Not all treasure is silver and cold - Chapter 32

Chapter 32 – Won’t you miss me?

It was so rare it truly surprised me that next morning.

I woke before he did.

Opening my eyes, with only the youngest, smallest touch of morning sun lightning the world before me. Face to face with the man who I now considered my lover, as I smiled at the beautiful sight.

His warm, naked body snuggled warmly against mine, as his silky hair grazed the bare skin of chest lightly.

One of his hands rested on my hips, as the other one was placed under his rosy, soft cheek. Breathing slowly as his eyes stayed closed.

His dark hair mussed over his face with a faint flush on his pale cheeks. His lips, full and rosy, pouting slightly, and I marvelled at how angelic he looked.

I shifted carefully on the sheets then. Trying not to wake him as I wriggled on the mattress. Luckily he seemed too far gone to notice me as he did not even stir when I slowly removed his hand from my hip.  

Feeling his hot breath tickling my cheeks as our noses almost pressed together.

He looked different like this, without a muscle in his body tensed. Boyish almost, and so much younger then he really was.

Much older than me.

The memories of last nights washed over me like a warm wave, and I smiled when his nose wrinkled a bit when I touched the tip lightly with my own.

Instantly relaxing again when I withdraw, as I kept quiet while studying his features closely in the morning light.

I traced a perfect eyebrow with my index finger, and giggled when he frowned his forehead at the touch. Suddenly swinging his arms around my waist as he made a small snoring noise that made me bite my lip to keep me from laughing out loud.

He had let me have him last night in such an intimate way, and the memory alone made my body stir. It had truly been phenomenal, and the most exiting thing I had ever done.

He was everything I ever wanted, even though he was a man. And he had opened up and let me in to give himself to me.

Even though I had been the one who had to brake down the door.

As I lay there on my side, I suddenly became very aware that I had woken with a very present morning arousal when it brushed lightly against his abdomen. Making me gasp at the electric pleasure it caused to rush trough me when the sensitive flesh brushed his silk skin.

My memories of last night keeping it firmly in place as I squirmed slightly at the discomfort in the form of a strong need for release. The feel of my Captains bare and smooth chest pressing against mine really was helping the matter either.

I tried to twist my hips away from him again without him noticing I was in this predicament. Wiggling my hips to roll away underneath the sheets with my naked hard-on raising against his inner thigh.

Careful not to wake him and to pull him out the peaceful state he experienced way too little.

As I slowly rolled over to my other side, I heard a small whimper behind me, and felt his body pressing against my bare back in the instant our body’s had lost contact.

Closing the small gap between us as I could hear him breathing slowly into my ear. Knowing he was still fast asleep as he snored lightly and mumbled something under his breath.

Making me shiver against him, as I felt my heart warm at the fact his body sought out mine on what seemed like its own. Seeking contact with me, even in his sleep.

I wriggled against him as I tried to free my erection from the silk sheets around my lower body, and gasped when I heard him moan lightly in my ear. Feeling his cock coming to life against my bottom as I instantly stilled my movement.

If he would wake up now….

His erection pressing against….

As much as I wanted him. As much as I wanted to give myself to him….

I still had a slight fear of the idea of pushing him too far.

After all, I was a virgin. Even if not as much as when I first arrived here.

In all honesty, I had no idea what I was in for. The idea of having him…..inside….

Oh, I knew how it worked. I had figured that out the first time I had seen him touch himself. I knew what was going to happen, and I knew it was suppose to feel very good.

That I had leaned watching him writhe and moan in hot pleasure when he had touched himself there.

Beside the fact that the place was….without a doubt, impure, not to mention the act itself a scandal to the church….it seemed very small.

Very small and very tight.

Much to small for the size of him.

I felt my cheeks burn at the though, as I was unable to even form the words in my own head without squinting my eyes in embarrassment.

He was so much bigger in every way compared to my small, young body. What if it would not fit? What if it would not work? What if my body wouldn’t be able to take it?

He would surely not let me stay if I wasn’t even able to…

If I wasn’t able to please him in that way.

I muffled a moan with the pillow underneath my head when I felt his growing erection pressing against the cleft of my ass.

Still asleep, yet fully aroused now as his body pressed against mine while making a delicious warmth spreading over my skin.

Scary as it was, these thoughts, together with the feel of his luscious form against mine made it impossible for my body to return to a normal state.

On the contrary, it only begged harder for its release as I felt liquid starting to form on the head of my erection.  Biting my lip as I started to panic and now removing the sheets to look at my very proud and naked erection glistering in the morning sun.

I needed release. I couldn’t take this any longer. The need and the desperate feeling of aggressive lust burned forcefully inside of my belly.

I wasn’t able to wait.

The thought and feel of the object of my love and desire making it unable for me to will anything away, and only raising the need to be touched with every passing second.

The one thing I could think of now was….

But never had I…..

Never had I touched myself like that before.

He had touched me like this, and I had touched him. But never had I pleasured myself in this sinful way.

After all, it was as big a sin as primarily intercourse.

I gasp when I let the tips of my finger brush lightly over the moist head of my cock, and shuddered at the intense feeling of pleasure it brought me. Water forming in the corner of my eyes from the effect, as my entire body burned.

Oh no, I couldn’t do this. It was too wrong. And what if he would wake in the middle of me….?

Or worse, what if I was so bad at it that it wouldn’t work? That I could not even release myself, let alone anyone else?

If he would see that, he would surely laugh at me, or think of me as incapable.

I lay still for a moment, trying to decide if I dared risking it.

My body quivering with need as I felt a small trickle of water run down my eye onto my pillow. And I wasn’t even crying.

All my senses just seemed to work overtime as I could feel my racing heartbeat pulse in my neck.

I knew there was no other way but to surrender. To just do it, and release myself before my entire body would explode with the need.

I reached down again, brushing he leaking head with my thumb as I felt pre-cum running down my fingers in responds.

Biting down on the silk sheets to stifle my groans when my hips jerked.

I wrapped my fingers around the length slowly, as he had done with me the night he had touched me this way, and started running my fingers over the shaft lightly.

Up and down, as I stroked myself in a way I never had. Touched myself in way I never had.

I moaned into the silk, as I discovered that there was no way I was bad at this.

Not when it felt so incredibly good.

Almost as good as he could make me feel.

I tightened my grip around the length, and felt my body starting to break out in sweat as I stroked the shaft up and down with my fist.

Trusting up into my own hand as I kept the silk sheet between my teeth. Biting down hard to keep myself from crying out as I closed my eyes firmly to concentrate on the feeling of my stroking hand, and his erection pressing against my bare backside.

Little beads of sweat rolling of my forehead now as I fisted my cock a little harder. Knowing I would never last long touching myself this intensely

I stilled my movements a bit. Not wanting it to be over so soon, yet knowing  I had to hurry to get it done before my Captain would awaked.

I slid my free hand over my chest to postpone my release only a little bit longer, and gently tugged at my small left nipple. Making my hips buckle from the unexpected bolt of pleasure it brought me while I kept massaging my cock with my fingers.

“Ohh.”

My body froze as I heard the small gasp behind me.

My eyes widening as my body tensed.

Laying as still as I possibly could as I felt him shift his hips behind me.

Feeling his erection grow even harder against my behind, and pushing against the cleft of my ass as well as the skin of my balls.

The silk still stuck between my teeth as I tried not to moan out loud at the sensation.

His breathing had become more frequent when I had trashed against him. And the loud moan escaping him once he released the situation we were currently in made me realise one thing I had tried to prevent.

My face burning brightly as I felt his hands running down the side of my arms.

He was awake. 

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