Love Letters - Senses: Taste (2/7)
TITLE: Senses: Taste
Series | Arc: Love Letters | Senses 2/7
Age | Sequence: 25| 4
Author: von_gelmini
Fandom: Doctor Who
Characters: Theta/Koschei
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1631
Contains: explicit sex
Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who. I am not writing this for profit.
Senses: Taste
"Theete, what are you doing?"
Theta licked Koschei's arm one more time, grinning. "Tasting you."
"I'm all sweaty from running with you."
"Yeah, but you had a shower this morning," Theta said, licking Koschei's neck.
"At least wait until I take a dip in the river." Koschei pulled away.
"Unh unh," Theta said, pulling Koschei back. "You taste too good." He unbuttoned the top two buttons of Koschei's shirt and licked his chest. "Mmm."
"You're insane."
"Not my fault if you're tasty." He kissed Koschei and licked his lips afterwards. Then he went back to his chest. "You taste salty."
"Well, yeah."
"But you're sweet."
Koschei rolled his eyes.
"Not sweet like that," Theta said, smacking his arm. "Like that, you're sour as lemons." He finished unbuttoning Koschei's shirt and pushed it open. He licked a line from between Kocchei's hearts to his left nipple. "You taste sweet. Salty, but just a little honey-sweet still like you normally do. Kinda tastes like those honey-roasted peanuts."
"What?!"
"You remember. I brought you some back after I took that Earth aeroplane from London to Switzerland to bring you back some chocolate. I had the peanuts from there for you too."
"You were supposed to eat those things?" Koschei said unable to believe that those disgusting smelling things were edible. "I was too busy planning on what to do again with the chocolate and the strawberries," Koschei said with a wink.
Theta laughed. "Yes. And they tasted just like you taste."
"Gods I hope I don't smell as bad as they did."
"Mmm no. Just sweet. But," Theta started licking down Koschei's stomach. "You taste so good, I could eat you all up."
Koschei lifted his hips and shirked out of his trousers. He pushed Theta's head lower. "Get to it then."
"Pushy. I'm getting there."
"Not fast enough, little Theete." Koschei pushed more insistently. "Get down there and suck my cock if you're so eager to taste something."
Theta squirmed around until he was stretched out between Koschei's legs. "You can let go, I know what I'm doing," he said.
"I know what you're doing too, you little tease." Koschei grabbed a handful of Theta's hair and pulled his head up from where he was going to suck his balls instead and moved his mouth to his stiffening cock. "You can explore more after you've finished getting me hard. Now get that mouth of yours to work on my prick." He gave Theta a sharp push as he let go of his head.
Theta squirmed against the blanket they'd laid on the soft grass, getting hard from Koschei's forcefulness. He took Koschei's tumescent prick in hand and licked around his shaft. More salty at the base where his hair darkly curled, more sweet as he neared the head. He slipped his tongue into Koschei's foreskin and licked circles between it and his knob.
Koschei groaned and grabbed his head again. "Fuck, Theta," he breathed.
His hand stroked Koschei's shaft as Theta sucked the puckered foreskin into his mouth, concealing the head of Koschei's cock. He closed his lips and pulled a little, stretching the sensitive skin. His hand moved more roughly and the skin popped out from his lips and slid back from the head of Koschei's cock, revealing it's swollen purpled skin, glistening with his spit and the first drops of Koschei's pre-come.
Pure sweet honey with only the slightest of a wild saltiness and something that was unique to Time Lords, a tingling frisson of artron energy. “Koschei, your cock is the best taste in the world. I could suck you all day long.”
Koschei laughed. “Less talk, more cocksucking then.”
Theta stuck his tongue out at his lover, but then took that tongue and swirled it around Koschei's cock again, replacing his laughter with another deep groan.
As promised once Koschei was fully hard, he let Theta continue his taste explorations. Theta licked down Koschei's shaft and his hand took over, stroking it, keeping him hard until his mouth could resume someplace else. Theta moved down to Koschei's balls. He made little sucker-kisses, pulling little morsels of the loose skin into his mouth. The clean sweat of the morning's run covered his ball sac and the taste was the salt and spice and musk. But each bit of saltiness he'd tasted on Koschei's skin was so much more complex than just 'salt'. The taste of his throat where the sweat had pooled in the hollows was of an entirely different nature than the taste of the sweat on his balls. This was wild, it would be exotic if Theta didn't know that taste better than any gourmet delight he'd ever had.
“Better than strawberries and chocolate,” he muttered between tastes. He heard Koschei laugh again as his hand ruffled his hair.
“My Theta loves cock.”
“Loves your cock,” Theta corrected. “And don't forget your balls,” he added, taking one of the orbs into his mouth.
“Oh no,” Koschei said breathlessly. “Can't forget them.”
Theta rolled Koschei's testicle with his tongue, then opened his mouth wider to accomodate both at once, closing his lips around the flesh they hung from, pulling them tight, smoothing the skin taut over them. Almost too hard for Koschei, but he palmed over Koschei's slick knob at the same time. While Koschei wasn't one for pain like Theta was, the warring sensations elicited sharp pants from his lover.
He loosened the suction and let Koschei's balls just rest, filling his mouth pleasantly with their hard roundness. He hummed in his throat, creating tantalizing vibrations.
“Theete! Too much, love. Oh gods, that feels... Your mouth. Your fucking mouth. Makes me crazy.”
Theta let Koschei's balls slip wetly from his mouth, but then nuzzled them out of the way with his face. His hand stopped stroking Koschei's shaft and he lifted underneath Koschei's thighs, raising his legs back so his tongue could lick along his perineum. His tongue continued it's backwards travel until it was circling the outside of Koschei's hole. The taste was musky and strong, a little bitter and metallic as well. His tongue darted quickly into that tight ring of muscle and his hand went back to stroking Koschei's prick. He licked and plunged as deeply into Koschei as he could, fucking his arse with his tongue. He swirled it around when it was deep inside and tasted the dark essence of his lover's musk. He groaned, his lips pressed tightly to Koschei's arse, his hips making little circles against the blanket, rubbing his cock against it. He loved everything to do with putting his mouth on Koschei. But this most intimate kiss never failed to excite him as much as it did Koschei.
It excited Koschei a bit too much. Theta felt Koschei's balls tighten and his cock twitch in his hand. Theta moved up and let Koschei's legs fall beside him. His hand stroked Koschei's shaft harder. His foreskin was pulled back behind his tightly swollen knob as Theta pounded his fist faster. Koschei's hands gripped the back of Theta's head and shoved his mouth down onto his prick as he came. His cock twitched wildly, filling Theta's mouth with so much come it dripped out the side and wound up squirting onto his face.
Theta held Koschei's come in his mouth, letting the honey-sweet taste that was unique to his lover develop on his tongue before swallowing deeply. He licked his lips, sucking them in, savoring every drop he could. He wiped his face with his fingers and looking up at Koschei before closing his eyes and moaning desperately as he sensuously licked each one until he had it clean and dripping with spit.
“You need me, little Theete,” Koschei said, pulling his hair and forcing Theta to look at him, lust and need naked in his eyes.
“Oh, Koschei,” Theta groaned, his hips gyrating against the blanket.
“Roll over,” Koschei said, his voice deep and commanding. “I want to watch you come.”
Theta laid on his back, arched, double-fisting his cock, feeling Koschei's hot stare devouring him. It wasn't long before his breaths were ragged and fast pants, his face contorted in pleasure.
“Shoot on your face,” Koschei ordered when Theta started to come. “Open your mouth. Catch your come, little Theta Sigma, my little cocksucker. You wanted to taste, taste your come. Taste your need for me, Theta. Taste how much I own you.”
Koschei's words drove Theta wild as he did what he was told, tasting his own come's sugared honey taste, sweeter than Koschei's, as if his desperation added it's own flavor. Come was dripping down his face. His tongue darted out to try to catch all he could. When he'd finished, one hand gathered up what was left on his cock and the other wiped his face. He smeared it on his lips, his tongue licked them clean.
“Taste good?” Koschei asked.
Theta looked up at the satisfied smirk on his lover's face. “Yes,” he said plainly.
“Mine,” Koschei said, defining Theta's existence.
“Yours, Koschei,” Theta said, looking away, ashamed of the truth.
Koschei took Theta's face in his hands and turned his head roughly to look at him. “MINE!”
Tears welled in Theta's eyes. “Yours, Koschei,” he said again, unable to hide. “Always, ever, only yours.”
Koschei bent down and kissed him. He licked Theta's lips and then licked his come-and-tear-stained cheek. “Now you taste good.”
“I love you so much, Kosch.”
“I know.” He softened his words by brushing Theta's hair from his face. He bent down to Theta's ear. “And I love you, my little Theete,” he whispered.
Series | Arc: Love Letters | Senses 2/7
Age | Sequence: 25| 4
Author: von_gelmini
Fandom: Doctor Who
Characters: Theta/Koschei
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1631
Contains: explicit sex
Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who. I am not writing this for profit.
Senses: Taste
"Theete, what are you doing?"
Theta licked Koschei's arm one more time, grinning. "Tasting you."
"I'm all sweaty from running with you."
"Yeah, but you had a shower this morning," Theta said, licking Koschei's neck.
"At least wait until I take a dip in the river." Koschei pulled away.
"Unh unh," Theta said, pulling Koschei back. "You taste too good." He unbuttoned the top two buttons of Koschei's shirt and licked his chest. "Mmm."
"You're insane."
"Not my fault if you're tasty." He kissed Koschei and licked his lips afterwards. Then he went back to his chest. "You taste salty."
"Well, yeah."
"But you're sweet."
Koschei rolled his eyes.
"Not sweet like that," Theta said, smacking his arm. "Like that, you're sour as lemons." He finished unbuttoning Koschei's shirt and pushed it open. He licked a line from between Kocchei's hearts to his left nipple. "You taste sweet. Salty, but just a little honey-sweet still like you normally do. Kinda tastes like those honey-roasted peanuts."
"What?!"
"You remember. I brought you some back after I took that Earth aeroplane from London to Switzerland to bring you back some chocolate. I had the peanuts from there for you too."
"You were supposed to eat those things?" Koschei said unable to believe that those disgusting smelling things were edible. "I was too busy planning on what to do again with the chocolate and the strawberries," Koschei said with a wink.
Theta laughed. "Yes. And they tasted just like you taste."
"Gods I hope I don't smell as bad as they did."
"Mmm no. Just sweet. But," Theta started licking down Koschei's stomach. "You taste so good, I could eat you all up."
Koschei lifted his hips and shirked out of his trousers. He pushed Theta's head lower. "Get to it then."
"Pushy. I'm getting there."
"Not fast enough, little Theete." Koschei pushed more insistently. "Get down there and suck my cock if you're so eager to taste something."
Theta squirmed around until he was stretched out between Koschei's legs. "You can let go, I know what I'm doing," he said.
"I know what you're doing too, you little tease." Koschei grabbed a handful of Theta's hair and pulled his head up from where he was going to suck his balls instead and moved his mouth to his stiffening cock. "You can explore more after you've finished getting me hard. Now get that mouth of yours to work on my prick." He gave Theta a sharp push as he let go of his head.
Theta squirmed against the blanket they'd laid on the soft grass, getting hard from Koschei's forcefulness. He took Koschei's tumescent prick in hand and licked around his shaft. More salty at the base where his hair darkly curled, more sweet as he neared the head. He slipped his tongue into Koschei's foreskin and licked circles between it and his knob.
Koschei groaned and grabbed his head again. "Fuck, Theta," he breathed.
His hand stroked Koschei's shaft as Theta sucked the puckered foreskin into his mouth, concealing the head of Koschei's cock. He closed his lips and pulled a little, stretching the sensitive skin. His hand moved more roughly and the skin popped out from his lips and slid back from the head of Koschei's cock, revealing it's swollen purpled skin, glistening with his spit and the first drops of Koschei's pre-come.
Pure sweet honey with only the slightest of a wild saltiness and something that was unique to Time Lords, a tingling frisson of artron energy. “Koschei, your cock is the best taste in the world. I could suck you all day long.”
Koschei laughed. “Less talk, more cocksucking then.”
Theta stuck his tongue out at his lover, but then took that tongue and swirled it around Koschei's cock again, replacing his laughter with another deep groan.
As promised once Koschei was fully hard, he let Theta continue his taste explorations. Theta licked down Koschei's shaft and his hand took over, stroking it, keeping him hard until his mouth could resume someplace else. Theta moved down to Koschei's balls. He made little sucker-kisses, pulling little morsels of the loose skin into his mouth. The clean sweat of the morning's run covered his ball sac and the taste was the salt and spice and musk. But each bit of saltiness he'd tasted on Koschei's skin was so much more complex than just 'salt'. The taste of his throat where the sweat had pooled in the hollows was of an entirely different nature than the taste of the sweat on his balls. This was wild, it would be exotic if Theta didn't know that taste better than any gourmet delight he'd ever had.
“Better than strawberries and chocolate,” he muttered between tastes. He heard Koschei laugh again as his hand ruffled his hair.
“My Theta loves cock.”
“Loves your cock,” Theta corrected. “And don't forget your balls,” he added, taking one of the orbs into his mouth.
“Oh no,” Koschei said breathlessly. “Can't forget them.”
Theta rolled Koschei's testicle with his tongue, then opened his mouth wider to accomodate both at once, closing his lips around the flesh they hung from, pulling them tight, smoothing the skin taut over them. Almost too hard for Koschei, but he palmed over Koschei's slick knob at the same time. While Koschei wasn't one for pain like Theta was, the warring sensations elicited sharp pants from his lover.
He loosened the suction and let Koschei's balls just rest, filling his mouth pleasantly with their hard roundness. He hummed in his throat, creating tantalizing vibrations.
“Theete! Too much, love. Oh gods, that feels... Your mouth. Your fucking mouth. Makes me crazy.”
Theta let Koschei's balls slip wetly from his mouth, but then nuzzled them out of the way with his face. His hand stopped stroking Koschei's shaft and he lifted underneath Koschei's thighs, raising his legs back so his tongue could lick along his perineum. His tongue continued it's backwards travel until it was circling the outside of Koschei's hole. The taste was musky and strong, a little bitter and metallic as well. His tongue darted quickly into that tight ring of muscle and his hand went back to stroking Koschei's prick. He licked and plunged as deeply into Koschei as he could, fucking his arse with his tongue. He swirled it around when it was deep inside and tasted the dark essence of his lover's musk. He groaned, his lips pressed tightly to Koschei's arse, his hips making little circles against the blanket, rubbing his cock against it. He loved everything to do with putting his mouth on Koschei. But this most intimate kiss never failed to excite him as much as it did Koschei.
It excited Koschei a bit too much. Theta felt Koschei's balls tighten and his cock twitch in his hand. Theta moved up and let Koschei's legs fall beside him. His hand stroked Koschei's shaft harder. His foreskin was pulled back behind his tightly swollen knob as Theta pounded his fist faster. Koschei's hands gripped the back of Theta's head and shoved his mouth down onto his prick as he came. His cock twitched wildly, filling Theta's mouth with so much come it dripped out the side and wound up squirting onto his face.
Theta held Koschei's come in his mouth, letting the honey-sweet taste that was unique to his lover develop on his tongue before swallowing deeply. He licked his lips, sucking them in, savoring every drop he could. He wiped his face with his fingers and looking up at Koschei before closing his eyes and moaning desperately as he sensuously licked each one until he had it clean and dripping with spit.
“You need me, little Theete,” Koschei said, pulling his hair and forcing Theta to look at him, lust and need naked in his eyes.
“Oh, Koschei,” Theta groaned, his hips gyrating against the blanket.
“Roll over,” Koschei said, his voice deep and commanding. “I want to watch you come.”
Theta laid on his back, arched, double-fisting his cock, feeling Koschei's hot stare devouring him. It wasn't long before his breaths were ragged and fast pants, his face contorted in pleasure.
“Shoot on your face,” Koschei ordered when Theta started to come. “Open your mouth. Catch your come, little Theta Sigma, my little cocksucker. You wanted to taste, taste your come. Taste your need for me, Theta. Taste how much I own you.”
Koschei's words drove Theta wild as he did what he was told, tasting his own come's sugared honey taste, sweeter than Koschei's, as if his desperation added it's own flavor. Come was dripping down his face. His tongue darted out to try to catch all he could. When he'd finished, one hand gathered up what was left on his cock and the other wiped his face. He smeared it on his lips, his tongue licked them clean.
“Taste good?” Koschei asked.
Theta looked up at the satisfied smirk on his lover's face. “Yes,” he said plainly.
“Mine,” Koschei said, defining Theta's existence.
“Yours, Koschei,” Theta said, looking away, ashamed of the truth.
Koschei took Theta's face in his hands and turned his head roughly to look at him. “MINE!”
Tears welled in Theta's eyes. “Yours, Koschei,” he said again, unable to hide. “Always, ever, only yours.”
Koschei bent down and kissed him. He licked Theta's lips and then licked his come-and-tear-stained cheek. “Now you taste good.”
“I love you so much, Kosch.”
“I know.” He softened his words by brushing Theta's hair from his face. He bent down to Theta's ear. “And I love you, my little Theete,” he whispered.