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Sandcastles and Fireworks	By : DarklingWillow & BronxWench Category: +M through R > Neverwinter Nights Views: 1524 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Satoshi let out a soft squeak and some mumbled gibberish, when the elf flicked his nipple ring again, his eyes closed. He looked almost half asleep where he lay on the warm stone floor. But then he opened one eye slowly, and his right hand tried to grip Sand’s hand or wrist to pull himself upright again. “Fatto,” Satoshi mumbled as his stomach pressed into little rolls of fat and he sighed when he managed to sit up again. “I’m sorry. I’ve gotten fat, in my old age,” he said, blushing pink, the crimson flush of his arousal slowly draining from his cheeks.

Satoshi looked down at himself and tried to hide behind his arms, but then he seemed to change his mind and looked up into the elf’s blue eyes, his arms sliding hesitantly around Sand’s neck. “It’s been so long,” he started but bit his lip for a second, and switched directions. “I don’t have any lube, but if you have any, I really want to make love to you. I’m versatile that way, but I do like to bottom.”

Sand smiled, the beautiful, youthful smile which made him look as young as Kansas. “I can manage that, I think.” He opened his hand and a small vial appeared. “We use a very smooth oil, which I think will do quite well.” He dribbled a bit on his fingers, and a lovely, green fragrance filled the air. It smelled just a bit like evergreen.

“It is oil from the trees around my home city,” Sand explained. “It is my favorite.” Then he paused, his expression changing to one of concern. “Perhaps, when you are ready for me, I should sit on the steps and let you straddle me? I do not want to hurt your back on the stone steps.”

“I’m used to…” Satoshi started but he looked down at the elf and stopped with a soft squeak, his eyes wide when he looked up again, “not that,” he finished, and swallowed thickly. “Can I…?” he stammered and moved one hand down to wrap it around the thick shaft of Sand’s cock. Satoshi let out a loud moan of longing as he tightened his grip just a little and then slid his hand down to the roots, then up again to massage the thick head tightly before sliding his hand down again. He scooted a little closer to the edge of the step and spread his thighs, nodding his head as he muttered to himself in Japanese and looked down at the elf’s thick cock again.

After a couple more tight strokes Satoshi looked up and licked his lips, his voice hoarse with need. “I can handle this. I like to be stretched a bit. But, like I said, it’s been a while, so you will need to prepare me thoroughly,” he said, licking his lips again. “And, I would really like it if you came in my mouth. I like that.” Satoshi leaned in and nibbled sharply at Sand’s plump lower lip, then teased his tongue over it to shyly demand a kiss. As they caught their breath between kisses, Satoshi whispered, too shy to look the elf in the face as he shared this piece of information. “I’m clean. I get tested for everything regularly, and I only share a bed with Yuji, Kansas, and Willow. And I did prepare myself, before I came down here.”

Satoshi gasped when he realized how that might come across, and broke their kiss, his temple resting against Sand’s cheek when Satoshi tried to clarify. “I didn’t do that to come down here. I just… I thought maybe I could tonight… with Kansas, maybe… or something. I don’ t know. But I’m clean.”

Sand’s head fell back when Satoshi gripped his cock, and he could not quite suppress a very wanton moan when Satoshi’s small but strong hand slid over the crown. He could feel callouses along the tips of Satoshi’s fingers, the slight roughness adding a new dimension to the touch. It was a most delicious sensation, and his eyes darkened in desire as Satoshi leaned in to kiss him. “Ah, gods, that feels wonderful, sweet one.”

Sand processed these confidences for a moment, translating Satoshi’s words to elven and then back again before he broke into a sweet smile. “We do not have diseases which can be transmitted when we make love, so I believe I am clean in that sense. In fact, I am clean in every sense as well. I did not expect to find anyone here myself. I was going to soak a bit, and then return to the rooms. I had been reading, you see, and Vale went to bed already, but I was not yet ready to take my rest.” He could not help a soft chuckle. “I suppose I am always optimistic, however. Vale has been known to surprise me, from time to time.”

Satoshi gave a soft chuckle, his hand massaging the head of Sand’s cock again, and he surprised himself when he dared to lift his head and look sideways at the elf’s eyes. “It’s been a while. A long while, so please, be gentle with me?” he whispered, a tiny little smile on his lips, but the invitation was unmistakable. “I just want to feel alive again.”

Once more, Sand needed the briefest moment to process what Satoshi said, and once more, his smile was sweet and tender. “I do not think I could be anything but gentle with you, Satoshi. We will take our time, and we will love properly.” He stroked his oil-slicked fingers over Satoshi’s tight pucker, not trying for entry just yet. For now, it was enough to get Satoshi used to his touch, while Satoshi explored the elf’s cock, and while Sand used his mouth to tease one pierced nipple.

Satoshi sighed softly when Sand traced his finger over Satoshi’s pucker, but then he let go of Sand’s cock and twisted around to place his small modesty towel on the stone floor behind himself. Then Satoshi scooted forwards again, until his tailbone was resting on the edge of the top step, and lay back down, spreading his legs as wide as the narrow stairwell would allow him. “Just move me around anyway you need me to,” he whispered, his dark eyes filling with heat as he held out his arms, offering the elf to lean over and taste his lips, nipples or whatever else drew his interest.

“You will be comfortable?” Sand asked, dubious. “Perhaps for while I loosen you properly,” he said, and his fingers stroked with a bit more pressure. “Then I will lift you to straddle me, and watch while you ride my cock until you are undone with pleasure. And once you have spilled for me, I will have you drink down all I can offer, my love.” His fingers teased Satoshi’s pucker, and this time he pressed one finger in, breaching the guardian muscle until he was buried to the second knuckle in that inviting heat.

“You are so very tight, sweet one, like a precious virgin offering himself for the first time. What a treasure you are, and such a gift you give me.” Sand’s voice was a velvet purr, his eyes deep indigo as he withdrew his finger, only to press it in again.

Satoshi shuddered from head to toe at the elf’s words, his eyes growing hooded as he felt the pressure of that exploring finger against his pucker. “I’m used to sleeping on a hard surface. I prefer it, actually,” he managed to whisper, before his voice rose in a moan and his tight pucker clenched around the slender finger. “Oh, gods,” he cried out, followed by a sigh as he relaxed and Satoshi licked his lips quickly. “I’m sorry. I’m shy,” he muttered and looked away from those enchanting blue eyes, that deep crimson flush of arousal slowly covering the back of his neck and rising up to his cheeks.

Satoshi’s cock was thickening again where it rested against his abdomen, the thick vein on the underside pulsing in time with his heart. Satoshi hiccuped a little and then stammered with a soft giggle in his tone. “I can be your virgin, all night long, if you want me to.”

“I would like that, very much,” Sand replied, and his honest answer was unmistakable. “Do not apologize for being shy. It is not something which should cause any shame. If anything, it adds to the attraction I feel, the desire I have for you. It suits you, my shy sweet man.” He lowered his head to nip along Satoshi’s jaw, and down his throat as he added a second finger. He could feel Satoshi resist for a moment, and then relax again, and he thrust in slowly to give the man a chance to adjust.

Satoshi moaned, lifting his chin to let the elf kiss his neck, but then he turned his head and tried to catch Sand’s lips in another kiss. “Your fingers feel rough,” he whispered, his eyes shining with desire as he met Sand’s blue eyes. “They look so smooth and silky, but they feel rough now. Like you’ve got calluses. I like it. Oh, fuck, right there,” Satoshi cut himself off and his back arched a little, his hips bucking to try and take in more of the elf’s fingers.

“That’s good, so good.” Satoshi moaned loudly again, and his hands lifted to rest on Sand’s shoulders, kneading the muscles lightly. “I’ve always been shy, actually. Yuji liked it too, and Willow says it makes me cute. Kansas doesn’t like it as much.”

Satoshi bit his lip and sighed, shaking his head as he lifted his chin to offer another kiss. “Just tell me to shut up. I tend to talk too much, when I get nervous.”

“I like to listen to you,” Sand said, lifting his mouth from Satoshi’s skin. For all his nibbling, the elf took care to leave no marks which would last the night. He was not sure how Satoshi would react if he left behind pale purple love bites as he did on Vale. He pressed his fingers deeper, feeling for the small nub which was the trigger to pleasure, or at least he hoped it would be the same for Satoshi. Humans on his world shared that trigger with elves, but this was a different Plane, and appearances could be very deceiving. “But I do not want to make you nervous. I want to make you limp with pleasure.” His fingers moved, withdrawing and sinking in again, a bit deeper each time as he added a third finger.

“Willow always tells me to shut up, but Yuji likes to listen to me babble,” Satoshi confessed, his voice rising on the last words as Sand’s fingers found his sweet spot, and Satoshi’s head lifted off the floor as his words trailed off into a loud moan. Satoshi gasped and smacked one hand over his mouth to stifle the moan, but when the elf just teased that little nub again as he withdrew, Satoshi moaned even louder, and his hand flew down to grab a tight hold on Sand’s muscular arm.

“Oh, gods, fuck me,” Satoshi cried out, his eyes smoldering with his need. For the first time in years Satoshi did not care in the least about his physical appearance, and he lifted himself up on one elbow, his other hand wrapping behind Sand’s neck so Satoshi could pull him down for a heated kiss. “You are making me limp with pleasure already,” he purred, nipping hard at the elf’s lower lip. “Please, mark me? Just a little? They won’t mind, I promise. I just want to have a little evidence that I’m not dreaming.”

Sand’s laugh was dark, and rich, and yet there was nothing in it but joy. He nipped a little harder on Satoshi’s collarbone, sucking until he left a faint purple mark which would last until morning, and perhaps a bit longer. “You should not tempt me, you know. I love to mark my lovers. Do you think you are ready for me? I do hope so, because I am more than ready to feel you around me.”

Sand sat up, pulling Satoshi with him as he turned to sit on the top step, making Satoshi straddle his thighs. “Brace your feet alongside me, sweet one, and let me feel you. And when you have come for me, I will fill your mouth, and see how your piercings feel then.” He leaned forward, Satoshi’s nipples at mouth-level, and he tugged on a piercing with his teeth, his slim hands wrapped around Satoshi’s hips to guide the slender man.

Satoshi let out an adorable little yelp of surprise when Sand lifted him as easily as if he were a child, and then turned both of them around, placing Satoshi on his lap, the elf’s thick cock nudging at Satoshi’s entrance. “Oh, fuck, I do hope I’m ready for you,” Satoshi whispered, groaning in pleasure when Sand tugged on his piercing. “Give me a little more oil,” Satoshi said and held out his hand, smiling when Sand dripped a few more drops of the fragrant oil on his fingers. Then Satoshi reached between them and stroked Sand’s cock before he braced his feet on the step and lifted himself to guide the elf to his pucker. Then Satoshi looked deep into the dark blue eyes and lowered himself slowly, crying out when the thick head breached his tight pucker.

“Oh, gods, please,” Satoshi moaned, his eyes falling closed and he shivered hard. The tight muscles clenched for a second against the intrusion, then relaxed and Satoshi sank down until he was sitting on the elf’s thighs, his whole body trembling. “Kimochi,” Satoshi whispered, his head falling forwards to rest on Sand’s shoulder. “You’re so big,” he whispered, and his pierced lip teased over the elf’s collar bone. “Can I? Please? Just a little?”

Sand could feel the flutter of Satoshi’s pucker, and he knew he needed to let the sweet pierced man adjust before either of them could move. He ran his fingers through Satoshi’s damp hair, his smile radiant. “Yes, sweet one, mark me as you will. I enjoy that,” he said, an admission he had never made to Vale. Vale did mark him from time to time, but Vale seemed to need it to be forbidden, and so Sand would growl a bit to please his sun. He moved his mouth to Satoshi’s other nipple, teasing that ring, and then he added a rosy mark just above the nipple.

Satoshi was so hot around Sand, and tight as well. It was utterly intoxicating for the elf, and he let his hands drift lower to stroke Satoshi’s muscular thighs, and cup his pert ass. He could not resist kneading gently as he held the firm globes, his head back to afford Satoshi full access to his pale throat.

Satoshi let out a soft growl, his head falling back to arch his back and press his ass and his nipple harder against the elf’s exploring hands and mouth. He had all but forgotten how to breathe when he had bottomed out on the thick cock, and his brain had decided to go on vacation, leaving nothing behind but air and stars. Satoshi muttered a small prayer in Japanese, one of his little chants to find his center, then he looked back down at Sand. “You are perfect,” he muttered without thinking, then lowered his head to nibble sharply at Sand’s collarbone, then traced light kisses up the long column of the elf’s throat. Each kiss was a little sharper, until he was making pale rosy marks in the alabaster skin.

“Why are your fingers so amazing?” Satoshi whispered between bites, tracing the elf’s sharp jawline up to his ear, suckled on the soft earlobe, and then finally found the soft skin right below the elf’s pointed ear. Satoshi moved his hips a little, moaning loudly as the thick cock nudged at his sweet spot. Then Satoshi sank his teeth into the tender skin, suckling hard as he worked a dark pink mark into Sand’s neck. “You taste so good,” Satoshi whispered as he caught his breath, and moved his hips again, this time enough for the thick cock to withdraw a little, and then sink into the tight heat again.

“Are you ready for me, then?” Sand purred, looking up at the gorgeous eyes of the man on his lap. “I want to feel you bring me to the brink, sweet one. I want to wait until the last possible moment to let you drink me down. And then, my perfect Satoshi, I will hold you in my arms and count myself lucky for this sweet night with you.” His slim hands closed around Satoshi’s hips, urging the slender pierced man to lift up, until only the head of Sand’s cock was still inside. Then he pressed Satoshi down, moaning softly as he was once again engulfed in a hot velvet grip.

Satoshi nodded his head to indicate that he was ready, then howled softly as he rose on the thick cock and sank down again, the muscles in his thighs rippling under his skin. “That’s so good,” he moaned, his arms tight around the elf’s shoulders as he rose again and sank down, slowly building up their pace.

Satoshi tried to lift his head to look into Sand’s eyes, but every time their eyes met he felt his heart begin to race and he had to look away again, not understanding why he felt so attracted to this elf. And then every time he looked away he felt embarrassed, and started to wonder if the elf would think that he was a horrible slut, throwing himself at Sand this way.

Sand moaned again in wordless agreement, letting himself fall into the moment. Every sensation was a new thing, every touch a discovery, and he could feel his soul swell within him, as if it sought release to drown itself in Satoshi’s gorgeous eyes. “Ai, Seldarine,” he groaned, his eyes dark with desire. “You are a gift, sweet one, balm for this bruised heart.”

The raven-haired elf could feel the heat in his belly, swelling toward what promised to be a shattering release. He knew exactly how to move, where to be to give Satoshi the most pleasure, and he had no idea why he knew this, or how. He could feel Satoshi respond, though, and he wanted to see the beautiful man come undone again. But first he had promised to let Satoshi taste him, and he would keep that promise before taking Satoshi inside himself to coax that release from Satoshi.

Satoshi moaned softly in Japanese, nodding his head as his eyes fell closed. He reached behind himself, and braced one hand on Sand’s knee so he could arch his back as he moved, making the thick head slide over his sweet spot in every thrust.

“Kimochi,” he groaned again, daring to open his eyes a fraction again so he could look down at the elf’s face without the risk of making too direct eye contact. This way he could study the elf’s face without being noticed. Sand’s face was far more beautiful than any human could ever be, but there was a shadow there too, a sadness that felt so familiar, almost as if Satoshi had known it before. And the way he moved was just perfect. It felt as if they had been intimate like this before. Many times before. Sand seemed to know Satoshi almost as well as Yuji did, and Satoshi had the strange feeling that he was doing the same thing to Sand. That every move he made was exactly what Sand wanted, and needed.

“Thank you,” Satoshi mumbled as he moved his arm back around Sand’s shoulders, and his lips found the dark mark under Sand’s ear again, sharp teeth digging a little deeper into the tender skin. Then Satoshi’s whole body trembled, his throbbing cock slapping lightly against Sand’s abdomen, and Satoshi knew he would not last for very much longer.

Sand gusted a whisper-soft moan, his head falling forward to rest against Satoshi for a moment. “I am so very close, sweet one. I think perhaps if you want to taste me, this is the time?” His strong hands stilled Satoshi, lifting him off his cock. He felt his cheeks flush a bit when he saw how close Satoshi was, how hard and needy the pierced man seemed. It was not to be helped, however, if he was to do what Satoshi had asked.

It was easy enough for Sand to lay back and spread his thighs so Satoshi could reach his cock, his balls heavy as they hung freely. He reached for Satoshi, yearning to tangle his fingers in Satoshi’s hair, but they were in the onsen, and the rules called for pinned hair. He stroked Satoshi’s shoulders instead, feeling silky skin beneath his fingertips as he resisted the urge to grip tightly.

Satoshi let out a whimper of disappointment and desperate need when Sand lifted him off his cock, but he still moved with almost practiced ease to fall to his knees between Sand’s thighs. He reached out with his right hand and held out three fingers, as he demanded in a husky voice, “Oil,” while his other hand reached up to ease the elastic out of his hair, letting the damp locks fall down to his shoulders. Sand responded as he was commanded and dripped a few drops of the oil on Satoshi’s fingers, then Satoshi used his forearm to spread the elf’s thigh a little wider, his fingers finding the perfect pucker without him needing to even look, and finally Satoshi sank his mouth over the thick head of Sand’s cock.

Satoshi moaned loudly as his mouth was filled, but he did not hesitate when the head hit the back of his throat. He just drew a deep breath and tilted his head back a little and then continued on, until he could feel Sand filling his throat.

Satoshi moaned again, his eyes fluttering closed as he withdrew until he only had the perfect head between his lips. Satoshi reached out with his free hand and gently tugged Sand’s hand up to his hair, offering the elf to tangle his fingers in Satoshi’s thick mane. Satoshi purred as he lowered his head again, sucking hard as he gently pressed one finger into the tight round muscle, trying to gauge if he could start to prepare the elf for himself.

Satoshi’s tight throat was even more arousing, and Sand let his hand be guided to Satoshi’s hair. His thin fingers tangled themselves in the thick mane as the elf arched his back off the steps, pleasure speeding like wildfire through him.

“Sweet Seldarine,” Sand gasped again, feeling his balls drawing up. His pucker twitched when Satoshi’s callused finger pressed against it, the muscle relaxing fractionally. Sand never minded being plundered, although it took a moment to coax his muscle into relaxing. It almost did not matter, however, since he quite enjoyed the feeling of being taken before he was fully prepared, something Vale indulged him in to the darker elf’s delight. He wondered if this sweet, shy man would be as quick to simply take what was offered, so he pressed his hips down just a little, to coax Satoshi into breaching him. That would be enough to send him over the edge, he knew.

“I am so very close,” Sand whispered. “Please…” His voice trailed off into a needy sigh.

Satoshi purred, deep in his chest as he suckled hard at the tip of the elf’s cock, then he sank down again, letting the thick cock slide down his throat again, and this time Satoshi did not stop until his small nose was buried in the small patch of damp curls at the base of Sand’s cock.

Satoshi had meant to press his finger into the twitching pucker at the same time, but something deep in his mind stopped him, that strange sense of familiarity made him twist his hand and angle his wrist clumsily so he could trace the round muscle with his fingertip, dragging the much different sword callouses on the sides of his finger over the delicate skin. That seemed to make a difference because the tight muscle relaxed far more, and with another twirl Satoshi pressed his finger in, sinking in to the second knuckle just as his nose found the base of Sand’s cock.

Satoshi purred again, louder and harder, swallowing around Sand’s cock, and he withdrew his finger part way, then pressed in again, eager and hungry to feel that tight heat surround him.

Sand let out a soft cry, his balls tightening as he was breached. Satoshi’s talented mouth sank over him, engulfing him fully, and that was more than the elf could resist. “My love,” he managed, part cry of pleasure, part warning. “Take me, sweet one.”

And with that, Sand felt the ball of heat in his belly expand, engulfing him in a wave of utter bliss. He felt his balls empty, and he clenched around Satoshi’s finger with another soft cry as he gave himself over to the sweet oblivion of release.

Satoshi moaned loudly as he withdrew quickly, sucking hard the whole way, and swallowing every drop that Sand had to offer him. Satoshi’s own head filled with a soft buzzing sound as he closed his eyes and pressed into the twitching pucker with two fingers. He forgot everything in this moment, save for the taste of the elf, the sensation of him clenching around Satoshi’s fingers, the strong fingers tugging on Satoshi’s hair, and the soft buzzing building in his own head. Every sensation felt so deeply familiar that Satoshi could have sworn they were memories, long lost memories floating just below the surface of the darkness of his primal memory. Yet it was so faint, that Satoshi shook it off and smiled a little as he pressed two fingers into the tight pucker, and hooking his fingers to see if he could find the elf’s sweet spot.

Sand cried out again as Satoshi pressed into him, two fingers this time, and heat swelled in his belly again as Satoshi found the place he was seeking. “Seldarine save me,” the elf moaned. “Take me, sweet one. Fill me, and complete me,” he begged, husky-voiced, his head back to expose the pale column of his throat. He arched into Satoshi’s thrust, his slim hips off the stone steps completely, and his thighs quivered with need. “I am ready, my love. I am ready for you.”

It seemed improbable, but his cock was stiffening again, lifting from his belly as though it had a life of its own. Sand choked back a moan, his hair coming loose from its topknot to spill over the stone floor of the first step. His blue eyes were glazed with pleasure, and the tip of his tongue darted out to touch his upper lip, innocence and wanton abandon mingled in his display for Satoshi.

Satoshi purred and ran his flat palm up the length of Sand’s cock, already thickening where he had left it to rest once he had swallowed every drop the elf had had to offer him. Satoshi moved up to kneel on the second top step, pulling his fingers free to press the head of his cock against the tight muscle. “I don’t want to hurt you,” he whispered, and reached for the oil quickly to drip a few drops on his cock, smearing it around the head before he pressed in again. Satoshi let out a small howl of pleasure as the round muscle relented and he slipped in to the searing heat.

The angle was such that the head of his cock slid hard over the elf’s sweet spot, and Satoshi let out another cry as the round muscles clenched around him in response. The buzzing in his head grew a little bit louder, but he did not stop, wanting nothing more than to be buried balls deep in the tight ass.

He was nowhere near as well endowed as Sand was, but Yuji had always made a point of reassuring Satoshi that he was not small. And Kansas had always insisted that Satoshi was perfect, even though Satoshi was sure that was a bit of an exaggeration, even with Kansas’ history.

“Oh, gods,” Satoshi moaned as he reached down to cup Sand’s balls, gently easing them out of the way so he could look at the stretched pucker around him, swallowing him up as deep as he could. “You are so tight. Are you alright? Can I move?” Satoshi asked, running his flat palm up the underside of Sand’s cock again, looking up to meet the elf’s eyes, not daring to move until he had his answer.
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