Fic: Sensational Desires

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Title: Sensational Desires
Authors: Ginny and Dee 2wingsnuts
Warnings: RPS, explicit sex, kink
Team: Detroit Red Wings
Rating: FRAO
Challenge: kink_bingo Prompt: Sensation Play
Summary: His lover's touch was driving him wild
Authors' Note: We had two specific people in mind, but this does stay anonymous. If you want to know or if you want to make a guess, we'll answer or confirm.



He moaned in desire as he felt his lover's touch, light and teasing, glide along his arms. He turned toward him and tried to listen for the next move, but the blindfold and his over-stimulated nerves prevented him. He could feel the sweat run down his back as lust and desire ran through the body. The uncertainty of where and what his lover was going to do next added to it.

"Relax," the voice whispered and he turned toward it. He thought his lover was behind him but then he felt the soft touch to his ankles, moving up his calves and stopping just below his knees.

He was hard - painfully hard - and he could already feel the first drops of precome on the tip of his dick. He needed some contact. He needed some sort of friction - anything to relieve the ache low in his stomach.

He gasped and moaned loudly when his lover licked across the tip of dick before moving away, causing him to groan in frustration. He wouldn't beg, no matter how much he wanted him.

He turned his head slightly when he heard movement on the bed but groaned when he felt the gentle touch return to his chest. He couldn't find where the other man was. Well, he knew he could if he manage to focus through the lust filled fog that was starting to cloud his mind and his senses.

"Love seeing you like this," his lover whispered just before there was a soft hiss and then something cool being applied to his chest.

He groaned and arched up as the cool moisture touched his much too hot skin. "Wh-what's that?" he asked, the tone of his voice low even as he slightly squeaked the words.

"Whipped cream." The answer was whispered just before the other man started to lick it up, pausing to nip lighty at the muscled chest every few inches.

He nodded and arched up slightly, hissing quietly. He knew, if his lover kept this up for a few more seconds, he was going to come. He just knew it.

He groaned loudly in frustration again when his lover pulled away. And then he was kissing his neck. He breathed in his lover's scent, adding to the haze of arousal.

"I can't decide how to make you come," his lover admitted. "Can I make you come without touching you? Suck you off? Fuck you until you're screaming my name?"

"Yes," he whispered and nodded. He arched up slightly and kissed his lover's neck. "You can make me come without touching," he said slowly and softly.

"Good," he whispered back and pulled away.

He groaned and tried to follow the other man but was quickly pushed back onto the bed.

"Relax," his lover whispered again before more the hissing sound started again, this time covering his entire chest.

He started at his left shoulder before once more pulling back. The small dip in the mattress was the only warning before his lover, starting from his right, licked a wide path across his chest.

"Oh God," he groaned, arching up. "Feels so good," he added in a whisper as his lover sucked gently on a nipple.

"Tastes better," his lover whispered.

"You're going to kill me," he groaned.

"Don't want that," the other man said and he could hear the smile in his voice. "Coach would kill us for sure."

"For sure," he agreed and moaned again when the tongue came back to his chest, continuing to lick up the cool whipped cream. He was seconds from coming. All he needed was something - anything - to touch his aching dick.

"Not yet," his lover whispered. "Soon."

"Please?" he whimpered. "So close."

He kissed him hard, their tongues sliding along in desperation. "Yes," he finally whispered.

He moaned and pressed against his lover, all the sensations running through his body causing his dick to twich. "So close," he panted and cried out as his lover's hand brushed against his aching erection.

His lover's fingertips brushed firmly against his balls a split second before wrapping around his dick and stroking twice quickly. He came with a loud shout, covering his lover's hand.

"Perfect," his lover whispered before licking across his stomach, catching the last few drops of come.

"Wh-what about you?" he said breathlessly, turning his head toward his lover's voice.

His lover pressed a soft kiss against the bottom edge of the blindfold. "Don't worry, we still have all night long;"

He whimpered. "You're going to torture me again?" he asked softly and struggled to reach of his lover, only to find that somehow his hands were bound.

He could hear the smirk in is lover's voice as he said. "All night long."

He couldn't help but moan softly at the idea.

"Are you fucking me now?" he whispered, unable to hide the hopeful tone in his voice.

"Not yet," his lover said and he could hear the smirk in his voice.

"Evil," was all he could get out before the other man's tongue was in his mouth, kissing him deeply

"That's why you love me."

He nodded and whimpered as the other man's hands moved along his chest. Rubbing down his arms before giving the same attention to his legs. "I love you," he breathed as he felt a feather light touch to the inside of this thighs.

"And I love you, for sure."

"For sure," he agreed with a moan.

His lover teased his balls and promised, "You're going to have a great night."

"I'm already having a great night," he moaned and pulled on his restraints slightly. "Not too tight," he said happily.

"Good," he breathed before taking his dick in his mouth and sucking hard.

"Fuck," he shouted, arching up toward his lover. "You -- I -- come," he chanted and twisted his wrists, grabbing the headboard.

"So hard for me again," his lover praised.

"All you," he moaned. "Love your accent."

His lover kissed the inside of his thigh. "I love hearing yours when you come."

"You keep doing that to me and you'll hear it again," he said softly, groaning as he felt his lover's lips kiss the tip of his erection.

He felt the thumb rubbing over his balls and then tweaking his nipples. He blinked into the blindfold as he moaned loudly at the touches.

"Please fuck me," he pleaded and spread his legs as far as they'd go.

"As soon as you're stretched," his lover promised.

He knew he was whimpering, and pleading for his lover to touch him, but he couldn't bring himself to focus as the other man's hands slowly started to massage his balls.

He lost track of everything until suddenly his lover was pushing slowly into him. He pushed back, desperate for more contact.
"Yes," he moaned. "Harder." He groaned as hands slowly ran down his chest, pinching his nipples before ghosting down his dick. "More. Pleae?"

"Tell me how it feels."

"Feels?" he repeated. "I feel full. I feel sweat running down my body. I feel your hands and fingernails running down my chest." He took a shuddering breath. "I feel like my dick is about to explode," he whispered.

His lover leaned down, causing him to feel like he was bent in half, his dick trapped between them. "Come," he whispered, their lips barely touching.

He sat up as much as he could, kissing the other man as he finally got enough friction to come between them. It felt hot and sticky on his overly sensitive skin as he clenched hard around his lover's dick.

He heard his lover's shout and then felt him come in spurts. Finally it was just them, still wrapped together, breathing hard. "Love you," his lover whispered before carefully pulling out.

Love you too," he whispered back and felt his lover's hands around his wrists. He smiled gratefully when he was freed and rolled his shoulders a few times. "Which is good cause I don't let just anyone tie me up," he teased.

"You'd better not," his lover laughed. "Wait." He got up and returned a few minutes later with a warm washcloth.

He sighed at the feeling of the cloth against still sensitized skin.

"You gonna unblindfold me yet?" he whispered, his fingers rubbing small circles against his lover's thigh.

He moved up and kissed him softly as he slid his fingers under the blindfold. One quick tug and it was off. "Yeah," he whispered back, barely moving away from the kiss.

"Bright," he whispered and blinked several times.

"It's not bright," his lover teased gently. "The nearest light is fifteen feet away in the bathroom."

"Bright" he said again and curled around his lover. "Do I get to blindfold you next time?"

"Yes," was the whispered answer. He smiled and laid his head back on the pillow. "I love you."

"Love you too," he whispered around a yawn.

"Let's get some rest, you and I. We have practice tomorrow and I don't want to be too late," his lover teased and pulled the blanket over them.

End