
“Where did you put the lube after last night?” He asked.
Kala groaned rolling his eyes slightly but gasped when Conan’s fingers thrust deep into him.
“Top drawer…as usual babe.” He whimpered.
Conan pressed a kiss to his head before completely withdrawing from his lover to move to the oak drawer in the corner. He had to jiggle the top drawer to open it but as soon as it was open he fished around the socks and underwear until he found the bottle of water based lubricant in the corner. Grinning he held up the bottle then leapt from the drawer to the bed as if he were a cat. He then pounced on top of Kala kissing him hungrily. In turn Kala smiled against Conan’s lips as he took the bottle of lube from his lover but Conan snatched it back pulling the two into a sitting position before pulling away from Kala. As Conan drew away Kala took the liberty of kissing and nipping his lover’s tanned flesh as well pushing him back slightly to where Conan was leaning back a bit, the bottle of lube in his hand the other hand pressed against the maroon comforter. Kala grinned as he kissed down Conan’s belly then wrapped his lips around his lover’s erection slowly bobbing his head up and down on the thick muscle invading his mouth. A low throaty groan left Conan’s lips as he placed a hand upon Kala’s head as if to goad him into increasing his pace. Grinning around Conan’s cock he took a deep breath and relaxed the back of this throat to take nearly the entire member into his mouth. Slowly he drew away and repeated the action causing Conan to groan. The bigger male nearly bucked into Kala’s mouth but he forcefully pulled Kala away not wanting to come too soon. Green eyes glance up at his lover.
“Conan?”
“Didn’t wanna come too soon…” Conan replied grasping Kala by the shoulder and shoving him onto his back. Kala was about to say something but he was silence by a cool sensation stroking his hole. Conan just grinned kissing Kala as he tenderly stroked Kala’s entrance before sliding a couple of fingers inside. Another round of whimpers emitted from Kala’s lips as he writhed at Conan’s ministrations. To tease Kala even more Conan leaned down pressing kisses to his love’s chest before nipping at one of Kala’s nipples. A smile crossed his lips as his tongue circled around the sensitive nub of flesh and his fingers began to work at a faster pace before he couldn’t stand not being inside of Kala any longer. In one swift movement he removed his fingers and replaced them with his member, making the penetration a little rougher for Kala than he would have liked. The smaller male bit his lower lip releasing a small whimper at the intrusion but he relaxed cupping Conan’s face in his hands. Grunting Conan kissed Kala again hungrily as one arm slide around his waist while his other hand supported him on the bed. Slowly he began to move inside of Kala and began a pattern of three short shallow thrusts then one deep thrust. Slender arms wrapped around Conan as Kala kissed his lover back. He released a moan and buried is face into Conan’s shoulder as his lovers thrusting became more erratic. Faster and deeper Conan thrust. He even switched his angle to try to find Kala’s ‘sweet spot’ as he called it. Shifting his hips Conan thrust again and received a pleasant cry from Kala.
“Ah Right there!” He cried.
Success. Conan had found the treasure within. His erratic thrusting became more feral as he penetrated deep into Kala who now had begun writhing once more in pleasure. His breathing had even become more labored as his climax began to build then suddenly white flashed before Kala’s eyes as he cried out his lover’s name in desire.
“Conan!” He bellowed as he released his seed upon their stomachs. A few more thrusts and Conan buried himself into Kala’s ass growling his lover’s name in Kala’s ear as he came inside of the smaller man. Breathing hard and thoroughly exhausted Conan pulled out of his lover rolling onto his back smiling to himself, satisfied. Kala grunted as he shifted on the bed to place his head upon Conan’s chest and curled up to his lover a rather satiated smile on his face.
“Damn…”
“I know.”
Conan turned his head sliding an arm around Kala to pull the smaller, and sweaty male closer to him so he could kiss Kala’s forehead. In return Kala purred a bit as he nuzzled his lover pressing a kiss to Conan’s collar bone.
“I love you.” he breathed.
As Conan stroked Kala’s hair lightly he smiled.
“I love you too.”
