Sometimes it takes a crisis to appreciate
a good man.
When Aldric first meets Lito, he
considers the man a nuisance. As a dragon keeper for the kingdom of Corancia,
he has more important tasks than answering an artist’s numerous questions about
dragons.
Lito travelled to Corancia so he could
observe dragons firsthand for his paintings and he’s full of questions about
the magnificent creatures. His questions aren’t merely for his art, however;
they arise from his deep love of dragons. When he overhears a plot by his own
kingdom to eliminate the animals, he has to choose between his loyalty and his
beloved dragons.
Working to prevent the extermination of
dragons throws Aldric and Lito together and lust is in the air. If they’re lucky,
they might end up with more than healthy dragons. It’s just possible that
happily ever exists after all.
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Once the artist set
down his pen, Aldric ventured to ask, “Does it take many years of training to
be an artist?”
“To be a good one, yes.
Particularly when it comes to the details of preparing materials and paints.
However, at the risk of being outrageously bold, after the way you were looking
at me I’ll be more than a touch disappointed if you are thinking only of my
craft.”
It was very bold
indeed, but Aldric found he liked that. “Not only, no.” He glanced down at
Lito’s hands. “Your hands are nimble, and you have such control.”
Lito smiled. “Perhaps
you’re wondering what else I can do with them?”
Aldric felt himself
blush. “You are outrageously bold.”
“And you need not hold
yourself back so much. Certainly not after I established that you aren’t the
only one interested. Is everyone in the north so restrained?”
“No. I spend more time
with dragons than with people.”
“We ought to do
something about that,” said Lito. He reached out, placing one hand on the side
of Aldric’s face. “I see no reason you can’t enjoy human company when your
workday is completed.”
Aldric did not enjoy
the company of just any human. Lito’s was among those he did enjoy. “I don’t
know the custom for seducing a houseguest,” he confessed. “Am I supposed to
offer you supper first, or take you to bed straightaway?”
Lito laughed. “I
believe I’m the one seducing you. In either case, bed, please.”
Aldric took Lito to his
bedroom, glad that his bedding was recently returned from the laundress. It
would not do to appear slovenly.
Not that Lito paid heed
to the room, as his attention was reserved for Aldric. Specifically, removing
Aldric’s clothing. He made short work of it all, followed quickly by his own.
Naked, they admired each other.
Aldric was not one to
admire for very long when he could be touching. He ran his hand down Lito’s
neck and traced the muscles on the artist’s chest, enjoying not just the feel
of muscle but the way Lito reacted with quickened breath and shivering skin.
He sat on his bed and
pulled Lito down so the other man was straddling his lap. This was an excellent
position, which allowed for roaming hands and the thrill of their cocks bumping
together. Lito also took this as time for kissing. Aldric was not always fond
of the activity, but he found with Lito he quite liked it. All the more so when
Lito arranged himself so their chests were together and his hands traced a
roving pattern on Aldric’s back at the same time his tongue explored Aldric’s
mouth.
It had been some time
since Aldric last enjoyed the company of another man, and he forcibly quelled
his impatience. He found it was always better to take one’s time in matters of
sexual pleasure, so he focused on individual sensations: the feel of Lito’s
weight on his lap, the sound of their kisses and Lito’s barely audible whimpers,
the heady scent of aroused men, and the shocks of pleasure when their cocks
touched.
Lito dragged his fingernails along Aldric’s
spine and pulled his mouth away. “You see, it pays handsomely to be
outrageously bold.”
Such was not Aldric’s
style, but he appreciated it in Lito. “Indeed, it does.” Then he put his mouth
to work pressing kisses along his lover’s neck, which earned him a series of
delightful moans. He enjoyed a vocal lover. Each noise served as a reward for
his efforts and told him what his partner especially liked.
He leaned to lie flat
on his back, taking Lito down with him. The weight of another man’s body atop
his own excited him, as did Lito’s next enthusiastic round of kissing and
rubbing.
When the artist next
stopped kissing he said, “I do believe I spoke of what else I can do with my
hands. I ought to demonstrate.”
“By all means.”
His fingers were as
nimble as earlier, only now the quick motions danced around Aldric’s sac. “You
are very talented,” said Aldric.
“I always endeavor for
the best possible results.”
How fortunate for
Aldric. He gasped as Lito took his cock in one hand while the other continued
its tantalizing massage of his balls.
“It’s a benefit to
bedding an artist.” Lito smiled, clearly pleased with Aldric’s reaction to his
ministrations. “Well-trained hands combined with ceaseless striving for
perfection.”
If one considered an
orgasm perfection, Aldric was fast approaching it until Lito suddenly stopped
and said, “I want to undo you, Aldric.”
He was about to remark
that letting go of his cock was not a good way to achieve that goal, when Lito
did something remarkable. He lowered himself down Aldric’s body and took
Aldric’s cock in his mouth.
The sensation was so
overwhelmingly wonderful that it took Aldric a moment to ask, “What are you
doing?”
Lito paused, which was
a great loss and made Aldric regret his question. “You don’t mean to tell me
you’ve never done this?”
“I’ve never heard of
taking a cock in my mouth.”
The artist’s eyes
widened in surprise. “How dreadful. I must show you what you’ve been missing.”
Aldric decided he’d
been missing a great deal.
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About the author
Some kids have imaginary friends. Not content with that, I dreamed up an imaginary village. I can't remember a time in my life where my head hasn't been full of stories, characters, and worlds, so it's no surprise that at a young age I decided I wanted to be a writer when I grew up.
I love writing as much as ever, though these days my stories feature hot guys falling in love and steamy man-on-man action. I strive for realism in all aspects of my work, so if you want your m/m romance with believable plots and relatable characters you've come to the right place.
Other ways to describe me: avid reader; chocoholic; historian; sci-fi geek; proud New Englander; koala lover; travel enthusiast.
I love writing as much as ever, though these days my stories feature hot guys falling in love and steamy man-on-man action. I strive for realism in all aspects of my work, so if you want your m/m romance with believable plots and relatable characters you've come to the right place.
Other ways to describe me: avid reader; chocoholic; historian; sci-fi geek; proud New Englander; koala lover; travel enthusiast.
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