Chapter Text
Alear eased awake slowly to the sounds of birds singing on the Somniel. The sky was still mostly dark shades of purple, just beginning to fade into the orange of sunrise, and there was a slight, warm breeze sweeping through the room from the many windows. As his awareness returned, Alear felt the warm body resting against his, arm over his hips, breath fanning onto his chest. Despite the circumstances, he felt his heart lifting with the memory of pleasuring Alcryst the night before, seeing him bare, feeling him let go and climax in his arms. The look on his face as he fell asleep just inches away from him. He sighed, drifting happily in the moment, and smoothed his hand up and down Alcryst’s back.
Alcryst was awake after all; he sat up, the white sheet draped around his shoulders, when he realized Alear had woken up too.
“Good morning,” said Alear, voice rough with sleep.
Alcryst smiled. “Good morning. I was waiting for you to wake up.”
“You could have woken me,” Alear said, proudly noticing a round, plum-colored spot on Alcryst’s neck. At least part of that would be above his collar.
“Of course not! You need your rest. We all need you at your best.” He blushed and looked down. “And I would have felt bad. I was worried about you after yesterday. You went through a lot, and then you spent so much energy on me… You should sleep as long as you need to.”
“Well, I appreciate you thinking of me,” Alear said, his hand landing on Alcryst’s hip and his thumb tracing circles there. “But I’m used to getting woken up, usually by someone less considerate than you. And don’t worry, I feel fine. Great, actually.”
Alcryst looked somewhat reassured. “If you say so. Oh! But, I wanted to apologize.”
Alear couldn’t help but laugh. “Already? The sun’s not even up yet. What happened?”
Alcryst continued seriously. “Last night! You took such good care of me and I didn’t do anything for you! I just fell asleep!”
“Oh,” realized Alear. “Don’t be sorry. You needed your sleep, too. And I wanted last night to be about you.”
Alcryst furrowed his brow. “It’s supposed to be about both of us. That’s how it works.”
Alear reached up and stroked his finger down Alcryst’s cheek. “Really, don’t feel bad. I’m not in a hurry. But, if you’re feeling up to it, there’s a couple hours before people start waking up. We could pick up where we left off.”
Alcryst looked interested, but shy. “Really? It wouldn’t be…too much?”
Alear gently pulled him back down to rest next to him. “I’m happy to take all of you I can get.” One of Alear’s hands was rubbing up and down Alcryst’s back; he pulled it back to stroke over his nipple with the backs of his fingers. Alcryst drew a sharp breath and pressed himself closer to Alear. “Sounds like you’re warming up to the idea,” Alear teased.
Alcryst craned his neck up to kiss the underside of Alear’s jaw. “I think I could be convinced.”
Alear pulled Alcryst on top of him and quickly sat up, pulling Alcryst’s knees toward him so he was straddling his hips. Alcryst grabbed onto his shoulders and laughed as he almost fell backward, clamping his legs around him. There were still two layers of clothes separating them, but holding him in his lap, Alear could feel Alcryst’s center against him, radiating heat. Working his hands between them, he hooked his thumbs in the waist of his pants. “Do you mind if I take these off?”
Alcryst rose up on his knees, giving Alear the space to slide off his pants and underwear, and a great view of his gloriously naked body. Alear crossed his legs so Alcryst could sit in his lap and let him lower himself back down, his arms wrapping loosely around Alear’s shoulders. He was hyperaware of the gravity of finally having nothing between them. Alcryst’s long-lashed eyes flicked down to his lips, glancing back up as if asking permission. Alear leaned forward to close the distance between them and kissed him, slowly drawing Alcryst back with him as the prince chased his lips after each kiss.
“So, what do you want?” Alear asked him, his voice husky.
Alcryst kissed him once more before leaning his forehead against Alear’s. “Can I touch you? I want to learn how to make you feel good.”
“It’s not hard to figure out,” Alear teased. “I’m sure you’ll pick it up in no time.”
Alcryst rolled his eyes, but he smiled begrudgingly. “Don’t get your expectations too high. I’ve never- um, touched-”
Alear kissed him to cut off his nervous rambling. “It’s fine,” he told Alcryst. “Take your time. You’re not going to do anything I don’t like, I promise.” He bumped his nose against Alcryst’s playfully.
Alcryst hummed. He kissed Alear just below the corner of his jaw, working his way back up to his lips with tiny, soft kisses. Alear shivered. It took so little for Alcryst to seduce him. Alear’s breath caught when he felt a tentative hand around his quickly hardening cock, Alcryst’s slim fingers feeling noticeably different from his own. He felt it twitch with the reminder that this was Alcryst touching him, really here in his bed with him, his arms around him making him feel so wanted. Like he wanted to keep him. After a few slow strokes getting used to the feel of it in his hand, Alcryst swirled the pad of his thumb around the slit, spreading slickness around the head. Alear made a sound he wasn’t proud of, his hips jerking forward into the sensation. “I guess it’s been a while for me,” he said sheepishly.
Alcryst didn’t seem bothered and continued sliding his hand down Alear’s shaft, slicking him up down to the root. “At least a thousand years, right?”
Alear had to laugh. “Yeah, I guess it must be. That’s kind of embarrassing. I’m probably out of practice.”
Alcryst drew his hand back up his length and started settling into a rhythm, his grip more confident, almost knocking the breath out of Alear. “You seemed pretty practiced last night,” Alcryst said. How did he innocently say these things that made Alear blush without even trying? His hand went still for a moment. “Can I try something?”
“Sure,” Alear said. “All ideas are good ideas.”
Alcryst rose up in his lap just a little and guided the tip of his cock to his entrance, still slick from the night before. Alear’s heart skipped a beat thinking he would keep going and press it inside himself, but instead, he brought it up to his clit and used the natural lubrication to start massaging it with the head of Alear's cock.
A shudder ran through Alear. “Ohh, you’re a genius,” he sighed, resting his forehead on Alcryst’s chest. Alcryst laughed breathily. The feeling of the head of his cock against Alcryst’s clit was unfamiliar, but divine. He hoped it felt the same way for his lover. “You’re gonna love when I go down on you, I can tell,” he babbled to Alcryst, speaking right to his heart pounding in his chest. “I can’t wait to hear the sounds you make for me.” Alcryst whimpered and increased the pressure, making them both cry out.
Alear reached to take Alcryst’s nipple between two of his fingers. He couldn’t tell if the soft sound he made was pleasure or pain, and realized he wasn’t sure how Alcryst felt about him paying attention to this part of him. “Is it okay if I play with these?” he asked.
“Yes,” Alcryst replied right away. Now that he had permission, Alear continued gently pulling at one nipple and taking the other into his mouth. “Oh! That feels-” Alear sucked firmly on the nipple in his mouth. Alcryst gasped. “Fuck!”
Alear had to let go to laugh for a moment. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard you curse before,” he pointed out.
But Alcryst didn’t have time for his distractions; he buried his hand in the hair at the back of Alear’s head and begged, “Please. Again.” Alear gave in and slowly swirled his tongue around his nipple, reducing him back from words to unfiltered noises, before giving the other side of his chest the same treatment.
For all that he could have sat there like that for the rest of his life, Alear leaned back. “This is amazing, but, I want to try something a little different,” he said. Alcryst nodded and tentatively took his hand off of him, looking curious. Alear lay back down, stretched out his legs, and let his hard cock fall against his stomach. He put his hands on Alcryst’s hips and shifted him higher up his body until he could pull him down and grind the underside of his cock against his slippery cunt.
Alcryst nearly doubled over, bracing his hands on Alear’s chest. “Oh,” he said, sounding as if this arrangement had never occurred to him. He caught on quickly, though, his eyes slipping closed as he started sliding back and forth on him, his hips gradually finding the perfect slow-but-sure rhythm. “Like this?” he managed to ask through his obvious pleasure.
“Gods, exactly like that.” Alear kept his hands firmly on Alcryst’s hips, but he was really just enjoying the ride, Alcryst doing all the work. “Love when you start moving on instinct like this. You just do what feels good.”
Alcryst slid forward and let his clit sit right on the ridge of the head, his eyes screwed shut, biting his lip. “This feels good for you, too?” he asked, breathless.
“Fuck, yes. Please don’t stop.” He might not have technically been inside him, but until Alcryst was ready, he’d happily take this instead. It would have been easy to close his eyes and lose himself, but he didn’t want to take his eyes off Alcryst above him, glowing golden with the rays of the rising sun, rolling his hips, unabashed in his pleasure. On a whim, he reached up and rested his thumb on Alcryst’s plush lower lip. His eyes still closed in bliss, Alcryst parted his lips just enough for Alear to press his thumb inside to the tip of his tongue, rounding his lips around his finger like a natural.
That image was what did him in. Alear felt his orgasm start to take hold of him. He choked out, “I’m-” He gave up on the warning as it suddenly broke over him like a tidal wave. His body was beyond his control. It arched like he’d been struck by lightning, raising his hips - and Alcryst - several inches off the bed. His vision blacked out as his come shot up onto his own chest. Even after his body collapsed flat onto the mattress, he felt it keep washing over him, clearing out everything else in his mind until it was empty and quiet.
When he came back to himself a minute later and blinked his eyes open, Alcryst was gently wiping his chest clean with the corner of one of the sheets. “You’re so sweet to me,” said Alear, his voice still unsteady.
Alcryst smiled and tossed the sheet aside. “Was that good?” He only sounded a little nervous.
Alear ran his hands up and down Alcryst’s thighs, still straddling his legs. “I know you know the answer to that.” He noticed vivid pink marks where his thumbs had been, just above Alcryst’s hip bones, and winced. “Sorry. You might have bruises,” he said, massaging the marks apologetically.
Alcryst blushed scarlet. “Um. That’s okay. I…kind of hope I do,” he admitted shyly. “You’re so strong.”
Alear remembered his climax lifting Alcryst off the mattress and laughed. “That’s why I train, really,” he joked. “You feel better about reciprocating now?” Alcryst nodded. “Good, because I have plans for you.”