Between the Sheets

Instead, Aether latches onto the meat of his thigh and sucks. He doesn't stop until he leaves a mark, red and purple and slowly turning darker. Aether licks over the mark with his tongue, trails a wet circle around the bruise that's starting to form. He kisses the mark once more and turns his attention to the other thigh, peppering the expanse of skin with more kisses and wet licks. More bruise marks sucked into skin.

"Aeth," Dew gasps as Aether blows cool air across another fresh kiss mark dotting the soft, sensitive skin of his inner thigh. "The fuck are you doin' down there?"

Aether just hums and continues making a mess of Dew's thighs.

"Love your legs," Aether says, soft and reverent, and then licks a filthy wet stripe across Dew's skin, pausing to dip the tip of his tongue into the place where his thigh and hip meets.

"Perfect fucking thighs," he continues, licking the other side of him, exactly the same. "Just the right amount of meat right here," he says, punctuating himself by squeezing the thickest part of Dew's thighs with each hand.

Aether mouths at him some more, taking his time to trail his tongue up the crease of Dew's hip and back down again.

"Nnngh," Dew groans, "Aeth, you're gettin' me all wet down there."

Aether chuckles and presses his lips to Dew's thigh for the hundredth time. He lets go of one leg and taps the pad of his pointer finger to the glistening tip of Dew's hard little cock. A quick little pat, just at the slit, where a pearly bead of precum has gathered.

"Already pretty wet down here, if you ask me," Aether says, lips ghosting the skin of Dew's thigh once more.

Dew groans at the joke, but rolls his hips just the same, chasing more of Aether's touch. But Aether loves to tease, so instead, he moves his hand away to slide up the length of Dew's other thigh, holding slim legs open to continue mouthing at him as he pleases.

"C'mon, Aether," Dew all but whines, "if you're gonna be down there at least jerk me off a little."

Aether smiles against his skin, lets his tongue dart out again for another taste, just the tiniest lick.

"Nope," he answers, and continues to nip at him.

Dew clicks his tongue in mock annoyance and does his best to try and sit up far enough to gnash his fangs in Aether's general direction.

"Oh, you wanna bite now, do you?" Aether asks and then sinks his fangs into the tender meat of Dew's thigh. Bites down just on the wrong side of gentle, not hard enough to break skin, but hard enough that Dew draws in a sharp, surprised gasp and falls back to the pillows. His face goes red and Aether can't help but take another bite, to nip sharp teeth into soft flesh just as Dew covers his face with his hands and lets out a low, shaky moan.

Eventually, Aether does suck him off. He trails wet kisses up Dew's leg, stopping to lick and bite and squeeze, until he hits the crease of Dew's hip. And then he's licking his way up, trailing his tongue up the valley of Dew's pelvis. When he finally swallows him down, he grabs a handful of thigh in each hand and presses his legs open nice and wide.

Dew's already close as Aether sinks down far enough to take his whole length, and the way he grabs and squeezes and massages the meat of his thighs as he bobs his head up and down his shaft has him trembling. Aether's big hands and strong fingers squeezing and pawing at him. Dew's sure he'll have bruises later - a perfect imprint of Aether's fingerprints to match the hickeys he sucked into his skin earlier.

He cums down Aether's throat at the thought of it, at how messed up he's sure to look when they're done. His body visibly marked up. Claimed by Aether's lips and teeth and hands.

Aether dutifully swallows down every drop, presses a gentle kiss to the tip of Dew's softening cock, and heads right back to mouthing at Dew's parted thighs. Dew cranes his body up far enough to glance down between them, and sure enough, he can see Aether's hand moving in between his own legs, fondling himself as he licks and sucks at the soft meat of his thighs.

"Fuck," Dew whispers, watching Aether jerk himself faster. He'll never get tired of seeing how crazy Aether goes for his body, at how he finds new ways to love every single inch of him, completely unashamed in his reverence.

Dew watches, jaw slack, as Aether's body goes rigid and shudders. The bigger ghoul presses his face into Dew's thigh and groans, long and loud, as he cums into the sheets below them.