WHITE HEAT - Ignition 4/5

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Title: White Heat 4/5
Pairing: Viggo/Sean
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: AU, RPS
Authors: mooms (Viggo) govi20 (Sean)
A.N. In this story Viggo is a photographer and Sean has taken over the welding company of his father.
Part 1 here:  http://govi20.livejournal.com/59590.html#cutid1
Part 2 here: http://govi20.livejournal.com/59866.html#cutid1
Part 3 here: http://govi20.livejournal.com/60244.html#cutid1

DISCLAIMER: we don't know these men, it never happened, it's all just in our heads!

4/5

~Sean~


I feel him biting my neck and breaking skin. It hurts, but it feels so fucking good. Then he kisses me: pushes his tongue in my mouth and I taste the copper tang of my own blood. Shivers are running down my spine, making me want to fight him, show him this is not about him taking and me just letting it happen.

Our tongues are fighting now and I am trying to get up, when he grabs my wrists and forces them behind my back, using his body weight to keep me down. Before I know it he has them tied up with something. Fuck .. he probably used my tie for it. I stare at him in disbelief, when he bows his head and licks my throat again. I have no choice but to  give in.

Before I can even blink, he’s on his knees and unzipping my trousers. I almost sob when I feel his hand encircling my cock. He looks up for a moment, before he bows his head again and I feel his hot, wet lips around my cock. Unable to use my hands to grab him, hold him, I just groan helplessly, sweat forming on my brow.

Of course I’ve had women doing this to me, but not like this, never like this. He seems to know exactly how I like it, his tongue working on my cock in an incredible way. He takes down my whole length, deep throating me, then coming up, tonguing the little slit and going down again.

I know I won’t last long, no way I can restrain myself. I try to warn him, when I feel orgasm rising up, but he just grabs my hips, steadying them and swirls his tongue deliberately around the tip of my cock.

I can’t help but shout when I cum, I literally see stars and I groan when I look down and see him swallowing, the sight more erotic than anything I’ve ever seen.

~Viggo~

God, Sean ! I ignore his warning and grab his hips, digging in my fingertips and holding him in place. He’ll have bruises in the morning and I hope there’ll be even more by then.

He cries as I swallow everything he has to offer, consumed by the urge to devour him.

He slumps against the desk, spent and fighting to get his breath back and I stand up to release his wrists, bringing his hand back to the front and raising them to my lips. I rub the red marks left by his tie and kiss each wrist gently.

My jeans are wet with the leaking from my own cock and I am so hard that it’s painful. I can’t expect Sean to do the same for me, and to tell the truth, he seems somewhat dazed, struggling to come to terms with what has just happened, but I need relief right now, so I unbutton my jeans and slide my hand in, curling my fingers round my throbbing organ.

Sean seems to come to and grabs my wrist with a strong hand. He looks me in the eye and says,

“Here, let me !”

His hand encloses me and he begins to pull me off with firm strokes. I am so close that it doesn’t take long and I come hard, swearing and shaking.

Sean leans back to reach the box of Kleenex on his desk and gently cleans me, then he tucks me back into my clothes and buttons me up, doing the same to himself.

We stand up and face each other and with the urgency of first passion spent, I really wonder which way he will jump now. I know that I want more, much more of him, but what does he want ? Will he put this blow-job and fumble down to a pleasurable experience and retreat to his previous life ?

I feel a little shy now and seem to have lost the ability to speak. I realize that the next few minutes are of the utmost importance to me and I nervously wait for Sean’s reaction.

“Viggo, can we go back to your hotel, please ?”

~Sean~

I need some time to recover, I am more then a bit confused. Viggo gets up and releases my wrists, rubbing and kissing the welts. I just let him do it and then watch him reaching in his own pants, stroking him self. I realize he needs relief too.

Before I think about it I reach out and grab his wrist,

“Here, let me !”

Strange at first, but I feel more confident soon, working my hand and watch him arch his back. It’s good to see him coming undone, Now I am in control for the moment. I clean us up a bit and we look each other. He seems nervous and that makes me feel a bit more relaxed.

I am not sure what I want exactly, but I do know I don’t want to leave it at this. I want something more and I am sure he wants it too. So I ask him,

“Viggo, can we go back to your hotel, please ?”

“Oh God Sean, yes please.”

I can’t help feeling a bit awkward when were outside. It’s only a fifteen minutes walk, but I keep looking around me, afraid we might meet someone I know. Like they would know what I was up to !

And what exactly am I up to ? Am I really ready for more? Will Viggo expect he can…well fuck me ? I am afraid, but a little pool of heat is burning in my groin at the thought. Would he tie me up again, when I struggle ? I never thought I would like something like that, but the feeling of being helpless under his hands was really amazing.

I glance at him, he seems lost in his thoughts. Then he looks back at me and smiles and suddenly I can’t wait to get to his hotel room.

~Viggo~

We set off walking to my hotel. Sean knows a short-cut and I can’t believe how long it took me by car, going round and round the one-way system.

He seems tense again. It is so odd the way we are alternating between being relaxed together and freezing up. I guess for him, it’s that he’s never done this with a man before and for me. It’s because I really do not want to fuck this up ! It’s been years since anyone affected me like this. I still can’t believe he asked to come back with me and I fret a little over how to play this once we get to my room.

I look up at him and see his beautiful face with an expression of such mixed emotions, warring with each other. He’s nervous, a little scared, but also thrilled, excited and turned on. My body is responding again to the thought of  where this is leading. I smile at him and see him visibly relax.

We make it back to the hotel without meeting anyone and there is nobody behind the reception desk, so we slip up to my room unobserved, which I feel is a relief to him.

Once the door shuts behind us, our instincts take over and we are pulled towards each other as if by magnets. We clutch and kiss, again fighting for domination and  we both try to get each other’s clothes off as quickly as possible, needing to feel flesh against flesh.

Once naked, we fall onto the double bed, side by side, still kissing, nipping and biting. I have opened the wound I made on Sean’s neck and it is bleeding a little again. He sees his blood on my lips and pulls back a little, grinning at me,

“Fookin’ vampire !”

“Sean,” I say, ”tell me what you want from this. What do you need ?”

Comments

[afra_schatz]

“Fookin’ vampire !”

LOL, it's lovely to see that Sean, despite his nervousness, seems to relax around Viggo even faster than he himself thought he would. Lovely update, thanks for sharing!

[govi20.livejournal.com]

I am very glad you're still with us Caro! Thanks for reading and commenting.

[nevanoon.livejournal.com]

You were right, Carol, no sleep tonight!
(Maybe I should crawl into the fridge...)

[govi20.livejournal.com]

Sleep is overrated anyway Dea! Thanks for commenting. That's another stunning icon you have there. ( had to type stunning three times over, was stuttering there!)

[rotpunkt.livejournal.com]

Ah, great! Sooo looking forward to the next part!

[govi20.livejournal.com]

We are happy you're enjoying this.. thanks for readimg!