eliot_thespectacular

Aaron

Eliot had been just about to give up when out of nowhere he spotted Willy. And as soon as he'd started speaking the fae had flippantly said, "It's taken care of." Eliot had been confused, but Willy was clearly in a rush and not interested in speaking. Come back later, he'd said, or just go have your fun. I told you it's already taken care of.

Eliot didn't dare hope, but he also didn't know what to do. Should he find some random person on the street and try to kiss them? No, obviously not. And besides, he knew what he wanted to do.

It didn't take too long to find out where the kingsguard lived. And though it was difficult magic, he managed to maintain invisibility as he snuck around the castle. And managed to maintain it when he saw Aaron, and followed him until he was alone. Wanting to be sure no one would see him.

Then he dropped the spell, once he was standing in front of Aaron, and put a finger to his lips.

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"Oh god, same," Eliot sighed, and settled himself against Aaron's chest. "I want to do it again. I mean, I'll give you a moment to rest. But not too long. All those things you've been saying you'll do to me... I want all of them."

Aaron chuckled, but then realized Eliot was serious. "You would, would you?" he teased and held him close. "Like what?" he encouraged, because he had developed a taste of Eliot's dirty mouth.

"I want you to fuck me in every position imaginable," Eliot purred. "In fact I think we should make up some new ones."

"Hmmmm," Aaron said, with a little wicked smile on his lips. "I like the sound of that. So, my cock didn't disappoint, then?"

Eliot chuckled. "On the contrary, it was everything I hoped it would be. You were everything I um... well, I'm just glad. That I can touch you."

"Good," Aaron said and hugged him a bit. It did feel really good to touch him and he caressed his arm as they lay there. He was so... soft and nice. "So am I."

"There is a chance it might... go back," Eliot said, hesitantly. "I don't know if there's a time limit on what he did, or if the bond might click back into place when I go back to Fillory, or... well. I just don't know."

Another reason why it would be such a bad idea for Aaron to be in love with him.

"So, just enjoy what we can get tonight?" Aaron asked. "I can live with that. Might suck you off later, when you're ready... Just get a taste while I can."

Eliot very much hoped it wasn't just for tonight. But maybe it was easiest to assume so. Enjoy what he could.

He pulled off of him then... and immediately climbed on top of him. He leaned over him and spoke softly into his ear. "I would love that."

"I'm sure you would," Aaron said. "I'm quite adept, if I do say so myself."

"Are you?"

Eliot licked a line across Aaron's neck. "How about now then? I bet you can rouse me..."

"How would you like me? On my knees in front of you?" Aaron asked. The nature of his endeavours usually left him in charge, but he rather enjoyed being told things as well.

"Fuck yes," said Eliot with a grin.

He climbed off of him then so that he could sit on the edge of the bed.

Aaron immediately dropped to his knees in front of him. "My King," he said, dutiful. He had a feeling Eliot would appreciate it. Then he took Eliot's soft cock in his hand and locked the tip, tentatively, while he looked up to him.

Eliot smiled down at him, a and put a hand lightly into Aaron's hair. "Oh yes," he murmured as he spread his legs wider.

Aaron felt Eliot slowly harden under his touches; his licks, his soft squeezes, his lips. He took a moment of attention to his balls, sucked them each, softly, then harder.

Eliot leaned back on his palms to brace himself, and became more and more aroused as he watched Aaron. "Fuck..." he groaned as one of his balls went into Aaron's mouth. He was just so hot.

He was very hot, and he absolutely did not love Eliot; he had pushed that part entirely aside.

Aaron knew he couldn't trust what he felt, and he agreed with Eliot. But he still did like Eliot a lot and wanted this to be good. Very good.

He enjoyed it too, of course, to watch him slowly get aroused. He was so beautiful. Gods, he was beautiful.

Finally, he wrapped his lips around the now hard cock and swallowed him down.

Eliot groaned and arched his back. "God, baby, when I first met you I never would have guessed you'd be so good at this..."

Part of Aaron wished he wasn't good at it. Or at least, didn't enjoy it as much as he did. He might live a simpler life if he could marry, inherit and procreate. Unfortunately, he loved this and wasn't about to deny it to himself.

He hummed, pleased, and took him further. He knew Eliot wanted other things, but he would have to stop him if he didn't want to come like this. He was enjoying the High King's responses and his cock far too much.

Eliot gasped at a particularly deft move of Aaron's tongue, and lifted one of his hands to slide into his hair. "I know you want to fuck me again," he murmured. "And I'll still be nice and wet for you. I can still feel your come dripping down my thighs." Not completely accurate, but a nice visual.

Aaron got up and kissed Eliot, fiercely. He too was hard again. "Gods, I do love that dirty mouth of yours," he said - it escaped him. "Come on then," he added and got back on the bed. "Get yourself on here."

A smile tugged at Eliot's lips. "And I like you a little bossy," he said. "So you want me to ride your cock, baby?"

It was a strange endearment to Aaron's ears, but it seemed well-meant so he didn't comment on being called a baby.

"I do," he said. "I want to see you loose yourself on it."

Eliot swung a leg over him and then slowly lowered himself onto his cock. "Like this?" he murmured.

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