Asher stared at the hard, pulsing organ in his hands as though it was some sort of wonder. It was bright pink, huge and leaking pre-cum already. It wasn't the first time he was seeing a big cock — He had a cock —but it was the first time he was touching one. And also, Dominic's looked nothing like his which was average in size and softer. He couldn't believe it — that he was holiday Dominic's cock in his hands. It seemed oddly surreal, yet socially — it was improper.
Licking his lips unconsciously, he looked up from the bulbous cock head to Dominic's face, flinching a bit when he saw the harsh anger in his eyes. "For the last time, Asher. Get on your feet," he commanded, breathless.
"What was that you said a few moments ago? Ah, that you're a man of your words. You don't go back on your declarations," Asher stroked the rigid length slowly. "So why are you suddenly scared? You're a king, not a chicken. Or do you think you'll enjoy it a little too much than necessary?"
Dominic caught his hand, his nose flaring. "I'm not afraid of any such thing."
"You could've fooled me," Asher smirked, whipping his hand away. He dropped to his knees and placed a quiet kiss on the tip, tasting the sour precum. Dominic's breath hitched as he held onto the wall behind him. Asher moaned as pleasure coursed through him faintly. "I know that this is your weakness. I can feel it. You love this. I'm a good mind reader. You've always wanted me on my knees before you," he peeled Dominic's hands from the wall and brought them on his head, "to run your long fingers through my hair and grip my scalp as you thrust deeper down my throat." He licked the Alpha's cock from the base to the red tip, his eyes intent on Dominic's face as he waited for him to lose his shit.
Tick tock!
Dominic's body stiffened even more as he tried to hold on to his self-control which was running out — sweat dripping down his forehead and temples to his shirt, his face warm. Asher circled his tongue around the shiny cock head before slowly taking it into his mouth, a little surprised that the taste got even better.
Fuck.
Asher closed his eyes tentatively, and he drew his head up and back down again, trying to decipher the sugar rush of Dominic's pleasure from his own messed up feelings. Damn. He didn't expect things to go this way. He'd wanted to find this revulsive. He'd wanted to stand his ground and not be affected, yet the tables were turning rapidly — like a sail dancing to the tune of the wind — and he couldn't think of any other thing to stop it. He'd gone too far in to backtrack — he didn't even want to backtrack anymore. He was enjoying this.
Yuck.
God. This was insulting. In a way.
Asher willed himself to relax as he took Dominic's cock deeper into his mouth, pleasure rippling up from his groin. He shuddered in ecstacy, moaning loudly.
"Someone seems to be having a fun time." Dominic's cold voice taunted in his head.
Asher fluttered his eyes open with a glare, grazing his teeth lightly over the tip. Dominic groaned in pain, pushing his head away but Asher stood his ground. "Don't aggravate me, your legs are wobbling too. You're having twice as much fun. Admit that."
Dominic swallowed with a snort, his eyes turning to inscrutable slits. Then he started thrusting his hips forward, driving his cock deeper down Asher's throat and the Melissa Prince lost it. Knocked out by an odd, yet satisfying sexual arousal, Asher was a moaning mess, chasing the chilling euphoria that came with Dominic's cock sliding in and out of his mouth. He sucked even harder, slurping all over it in an obscene manner that would send his mother into a choking fit — seeing her son suck cock like a hungry whore, not the innocent prince she thought he was.
He hated it. Hated that he couldn't stop himself from wanting this — but he needed to do this to emerge victorious over Dominic for once. And also to satisfy his curiosity and update his stagnant sex bucket list. Long, sharp, desperate fingers that felt like claws buried in his hair, forcing him to stop. "Asher..."
He wasn't listening. He didn't want to listen, gripping it tighter, driving it deeper, slurping, wanting, needing, needing...
"Asher!" Dominic smacked his cheek hard, snapping him out of whatever trance he'd been in. "Stop sucking and look at me now."
His eyes twinkled, yet giving none of his emotions away. "You win, okay? You know how to suck real good," he said, stroking his cheek softly as his cock slipped out of Asher's mouth. "I'm giving you a five over ten. That's me being generous."
Asher narrowed his eyes at him in derision, squeezing his balls in contempt. Dominic growled, tightening his fist around his hair. "What was that for?"
"You're such an ingrate. I deserve more than a five and you know it. You're not being generous, but an arse."
Dominic rolled his eyes, snorting. "I might have enjoyed it more. But that doesn't mean you didn't as well," he cocked his head to the side, a full-blown smirk dancing in his plush lips. "You say you hate me, but yet you suck my dick like your life depends to it. You suck it like someone hungry."
Asher had never hated him more, because he was right. His mind was completely in favor of that erotic picture – slurping all over Dominic's dick with the Alpha fucking him harder – no matter how hard he tried to resist. He shook his head to steady his swirling thoughts, dazed and confused by the overwhelming need to fuck his own mouth.
"Fuck it," he blurted out through their mind link, his gaze still on Dominic who stood, stroking his jaw. "Fuck my mouth. Show me what you've got. Show me what makes you sexually superior."
"Are you sure that's what you want? I might be too much for you to handle."
"Don't flatter yourself. I'll be hardly impressed."
"Okay. You asked for it."
Curling his fist around Asher's hair and pulling it from the scalp, Dominic began thrusting, slowly at first. Asher gagged, opening his mouth wider in greed, nails digging into Dominic's thighs as his pace picked up.
It was wrong. Wrong, on so many levels, yet Asher had never felt right. He shut his eyes,, shuddering as he lost himself in the sleek, dirty sounds of Dominic's cock slipping in and out of his mouth. His jaw started to ache already and his throat was sore, his lips also but he didn't care. It felt good to not think about anything but how expertly Dominic was fucking him. Like he did his little sluts, but this time he was fucking the right slut's mouth. Giving the right slut what he rightfully deserved all along but had been too young to experience a pleasure as thrilling and wholesome as this.
He felt the Alpha's balls tighten and he grabbed Dominic's hips, trying to get him deeper down his throat – his eyes bulging, about to pop as tears spilled onto his cheeks. He moaned, shivering as his vision grayed over the edges, almost not hearing Dominic's battle cry as his cock erupted, hot semen spurting out in long, thick drops down Asher's throat, a small quantity dribbling down the corners of his mouth.
Holy cow! Asher blinked, gobbling down every last drop. He felt satisfied – on a level he couldn't quite describe. So this was how oral sex felt like. Now, he couldn't wait to experience the real sex with someone loving. Perhaps Seth. His dick tightened in his pants even more as he tried to picture what the real sex might feel like.
It'll be better than this, for sure.
Dominic retrieved his softening cock, pulling out a small handkerchief Asher hadn't noticed before from his breast pocket and dabbing it clean. Then he pulled up his underwear and pants, not meeting Asher's anxious gaze.
Cleaning the semen that'd run down his chin, Asher straightened. "Well?" he said and paused, irked by how hoarse his voice had gotten. He hoped his mother wouldn't suspect so much when he got home. "Still a five?"
Dominic pulled up his zipper and glanced at his coolly. His shirt had a few strains, thanks to Asher's roughness in pulling them apart but aside from that he looked as casual as ever. Nothing out of place. Nothing that suggested that he'd just gotten a blowjob.
"I suppose an eight would be fair this time."
Asher bit his bottom lip. "Swear that that's not the hardest you've ever came. Give me my real score, arsehole."
Dominic scoffed. "Close, but that's not definitely the hardest. You come second."
Asher glowered. "Who's the first?"
"You don't need to know. It'll take a few more years of sexual activity before you can match her level of expertise."
"Right. Forget I ever asked anything. Are you still keeping your part of the deal? I won, you know."
"What deal?" Dominic asked, scrunching his face in irritation.
"That you'll reject me."
His expression turned cold. "I thought we'd talked about this. The consequences weigh more on both kingdoms than on us. You can't live with the hurt, neither can I."
"Stop lying. I know a lot of couples who'd broken their bonds and they're fine. You've always hated me, so therefore you'd want to be stuck with me to ensure I suffer."
Dominic raised a brow, folding his arms across his chest now. "And why on earth would you think I hate you? Dislike, maybe. But hate is suck a strong word and we're not normal people."
"We're not?"
"No. we're princes. We're future kings. We may dislike each other, but we're stuck. End of the discussion." He turned away, heading for the door. Asher glared at his back.
"What if I go back to Salvatore and let it break naturally? Would we still be hurt?"
Dominic halted, his back to him. "It's not advisable to be in the human world for that long except exiled. You could put yourself in a lot of trouble. I'll ask around and also research. Maybe we might find a solution soon."
He pushed the lock aside and stepped out, leaving Asher standing with an influx of mixed feelings. He hoped that Dominic came up with a good solution soon. He couldn't wait to be free from the bond and have oral sex whichever time he liked and not having to wait until his mate decided to give to him.
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