A Dangerous Bargain (2) [R18]

"…Hnn."

Mikael's breath hitched, and he could not suppress a moan to the sensation coursing through his body. His fingers, which held onto Nicolaus' shoulders, now clung to him, their grip tightening.

Nicolaus' other hand traced a path down to Mikael's trembling back. He boldly ventured lower and rested his palm upon Mikael's round buttcheek.

He caressed it with a skill that left Mikael weak in the knees, kneading various shapes and pressing in the right places.

Their lips remained locked in a passionate kiss, and the room seemed to melt away for Mikael. The way Nicolaus' fingers moved against his skin sent shivers of sensation down his spine.

With each touch, and the longer their kiss lasted, the more it ignited a strange, tingling sensation throughout Mikael's body.

Nicolaus then made a bold move that sent a jolt of surprise to Mikael. He trailed a finger between his bottom cheeks, and his touch sent an electric shock straight to Mikael's core that parted him from their kiss.

"H, Ha, Ah!"

Mikael responded with breathy noises. The pressure and warmth when Nicolaus slid a finger inside his rear entrance pushed Mikael to tall kneel, instinctively shifting from his position on Nicolaus' lap.

Mikael's eyes widened in shock, a familiar sensation stirring within him from a previous memory of their wedding night.

"Wa, Wait," he managed to protest, his voice quivering. Mikael looked at Nicolaus with anxious eyes, as he pleaded, "C, Can we just skip this and–"

But before Mikael could finish his plea, Nicolaus interrupted him with a knowing smile, his golden irises dancing with amusement as he held Mikael's gaze in a sensual lock.

"Don't say something you will regret later," he purred in a whisper. "Trust me, you will beg me to take it slow."

With those words, Nicolaus resumed and slid in and out his middle finger. Simultaneously, he took Mikael's perked nipple into his mouth, his lips and tongue teasing the sensitive flesh.

Mikael's body responded with an involuntary curl, drawing nearer to Nicolaus like a magnetic pull. He felt slight pain and a growing peculiar feeling coiled within his lower abdomen.

Nicolaus' long finger explored the corners of his inner walls. His tongue teasingly licking Mikael's sensitive nipples, sucking them into his warm mouth, felt as though Mikael's energy was being drawn away.

Unable to resist to witness the escalating pleasurable discomfort, Mikael peered down. His trembling gaze found Nicolaus' tongue teasing his hardened nipple, turning its color to a rosy hue from the suction.

His cheeks flushed the same redness as the teased, sensitive flesh on his chest. Mikael could not help but think self-consciously, 'There's n, nothing to suck on them.'

When Nicolaus caught him watching, Mikael flinched slightly, his eyes locking with the burning desire in Nicolaus' eyes.

"Uuh, hn," Mikael uttered softly like a sigh.

With delicate motion, Nicolaus guided another finger deeper into Mikael's squeezing depths. He explored his insides in a motion that wasn't too fast yet far from slow, teasing Mikael to surrender.

Mikael's knees threatened to give in under the intoxicating sensations from his lower region, prompting him to willingly sink back onto Nicolaus' lap, his head collapsing on Nicolaus' chest.

As their bodies pressed together, Mikael became aware of something hard beneath him, poking against his own erecting shaft. Mikael's ears turned red by the second, and the growing heat in his abdomen intensified.

Nicolaus increased the pace, answering to Mikael's tightening muscles. The lewd, squelching noises reverberated through the room. It was raw to their ears, and they were a piece of lovely music to Nicolaus. However, for Mikael, it was a crescendo that was too much, threatening to consume him.

The bed beneath them creaked softly as Nicolaus adjusted their positions. As Mikael's body arched in response to the mounting pleasure, Nicolaus wrapped an arm around his waist, pulling him even closer. Now, there was no longer an inch of space separating their bodies.

Mikael's eyes widened. Pressing so tightly together, Mikael could feel Nicolaus' undeniable bulge against his belly. Apprehension woke his mind in a whirlpool as he silently measured their differences.

'H, He's huge!'

He panicked. He could already imagine quenching in pain, recalling the discomfort that had left him unable to walk for days after that thing rammed him.

Then, his inner turmoil was interrupted when he sensed Nicolaus pressing his fingers onto a particular spot inside his walls, shaking Mikael's entire core.

"Ahn!" he gasped.

From Mikael's reaction, Nicolaus maintained his focus on that spot, applying pressure and teasing him as he slid his fingers in and out. And between these beats, Nicolaus continued to stretch Mikael's boundaries and added an additional finger.

"N, No," Mikael pleaded, "it feels w, weird!"

But no matter, Nicolaus paid no heed to his protests. It did not take long when Mikael's abdomen felt achingly full, and his fingers clenched tightly on Nicolaus' shoulders as he surrendered to the overwhelming waves of pleasure.

"Hng, haah!" His voice broke from the torment that left him momentarily helpless.

Mikael slumped above Nicolaus; his bare body was flinching, intensifying by the slap of the breeze over his hypersensitive skin after his climax.

Nicolaus delicately lifted Mikael, who had yet to steady his breathing, and laid him on the bed. He glanced at his shirt, which was now stained and sticky with Mikael's fluid. 

Nicolaus muttered, breaking the silence, "Control your voice. You're gonna wake everyone up." 

Mikael's gaze met Nicolaus', seeing him undressing his upper garment, embarrassed at the patch he made on his shirt.

After Nicolaus had removed his shirt and tossed it aside on the floor, his physique bared to Mikael's eyes. As he shifted on the bed, Nicolaus caught Mikael's thighs again in his firm grasp, parting them wide before stretching his rear with gentle pressure.

Bracing himself for what was to come, Mikael closed his eyes. However, Nicolaus slid his four fingers inside him, one after another, eliciting pain and discomfort in Mikael. 

Instinctively, he fluttered his eyes open, reaching out to grip Nicolaus' arm.

"T, That's–" he began, but his words faltered as pleasure mingled with tingle pains.

"You're too wet that it slides in smoothly," Nicolaus commented seductively. He moved with the same motion as before, exploring, touching each side of his walls searching for Mikael's good spot.

The squelching and slick noises played in that heightened the fiery desire burning in the room.

When Nicolaus had finally found that elusive spot, Mikael's legs quivered and drew close together. His knees pressed against each other as he tiptoed on the mattress, his toes creating tides on the fabric beneath him.

"D, Don't, ha-ah, m, my lord," Mikael begged, his voice coming out weirdly, his toes continuing to tousle the sheets.

Nicolaus' hand clamped between his trembling legs, stroking in and out with the speed that drove Mikael even closer to the edge of ecstasy.

"Hn, hng!"

Mikael threw his head back as the pace advanced and the heat forming in his abdomen escalated. He fought an escaping moan and pressed his lips together tightly.

"Hmnn!"

As his legs were still closing, Nicolaus gently parted them with his other hand. Mikael's thighs shook uncontrollably, muscles shuddering in response to Nicolaus' touch.

Mikael tiptoed, his body tingling, from every nerve aligned with pleasure. His breath quickened, his pelvis rising without his control to the peak of euphoria before a flow of liquid escaped, splattering onto his warm stomach.

Overwhelmed by the intensity, Mikael slumped onto the bed. His gaze drifted lazily to the ceiling, his chest heaving as he panted for breath.

"Hey," Nicolaus' call broke through the haze of Mikael's pleasure, "don't sleep yet."

Mikael blinked, his eyes heavy, as he looked at Nicolaus.

"I'm just getting started," Nicolaus said as he adjusted the bulging shaft under his pants.

'D, Did I make the right choice?'

Mikael still paled, hesitant at the sight of Nicolaus' size. Even though he had seen it twice, he could not help his fear. It was long and thicker than Mikael's wrist.

Lost in his anxieties, Mikael placed his arms over his face, his heart racing as he turned his head away, unable to bear the thought of witnessing how Nicolaus would manage to put his thing inside him.

Nicolaus adjusted himself and opened Mikael's legs. He stretched out his rear and positioned his shaft by Mikael's entrance, touching his squeezing hole tenderly.

"I, It's not gonna fit," Mikael whimpered.

"It did last time," Nicolaus assured. "At least the half of it."

Nicolaus then nudged the tip of his rod on Mikael's door, which made Mikael flinched.