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Holding onto him for dear life, that was what it felt like, and maybe it was true. It was a new life, all of it. New town, new job, new need for something more in his heart than the pathetic one-nighters he’d thought he’d enjoyed.
Sean kissed like he lived, rugged, wild, and strong. He took over Ked’s mouth, growling into the kiss as he ended the first by biting Ked’s bottom lip and pulling a little as he grinned.
“I take it you found the message.”
Ked laughed and held him tighter around the neck. “It’s the most beautiful thing ever. It...it was me. It was me!”
“From the second I saw you, I thought you looked like a wood nymph.”
Feigning being offended, he whispered, “Is it because I’m small?”
“Yeah, small, beautiful, in love with the forest. All of it. My perfect little nymph.”
Ked closed his eyes upon hearing that, moving his mouth to Sean’s, and they kissed for the second time. If it was possible, it was better than the first. He was being carried, Sean moving and not toward the house, like he thought. They were moving into the trees.
He broke the kiss to turn his head and see where they were going. “How’d you know I was coming?”
“Millie, how else?”
Ked laughed and kissed him again, but Sean stopped walking to kiss him back since they were off trail and there were rocks and brush in the way. He felt himself get pushed up against a tree and he moaned as Sean’s body held him there, between a tree and a hard place, he thought crazily.
And Sean was hard. Ked felt his erection on his inner thigh, and he craved it, wanted it badly inside him. “Fuck, I want you,” Sean confirmed vocally, then started walking again, carrying Ked like he was the giant from a fairy tale.
Nymphs, giants, it was like a fairy tale, and the nymph was clinging onto the giant, kissing his neck, telling him everything he’d thought the previous two weeks. “I can’t, I can’t believe this, you finally gave me the message, and I thought it was never going to come. I mean, maybe you changed your mind, found someone else, and then seeing that statue? It was me! And the bear, it was me and my bear, that’s it, just us!”
“Shh, Ked.” He stopped in a clearing and he let Ked down to his feet, leaning over him to kiss him again briefly.
“Shh, yeah, shh, okay.”
Unbuttoning Ked’s uniform shirt, Sean nipped at Ked’s ear, breathing there, probably purposely. If it was, it was having the desired effect, making Ked pant and squirm, unbuttoning his own pants clumsily, then trying to unbutton Sean’s flannel shirt, then back to his pants.
He was confused, in a fog of need, lost in his own breathing and the heavy beating of his heart. Sean surrounded him in every way, and it was he who took both of Ked’s wrists and held them over his head. “Let me.”
“Th-thanks. Thanks.”
His wrists were brought behind his back and held there while Sean used his other hand to lift Ked’s chin so he could devour his mouth again. He melted into that; the control Sean had on him had little to do with holding his wrists.
“This isn’t a formal session, Ked, but I’m still in charge of your body. Kaden Edmond Donegal, I’m going to take you on this forest floor, nothing between the soil and our bodies. I’m going to use your body to make me feel good.” Another kiss and Sean’s hands were on his shoulders, pushing him to his knees and moving down with him. As Ked was placed on the ground, Sean moved over him, and that sight made him start to shake.
The light was going out of the sky, dipping below the mountains, but leaving enough that it haloed over Sean, the treetops and sky framing his face as his heavy-lidded eyes took Ked in and kept him there, unmovable.
It kept Sean in shadow, but his eyes shone through like they were lit, alive with illumination from the act they were about to indulge in. Ked was shaking, and he saw the leaves of an aspen, how they were quivering in the wind like he was on the ground, and suddenly, he felt like the nymph like Sean had portrayed him. He was a wild creature, surrounded in the forest by trees and plants, animals that he was a part of, free of constraints and care.
Arching his back, he mewled like a baby cougar while Sean’s mouth was on his nipple, biting it, rolling his tongue over it, his hands finishing taking Ked’s pants from him until he was on the ground naked, cushioned by only leaves, evergreen needles, and dark soil.
Sean’s clothes came off next, and he was given the entire picture of his bear. A fur covered fire god, teeth bared as he stroked his cock, staring down on his nymph.
“God, I’ve wanted you since I first laid eyes on you.”
The same was true for him, but it wouldn’t have been the same if they’d given in to their lust. Sean made him work for it, seeking him out and finding the real him, and yet, he was still a mystery, cloaked in his woods, his art, and his brooding eyes.
From the pocket of his jeans, Sean took a small tube of lube and set to readying Ked, kissing him deeply as his fingers manipulated his hole, stretching it infuriatingly slow, one finger creeping inside him, fucking him a few times then pushing farther, all while Sean’s mouth had Ked trapped. His breath was taken, his mind with it, his body becoming a part of the forest as he moved, and soil lay over his arms and leaves clung in his hair.
The smell of it all was overpowering, the pine and bark, decaying leaves, and Sean’s sex. His scent was as much a part of the forest as the rest, precum dripping from his cock over Ked’s hip, second finger entering him, pushing up until his prostate was being tapped, a rhythm that matched the ebb and flow of the wind itself.
Sean stopped once he pulled his fingers from Ked and stared into his eyes, his own breathing as heavy as Ked’s. “You’ve never been more handsome, Ked. You’re perfect like this.”
So many things went through his head that he wanted to say, but Sean’s powers kept him silent save for the high-pitched sounds that escaped his throat, pleading sounds that couldn’t be formed into the words he desperately wanted to scream.
Sean’s eyes moved over him, then the tips of his fingers. An artist’s touch, he traced the lines of his ribcage, a line from his throat to his belly button and then over his cock, and each feathery touch gave Ked gooseflesh and fresh tears.
“I saw all of this. I saw it in my mind, each and every line of you and yet I couldn’t match it. I didn’t do you justice.”
Ked sat up on his elbows and finally found his voice. “That statue was perfect, Sean. I’ll never be that perfect, but you want me anyway. I want to be that perfect for you.”
“You are,” he said before he pushed Ked back in the dirt and moved over him, kissing him intensely while holding his arms to the ground, rubbing his cock over Ked’s, the friction burning his flesh and making him harder, making him leak and keen with need.
His heels were digging in the dirt as Ked’s legs moved up and down, his hips lifting, straining on the restraints to physically tell Sean of his desire while he was unable to vocally. Sean held him down, kissing him, touching him, stroking him all while moving into position and finally sitting up and spreading Ked’s legs out and up as he stared at Ked’s hole.
With one hand, he placed a condom on his dick and then he was pushing inside of Ked, the burn of it could have caused a forest fire. His pulsing cock was thick, heavy with blood, long enough to spear Ked and break him in half.
Ked’s legs were wide open while Sean started, and their mouths were apart. Ked wanted to beg him, but he didn’t know what he’d beg for, as he was getting exactly what he wanted. Maybe it was just that it wouldn’t end, that they could spend their lives exactly that way, rutting in the dirt, the nymph and the bear.
Then Sean descended, attacking his mouth, his neck, tearing at the flesh on his chest with teeth that felt like they were fangs, and Ked let his voice loose, let himself scream out with the rapture of it all, his lower body rocked with the pounding he received and his hands clawing the soil.
Sean growled, bit then kissed him, Ked forgetting everything, holding him around the neck, crying huge tears of joy and need. Sean’s face was bliss and anger, eyes flashing when they looked into Ked’s, the passion more than he thought he’d feel in his life, there on the ground in those woods.
Sean pulled out suddenly and Ked barked out a sob, not ready for it to end, but before the sound had faded in the wind, he was scooped off the ground and brought into Sean’s arms, and he clung there, kissing his chest, feeling his damp fur against his cheek as he was carried to a tree and propped against it, being kissed until Sean commanded, “Wrap your legs around me and hold on.”
Sean was back inside him and the bark of the aspen was at his back, scratching his flesh there, but it felt good, like he was being fused into the tree. Sean slowed his thrusts, but made them more violent, his mouth close to Ked’s but not kissing him.
“I’m going to fuck you every single day for weeks. I want to eventually come inside you and watch it leak out before I push it back inside.” Thrust! Ked’s teeth slammed together, and his eyes rolled back in his head.
“I want my leash on you, leading you around the forest. Then, if I feel like it, I’ll let you free and watch you run through the trees. After, I’ll catch you and fuck you until you lose your mind.”
Slam! This was different and it was intense. The strength of Sean’s hips was inhuman.
“Talk to me now, Ked. Use those words you usually let free so easily.”
Ked’s mind was scrambled, his voice coming in screeches and low moans. There was no way to give Sean what he wanted.
“Talk to me, Ked.”
He was fully buried inside Ked, but he wasn’t moving. His eyes never left Ked’s face.
“Can’t. Can’t think, Sean. Can’t.”
Slam! Another teeth-rattling thrust and Ked let out a whimper that tore through him. “Please!”
“Please? Please what? There you go, Ked, talk to me. Please what?”
He dug his fingertips into Sean’s flesh and searched for the words, sought them, chased them through his head and finally, he let them loose. “I fucking need you, need you to fuck me! I’ve wanted you since I saw you. I felt you inside me before you were, and I want you! I want to be yours, be your fucking slave if that’s what you want! Fuck me, please, fuck me, take me, I’m yours! I’m yours!” He was openly sobbing, and Sean took pity on him, setting his mouth to Ked’s as he pulled him from the tree and brought them both back to the ground. He pulled out of Ked, kissing him softly, making love to Ked’s mouth.
“I want you to be mine too, Ked. I’ve wanted you all my life. I’m going to let you in, and I don’t let anyone in. Do you understand that?”
He understood it because he felt the same way. “I want to be intimate with someone for the first time in my life. I’ve never let anyone in either.”
For the first time, Ked saw he wasn’t the only one so overcome with emotion that tears were welling and falling. Sean’s beautiful hazel eyes were bright with tears shining in the little light that was left around them. As they fell, Ked leaned in to kiss them from his face.
Sean lay him back on the ground and he was inside him quickly, Ked folded in half, his legs against Sean’s chest. Sean’s cock filled him, moved inside him like he was made to be there, and he wanted Sean inside him always. Ked knew how unrealistic it was, how crazy his thoughts were, but now that he had Sean in his arms, he’d do anything to keep him there.
His kiss was driving the rest of Ked’s thoughts from his head once more, and when Sean came, Ked felt his own climax coming on as well, rushing through him like the wind over the lake, and like that, the ripples expanded outward and seemed to effect the ground where they lay breathless and clutching one another, unwilling to let go.
Sean finally rolled off him and lay on the ground next to him, and it felt too far away, so Ked moved over to rest his head on Sean’s chest. “That was better than I thought, and it’s not supposed to be that way.”
“Excuse me?”
Ked lifted his head and even that was hard, he was so totally exhausted and happily spent. “You know, when you build up something in your head a lot, and let’s face it, since, what? Two months ago, I got hit and you saved me. I saw you and had a...thing or crush or whatever, and you’ve been in all my fantasies since then, and I know, I shouldn’t admit that, it would embarrass a lot of people, but I think you knew anyway. I drooled all over whenever I would see you. What was I talking about?”
Sean was laughing, and it was bouncing Ked on his chest. “It was better than you thought? It’s not supposed to be? You’re elaborating on that.”
“Oh! Oh, sure, okay, well, you build things up in your mind and it’s almost never as good as you expect it to be, not that I really had expectations, but hopes, you know? Anyway, yeah, it was way better than I even thought it would be, so it went against that rule where nothing really lives up to your expectations, and you went so far beyond them, I am just amazed.”
“I think that’s a compliment, but it might take me a while to figure it out.”
Ked gently slapped his chest and scolded, “Don’t be mean.”
“Sorry. It was better than I expected too, and I expected it to be great.”
“I figured you’d drag me into the house like a caveman and lock me in your dungeon or what do they call them? Oh yeah, playroom, which is funny, playroom, like a kid’s room with toys, but I guess they do have toys, so it’s not so far off, right?”
“I don’t have one. A playroom or dungeon.”
Ked blinked at him, surprised. “You don’t?”
“No, Ked.”
“But you make all those things! Where do you put them?”
“I make those for other people. You’ve been in my home; you’ve seen my spare room. I’d have no other place for it.”
Ked sat up, though that made dirt move up into the crack of his ass, sticking to the lube that was thick there. “You don’t have one? Are you even really a...you know?”
“A Dominant? Yes, Ked, I am. I’m not your run of the mill one, though. I don’t feel the need to dress head to toe in leather all the time and strap my submissives to a spanking bench. If I want to spank you, I’ll bring you out here in the woods and tie you to a tree and beat your ass raw.”
Though he’d just had a mind splitting orgasm not ten minutes before, his dick gave a happy jump at the picture of that when it entered his thoughts. “R-really?”
Sean chuckled darkly and pinched Ked’s cheek. “Yeah, really. I told you, I do things differently. I’m sorry I made you hunt it down and think that was the only way I’d be with you, but at the time, I didn’t want to get into another relationship where I might have to suppress my needs. It’s happened before, and I just wanted to see if it was a possibility.”
“And if I hadn’t wanted to?”
Sean sighed. “I figured out it didn’t matter about a month after I met you. There was so much about you that I liked, I think I’d have suppressed away.”
There was one side of him that wanted to be angry about that, making him jump through hoops as he had, but the other side heard the words, how he’d have given up a part of himself for Ked and he melted at that. He’d read enough and spoken to Bren enough to know that for some men and women in the lifestyle, they were there because it was part of them. Their need to dominate or submit was deep in them and suppressing it wasn’t an option.
“I do want to explore that part of myself with you, Sean. It’s real, I devoured everything I could on it, and the more I learned, the more I want to know.”
Sean feathered his fingers over Ked’s face and whispered, “My submissive nymph. You’ve made me so happy.”
“I’m...I’m really happy too, Sean.” His voice was cracking, and he was about to sob again, and it made him feel like a damn bawl baby, but his emotions were high.
“Let’s get dressed so I can go get my bag.”
“Your bag?”
“We’re going to your place. You may only be on call for the weekend, but with the warmer weather, more campers will be coming to the lake. If you’re called, you’ll need to be closer.”
It was true, he had worried about that, getting to town fast enough if someone called. “That’s thoughtful. Thank you.”
“I can do a lot of dirty things to you no matter where we are, Ked.”
He pretended to faint and fall back on the dirt, making Sean laugh.
“Get up and get dressed. You are going to need a shower too.”
“Tell me about it. I have enough dirt in my crack to plant a tree.”
