Chapter Nineteen

Lesson 4

Seb

Larkin's eyes grew lively with nervous excitement. "O-okay."

Unable to stop myself, I dipped down to give him another kiss, then asked again, "Ready? You remember your safeword? But if anything feels uncomfortable, I'll obviously stop if you tell me to."

He nodded. "Uh-huh. Yes. I remember. And I'm… I'm ready."

"Alright." Holding myself up above him, I ducked my head to nuzzle his cheek and the corner of his mouth. "So obviously the lips are a big one. Tell me how it feels when I kiss you."

He whimpered into my mouth as I kissed him softly, breaths stuttering against my lips. "It… it feels r-really nice."

I huffed in amusement. "You're going to tell me how each one feels, Lark. And you're not allowed to use the word ‘nice,'" I added sternly.

He gave me a sheepish grin, cheeks flushed. "Okay. No prob. I have a super wide vocabulary."

I chuckled. "Alright, good. Let's try again."

I kissed him once more, slowly, dipping my tongue just inside his mouth to brush against his. He shuddered, fingers tightening on my sides.

As I began trailing kisses along his cheek, he swallowed thickly and said, "It feels… Your tongue is soft. And hot."

I nuzzled the pointed tip of his ear, and it twitched under my lips. "The ears can be one for some people."

"Y-yeah." He shivered, sliding his fingers onto my shoulder blades and gripping tight. "That's… weirdly sensitive. In a good way."

Trailing lower, I sucked his earlobe, then tugged at it gently with my lips. He shivered, nodding frantically, dislodging it from my mouth as I smiled.

"Th-that's nice. Good," he rushed to amend. My smile grew. I was pretty sure he was just going to say everything was ‘good' instead of ‘nice.'

"The neck," I murmured, pressing soft kisses down the elegant length. When I reached his pulse, I gave him an open-mouthed kiss, letting my tongue stroke his skin.

Larkin made a soft sound and tilted his head. "Th-that feels really good," he breathed, hips briefly straining up underneath me. "I like that. A lot."

Humming my approval, I made my way over the bend of his neck and along his shoulder. Shifting back, I clasped his hand and brought it up to my mouth, then placed a soft kiss in the centre of his palm before doing the same to the tip of his middle finger.

When I sucked that finger into my mouth, he gasped and writhed against the mattress.

"Sh-shit." His head was tilted to watch me, eyes wide and cheeks flushed. "That… that feels like it's connected to my dick somehow."

I huffed in amusement, then slid his finger free to press a soft kiss against his inner wrist, briefly nuzzling him there, drawing his scent into my lungs. He shivered, his teeth sinking into his lower lip. When I began trailing kisses up the soft skin of his inner forearm, his breath shuddered out of him.

"M-my whole arm feels really sensitive." He gasped when I nuzzled the inner crease of his elbow.

"Mhmm." Realising I'd already stopped pointing out each erogenous zone, I murmured, "Inner wrist. Inner elbow. And…"

Gently lifting his arm until his elbow was cocked over his head, fingers flexing against the pillow, I shifted higher to press a soft kiss to the underside of his little bicep before trailing my lips down. Larkin shivered, twitching slightly as his breaths sped up.

"Armpit," I rasped, the little tuft of silky bright pink hair in the hollow far too endearing. His clean, sweet scent flooded my senses when I nuzzled him there, inhaling subtly.

" Mmmph. " He jerked and snuffled a breathy laugh. "Ticklish."

I smiled against his skin and pressed a kiss to the side of his flat pec, then made my way inward to one small dark blue nipple that was already perked up.

"Nipples can obviously be another main one." I rubbed the tip of my nose against it, then circled it with my tongue.

" Nngh ." Larkin's hands shot up to clutch at my hair. His spine briefly arched off the bed, pushing his nipple closer to my mouth. "Y-yeah, that… that feels really good."

His knees were alternating between restlessly hugging my sides and falling open wide as his hips strained up. I drew his nipple into my mouth and sucked, groaning when my stiff cock brushed against his inner thigh. Unable to stop myself, I pressed closer until my balls rubbed against him too, shuddering at the sensation.

"Mmm, Seb…"

I gave his other nipple the same attention, then pressed a kiss to the centre of his chest before trailing more down his body in a straight line until I reached the sweet, shallow dip of his navel.

"Belly button," I said raggedly, then circled it with my tongue before dipping the tip inside.

He shuddered and lurched up a little, huffing out a laugh. "That feels weird."

I grinned up at him. "Yeah. Kinda hypersensitive, right? Almost too much."

"Uh-huh." He nodded, head tilted on the pillow so he could watch me. He licked his lips, then sucked in a sharp breath when I kissed my way lower. His eyes flared with nervous anticipation.

My chin bumped against the stiff length of his cock through warm cotton as I reached the waistband of his boxer briefs. I kissed along the edge until I reached his hip bone, which I scraped gently with my teeth before stroking it with my tongue.

Larkin whimpered, breathing hard as his cock jerked in his boxers. Looking down, I saw a wet spot soaking through the cotton. My gut lurching with a flood of arousal, I shuffled back and curled my fingers under the waistband, then looked up at him.

"You okay with me taking these off?"

He nodded frantically, already lifting his hips. I quickly peeled them down, my own dick throbbing as my gaze locked onto his when it smacked against his lower belly, the head shiny and wet. His dusky blue balls were already pulled up tight, and there was a tremor running though his thighs as I got the boxers over his feet, tugging his socks off at the same time.

I just wanted to suck him into my mouth and feel him pulse against my tongue, but there were more erogenous zones I needed to cover before I got to that. There were plenty of spots on the other side of him that I could tease—the nape of his neck, between his wings at his shoulder blades, the small of his back —but I didn't want to overwhelm him and make him anxious. He was still getting used to being naked in front of another person, and being face down could feel particularly vulnerable, especially while he was still somewhat self-conscious about his tail.

Still, I found myself eyeing his wings with heated curiosity. They were lying flat on the bed, peeking out from his sides. I started to reach for one, then paused and looked at him.

"Can I touch your wings, Lark?"

He gazed at me for a second like he didn't understand the question, then lifted his head to shoot his straining cock a despairing look. My mouth twitched, but I held back my smile.

"Um, s-sure."

"You've told me before that they're sensitive." I trailed my fingertips over the bottom curve of one. They felt incredibly fragile and gossamer thin, but I knew they were pretty sturdy and strong. Larkin wasn't particularly careful with his, but there were no ragged edges or tears.

They glimmered with an array of pastel jewel tones, delicate little veins spidering out within the stained-glass membranes. As I followed a vein with my fingertip, Larkin shuddered hard. His wings flittered manically against the bed, and his cock strained up off his belly then smacked back down.

"Y-yeah, they're sensitive," he breathed. "They feel really sensitive right now."

"Does it feel good?" I murmured, splaying out my fingertips to trace them back down the length of a wing.

" Mmm ." He nodded frantically. "Yes."

I smiled at him, letting my hand slide onto his flat stomach and resting it there as I circled his navel with my thumb. "So they're another spot for you."

He gave me a shy grin, both his arms now resting on the pillow above his head. "I guess so."

Looking down, my gaze locked onto his stiff dick. My mouth almost watered, but I wasn't quite done worshipping the rest of him yet, so I shuffled back between his legs and let my hand trail down, intentionally bypassing his cock to trace the crease of his groin.

He shuddered with a whimper of protest, hips straining up. After cupping his calves to get him to rest the soles of his feet on the mattress, I trailed my fingertips down the backs of his thighs to behind his knees, lightly tickling him there. His knees quaked before he laughed and squirmed, his feet coming up off the bed, legs folding to trap my hands.

I grinned at him, smoothing my thumbs over the sides of his calves. "Ticklish there too?"

"Yeah." He grinned back and settled, freeing my hands as his feet dropped back onto the mattress.

I chuckled. "Alright, promise I won't touch you there again."

"It felt nice!" he protested immediately. "But… yeah, really ticklish."

Unable to help myself, I bent down and kissed his knee, then shuffled back a little more and made myself comfortable between his legs.

As I smoothed my hands up his thighs, I looked up at him and smiled. "Just a couple more spots."

His breath hitched, eyes once again dancing with nervous excitement as his gaze darted to his cock. I pressed my smiling mouth to the inside of his knee.

He knew what was coming.

"Inner thighs are a good one," I murmured between soft, open-mouthed kisses, making my way higher at a painstakingly slow pace. "You can take your time. Draw it out because they know what's going to follow, but you can make them wait."

His chest started to heave, and a choked gasp left him when I used my grip to spread his thighs nice and wide until his knees touched the bed. His inner thigh quaked under my lips, the skin smooth and soft. By the time I reached his groin, he was clutching at the sheets and trembling all over. His cock kept jerking up into the air, clear pre-cum threading onto his stomach.

I buried my mouth between his tight sac and his inner thigh to kiss the crease of his groin, the tendon there pulled taut. Then I did the same to the other side, ignoring what was in between, before shifting back down to the opposite knee and starting all over again.

A tiny sob came from above. "Seb."

"Mm?" I was moving faster this time, too impatient. I reached the crease of his groin and gave it a long lick.

Whatever Larkin had been about to say was lost as he shuddered and strained his hips, a hoarse croak escaping him. My cock felt like it was about to explode as I finally nuzzled his tight balls, then sucked one gently into my mouth.

The air punched from his lungs as his spine arched off the mattress. "Oh my god. Oh my god."

"We'll cover blowjobs today as well," I rasped, just so there was no doubt about what I was about to do to him. "Ticks off some more erogenous zones too. Like here…"

I smoothed my tongue over the seam of his sac, then dipped lower and did it again so the tip of my tongue stroked the stretch of skin just behind. A strangled moan tore from him as he strained up, thighs shaking wildly against my arms.

Pre-cum was pouring steadily from his cockhead, gleaming against his stomach, so I wasn't at all surprised when he panted, "S-Seb, I'm—I w-won't last."

I stroked my tongue over his balls again with a smile. "Think you've got more than one in you again tonight?"

He swallowed thickly and nodded. "Y-yeah. F-for sure."

"Then don't worry about lasting. We'll just try again." I had absolutely no complaints about sucking Larkin's dick all night and making him come as many times as I could.

"Okay," he mumbled, his expression a little sheepish as he looked down at me. "Sorry."

"Don't be sorry." My chest squeezed tight. I pressed a soft kiss to his inner thigh. "This is fun for me too. You think I don't like doing this to you?"

His throat bobbed as he gazed at me. "Do you?"

My chest tightened even more, like my heart was in a vice. "Yes. I love it, Lark."

I love you . I'd do this every single night to show you just how much, if you let me. I'd worship you.

To shake off the sudden stab of melancholy that threatened to interrupt this, I dipped down again and tongued his balls some more, until he was back to shaking and huffing out breathless little whimpers. Then, shifting higher, I smoothed the flat of my tongue from the base of his cock to the tip, the taste of his pre-cum making me groan raggedly.

"Oh fuck," Larkin breathed, hands trembling as they fisted the sheets and pulled hard. "F-fuck. Seb—"

I grasped the base of his cock, tilting it up so I could circle the head with my tongue and lap at the tip for more of his pre-cum.

" Mmm ." The desperate sound burst from him before he parted his lips to suck in a ragged breath.

When I pressed a soft, wet kiss to the tip of his cock, he cried out hoarsely. When I flicked the tip of my tongue lightly against his frenulum, his shoulders lurched up off the mattress as he started to shake.

"Fuckfuckfuck—"

I'd just managed to draw the head into my mouth and deliver its first slow suck when he came. Hard. The forceful jets shot into my throat, so I moaned and kept sucking, pumping my fist over his length to draw it all out.

Larkin was whimpering, and he kept coming until he was jolting with the last couple of weak spurts, his knees curling up and jerking inward as he grew overstimulated. I swirled my tongue around the head to lap up any remaining drops of cum, then pulled my mouth off him with one last gentle suck.

He was trembling as he sagged back onto the bed, his thighs quaking wildly when I pressed my lips to one. His cock pulsed against his lower belly, the head wet from my mouth and the length flushed a darker blue than the rest of him.

"Oh my god." He exhaled a shaky breath, legs still splayed wide and eyes heavy when I glanced up at him. He looked down at me and flushed, giving me a shy smile.

I smiled back, tracing patterns over his hip bones and down into the crease of his groin just to feel him shiver with sensitivity.

"That was…" His throat clicked with a swallow. "S-so there are a lot of erogenous zones, huh?"

I chuckled, sitting up and giving my aching cock an absent stroke. "That wasn't even all of them."

He didn't seem to be listening as he stared at my dick, his chest beginning to rise quicker again. His softening cock twitched on his belly.

"Seb…" He tore his gaze away to give me a pleading look. "Can I suck your dick now?"

I almost came right then and there. Strangling the base of my cock, I shot him a sultry smile and shook my head. "You first. It'll be easier to know what to do once you've already felt it. Once you know what you like and can try those things out on your partner."

"I like all of it," he croaked, twisting the sheets restlessly in his grip as he stared back down at my hand on my cock. "I really want to suck your dick. Really bad. Pl-please."

Fuuuck. I had to release my cock completely, because even the strangling grip at the base was feeling too good given how worked up I was.

"You can after," I told him hoarsely with a reassuring smile. "But I'm going to suck you off first, Lark. Properly."

It wasn't like I'd been dreaming about it for a year and a half or anything.