Chapter 6
Oliver wrapped his arms around Miguel's neck, letting soft moans slip out. Miguel nibbled and sucked on his neck, leaving marks and causing Oliver's back to slightly arch. Miguel placed a hand on the arch of his back and trailed his kisses down, pulling down the collar of Oliver's shirt. Oliver pushed Miguel away for a moment, slipping off his shirt and throwing it onto the floor.
Miguel couldn't help but smirk and start to kiss his chest. Oliver kept his hands on the back of Miguel's head and shivered as he felt Miguel's kisses trail further down. Miguel kissed down to his stomach, soon reaching the waistband of Oliver's boxers that were peeking out from behind the waistband of his sweatpants.
Miguel looked up at him as he kissed Oliver's v-line. Oliver bit his lip and nodded. Miguel kissed Oliver's bulge through his pants before being flipped over by Oliver. Oliver dipped his head down and pulled down his pants, leaving Miguel in his boxers. He mouthed his growing erection through his underwear, licking it and breathing heavily on it.
Miguel looked down at him with half-lidded eyes, his forearm covering half his face. Oliver pulled down his boxers with his teeth, letting his half-hard cock spring out. He looked at with with stars in his eyes and he licked it from the base to the tip, running the tip of his tongue across the slit. Miguel shivered, letting out a shaky groan.
Oliver gripped Miguel's thighs and continued to kitten lick it. Miguel placed a large hand on the back of his head as Oliver continued his actions. Oliver smiled at this and lowered his head onto his cock. Miguel threw his head back as he tightened his grip on Oliver's head and let out a low, gutteral groan. Oliver gagged a bit as he sunk his head down, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes.
The grip on Miguel's thighs only got tighter as Oliver felt the tip of his dick his the back of his throat. There was still more to go, so he had no choice but to deepthroat it. Miguel took it into his own hands and pushed his head farther down, Oliver's eyes rolling to the back of his head. He moaned around his cock, the feeling going up Miguel's spine. He looked down at Oliver, breathing heavily.
"Fuck Oliver...never thought I'd say this but...you look really good right now.." Oliver's cheeks went red at this as he moaned in response. Miguel bit his lip before speaking again.
"Can I..?" Miguel asked. Oliver already understood what he wanted to say, gave a cheesy thumbs up, earning a chuckle from Miguel. He started thrusting his hips into Oliver's mouth, the only sounds in the room being the sound of skin slapping and wet sounds. This only made Oliver more aroused as he palmed himself to Miguel's thrusts.
After a couple thrusts, Oliver could taste Miguel's precum dripping down his throat. He knew he was getting close so he lifted his head off Miguel's cock, his lips swollen and red. He licked his lips before pushing his pants and underwear down, straddling his legs. Miguel blushed and whined a bit, placing his hands on Oliver's hips.
He then lined Miguel up with his hold and sunk himself onto his dick, his mouth dropping open in a gasp. Miguel held his hips, guiding him down.
"Fuck Miguel~ You're quite a beast aren't you~?" He huffed and eventually felt Miguel bottom out inside him.
"Well I don't work out all the time for nothing, gotta keep up my strength you know, cara mia~" Oliver blushes at the nickname. He may not know much Spanish, but all he knew was him speaking in another language was hot. Oliver started moving, raising his hips up and down. He threw his head back and let out a string of moans. Miguel gripped his hips and thighs, leaning forward and kissing his neck. He licked at it and left marks which earned small whines and whimpers from Oliver.
"Oh~! Ugh, it's so deep~" He bit his lip as he placed a hand on his stomach, feeling him move inside him.
"Look at you, taking it so well~" He grabbed the back of Oliver's neck and pulled his face closer before whispering in his ear.
"Taking it like a little slut~" Oliver's breath hitched in his throat when he heard what he said. Shivers went down his spine as he let out a shaky moan. Oliver's eyes went wide when he felt himself get flipped over and his hands were pinned above his head. He became flushed as he looked at the man hovering over him. Miguel used his free hand to pin Oliver's hips to the bed as he started to ram into him. It wasn't long before Oliver's back arched.
"There~! R-right there~" Oliver felt tears prick at his eyes as he felt Miguel hit his prostate. Miguel smirked and continued his motions, this time drilling into the same spot, bringing Oliver closer to finishing. Oliver's eyes rolled back and his breathing grew shallower as he felt a knot form in his stomach.
"M-migs~ I-ah~ I think I'm gonna c-cum~!" Miguel looked at him with a smirk, showing off his sharp teeth and his glowing red eyes. Oliver was in shock that he was under the control of this absolute beast of a man. Miguel dived into his neck, digging his teeth into his skin, drawing a bit of blood. He kept his fast pace in Oliver as he bit, licked and sucked marks into his neck, shoulders and body.
"Mig, I'm-" His moth dropped open and his vision went white as he finished, cumming over the both of them. Miguel kept going, the overstimulation getting to Oliver before Miguel's hips began to stutter. He let out a deep gutteral groan as he slowed his pace and gave one last hard thrust into Oliver, filling him up. The two stood there, panting and catching their breaths after what just happened. Oliver looked up at Miguel and smiled.
"That...was really good~" Miguel smiled and placed a gentle, loving kiss on his lips. Oliver returned the kiss, smiling and wrapping his arms around his neck. Miguel held his hips and pulled out, groaning as Oliver whined.
"Let's um...go get a bath, hm?" Oliver nodded and felt himself get picked up princess style and carried to the bathroom. He was set in the tub and Miguel turned on the water, making sure the water was the perfect temperature. Once it was perfect, Miguel climbed in behind Oliver and held him on his lap. He smiled and placed gentle kisses along his shoulders. Oliver looked like a dog's chew toy with the amount of marks and bites on his body. He laid back into Miguel's hold, smiling.