The Smut It Be Finished!!!

Read it and explode bitches. 

“My god it seem things are getting worse…”

The past year had not gone smoothly for Sevaran and his father. He glanced over lists of citizens being arrested for suspicions of having dragon blood, executions to be held out of innocent people in the town square, even lists of pardons of criminals, drow criminals, who were far worse than those being put to death. He ran his fingers through his brunette locks and heaved a heavy sigh. Neither he nor his father would have condoned this…but his father was not present in the kingdom for disturbances in the south mountains with the dwarves had drawn him away, and he had his own suspicions that someone else was pulling strings behind the curtains to get what they wanted. If he was going to find out who was behind all this mess he was going to have to hire those who played in the shadows to get more information. The best place to find someone for such a task was down by the shore, where pirates, ruffians, whores, and assassins met. A place where mermaids were so beautiful that they would entice pillagers with their siren songs and feast upon the poor saps that fell into the water. It was then while these thoughts whirled around in Sevaran’s mind that Laeon had entered the room with a tray that held a platter of meat, a flagon of mead, a bowl of fruit and a partial loaf of bread as well as some cheese. There was also a small jar that held tobacco for the pipe hose in the corner of the room. He released a sigh as he shut the door and placed the tray of sustenance upon Sevaran’s desk.

“You look dismal…” he commented.

“I feel dismal…things are going from bad to worse…I don’t know how to stop it…”

Laeon released another sigh as he moved to stand beside his master. He reached out to brush some of the brunette locks out of Sevaran’s face and stroked the bearded cheek with the back of his hand lightly.

“I know Varan but we have to find a way…”

Blue met silver as Laeon slid into his lap embracing him close. Sevaran returned the affection allowing his head to rest against Laeon’s shoulder lightly. It was the presence and touch of his friend and sevant that comforted him, if only a little.

“I know you will be able to turn things around. I can feel it.”

“You have far too much confidence in me my friend.” Sevaran laughed a bit, but Laeon pressed a kiss to the soft brunette tresses with a smile.

“And you forget that I can see future events…well sometimes. I am still honing my abilities.”

“Aye tis true my friend.”

Sevaran smiled a bit as his gaze met that of his friend’s. Laeon’s fingers languidly stroked the supple locks of his master as he smiled back and tilted his head downward so his forehead touched Sevaran’s slightly. He took a deep breath, having planned this moment in his head for weeks, and then soon he hesitantly pressed his lips against those of his master’s. This surprised Sevaran but he smiled against Laeon’s lips, his arms hugging the smaller male around his waist and he kissed back, elated that Laeon was beginning to initiate intimacy. The smaller male had brought light to him even in his darkest moments. After a few seconds Laeon slowly drew away, cheeks flushed and eyes locking with Sevaran’s. He found nothing but joy, love and adoration swirling in the brilliant blue orbs of his master.

“You have such soft lips Laeonaron.” Sevaran commented leaning in and kissing him once more. Laeon smiled as he cupped the man’s face in his hands enjoying the touch and taste of his friend. He decided to test the boundaries by parting his lips slightly and poked his tongue at Sevaran’s lips and he received a delightful reward in return. Sevaran willingly had parted his lips to allow Laeon to take charge, graciously allowing Laeon to slide his tongue into his mouth. The prince released a groan as his friend shifted his body to where he straddled his hips. Such an action caused Sevaran to groan into Laeon’s mouth as his own hands slid down to grasp the firm rounded buttocks clad by the soft cotton tunic. A slight gasp left Laeon’s lips when Sevaran gripped his behind but he found the sensation to be quite…arousing…this sensation was new to him but he felt that if he was with Sevaran he would be safe. That he wouldn’t get hurt. Sevaran constantly promised him that he would never hurt him and for the past year the man had stayed true to his word. Laeon felt his pants grow a little tight around his groin but he also sensed the bulge in Sevaran’s pants and the heat radiating from it. It was if the organ was aching to be freed. Laeon drew away slightly, gently nuzzling his friend breathing a bit heavily. He felt a hand cup his cheek, stroking it lightly.

“Talk to me sweetheart….please let me know what you are thinking.” Sevaran’s voice was tender as he spoke. Slowly Laeon raised his eyes to meet his friends with a heavy sigh.

“I…I want to do this…but…”

“But what?”

Laeon paused closing his eyes feeling ashamed.

“Please don’t shut me out Laeon. Please.”

He loved that about Sevaran. The man always said please when he wanted him to do something.

“I’m afraid…I’m afraid that the memories will return...” He was referring to the years of rape and torture he endured. But Sevaran only cupped his cheek lightly and kissed him briefly.

“You have no reason to fear anything sweetheart. If they do start to surface we can always stop.”

Slowly Laeon nodded. He wanted this. He wanted to not be afraid of intimacy but he knew he could not dive into it. Slow and steady was how he would have to take this. Once more he pressed his lips to his master’s with a groan but gasped when he felt a hand cupping his manhood. Sevaran’s hand. He pulled away slightly with a sharp breath when he felt someone touching him in this gentle manner. Blue irises shone and smiled upon Laeon and they were greeted with silvery grey ones that shone love and a hint of lust in return.

“Sevaran…” Laeon breathed.

“Shhhh just feel. Don’t think.”

Laeon allowed himself to focus on Sevaran’s hand upon his hardening manhood, allowing himself to let all thoughts wash away. Don’t think, just feel. He focused his energy to the hand on his growing erection, sensing the gentle strokes of his lover. Something in him caused him to shudder and caused his manhood to swell with desire even more. Then before he could register what was happening he felt the calloused hand against the smooth flesh of his organ, stroking it ever so tenderly. A small gasp of pleasure loosened his lips as silver and sapphire met again. In his haze of lust Laeon kissed his prince excitedly and with a small moan, his hips tilting into the sweet touch of Sevaran’s bare hand. Sevaran’s hand gently rubbed against the very smooth flesh of Laeon’s cock before fingers curled around the hardened flesh, his thumb bushing over the very tip. He had always wondered how Laeon’s cock felt in his hand. The flesh like silk. Smooth and sleek. Even the hair surrounding Laeon’s manhood was fluffy and downy soft. What surprised Sevaran even more was how gifted his petite lover was. He had not expected such a large organ on a smaller male but he was rather delighted at the prospect. Curling his fingers around Laeon’s penis, he eagerly returned his lover’s affections, nipping lightly at his lower lip and began to slowly stroke him.

“Ahh…Varan…” He breathed.

The strokes came quicker and were soon accompanied by soft kisses upon Laeon’s neck. Sevaran’s beard brushed against his flesh. Soft whimpers and small moans emitted from Laeon’s lips as he felt himself come closer and closer to his peak.

“Come for me my sweet. Give into your flesh.” Sevaran whispered into his ear before pressing his lips against Laeon’s jawbone. 

It didn’t take long for Laeon to finish. Tanned fingers clasped onto his friend’s shoulders as he buried his face into the man’s neck, not wanting to be heard as he came. He had always muffled himself when he would reach his climax, only because he did not want to give his former masters any satisfaction in ‘pleasuring’ him. But Sevaran, he was different. Even as Laeon hit his peak Sevaran stroked the cock in his hand, milking it of every last drop Laeon had to give, a small smile upon his lips at the warm milky liquid that had spilled onto his hand. He pressed a kiss to the soft locks upon Laeon’s head, a hand stroking his friend’s spine idly. The warm breaths Laeon exhaled brushed against his neck every so lightly. This brought and even bigger smile to his face. There were so many things about this man that he enjoyed The way he blushed when Sevaran would flirt with him, the softness of his copper skin, the silky way his hair felt, whenever he would smile, the way his silver eyes shined when he was happy, the way those same silver eyes would gaze at him adoringly.

“Laeon.” He whispered.

But Laeon didn’t hear him, he was too distracted by what had just happened. He was slumped in Sevaran’s lap, the man’s hand around his now flaccid member and his fingers trailing along the length of his spine. No thoughts or memories of old haunted him, just the thought of wanting more from Sevaran. It was true. He did want more. Not just sex but a deeper bond with him. After a moment he shifted and glanced up to his lover, eyes shining in desire.

“Varan…” he whispered with a smile and received a smile in return as Sevaran kissed him once more. Tongues battled for dominance once more as saliva exchanged between them. Laeon became a bit possessive and needy with his kissing. He lusted for more of Sevaran, not just his sex but of the man himself. Sevaran pulled away, his lip being bitten slightly by his lover. The sapphire eyes shone with love and adoration. Laeon was safe with Sevaran. And for the first time in his life he was confident of this. The prince would never strike him, never hurt him.

“Varan, sia itov.” Laeon whispered in draconic. The language came to him naturally, rolling off his tongue in a melodious fashion.  He called the prince ‘my love’, for it was true. Laeon did love him, and it was not until this moment that he had realized it. His cheeks heated up in a flush at the broad smile Sevaran flashed at him. It matched the look of pure delight glimmering in the prince’s blue eyes.

“Aye, a'mael?” Sevaran replied in his own tongue. Laeon was his beloved. He meant it from the heart when he said this. He had fallen in love with the man the first time Laeon was summoned to him  It was Laeon’s turn to smile and he kissed Sevaran again but pulled away slightly. Their foreheads touched, as Laeon cupped Sevaran’s cheek, stroking the soft beard with slender tanned fingers.

“I want more my love.” Laeon spoke in the common speech. “I want more of you…I want you to show me what it is like…when one consents to the act of…making love.”

“I am honored to be the one to show you such a thing my dearest.” Sevaran whispered again before capturing Laeon’s lips with his own in a tender kiss. He gently nibbled at his lover’s lower lip, sucking ever so lightly before parting his own as he felt his lover’s tongue flicker across his upper lip. A small moan left Laeon’s lips as he felt his lover’s hands slide under his tunic, shuddering in delight at how delicate the touch was. Sevaran pinched at Leon’s nipples, grinning at the hoops that pierced them. He gave one of the rings a gentle tug. Laeon tossed his head back with a sharp gasp as pleasure sparked throughout his body.

“Gods Varan…” he gasped.

“Laeon…” Sevaran breathed as he slid the tunic off of his lover smiling at the tanned flesh before him. So soft and velvety. He brushed his thumb over a pierced nipple flicking the golden ring lightly and his lips assaulted Laeon’s neck in a tender fashion. Arms slid around him, fingers tangling into his brunette locks as Laeon pulled himself closer to the man. He felt Sevaran’s lush lips kiss up his neck and to his earlobe tugging on the golden ring circling through it with his teeth before he whispered.

“We should move this to the bed…” The prince whispered in his ear before licking the outer shell of it with the tip of his tongue.

“Nnnn….yes love…” Laeon agreed before turning his head to meet the gaze of his lover. He smiled a bit, still catching the love and adoration in Sevaran’s eyes. Sevaran couldn’t help but smile back as he picked up his lover, clasping his hand beneath Laeon’s buttocks and carried him to his bed. He laid his lover down gently and hovered over him as lips began their attack once more. He planted tender kisses all over Laeon’s exposed flesh, tugging at the golden rings in Laeon’s nipples before circling his tongue around them. He smiled against Laeon’s skin when he felt his lover’s fingers tangle into his hair and small moans emit from his lips. His own fingers trailed the hem of Laeon’s leggings, inching them downward to expose more and more of his flesh. Eagerly, Laeon lifted his hips and wiggled them a bit as Sevaran tugged the clothing off gently and tossed them aside. Blue eyes scanned Laeon’s body taking in every beautiful feature upon him. His fingers trailed along the silky skin but paused when they reached a faint brand upon Laeon’s hip. He frowned at this but was a bit startled when he felt Laeon’s hand gripped his, intending to move his hand away. Blue met silver. There was an expression of pleading in Laeon’s eyes but Sevaran sighed and kissed his lover as he laced their fingers together. Pulling away briefly, he nuzzled Laeon’s cheek.

“You know that brand doesn’t make you who you are. You aren’t a slave anymore Laeonaron and I don’t ever think of you as such.” He whispered kissing his cheek again. “You are so much more my love.”

Before continuing anything he waited for Laeon to respond and was pleased when his lover nodded slightly.

“Please don’t touch it…”

“I won’t Laeon. I promise. Not unless you want me to.”

And he sealed that statement with a chaste kiss before sitting back on his knees and unbuckling the belt around his waist. Slowly he removed his tunic and flaunted his muscled and somewhat hairy torso. Laeon flushed at the sight, never seeing him this nude before, and what a beautiful sight Sevaran was. He traced the contours of the prince’s muscles with his eyes trembling in sheer delight and he even felt his manhood grow hard again. Receiving a grin and another kiss from Sevaran he smiled at this feeling more at ease with the prince than with any other bedmate. He sat up slightly as Sevaran moved off the silk blankets and began removing his trousers and boots then straightened up as he stood fully nude, and erect beside the bed. In an instant, Laeon’s eyes widened at this Adonis before him, his eyes taking in every delicious inch of the man. It was difficult for him not to stare at Sevaran’s manhood for it stood at attention, eagerly awaiting to be sheathed. ‘My god he is...beautiful!’ Laeon thought placing a hand to his mouth and taking a deep breath. Sevaran was bigger than most men that had bedded him, and much more gentle.

“Sevaran…” Laeon finally breathed. But Sevaran smiled sheepishly and blushed a bit. It wasn’t that he wasn’t proud of his size but more humbled by how the gods had blessed him. Yet he always seemed embarrassed when he would show it off. Laeon moved off of the bed and too his beloveds side taking his hand in his own.

“The gods have blessed you,” Laeon spoke softly, “you truly have their favor my prince.”

“If you speak of my cock,” Sevaran grinned as he began the statement as he slid an arm around his lover, fingers stroking the small of Laeon’s back. Laeon smiled at the statement and removed the tire from his braid and shook out his hair. Black waves cascaded down his back, just barely tickling Sevaran’s hand.

“I speak of you of you as a person. Not your cock. Even though you are well gifted.” Laeon began, “But they gods have given me to you, for your kind act of helping me escape my old ways. You brought a lowly slave out of hell and showed him what heaven is like. They favor you because of how you treat those below you.”

Before Sevaran could respond his lips were taken captive by Laeon’s in a deep and passionate kiss. Groaning both of his arms wrapped around his lover, pulling him into a protective embrace as he kissed back. Laeon’s hands cupped Sevaran’s face as he parted his lips for the man. He inhaled sharply as he felt the prince’s hardened cock brush against his own. Drawing away, Laeon deftly trailed his fingertips down to Sevaran’s chest and gently shoved him towards the bed. With a small thud Sevaran’s buttocks connected with the silk bedding, a small smile upon his face. Laeon grinned at him taking a deep breath and knelt before his lover, tanned fingers wrapping around the erect organ between Sevaran’s legs. Before he could even begin to pleasure his lover he felt Sevaran grasp his wrist slightly but Laeon shrugged it away before he began to stroke his lover. With a groan Sevaran leaned his head back and gasped somewhat tilting his hips towards Laeon as he felt a hot moist mouth surround his manhood.

“By the gods….Laeon…” he moaned.

Laeon, pleased by Sevaran’s response drew his head back, kissing the tip of his lover’s cock before engulfing it with his mouth once more. He raised and lowered his head as he moistened the organ with his saliva, as he drew Sevaran deep into his mouth, his hand gripped the man’s testes, giving them a slight squeeze. Sevaran fell back against the bed at the attention he received from his lover with a groan. He gripped the blankets beneath him trying to keep from bucking his hips into Laeon’s mouth but the man’s lips around his manhood felt like paradise. Sevaran could only imagine what it would be like inside of him. He whimpered when Laeon removed his mouth from his cock but looked up with pleading eyes as the smaller male crawled on top of him and straddled his hips. The calloused hands found their way to Laeon’s hips, giving them an affectionate squeeze.

“Laeon…” Sevaran breathed.

Laeon smiled a bit at his lover before taking saliva coated cock in hand and placed it at his entrance. He took a deep breath as he felt the tip of it poke into him but groaned as he fully lowered himself upon the man. This is what heaven felt like. Sevaran penetrating deep into his core. This was heaven and he was with his beloved. He released a small moan as Sevaran completely sheathed himself inside, and glanced down to his lover, tanned hand resting upon pale shoulders. Sevaran’s hand rested upon his hips, gently massaging them and his blue eyes asked the unspoken. Laeon just smiled and nodded at his lover as he lifted himself up slightly and then slid down on the spear invading his center. He began a slow pace at first but quickened slightly when he felt Sevaran thrust up into him, filling him deeper than he had ever known. The sensation of begin filled radiated throughout his body. Pure ecstasy surge within him and the intimate contact with Sevaran made it all the more pleasurable. He felt his lovers hand wrap around his waist as Sevaran shifted into a sitting position. Tanned arms pulled Sevaran close as a small moan escaped his lips.

“Ahhh…Varan…” Laeon whimpered as the pace between them quickened. Sevaran clutched his lover close as he felt his climax draw near but he held off until Laeon had his release. He reveled in his lovers whimpers for more and gave the man more. He groaned as he kissed Laeon and held the man close to him but he slowly shifted their position to where Laeon laid upon his back and Sevaran took control. Blue and silver met again as Sevaran plunged deep into Laeon. Over and over again he plunged into the tight warm core of his lover and groaned at hearing such soft whimpers from Laeon’s plump lips. He captured them with his own as one hand slid down Laeon’s side and around his waist to hold him close, the other hand helped balance him on the bed as he increased the pace of his thrusts. Faster and faster he thrust into Laeon delighting in the mewls of pleasure from his lover beneath him. He felt a delightful pain in his shoulders as Laeon’s fingers dug into his flesh.

“Gods! Varan!” Laeon whimpered. He was getting close to his peak once more. His hardened flesh rubbed against Sevaran’s torso as the pace quickened. Sweat rolled down his skin and Laeon yelped in pleasure when he felt Sevaran’s cock brush against that spot in his center. He bit his lower lip as he once again buried his face in his lover’s shoulder and within minutes he let out a muffled cry against it as hot white liquid covered both of their torsos. As soon as he felt Laeon come, Sevaran buried himself into his lover, emptying himself into the man, and released a low groan from his throat. Breathing hard he slowly withdrew from his lover and collapsed onto his side, his strong arm still around his lover. Happily Laeon cuddled into his embrace, elated at their union.

“By the gods Varan…”

“The gods have favored us Laeon…” Sevaran smiled as she stroked Laeon’s flushed cheek. There was a glow on Laeon’s face, a smile that radiated the room.

“They have my love…” Laeon replied his fingers tracing patterns in Sevaran’s beard. He leaned in kissing his beloved once more as he curled even more into the man, safe in his own personal heaven. Sevaran clutched him close, fingers stroking long black tresses in the most tender manner.

“I love you Laeonaron. Don’t ever doubt that.” Sevaran whispered as he buried his face in the smaller man’s hair.

“I love you too…there will never be a need for me to doubt you.”