(( WARNING FOR YOU BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE!!! NSFW SCENE! YES! SEX! SO BE WARNED!!! If you don’t want to read that part for any sort of reason, just skip to the next chapter. I’m finishing this chapter off with a bang! òwó ))
“Why can’t I go in there now? You let me before.” Lunar was annoyed. His drink tapped against the countertop, Deimos running his mouth about how last time was just a go free card because it was Erien’s show that night. But since all the girls are in there and it isn’t a solo night, peeping isn’t very much allowed.
“Mama!” One of the girls ran out of the room. Her heels clicked against the floor, bright red and shimmery. She looked as if Dorothy from Wizard of Oz had gone stripping herself.
“Mama?” Lunar questioned. Deimos chuckled as he comforted the girl. Her makeup stayed on like it was magick holding it together.
“It is common amongst the stripping community. The owner of a strip club would be called Mama, normally if it was a woman owner. But I don’t mind if they call me Mama. Being called Daddy sounds too weird for someone not in a relationship.”
Lunar thought on that. Deimos wasn’t wrong. That was way too weird.
“Being called God though in a relationship…,” He muttered to himself as he tipped the glass to his lips. Some squealed voices from the other girls echoed down from behind the stage. Only heard to those who were close enough.
Erien came running out, two other girls chasing out after him in the darker parts of the stage so they wouldn’t be seen. Lunar watched as the small male was ducking down, dodging the hugs he was going to be suffocated with and the tight embraces that would crush him.
His pale form twisted and flexed in different ways. How he bent and spun around with laughter at his co-workers only drew Lunar’s eyes in more. It was hard not to stare when someone never got to see that much. How a body could move just like that. So gracefully and flow like water without a mistake in it.
Erien had finally settled down just as the girls did. He bent back, Erien’s hands slid down his back to his calves as he arched backwards, a visible chance for cracking his back and eyes caught between him and Lunar. He winked before standing straight up again and placed his hands on his hips. Lunar’s mind slipped for just a moment, his mouth opening and speaking out a little too loud for Deimos to hear and get a shocked look.
“I want to make him arch his back like that.”
➼
Erien and Lunar walked to Lunar’s place since it was closer and tonight was cold. Which was normal. In the Windy City, nights were colder than you’d think during Autumn.
“Sorry I left you for that bit. I had to tell the girls or they would’ve bugged me for days about it. I’m never running in flats again though. Ever. They are so much worse than heels.”
“Is your back okay? I saw you bend backwards. Looked like you were cracking it.”
Erien turned to face Lunar. The dark makeup made his eyes darker than ever, it sent a shiver down his spine.
“Yeah my back is fine. I’m flexible so it doesn’t hurt to do that.” Lunar nodded.
Erien unclipped his small horns from his hair, his hair curled up moments after. Lunar chuckled as he flicked his finger at them, the curls bounced from the touch.
“Oh stop it!” Erien yanked away to pat his hair down.
After some time to get undressed and cleaned up, both of them sat on the couch. Erien leaned on Lunar, one of his shirts Erien stole was pulled over the small male’s legs so he could be, in quote, an egg. It didn’t help that the shirt was also a creamy white colour too. The irony was too much.
Long slender fingers were curled tight around his waist, a tight hold on him against the other’s larger frame. Lunar was tense all over. Anytime Erien shifted, Lunar’s body would flex. Wasn’t that hard to notice. Something was up. And it wasn’t Lunar’s patience hehe.
Erien twisted around, his body shifted to sit on top of Lunar. No hesitation. Not even a second thought. Just. Doing it like there were no consequences.
Lunar looked at Erien, shocked by the action but amused at the same time.
“Yes?” Lunar wrapped his arms around his boyfriend. Some actions came fluent. Like they had been at this for a long time. In a way, they had been.
Erien remained silent. His face blank as he leaned on Lunar, his head pressed against Lunar’s shoulder as he relaxed.
“Erien?”
“You are tense all over,” a laugh speech escaped Erien’s lips. Why a laugh tone?
“Okay?”
“Even down there.”
Lunar pushed Erien off before his whole frame jumped from the couch and rushed off. Erien blinked, confused on why his boyfriend acted that way. It was only a joke. Unless…
Erien snuck from the couch to the hall where he heard Lunar’s footsteps held too. It took some time but he figured out where the Byzantium man went but he found him. Door cracked to the bedroom as he saw an irritated expression just barely through the cracked door. Lunar was unamused by Erien’s little tease, but a smirk had replaced the irritated look.
Erien bit his tongue. Easing his way backwards until he couldn’t see Lunar anymore. His face was flustered red. The smirk had made butterflies swarm in his stomach. That smirk that always made Erien week to the knees.
Lunar’s door flew open, Eiren just inches away until he was busted.
“Oh now you are spying are you? Wanted to see how I’d reach huh?” The smirk never left Lunar’s face. It only made Erien’s blush burn more and darken in shade.
“Love the colour, babe.” Lunar deepened his voice as he finished off the sentence with that word. It made the brunette male’s body flex and burn up in flames.
➼
Erien was below Lunar. The plush dark bedding held them both as Lunar’s darkened glare boarded more holes in Erien’s body than anyone. More like he tried to burn holes into the baggy shirt.
“Erien, can I ask something?”
“H...hm?” A questioned hum was choked out.
“Why did you say you wish you could worship me tonight and then call me that name?”
Erien shifted some on the bed, turning his face away. His face the same deep red from before from the hall. His stomach flipped in all sorts of ways. Lunar waited for his answer.
He wanted to be honest. Because it was the same reason he winked while bending backwards. He didn’t crack his back. He purposely did that so he could tease Lunar. To see Lunar get all tensed up, it was like gold.
“I would hope you'd let me. I remember how you acted to me telling you around my worship complex. So I thought I’d poke again. See what I could get out of you.”
Lunar’s hand flipped the borrowed shirt Erien had on off him and to the floor. Erien didn’t even protest but the sudden action made him jump.
“You poked. Now it’s my turn. If that’s all right.” Lunar locked eyes with an amused smile. Erien nodded fast.
Lunar leaned down, his lips pressed to Erien's chest as he trailed the kisses down. Erien let out small gasps from the warm peppered sensation, almost tickled by it to let out a snuffed giggle.
“Tonight I’m permanently your God. You are my worshipper. Understood?”
Erien shifted out more from his clothing as Lunar did to, embarrassed but let out a happy shied yes.
Lunar chuckled as he pulled the male below him closer.
➼
A mix of moans and grunts filled the room. Erien’s throat was held in a semi-tight hold with his head angled upwards. His body was hot. Shaky. Evermore pleased though. Something about this time, out of all the others, he adored.
Was it because it was truly different? With someone he could really trust and allow control over anything and everything? He didn’t know at the moment. His mind slipped from his inch by inch.
Lunar had his chest pressed to Erien’s back, a tight grip on his boyfriend’s hip as he thrusted harder with every one making Erien gasp out and moan. Minor squeaks vibrated from the boy’s throat against Lunar’s hand, the feeling of Erien’s body tighten all over and around Lunar’s phallus only made him go harder and faster. Erien cried out, his body dropped to the bed as Lunar gripped at either hip and kept going. The bed knocked against the wall, thank god the wall that it was pressed to led to the outside.
“L...Lunar!” Erien reached back, a hand grabbed at his and pinned it down. Fingers laced together as a kiss was placed to Erien’s neck in a sweet manner although what was happening now was rough and violent.
Erien rocked his hips back, his ass pressed more to Lunar’s pelvis as Lunar let out a groan.
“Never said stop…,” a breathless chuckle vibrated from the little worshipper’s throat. Eyes demanding for more without having to say the God with Byzantium hair above. Strains flew down, walling off most of Eiren’s vision to the room around him as Lunar leaned down more and crashed his lips to his firmly.
“Then let loose some praise. That mouth can be used for more than just word praise,” Lunar peppered kisses all down Erien’s back along with bites and sucks that would most certainly leave hickeys. It made him shiver as he felt Lunar’s body become absent from his own and from behind only to feel the bed bounce a bit and Lunar’s frame appear again next to him.
Erien pushed up shakily as he shifted around and sat on Lunar’s stomach and leaned down. Erien’s mouth enveloped Lunar’s cock his throat stretched some as he groaned from the feeling. Lunar grunted soft, his hand grabbed at the fluffed locks of his boyfriend’s hair to keep him in place as he gave a thrust. A gaged noise left Erien, the sudden deep throat nearly executing his throat. But it didn’t stop him as he yanked his hair free and took it upon himself to do it. Bobbing his head fast to take in the whole thing in one go each time, his tongue swirled around.
Lunar groaned on, holding Erien’s waist as the feeling of ecstasy washed over and the want to move took over. The aided help of the thrusts gave more game to Erien’s actions with minor gagged noises. But that wasn’t fun. Lunar wanted that. He wanted to hear his boyfriend gag on him. Become teary eyed and red from it. He grabbed onto Erien’s locks again and yanked his head down and forced him to the bed face up.
“H..Huh?” Erien questioned between pants.
“Open with your tongue stuck out.” The demand in Lunar’s voice was invigorating. Beautiful.
Erien complied, his tongue extended out with his mouth wide open only to have it stuffed full of his boyfriend’s phallus.
Lunar kept a tight hold on the brown locks in his fist as he processed with his want. Erien started to tear, groans and small gaged noises exited his boyfriend's mouth had he himself groaned out from the pleasured feeling once again. He started to twitch, his thrusts became sloppy and off rhythm.
“Erien,” Lunar growled out low. Just as he was about to pull away, hands gripped at his hips and forced him back. Determined eyes from Erien seemed more like glares and cursed anger if Lunar pulled out. In some twisted revenge for it, Erien’s tongue flicked at the tip of Lunar’s phallus making him twitch even more and groaning, the thrusts started again.
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