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Stakh's body stiffens against the soft blankets of their bed, shaking as Artemy's tongue teases the large vein on the underside of his cock. His hands tightly grasp the sheets, the material squeezed tight in his fists as Artemy slowly trails his mouth up, wrapping his lips around the thick head and sucking. The wet heat of Artemy's mouth feels searing hot around his cock, and Stakh chokes out a moan, thickly swallowing when Artemy pulls away with a muted 'pop.' He looks up at Stakh, his green-grey eyes wide and warm as he smiles.
"Hmm, look at you, Stakh," his voice is hoarse and raw from use. Artemy reaches up, wrapping his fingers around Stakh's prick and giving it a slow pump. "My good boy, you're lasting much longer than last time. I'm very pleased with how well you're doing."
Stakh sucks in a sharp breath and closes his eyes shut, shivering as Artemy's finger gently plays with the slit of his cock. "Th- Thank you, sir."
Stakh suddenly gasps when Artemy gently pinches the base of his prick, a thin trail of drool sliding down his chin as Artemy's other hand cups his sac and gently caresses it in his palm, leaning forward to suck on the head once more. Stakh's arms tremble as he holds them still at his side, his toes curling as he withholds from coming early. Artemy moans around the throbbing head, giving it one last suck before pulling away, sitting back on Stakh's legs heavily. Artemy looks down at Stakh with a content grin, wiping the wayward spit off his chin.
"Do you remember what I taught you, love?"
Stakh nods, eyelids fluttering open to gaze at Artemy; his big, honey brown eyes filled with longing. Artemy stumbles over his following words, his heart seizing at the sight of Stakh so open and vulnerable.
"Good!" Artemy says too loudly, quickly clearing his throat as he holds back a wince. "Good. Switch places with me then."
Stakh nods, sitting up in one slow, lazy motion. He wraps his arms around Artemy's soft waist and pauses, looking at Artemy with a tender gaze. Artemy opens his mouth to speak, but Stakh leans in and gives him a small kiss, trailing his lips down Artemy's jaw and smiling as he quietly giggles, slowly laying down and guiding Stakh on top of him. Stakh leisurely complies, resting between Artemy's open thighs as they kiss. Stakh lips trail down Artemy's jaw, tracing the curve of his throat, chest, and stomach, trailing his tongue down Artemy's lightly freckled hip and thigh. He looks up, waiting for Artemy's order, a small, excited nod, before pressing his tongue into Artemy's wet cunt.
Stakh starts slow, listening to every breath and gasp Artemy lets out as he gently licks the sensitive folds. Stakh closes his mouth around Artemy's thick clit and hums around it as he sucks, mimicking what Artemy did to him earlier. Artemy groans and throws his head back on the pillow, thighs trembling as he bucks up into Stakh's mouth.
"Yes, yes, just like that, Stakh," Artemy says, a little breathlessly. "Use your fingers, mhm, that's right. Good boy, such a fast learner- ah, fuck !" Artemy cries out as he suddenly comes, clenching tight around Stakh's fingers. Stakh eagerly tastes him, pressing his tongue hard against Artemy's cock as he fucks him through his orgasm. Stakh doesn't stop until Artemy reaches down and pushes his head back, forcing Stakh to look at him.
"Stop- stop teasing me already," he says, eyes fluttering down as Stakh sits up, hungrily gazing at his prick. "I think you deserve a reward, hm? C'mere, fuck me, make me cum on your cock."
Stakh wordlessly nods, grabbing Artemy's thighs and pulling their hips flush together. Stakh grinds his cock against Artemy's throbbing hole, closing his eyes as he shivers. He's so close, he's aching to cum, but Stakh refuses, thinking back to yesterday's hospital duty as he slowly pushes into Artemy's tight, wet heat. There's no resistance as he slides in, bottoming out in one smooth motion. Stakh feels Artemy palming his hairy, scarred chest and cracks an eye open, grinding his teeth as Artemy gazes at him with a smug grin.
"What's wrong, kheerkhen? Are you going to cum right away?" Stakh shakily sighs through his nose, and Artemy chews on his bottom lip, trying and failing to suppress a chuckle. "No? You want to make it last, eh? Like the good boy you are?"
Stakh glowers at him, all heat in his gaze instantly disappearing as Artemy squeezes around his prick, making Stakh gasp and tremble. Artemy nudges his heel into the back of Stakh's thigh and sets Stakh into motion. He pulls his hips back, snapping forward into the tight heat quickly and pumping into Artemy's wet cunt with no grace. Artemy groans and cants his hips up, grabbing hold of Stakh's sweaty shoulders.
"Tilt your hips up, Stakh! More, more- oh! Oh, fuck, yes, right there!" Artemy cries out as Stakh fucks into his g-spot, rhythmless and animalistic as he chases his orgasm. Artemy squirms underneath Stakh, toes curling as he suddenly orgasms again. Artemy's cunt squeezes hard, and Stakh cums without warning, slamming deep within Artemy as he empties himself inside. Stakh trembles as he stills, letting out a deep, heavy breath as relief courses through his body. Stakh's eyes flutter open, and he looks down at Artemy, who's looming up at him with a large amused grin. Stakh's eyebrows furrow, and he grimaces.
"What?"
Artemy shrugs. "You look funny when you cum."
Stakh scoffs and looks away, blushing as Artemy laughs and links his hands around Stakh's neck. Stakh grumbles but lets Artemy guide him into a tight embrace, warm and a little slick with sweat. Artemy hums in contentment and presses soft, gentle kisses into the fuzz on Stakh's scalp, his lips tracing old scars.
"You're getting better, Stakh. I'm proud of you. I love you."
Stakh feels his face heat up more, and he buries it into the crook of Artemy's neck, grunting in a non-response. Artemy laughs again, shaking his head as he wraps himself around Stakh, holding him close until the day needs them.