Chapter 174: NOT YET [R18]

Chapter 174: 174: NOT YET [R18]

June swallowed what he could, the rest spilling from the corner of his mouth in a slow white trail.

Nyx held him there through the last pulses, body still shaking, then finally eased out and looked down at him with sudden concern.

"Does it hurt...?" Nyx’s voice had softened at the thought of June feeling uncomfortable or hurt from his actions. He watched June wipe cum from his cheek. "Was I too hard?"

June smiled up at him, eyes still half-lidded. "You can’t be serious right now. You didn’t seem worried while you were enjoying the ride."

Nyx bit his lower lip suddenly looking like a puppy who had been reprimanded for doing something wrong. "I’m... I’m sorry."

June shook his head, still smiling. "Silly. What are you apologizing for? I enjoyed it too." He raised an eyebrow. "I didn’t know you had this side to you. I have to say... I find it rather sexy."

Color rose in Nyx’s face, but he smiled anyway. His hand came up to cup June’s cheek, thumb stroking slowly across the damp skin. "Then I’m happy you liked it..."

His gaze surveyed through June’s flushed expression for a while before it drifted lower, lingering on the obvious bulge between June’s legs. "You..." he said quietly. "Don’t you need help down there too?"

June glanced down at himself. He could already feel the heat building up down there. And then he stared back up. "You really are attentive, aren’t you?"

Nyx’s smile turned mischievous. He bent, slid his arms under June, and lifted him off the floor as if he weighed nothing. He carried him straight to the bed and laid him down.

June landed on his back. Nyx towered over him, still completely naked, eyes dark and possessive as they locked onto June’s face.

"And what tricks are you playing now?" June asked, voice low.

"I never play tricks with you," Nyx answered, soft but certain. "I’m always sincere with you." His eyes dropped to the strained fabric again. "I just want to help you out... that’s all."

He leaned down and kissed him—open, filthy, tasting himself on June’s tongue. Their mouths locked hard.

Breath turned heavy between them as the kiss deepened, messy and hungry. June’s arms wrapped around Nyx’s shoulders, pulling him down until their bodies pressed flush.

Their cocks rubbed together through the remaining fabric, heat and friction building with every small shift of their hips.

"You taste so good..." Nyx muttered against his lips, then kissed him harder. "So good..." His tongue slid deep, claiming, licking into every corner until June was gasping for air.

Nyx broke the kiss only to drag his mouth along June’s jaw, biting lightly at the hinge before moving lower to the side of his throat. He sucked a dark mark into the skin. June tipped his head back with a sharp inhale.

"Nyx..."

Nyx hummed against him and kept going. He kissed the hollow of June’s collarbone, licked into it, then drifted lower still. His mouth found one nipple and closed around it—teeth scraping gently before he sucked.

June arched hard, a broken sound punching out of him. Nyx stayed there, teasing the peak with the flat of his tongue, then switched to the other side until both nipples were wet and tight.

Only then did he continue downward—mouth open, kissing a slow path along the center of June’s stomach, following the dark trail of hair until he reached the waistband of June’s pants.

He paused, swallowed, and looked up. "May I...?"

June smiled and slid his fingers into Nyx’s hair. "Silly. Do whatever you want. I’m waiting."

Nyx didn’t hesitate. He yanked. Pants and underwear came down together in one rough pull. June lifted his hips to help, kicking the fabric free until he lay completely naked beneath Nyx—flushed from chest to thighs, cock hard and leaking against his belly, hole still soft and spit-slick from earlier.

Nyx stared for a long second, eyes dark, breathing heavier. The sight felt almost unreal, something he had only ever imagined.

"What?" June asked with a teasing curve of his mouth. "Shy again?"

Nyx smiled, a little nervous, a little awed. "Yes. I still can’t believe I get to see you like this..."

"Congratulations, then," June murmured.

Nyx lowered his head and took June’s cock into his mouth without further delay.

Wet heat swallowed him whole. Nyx didn’t start slow. He sank down until his nose pressed against June’s skin, throat working around the head, then sucked hard on the way back up.

June’s hands flew to Nyx’s hair, gripping tight. A broken, punched-out sound tore from his throat.

"Nyx—fuck—Nyx—"

Nyx hummed around him. The vibration rolled straight through June’s cock. He set a ruthless rhythm—bobbing deep, using one hand at the base to stroke what his mouth couldn’t take, twisting on every upstroke, then sinking again until June’s thighs began to tremble. Spit ran down in messy trails. Wet, filthy sounds filled the room.

"Fuck... yeah..." June shut his eyes, lost in it.

Every time June’s hips jerked upward, Nyx took it, letting him fuck into his throat for a few strokes before pinning his hips firmly back to the mattress and sucking even harder—focused, relentless, almost greedy.

June was already panting, chest heaving, fingers twisting deeper into Nyx’s hair. "Ah... you’re so good at this, Nyx... feels so fucking good..."

Nyx swallowed him deeper still, serving every inch with concentrated intensity. Tension coiled tighter and tighter inside June.

"I’m—close—Nyx, I’m—"

Nyx pulled off with a wet pop just as June’s cock twitched hard on the edge. Cool air hit the oversensitive head. June made a wounded, frustrated sound, hips lifting helplessly into empty space.

Nyx only kissed the inside of his thigh, then higher near the crease, and looked up with a dark little smile.

"Not yet," he said, voice low and mischievous. He shifted June properly into the center of the bed, spreading his legs wide and kneeling between them. "I’m not done with you yet."