A Merry Little Chase Part II ***NSFW*** VERY ***NSFW***

Warning:  This installment contains fisting. If that's not something you want to read about, you might ought to skip it then.

Copyright 2013
Bailey Bradford

Part II

Trust, that was a big issue for Chase. He’d only ever had one person he’d completely trusted in his life—before Xav. God knew he’d fought against falling for Xav, but the man was irresistible, and he’d just called to something inside of Chase, some part of him that needed, that he hadn’t known existed before.

Now life was just different, better. He hadn’t realized how bleak his outlook had been before meeting Xav. Xav had given him more—hope, faith, love. And the sex, that was pretty damned amazing, too.

Chase carefully scrubbed every inch of his body. His nerves were pinging, but in that delicious way they did when he knew there was going to be some very intense love-making on the way.

Love-making. He’d have scoffed at that term not so long ago, but Xav had showed him how it could be between two people who loved each other, trusted each other.

Chase shivered as he tipped his head back and sluiced the water from his hair. Xav had told him to get clean, and while Chase would have punched anyone else for giving him an order, from Xav, is was fucking hot.

It made Chase have to struggle with himself, push past his comfort zone and set aside his own tendency to want to be the boss. He liked having to work for it, having to bend himself to Xav’s will. Not that Xav ever asked or demanded anything crazy from him. Certainly nothing more than what Chase wanted, even if it was a deep, hidden, need he hadn’t quite managed to voice.

He hadn’t needed to. Xav knew him, knew him like he’d lived inside of Chase forever. It was frightening and oh so reassuring, because Xav had seen Chase at his worst. He hadn’t run, or scoffed, hadn’t been afraid or angry. Nope, he’d just been there, steady, strong, determined. It was what made it possible for Chase to open himself up to the man.

Chase shivered again at that thought. Opening up to Xav—yeah, that was what he was doing, and he was still terrified and excited, and his erection hadn’t flagged at all. Not while he’d cleaned himself before the shower, and not when he thought of what was going to happen very soon.

His belly felt tight and warm inside, a little fluttery, but his cock was hard, his balls drawn tight, his nipples aching. Chase couldn’t resist sweeping his hands down his body, from his chest to his balls. He bit his bottom lip, holding back a moan. Soon he’d have Xav’s hands on him, Xav’s mouth tasting him, marking him, kissing him—

The instant Xav entered the bathroom, Chase sensed him. Goose bumps pebbled his skin despite the warm water. His entire lower half warmed and went tingly and tight on him. Chase arched his back, putting on a little show for his man. He smoothed his hands over his chest again—and almost snickered, because he’d never have thought he ‘d be the sort to preen. For Xav, though, he’d do just about anything.

“Spread your legs a little more,” Xav rumbled.

Chase’s dick shouldn’t have been able to get any harder, but it did as he parted his legs as far as he could in the stall. He kept his head back, ass out, as he moved his one hand down to ghost his fingers over his shaft. Much more than that, and he was likely to come.

“Turn around, show me your ass.”

Oh now, that was a little bit harder. Stupid, maybe, but considering what Chase had just done before showering, he felt more exposed than usual. It was a sensation he wanted to experience, because he trusted Xav to keep him safe. Chase could, and would, let go.

He turned his back to Xav and reached for his cheeks. Xav wanted a show, Chase would give him one even if it made him blush like a virgin watching porn.

Chase gripped both cheeks and pulled them apart. Xav’s groan was loud enough to drown out the sound of the shower. Chase’s skin was hot with embarrassment and arousal as he forced himself to bend and display his hole.

“God…damn,” Xav muttered. Chase had to keep his eyes closed, because he just couldn’t stare at the damned wall or tub floor. He heard Xav moving, heard the slight squeak of the knobs before the water shut off. Then Xav’s hands were on his own, squeezing, making Chase knead his own butt.

Chase almost squeaked when he felt Xav’s breath against his pucker. His heart raced and he had to seal his lips together to keep from begging Xav to rim him nownownow!

Xav pushed Chase’s hands aside and held his ass open right before licking him from the top of his crack to his balls. Chase’s breath stuttered. Xav nipped his right cheek and gave it a slap. “Bed, honey. I can’t get to you like I want to in here.”

Chase was on the verge of begging for him to at least try, but common sense prevailed. He didn’t want to miss out on what Xav could do with that tongue, those lips.

Chase stood up straight and Xav had a towel on him before he could get out of the shower. With quick, efficient swipes. Chase was dried off, then he was being lifted—hell’s bells, he hated and loved it when Xav did that—out of the stall, Xav just locking his arms around Chase and hefting him right up.

Except Xav went one further with it, hitching Chase right up onto one shoulder. Chase grunted, his breath pushed out of him. Before he could decide whether or not he was going to put up a fight, Xav slapped him on the ass again.

And Chase moaned softly, pressing his mouth against Xav’s shoulder blade. Spanking was something it’d taken him a while to acknowledge that he really got off on, and sometimes it was still a battle to give in and take what he needed. Maybe it made him strange, but Chase savored every one of those battles he had with himself.

Another hard swat landed as Xav turned and began striding from the bathroom. Chase tried to curl up over Xav’s shoulder, more to hump against him than to escape the possibility of another smack.

By the time Xav bent and flopped Chase onto the bed, Chase’s ass was on fire and likely bright red, or maybe even that deeper almost purple color it got sometimes when he really needed Xav’s hand on his backside. Before Chase could figure out which, Xav shoved his legs apart. Xav watched him while leaning down and licking over the tip of Chase’s cock.

Chase dropped his head back, his eyes rolling behind his closed lids. Xav pushed Chase’s legs up, then it began, that licking and kissing that melted Chase into a puddle of pre-orgasmic goo.

Xav lapped at Chase’s hole while keeping his legs up, curling those long, strong fingers around the backs of Xav’s thighs. Chase grabbed at the bedding, needing something to hold onto. He tried to speak, tried to say more and please, but words tangled up around his tongue and all he could do was gasp and grunt.

Tendrils of pleasure spread up from Chase’s ass to his groin, then further still to his belly and chest. He twisted against the mattress, seeking more, and Xav gave it to him with a spearing thrust of tongue. Xav slid his hands down then, using his thumbs to work the outside of Chase’s hole while he kept licking him open.

The first press of those thumbs into him had Chase calling out Xav’s name. Xav pressed his face more firmly into Chase’s crease and the slick glide of his tongue seemed to go even deeper than before. Chase arched his back, trying to grind down, get more, and Xav gave it to him, thumbs and tongue stretching his ring and bringing the burn.

Chase’s shoulders came up off the bed as he writhed, his nervousness from before forgotten under the rapturous sensations flooding him. He couldn’t be still, couldn’t be quiet, not with Xav mastering his body so perfectly.

*

Chase was coming apart for him so beautifully, trusting him, giving him everything. Xav’s heart ached from the perfection of it all, too much emotion to contain in his body. He licked over the stretched ring, sucked on it and reveled in the way that made his lover howl before Chase began demanding more with his body.

Xav had to leave off using one hand. He needed the lube he’d set beside the bed, and the bowl. Xav’s excitement was almost unbearable. He and Chase had been working up to this, and Chase’s cleaning up, and out, in the bathroom was further proof of that.

Spit let him slide three fingers into Chase’s hole. Chase moaned and let go of the sheets to grab at his own legs instead. Xav bent and nipped right where ass and thigh met. “On your hands and knees for me, honey.”

Chase stilled and slowly cracked one eye open. He stared at Xav, chest heaving, but there was no trace of fear or doubt in the man now. He gave a short nod and squeezed his inner walls, clamping down on Xav’s fingers. “Those stay.”

Xav arched a brow but let the order go. He wasn’t going to deny Chase any pleasure. It took some doing, but they got Chase turned and on his knees, ass up, shoulders down though, without dislodging Xav’s fingers.

One of the things that gave Chase comfort, Xav knew, was Xav’s ability to read Chase. There was a time when Chase wanted him to ask what he wanted, and times when Chase just wanted Xav to do. Xav finger-fucked Chase’s ass until the man was rocking back into each thrust. Chase’s butt was a nice shade of red, the skin still warmer than usual from being swatted. Xav licked a stripe down each cheek, then he went back to getting the lube out.

First the set the bowl on the bed, then he got the lube. Chase just kept driving himself onto Xav’s fingers, moaning every time they went deep. Xav teethed the cap off the lid, then he poured the viscous stuff into the bowl. His heart raced and his dick was hard enough to give diamonds a run for the money. He dipped the fingers of his other hand into the lube, coating them liberally.

The liquid dripped over the sheets and across one of Chase’s calves. He spread his legs more and whimpered.

That sound was one Xav rarely heard from his lover, and it hit him hard, the sensuous need so blatant in the soft noise. Xav pulled the fingers from his other hand out of Chase’s warm hole. Before Chase could do more than open his mouth, Xav pushed three of the newly slicked fingers back in.

“Guh,” Chase groaned, shaking and undulating for him. Xav’s mouth was dry as a desert. He shoved at his underwear, wishing to hell he’d taken them off before getting started. Somehow he managed to get them off while Chase began riding his fingers again.

“Need you to hold still,” he said as he got up on the bed behind Chase.

Chase moaned and rolled his head, but he stopped trying to fuck Xav’s hand.

“Good, so good, baby,” he murmured. Xav withdrew his fingers enough to get his pinkie folded in. “Let me lead, now.”

It took Chase a few attempts to get out a coherent word, but as soon as he said ‘Okay,’ Xav began slowly working his digits back inside. When he reached the his bottom knuckles, Chase clenched, holding his fingers still.

Xav stroked over his ass and told him how good he was, how beautiful, perfect, strong. Chase’s breathing had gone a little shaky, but it eased, slowed, until he was taking deep, steady breaths.

Only then did Xav begin fingering him again, taking his time and stretching Chase. This wouldn’t be something they did often, maybe not even ever again. Rushing was out of the question for several reasons, not just safety concerns.

Xav wanted to make sure they both remembered every second of this, every feeling, every thought (if thinking was possible. He didn’t know that he’d been thinking if he were in Chase’s position). He memorized the texture of those soft inner walls, the way they rippled and welcomed him in.

He imbedded every sound, every sight into his memory. Chase was trusting him in a way he’d never trusted anyone, and Xav would never forget that, nor would he take such trust for granted.

When Chase’s body loosened up, when that sweet hole of his was ready, Xav removed his fingers from Chase’s ass. “Need more lube before you take it all,” he said when Chase started to protest.

Chase hissed out a, “Yes,” and Xav had to pinch the base of his own cock to keep from coming. He dipped his hand back in the bowl, then dipped it again, all the way past his wrist. Better too much lube than not enough.

Then he brought his hand back up. “Ready for me, Chase?”

Chase nodded, rubbing his face against the bed. “Please,” he whispered.

Such a softly spoken word, yet it wrapped around Xav’s heart, buried itself in his soul. He’d move mountains for the man before him. Xav hadn’t known such a love was possible, hadn’t known he had it in himself to give. Only for Chase.

“Love you,” he said as he began pushing into Chase. With his fingers and thumb folded into position, his hand glided slowly into Chase, right up until the broadest part of his hand was pressed against Chase’s ring. “Breathe,” he told Chase. “In, deep breath, then out, slow. Relax as much as you can.”

Chase growled at him, and Xav grinned. The man didn’t like being fussed over at all, but he did as Xav asked, and Xav applied pressure gently. He pulled his hand back some then pressed again.

It didn’t take much at all. Chase opened for him life a gift, taking Xav’s hand into his body and holding it tight. Xav was the one who couldn’t breathe steady then, as he looked as his wrist ringed by Chase’s hole.

“Chase,” was all he managed. He looked over at Chase, saw that he was watching Xav out of one eye. Chase’s skin was flushed with arousal all the way down to his lower back, almost as read as his ass.

“Move,” Chase ground out, shoving a hand beneath himself.

Chase’s ass constricted around Xav’s hand. Xav cautiously pushed in a little deeper. He opened his hand, feeling Chase’s softness surrounding it.

And nothing else would leave his lips but Chase’s name. Xav wanted to touch him like that forever, but Chase keened and panted as he stroked himself off. Xav closed his hand again and began moving his fist in small motions.

Chase quivered, then he shook, then he shuddered so hard it seemed painful. Xav caressed his ass inside and out, marveling at the way they fit together. Then Chase shouted, the entire bed was jostled as he came.

The grip around Xav’s hand was intense. He closed his eyes for a second then opened them again to watch the way Chase looked in that moment. Perfect, there was no other word for it. Blond hair damp, curled against his temple, eyes shut, mouth lax, open.

Then he looked to where his hand was buried. Xav frowned and used his other hand to scooped up more lube. He got everything as slick as he could. “Coming out. Try to relax.”

Chase snorted and Xav knew he was well and truly fucked out. Probably made it easier for Xav to slide his hand free. Chase whimpered a bit at that, and Xav rubbed his pucker, knowing he had to be tender as hell there.

As soon as Chase dropped down onto his belly, Xav straddled his thighs. He used his lubed hand to pump his own shaft, so close he hurt from it. With his other hand, he pushed one of Chase’s ass cheeks aside. Xav zeroed in on that reddened skin, puffy and used-looking. He got in three full strokes then he bellowed as his cum splattered onto Chase.

Once he could think, Xav rubbed the spunk over Chase’s hole. He pressed some of it into Chase’s ass, the skin there hot to the touch. Chase wiggled and made an approving sound. Xav didn’t finger that tender spot for too long. He did scoot back and lick up the cum that he’d gotten on Chase’s ass cheek and thigh, though.

“Gonna make me hard again,” Chase grumbled, trying to part his legs. Xav grinned. He wasn’t going to be up for round two for a good while yet. Seeing his hand inside of Chase’s body, watching that beautiful man come apart for him, yeah, that had made his own climax damn near life-altering.

That didn’t, however, mean they had to be done with the loving for the day.

“Tell you what,” Xav rumbled as he lowered himself to lie mostly on top of Chase. He loved the way his dick fitted so well against the man’s ass.

“What?” Chase rasped. Xav propped himself on both elbows, taking more of his weight off of Chase.

He grinned down at him. “You get hard again, and you can fuck me as long as you want to.” It didn’t happen very often, but Xav wasn’t totally opposed to bottoming, not for Chase, anyway.

And from the way Chase jolted beneath him, Xav had a feeling he’d be doing just that, very soon.