6. About Italian Language (Em)
[xxx - mature content warning]
[Please, note that this is explicit, so approach with caution. If you don't like this type of scenes, skip the chapter ant it will not affect the plot.]
My hands follow the soft curve of Sunny's back. I feel the goosebumps, rising on his skin under my palms. His moans are loud and desperate. He is trying to press closer and make me move faster. His knuckles turn white as he grips the edge of the table with arms outstretched over his head, his forehead resting on the smooth wood.
I know I'm overloading his senses, but I also know that he wants the sweet torture. My kitty craves the release, but he loves the aching anticipation even more. I always give him exactly what he yearns for. I understand the meaning of every gasp and every whimper that spills between his trembling lips. He is like my guitar. I know precisely what sound I will evoke with the tiniest movement of my fingers. He is the best song I have ever created.
I slide in and out of him as slowly as my deranged mind allows me. It's hard to keep calm. It is almost impossible to breathe because he is like blazing fire, consuming all the air to feed the wild flames of our desire.
"Dārin, please!" Sunny whines, trying to turn around. "がまんできない! 凄い!あぁ、もっと強く突いて! Gaman dekinai Sugoi! Aaah, motto tsuyoku tsuite!" (I can't take it anymore! So good! Aaah, harder!)
"No, kitty," I chuckle. "We'll go very, very slow. I like the view too much. You will be a good boy and enjoy every single minute of it. There is no need to hurry."
"Please!" he barely whispers and reaches back to my thigh but I am prepared and immediately grab his hand, holding it behind him. He's persistent and makes a second attempt with the other. I grip him by the forearms and pull him towards me, making him arch like a bow. His head rests on my shoulder. The position allows me to thrust impossibly deep. We both gasp at the overwhelming sensation.
"Blue-eyed demon!" Sunny mewls. "That's what you are! You're killing me and you're doing it on purpose."
He turns his head to look at me. His dark, glossy eyes gaze into mine. His swollen lips are glistening in the dark. He bites the bottom one and seductively runs his tongue over it. I moan loudly making him smirk. Naughty kitten! He knows that I'm doomed. Those eyes can make me do anything.
"Em, kiss me," he utters and I immediately capture his lips, releasing his arms. He is melting like cotton candy on my tongue. I am always awed how completely my kitty gives in every time we make love. The further I push him, the more he opens up to me. I feel his body writhing in my embrace and he suddenly manages to turn around while I am still inside of him.
"Kitty wait! We're going to fall," I warn him, but before I can finish the sentence, he starts giggling and throws himself at me like a monkey. I stagger back, unable to keep the balance on my shaking legs.
"Sorry! Hold on!" he squeaks and grabs the curtain. It doesn't help and I heavily bump into the dresser behind me. A big vase with roses, a jewelry box, several scented candles and the lamp fly to the floor. I'm ready to cheer that we didn't fall after all when the curtains, together with the blinds and the whole drapery hardware land on the hardwood flooring with a deafening crash.
"うわ~!ちくしょ!どうしたのー?Uwa ~! Chikusho! Dō shita no ̄ ? " (Wow! Damn it! What happened!" Sunny shrieks, still squeezing the fabric in his hand.
"I don't really care," I moan and press my mouth to his. For some crazy reason the whole commotion while I'm still inside of him just drove me to the edge. I cross the distance to the bed at the speed of light and lay him in the soft, lavender scented sheets, immediately sucking in his hard nipple.
"Aaah, now... you will... maybe... finally start... to move faster," he whimpers and wraps his thighs around my waist.
"You can bet on that," I grin and pin his hands above his head.
"But I want to touch you," Sunny whines.
"No, kitty! We're still playing by my rules. You touched enough things for tonight," I chuckle and start thrusting in a steady rhythm. It's always heaven to make love to my kitten, but it's also hell because I need to hold it a little longer and I don't think I can, especially with the way he's moaning and writhing beneath me.
"Em, I'm so close. Please, let me touch you," he doesn't give up.
"No," I pant and lick him from the navel to the chin.
"Why?" he groans. "Please!"
"Because, if you touch me, I'll explode and you won't be..."
"Say something in Italian," he interrupts me, "in my ear."
"Sono tutto tuo, Bellissimo!" I whisper and kiss his delicate earlobe. (I'm all yours, my beautiful!"
"Oh, my God!" Sunny gasps and arches his back. "More!"
"Aaah! Sono pazza di te! Mi fai sciogliere! (I'm so crazy about you! I'm melting!)" I release his hands and he immediately digs his fingers in my back with a loud scream, tightening around me. "Sto per venire! (You'll make me come!) Kitty, I can't... Fuck! Oh.. Dear!"
The orgasm blurs my vision. All I feel is his hot, trembling softness around me. I hear him scream again. His body shakes violently. His teeth sink in my shoulder. We are holding to each other as close as we can, our lips desperately connected, sharing the same breath and trying to survive in the whirlwind of unbearable pleasure which is tossing us like autumn leaves in the sky.
"The room is destroyed and we're back to super sticky again," Sunny giggles quietly and curls on my chest.
"Don't worry, I have the prefect solution to all our problems," I smile and kiss his tousled hair.
"Really? What is it?" he asks curiously. "I hope it doesn't involve a lot of movement."
"You are a cute, lazy kitten, aren't you," I grin. "It's a bubble bath, of course."
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A/N
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