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Yusuf/Nicolo Forced Prostitution Fill : Needs of the Other 13F/16
Date: 2020-10-18 08:58 pm (UTC)Yusuf's angst hit hard. Sorry, sir. ;)
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Part 13F
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(Yusuf)
Somewhere outside of Alexandria, 12th century
Nicolo’s expression went from surprise to worry as soon as Yusuf reached him.
“What it is? What is wrong?” Nicolo lowered the net in his hands. “Did something happen in the village—“
Yusuf did not let Nicolo finish. He wrapped his arms around Nicolo’s middle, his mouth covering Nicolo's gasp. He kissed Nicolo, hard, his tongue darting in to check Nicolo's mouth, count his teeth, taste his breath. His hands roamed, counting ribs (his dear hobi is still too thin), kneading his buttocks, checking his lean, spare form for hurts.
"Yus--What, wait..."
Nicolo panted as soon as Yusuf pulled back, but it was short lived. Yusuf only paused for breath, to check the grass by their feet was soft, before he tumbled them both to the grass. He straddled Nicolo's legs, panting as he tried to explain, to speak, anything, but his ears were filled with the pounding of his heart, his mouth numb without the taste of Nicolo's skin on his lips.
Yusuf heard himself, talking rapidly, frantically in Arabic, too fast for Nicolo to catch, but Nicolo seemed to understand Yusuf's need. He stopped asking, his low rolling timbre now murmuring soothingly into Yusuf's ears. He helped Yusuf tug down his own trousers, kept his large hands careful in Yusuf's hair, trembling and moaning as Yusuf kissed his filling cock before swallowing him whole.
The memory of a cock on his tongue was vague; a filament of memory of a time when Yusuf likened misspent youth to immortality. But what Yusuf barely recalled, his senses seemed to remember. The taste and weight of Nicolo's cock in his mouth guided him on what to do.
Yusuf's thumbs massaged circles inside the pitch of Nicolo's hipbones, over and over on the vulnerable skin there. His head pulled back, savoring the saltiness of the cock head, his rough tongue laving the bead of fluid gathering at the tip. His chin, his beard was damp with sweat, clumped with the saliva gathering in his mouth. His knees gripped Nicolo between them. He would not be torn from Nicolo's side.
Nicolo's words crumbled to broken off cries, soft startled chokes that followed with the arch of his body. His fingers dug into Yusuf's scalp. His knees jerked up, his heels digging into the dirt as Yusuf tightened his lips at the base.
"Uh," Nicolo cried out. "Yu...uh..."
Hot silk on his tongue. Sweat trickling into his eyes. A rapid pulse against the pads of his thumbs. Yusuf sucked hard, his tongue tracing the vein that throbbed down the length, his mouth squeezing the length as his cheeks hollowed. He felt Nicolo's cries more than he heard them. Nicolo was close.
Yusuf shoved a hand down his own trousers, snapping the laces in the process. He palmed his painful erection, groaning around Nicolo's sex.
Nicolo whimpered, his hips jerking in tiny desperate thrusts. He pried his hands off Yusuf's head and jammed pale fists towards his own pelvis to stop.
"Yus...I...I..." Nicolo sobbed.
Yusuf's head bobbed faster, his dry fist around his cock matching pace, not to be out done.
Nicolo's voice rose to a wail, his hands trying to push Yusuf's head away in warning, but with a violent shudder, Nicolo came.
Bitter fluid splashed the back of Yusuf's throat. He swallowed as much as he could before light flared behind his eyes and he pulled off of Nicolo's spent cock to groan out his own release. It felt endless, pulling the fevered thrum in the pit of Yusuf's stomach and out through his cock.
Yusuf dropped his head on Nicolo's thigh. Winded, dizzy with the force of his release, Yusuf almost missed the frantic breathing above him.
A chill went over Yusuf. Reasoning returned and horror paralyzed Yusuf. He did not move, his own breathing matching Nicolo before he crawled up Nicolo's body on clumsy hands and knees.
Nicolo was incoherent.
"I tried to warn you," Nicolo cracked. "I did not mean to...I was not fast enough--I am sorry, sorry..."
Yusuf's eyes widened as Nicolo's panic dawned on him. He tugged Nicolo up, kissing Nicolo's brow, his mouth, his jaw.
"No," Yusuf plead. He hunched over Nicolo. "It is all right. No, I did not mind it. It was you, Nicolo, I did not mind it."
Nicolo clutched Yusuf's arms, gasping for breath. His bare legs kicked weakly in the grass, his tunic bunched under his arms. But he was calming, shaking against Yusuf, but calming.
"...you swallowed."
Yusuf squeezed his eyes shut. Of course Nicolo was upset for Yusuf instead of Yusuf had done.
"I swallowed," Yusuf rasped. "Why are you not upset I attacked you?"
Nicolo settled into Yusuf. His claw grip gentled to calming strokes down Yusuf's arms.
"I did not feel attacked," Nicolo murmured. "And you needed it."
Yusuf bowed his head. His shoulders shook.
"I did not see you in the house," Yusuf whispered. He hugged Nicolo tighter to him. "And I did not see you in the village and I thought of all the times I did not see you, all the times you said you were fine and I believed you and what I left you to bear alone..."
Yusuf could not finish. He pressed his wet face on top of Nicolo's head.
"Forgive me, hobi," Yusuf murmured. "I know we said there is no debt, but my heart still pains and then I did not see you in the village and the house. Oh, I am being a fool, my Nicolo, I should not have been so rough, I...I...forgive me, forgive me..."
Nicolo wrapped a hand around Yusuf's wrist and pulled it to his belly.
"You forgave me for many things," Nicolo rasped. "How petty would I be if I do not forgive you even if your only crime was to think so well of me?"
Yusuf has no words. He simply held tight to Nicolo and wept.
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Gah, okay, now it's done. Good grief. More tomorrow, most likely around this same time. (Quiz time, noooooo)
Re: Yusuf/Nicolo Forced Prostitution Fill : Needs of the Other 13F/16
Date: 2020-10-18 09:21 pm (UTC)Re: Yusuf/Nicolo Forced Prostitution Fill : Needs of the Other 13F/16
Date: 2020-10-18 09:52 pm (UTC)Re: Yusuf/Nicolo Forced Prostitution Fill : Needs of the Other 13F/16
Date: 2020-10-19 06:07 am (UTC)Re: Yusuf/Nicolo Forced Prostitution Fill : Needs of the Other 13F/16
Date: 2020-10-19 11:11 am (UTC)But amazing chapter as always!
Re: Yusuf/Nicolo Forced Prostitution Fill : Needs of the Other 13F/16
Date: 2020-10-19 11:33 am (UTC)