Mistake or not? 2

It took half

a second for Saffran to process everything even though he felt thousand of

sparks all over his body the second Norman's lips touched his. Norman's posture

is frozen as he doesn't move his face or anything just keeps his lips glued on

Saffran. Both of them has fear of getting rejected and the awkward position

puts them in a dilemma between bolting out of the room and continue.

After what

feels like eternity Saffran moves his lips, one hand on Norman's neck and the

other on his waist. He brings his head closer making their lips press compactly

 and starts kissing on Norman's closed

mouth. Forsaking his rationality, inhibitions, morals and ideals Norman gets

drown in the pretty boy's intoxicated kiss so deep that even heaven's virtues

can't stop him now. He tightly snakes his arms around Saffran's neck, both legs

spread on either side of him as he straddles Saffran's waist. He gasps when

Saffran softly bites his lower lip and he quickly inserts his tongue in his

mouth.

Norman can describe

this feeling vibrantly. It feels like being soaked in a bubbly litchi flavoured

sparkling water fresh out of fridge in the summer having the familiar taste of Saffran's

mouth in his. Nostalgia hits him when the heartthrob marks every corner of his

oral cavity. He longed for this feeling. And from the way his heart is beating

he will probably long for it for the rest of his life. Norman never fights for

dominance when Saffran's tongue meets his, he gleefully surrenders himself even

in this tiny act.

"Mmm."

Norman moans when Saffran rubs his tongue in a rhythmic motion, eyes gets blur

a little and he weakly holds the pretty boy's silk black hair in a grip. Norman

cant see the frown on Saffran's tightly shut eyes when he tugs his hair but

surely hears his barely audible groan. As if it's an warning alarm, Norman gets

alert of his actions, opens his eyes suddenly and pushes on Saffran's chest.

Saffran slowly opens his eyes, still not wanting to leave his mouth but does nonetheless

with a playful bite on his lower lip.

Norman feels

his hard on down there and he is equally hard too. Even though the siren clawing

in his brain he doesn't wanna stop right now. He watches Saffran's dazed expression,

like he is too much happy but at the same time too much discontent. He wanna

ask what's the matter but he knows the answers already. He moves some hair from

Saffran's face with his index finger, keeps on staring at him and gets lost in

a trance that is his beauty. How can a person with an ugly heart be so

beautiful?

Each of Saffran's

moves are full with hesitation but he is somewhat determined to do the

forbidden things. It's not devil's fault if the prey willingly surrender all of

them at his feet.

Norman

flinches when Saffran starts to caresses his body. From his chest to his lower

legs, not a single part of his body goes untouched. He then slowly lifts

Norman's T-shirt and the shorter boy puts his hands up obediently. As soon as

the cloth leaves his body Saffran's mouth again attacks him. He starts with his

neck, sucks the skin with urgency as if he's been hungry for days. Norman gasps

from the pleasure and tilts his head for more of him.

With his

hands Saffran pinches those perky nipples of him. He doesn't think twice before

littering Norman with lots of hickies.

When he is

done with his neck he then takes one of Norman's nipples in his mouth pushing

his hips upwards with his hands. A strangled moan leaves Norman's lips and he

instantly stops his action. He looks up at him, eyes so dark with lust he

almost looks like one of the Seven Deadly Sins. Saffran never showed this much

of his unmasked face as he is now. And it makes Norman's heart move a little.

"D-don't

stop." Norman whispers holding his neck and Saffran gets the cue to continue

his thing. He sucks, bites, licks and bruises his tiny bud while giving

attention to the other one with his hand. Soon Norman becomes a moaning mess

and his lower half gets uncomfortable. "T-touch me d-down there." Norman meekly

says, already embarrassed so he presses his face on Saffran's neck but the scent

of Saffran's body along with his cologne makes his tranquil and more hot. Getting

the hint Saffran again pushes him up with his hands under his ass and gets up

himself. Afraid of falling Norman strongly tightens his limbs around Saffran's

whole body and untangles himself when he puts him down on the bed.

Saffran

observes his whole body and even in the slightly dim lights his eyes sparkles

which makes Norman self conscious. He is totally vulnerable now under him, the

boy he was 'supposed' to hate. But he will blame the alcohol for tonight's disaster

that is going to happen.

"You're so

goddamn beautiful." Saffran breathily whispers and Norman's whole body becomes

red from the compliment. "Why d-don't you just quickly do it?" Saffran chuckles

and starts to remove his own shirt. He feels Norman's eyes on his body and so

he keeps his little smirk permanent on his face. After taking off his

turtleneck he then removes his jeans too. Norman's heart is beating 100x times

faster than before. Even though they had sex a lot and saw each other's bodies

thousand of times, watching him showing everything again to him is so much overwhelming

right now. His bulge is so prominent and angry Norman even sees a darker spot

near his tip. 'I-Is that precum?!' Norman chokes on his spit and coughs loudly.

Saffran looks concerned and pats his back but Norman mutters a low 'I'm okay'

without looking at his eyes. He is panicking inside. He never saw Saffran dripping

without any outer stimulations. And now he became like this just from kissing

and sucking his body? Norman hopes it's a hallucination cause the way his

insides are turning upside down isn't really good for his heart and body.

"please let

me adore you to my heart's content tonight Norm." And god if it didn't break

Norman's heart a little at that straining tone. What is he doing to him? Who

gave him the right to say that? "Do whatever you want."

And so he does

it. He starts with light kissing after removing Norman's pants, from his head,

whole face, lips, neck, collar bone, nipples, Norman giggles while he just

pours his everything out in these kisses, he goes lower and finishes his task

by kissing his toes. Not even an inch is un-kissed of Norman's body. Saffran holds

the waistband of Norman's boxers and asks for permission with his eyes. Norman

nods a little and in one go Saffran makes him fully naked. He is in full view. Norman

quickly hides his lower part pathetically with his hands but the pretty boy cautiously

removes them. "You're beautiful everywhere. Don't hide it." The line doesn't

impress Norman as much as it could to his past self. Cause there was a certain

time when Norman dedicated each cell of his body to Saffran and the heartthrob

just burnt them.

Norman sighs

which doesn't go unheard. "If you wanna fuck me then do it quick." The vibrant

glint in Saffran's eyes fades a little. He nods and kisses his pelvic area

bending down. Norman didn't shave but he couldn't care less. He buries his nose

in his pubic hair while jerking him. Norman gets startled and instantly grips

his hair with both hands. "What are you doing?!" Saffran lifts his head and

kisses the tip of his dick.

Never in his

wildest dreams Norman imagined Saffran blowing him. He though had wished before

for it but now seeing it turning to reality he doesn't know what to feel. The

sensation is over bearing. Norman can cum right now just from Saffran touching

his dick with his  bare hand. But again he

wanna enjoy whatever Saffran is giving him so he controls himself.

Saffran doesn't

hesitate to lick the head, green eyes meet the black ones. He doesn't remove

his eyes from Norman's face in case he misses even a small glimpse of Norman's expression.

After nipping the head for a few seconds he puts the whole thing his mouth

making the length go as deep as possible. Norman moans out loud, his thighs

grip Saffran's head tightly making him take more of his length till the tip meets

back of his throat. Saffran chokes and instantly coughs after taking out his

dick. "Relax baby." He rubs Norman's inner thighs soothingly and bites his

creamy skin. Norman has tears in his eyes, face flushed like someone painted

red neon lights on him.

"Ca-carry

on." He eagerly urges him to continue. Saffran nods smiling and again takes him

in his mouth. Slurping noises gets overcome by Norman's loud, high pitched

moans. He is probably in another world cause the irresistible pleasure that is

coming from his lower body can not be of this mortal world.

Saffran

sucks sloppily. Even though he keeps the length in his mouth, he doesn't bob

much and grazes his teeth on the skin often. All he does is rolling his tongue

not so expertly but it seems like Norman is quite close to his orgasm. "I

wanna-" Saffran takes his dick out of his mouth with a slight pop and holds the

tip with his thumb. "Not so fast Normie~." He teases him with a sadistic tone

that Norman doesn't know if he should be afraid or turned on. "Let go! It

hurts." Norman cries desperately but the boy he admires doesn't heed a word.

"Suck on these."

Saffran inserts his long two fingers in Norman's mouth. Norman quickly

understands what's the next big thing's gonna happen so he sucks eagerly, tries

to get more of his saliva on his fingers coating them in a thick layer. Saffran

takes his fingers out and lowers his hand. Norman doesn't wait too long before

the pretty boy pushes his index finger inside of his ass. The feeling is so homely

if only Norman could ask the heaven to stop the time. Saffran starts scissoring

him slowly and carefully making Norman flinch and groan. "Does it hurt?" "A

little."

Saffran puts

another finger in making Norman squirm as he stretches his walls with his two

fingers. He pushes them so deep that his knuckles meet his entrance. Norman is

a panting mess by now. When Saffran rubs his prostate Norman practically

screams his throat out making Saffran startled. "Fuck." Saffran mutters then

leans down to kiss him on his full lips. Norman greedily welcomes him, holding

his broad shoulders in a tight hug, his legs are also hugging his waist.

A sharp pain

courses though his hole when Saffran puts 3rd finger. But the pain

soon vanishes when his prostate is being simulated so intensely that Norman's

whole tummy become wet with his precum. "E-nough." He pants through kisses and

Saffran kisses his temple before removing his finger. He removes his underwear

and give his length some quick strokes. Norman watches him like a hawk putting

his upper body weight on his elbows. Saffran notices his stares and licks his

lips keeping his dark green eyes on him without missing the audible gulp Norman

just took. "There's no condom." Norman says as a matter of fact already assuming

Saffran doesn't have any and it's true. "Want me to stop?" There is a genuine

concern in the heartthrob's eyes. Norman shakes his head cause no matter what

he doesn't wanna stop at this point and the thought of Saffran's bare dick in

him brings him an unknown ecstasy even though he was so against the idea in the

past.

Saffran

smiles and hovers on him. "As you wish."