Villain's Second Heart: Trapped in A Fantasy Novel (BL)-Chapter 91: Exploring 1 (Suggestive)

When Ezra and Oberyn returned to the pagoda, the sun had already dipped well below the hills and night had begun to claim the sky. Rav was sitting outside, enjoying his evening tea. His sharp, discerning eyes gravitated to them as they arrived.

"Back so soon? You didn’t kill our thorny friend already, did you?"

Ezra smirked, but shook his head in disagreement. "If only it were so easy. We have a few things to pick your brain about, Rav, but -"

Oberyn tugged on the corner of Ezra’s shirt.

"But Oby and I need to take care of something first," he said with a snicker.

"Oh yeah?" Rav’s tail swished back and forth expectantly. "And what’s that, hm?"

"Ezra’s going to mark me up, and then I’m going to use that toy you gave me on him."

Ezra’s mouth dropped open in surprise.

"Why, the little fairy has become so bold, hasn’t he? And where do I fit in? Want me to watch?"

"Maybe make us dinner?" Ezra chuckled. "We’ll be plenty hungry after."

Rav’s tail curled up behind him and his ears fell sideways. "What, am I your maid, now?"

Ezra leaned in toward Rav and whispered something quickly.

"Prove to me you’re a good little kitty tonight, and maybe next time we can talk."

It was Rav’s turn to gasp - the words surprised the Ferin to his core.

"Whaaaat!?" Rav had to cover his face with his fan to hide his blushing. "What in the hell has gotten into you today!?"

"Nothing - yet," Ezra laughed, tugging Oberyn along toward their bedroom. "But maybe something in the next ten minutes."

The boys were down bad - they’d spent the entire walk up the mountain teasing and tantalizing each other about what would happen when they arrived back at the pagoda.

They had the mutual realization that it might be their last opportunity to go wild for a while - they’d hunt for the Magician of Thorns tomorrow and then would be off to the northern country.

There was a tension under their skin - both of them knew this night might be their last without danger breathing down their necks. But they were quite good at relieving each other’s tension at this point.

Once they were back in their room, Ezra sat on the edge of the bed, beckoning for Oberyn to come closer. The petite Nephilim, his shirt half-unbuttoned, crawled over to his human and nuzzled against him.

"Long day," Ezra murmured. "Never thought I’d spend so much time walking."

Oberyn leaned in and smiled. "We deserve something a little soft after all that, don’t we?"

They shared a moment of quiet contemplation before Oberyn climbed onto Ezra’s lap and kissed him. At first the kissing was light, exploratory. Then it became firmer. And again. Soon their bodies began to melt together with a hungry and familiar heat, and the intensity of their hunger moved beyond simple kissing. Ezra pulled Oberyn’s hair back and exposed his pale neck, kissing all over the Nephilim’s exposed skin all the way down to his collarbone.

He peeled away Oberyn’s shirt and threw it to the side. His Nephilim was sweaty, but he didn’t care - his mouth explored every curve and crevasse, lapping up his salty taste with unbridled hunger.

He paused only to return his mouth to Oberyn’s, their tongues dancing together as Ezra sucked on Oberyn’s tongue, tasting all of his juices.

Oberyn reached down, overwhelmed and in a fog of pleasure. He grappled around the front of Ezra’s pants only to find they were already wet as Ezra leaked in anticipation.

Ezra’s mouth went lower, onto Oberyn’s chest. He pushed the Nephilim slightly, arching his back as his mouth explored his lean, toned chest. He licked and sucked over every inch of skin, pressing his face into Oberyn’s flesh until his tongue found one of Oberyn’s nipples. He began to swirl his tongue around it in circles as his hand reached into the back of Oberyn’s pants. He grabbed a handful of the Nephilim’s bubble butt as he continues to dart his tongue over his nipple and play with the other one with his second hand.

"Aaa-aaahh!" Oberyn moaned, wrapping both of his arms around Ezra’s neck to keep him close. He started bouncing on Ezra’s lap, grinding their still-clothed lower halves together as Ezra upped the intensity of play.

He tantalizingly scraped his teeth - gently - against Oberyn’s erect nipple before massaging it between his lips. And then his eager mouth began to move up again, suckling on Oby’s collarbone before finding his way to the thin muscle between Oberyn’s neck and shoulder. .

And then, as promised, he bit - hard.

"AAAAAAGH!" Oberyn wailed, screaming in pain and pleasure both as Ezra marked him.

He couldn’t handle too much - he pushed Ezra away before he could mark him a second time. Oberyn rolled over onto the bed, breathless and enraptured.

Then, Ezra crawled on top of him. "You liked it?" he smirked.

His partner could barely speak but he nodded all the same.

"Good," Ezra smiled. In one motion he ripped the Nephilim’s pants off, stripping him down naked and pinning him to the bed. With one hand, he held Oberyn’s arms above his head and glowered down at him like he was prey.

"I’m not done yet, babe. But you told me I could do whatever I wanted, so you’re just going to have to take it."

"Yes, sir," Oberyn said in a trance, submitting fully to his human. "Please...do whatever you want...wherever..."

Ezra didn’t need more encouragement than that. He dragged his teeth across Oberyn’s tender flesh again, exhaling hot breath onto the Nephilim’s skin that made him quiver and squirm. Then, Ezra bit again - harder this time. Tasting every little bit of the Nephilim as he laid claim to every bit of him - there was hardly a place Ezra’s mouth and tongue didn’t explore.

Finally, Ezra went further down, leaving a trail of hot and heavy kisses along Oberyn’s navel and biting playfully at his hips before re-centering himself around Oberyn’s long and twitching shaft. He gripped it with one hand and stared at Oberyn, making eye contact from the other side of his member.

"Time for some real fun."