Chapter 176: AT THE SAME TIME [R18]

Chapter 176: 176: AT THE SAME TIME [R18]

Nyx kissed the sound away, mouth open and wet, tongues sliding together in a slow, heated tangle while he kept that careful pace—pulling almost all the way out so the rim stretched tight around the thickest part of him, then sinking back in until his hips met the curve of June’s ass again.

The wet sound of it filled the space between them, soft and rhythmic. June’s cock lay hard and leaking against his stomach, twitching every time Nyx bottomed out and the pressure inside him spiked.

Then Nyx’s rhythm changed without warning.

The slow rocks lengthened into fuller strokes, then sharpened into faster ones, hips snapping forward with clear purpose. The bed frame answered with a soft creak.

"Mmm... mmm—ah... ah—" June had no real words left, only broken, desperate moans as the new pace claimed him.

Every thrust punched the breath from his lungs. Nyx kissed him through it—deep, messy, teeth catching June’s lower lip—then broke away to drag his mouth down June’s throat, sucking another dark mark into the skin while he fucked into him harder.

His tongue found one of June’s nipples and licked across it, wet and hot, just as he drove in deep.

"Ah—" June cried out, hands flying up to tangle in Nyx’s hair, gripping tight and holding him there.

"Yes—there—" he gasped, fingers tightening in the strands. He could feel the flex of Nyx’s back under his other hand, the sweat starting to slick the skin, the powerful roll of muscle every time Nyx’s hips snapped forward.

"Does it hurt...?" Nyx muttered against his chest, fucking him hard and faster, pounding his weight into June in a controlled rhythm of intense pleasure.

"Don’t stop... ah... yes. Yes, please... fill me up..." June could only gasp the words.

Nyx switched nipples, sucking the other one into his mouth while he kept thrusting—short, hard strokes that punched the air out of June’s lungs again and again.

June’s free hand slid down Nyx’s side, feeling the way his body moved, the tight line of his waist, the flex of his ass as he drove in over and over.

The dual sensation—cock stretching him open, mouth wet and greedy on his chest—had June shaking with sharp, overwhelming pleasure.

He pulled at Nyx’s hair just to feel the answering groan vibrate against his skin.

"You’re so naughty," June managed between ragged breaths. "Did the fanfics also teach you this?" He wondered, half-dazed, if this was the other side of Nyx finally surfacing; it was hard to picture the shy boy he knew becoming this dominant.

"Yeah... like it?" Nyx’s voice was husky, and he fucked him harder for emphasis.

"I’m curious to see what more it taught you..." June smiled through the dizzying mix of stretch and heat.

"Then brace yourself."

Nyx rose up enough to catch one of June’s legs behind the knee and lift it. He folded it back toward June’s chest, holding the thigh high and open, changing the angle completely.

"Here you go."

The next thrust went deeper. June’s eyes flew wide; a raw, high sound tore out of him as Nyx’s cock dragged over that perfect spot inside him on every stroke.

"Ah—yes... fuck, that was hard—" he gasped. The new position left him exposed and helpless, leg locked in Nyx’s strong grip while Nyx fucked into him with a steady, powerful rhythm.

"Like that?"

"Mmm. Faster—ah—"

Sweat slicked both of them now. The wet slap of skin on skin grew louder. June could only cling to Nyx’s arm and take it, every deep plunge lighting him up until his vision blurred at the edges.

After a while Nyx brought the leg back down, settling both of June’s thighs around his waist again.

One of his hands slid between their bodies and wrapped firmly around June’s cock.

"You’re hard..." Nyx bit his lower lip, staring down at the flushed length caught in his fist. "Let me help you..."

June simply smiled, breathless. The dual stimulation hit like a shock. Nyx stroked him in perfect time with his thrusts—tight fist sliding up from base to head on every inward snap of his hips, thumb smearing the wetness at the tip.

"Fuck, you’re so good at this," June moaned, his whole body jerking in response. Pleasure stacked on pleasure until it felt like too much and not enough at the same time.

"Really? Then I guess my research wasn’t in vain..." Nyx fucked him harder, hips rolling deep and relentless, hand working his cock in the same merciless rhythm.

June’s moans turned continuous, broken, desperate. He could feel the coil in his gut winding tighter and tighter, every thrust and stroke pushing him closer.

"Nyx—I’m gonna—fuck, I’m—" June gasped, eyes squeezing shut as his hands fisted the sheets. "I’m going to—"

"Me too," Nyx moaned, voice rough with pleasure as he rocked into him deep and hard, fucking and stroking faster. "Let’s do it together... okay?"

June shut his eyes tighter as he felt Nyx’s cock drive into him again and again. His hole was stretched and filled, Nyx’s hand stroking him with such focused intensity that the climax surged forward almost too fast.

"I’m... ah... I think I’m—" He gripped the sheets harder as his whole body began to quaver in surrender.

June shattered first.

His orgasm ripped through him in hard, pulsing waves; his hole clenched tight around Nyx’s cock as he spilled over Nyx’s fist and across his own stomach.

The rhythmic squeezing dragged Nyx right over the edge with him. Nyx pulled out at the last second with a rough, punched-out groan and came across June’s stomach and chest in thick, hot stripes, painting him while his hips stuttered through the last of it.

For a moment the only sound was their ragged breathing. Nyx didn’t pull away. He stayed close, one hand still braced beside June’s head, the other sliding gently over June’s stomach.

He rubbed the mess into June’s skin in slow, lazy circles—fingers tracing through the come, smearing it across the planes of his belly and up onto his chest like he was marking him.

Nyx’s breathing stayed raw as he stared down at June, who lay there equally spent, chest rising and falling hard from the intensity they had just shared.

Then, with a small heated smile, Nyx slowly leaned closer. His face hovered just above June’s, flushed and open.

"June..." he murmured, eyes dark. "I want to go again..."