Chapter 13: Morning Hunger
Pale morning light seeped around the edges of the blinds, striping the rumpled sheets in gold. Dan slept heavily beside him, face relaxed, one arm flung out, his breathing deep and even. The quiet comfort of Dan’s bedroom – the overflowing bookshelf, the old band posters, the faint, permanent scent of coffee beans – usually felt like a balm. But this morning, a different kind of restlessness prickled Lex’s skin. He was naked, warm where their legs tangled, but a low, insistent heat coiled deep in his belly, waking him more effectively than any alarm.
He shifted slightly, the cool platinum band on his left finger catching the light, a solid, thrilling reminder of the previous night. The restaurant booth. The trembling velvet box. The word fiancé. The raw, consuming intensity of coming home, of Dan taking him with a possessive tenderness that still made Lex shiver to recall. He’d been claimed, utterly. And this morning, the claiming felt incomplete.
Lex’s gaze drifted down Dan’s body, the sheet tangled low around his hips. The outline beneath was unmistakable even in the dimness: Dan’s cock, thick and full even in sleep, rising like a promise under the thin cotton. That familiar ache intensified, sharp and demanding. He remembered the weight of it in his hand last night, the taste of Dan’s skin, the guttural sounds ripped from Dan’s throat as he came deep inside him. He wanted that again. Now. He wanted to taste it.
Moving with a predator’s quiet intent, Lex slid down the bed. He nuzzled the trail of dark hair leading from Dan’s navel, inhaling the musky scent of sleep and sex that clung to his skin. So familiar. So his. He kissed the base of Dan’s cock through the sheet, feeling the heat radiating from it. Dan stirred, murmuring something unintelligible, but didn’t wake. Lex hooked his fingers into the waistband of Dan’s boxer briefs – the only thing he’d pulled on after collapsing last night – and tugged them down just far enough to free him.
Dan’s cock sprang free, already half-hard, flushed and heavy against his abdomen. Lex’s mouth watered. He leaned in, running his tongue slowly, deliberately, from root to tip, savoring the salty pre-come beading there. He circled the broad, smooth head, then took it fully into the wet heat of his mouth.
Dan gasped, a sharp intake of breath. His hips jerked slightly. "Lex...?" His voice was thick with sleep.
Lex hummed around him, the vibration making Dan groan and push deeper. Lex relaxed his throat, taking him in, swallowing him down inch by thick inch until his nose pressed against Dan’s skin, the faint musk filling his senses. He hollowed his cheeks, sucking hard, his tongue working relentlessly along the sensitive underside. He looked up, meeting Dan’s bleary, grey eyes as they fluttered open, widening with dazed pleasure.
"Fuck, baby..." Dan rasped, his hand tangling roughly in Lex’s dark hair. "Jesus Christ..." His hips lifted off the mattress, thrusting shallowly into the tight, wet heat. "Your mouth... God, your fucking mouth..." He watched, mesmerized, as Lex bobbed, taking him deep, sucking with increasing urgency. The obscene, wet sounds filled the quiet room, mingling with Dan’s fractured groans. Lex’s green eyes glinted with wicked satisfaction as he worked, one hand wrapped around the base, twisting slightly, the other gripping Dan’s hip.
Pressure built fast, Dan’s breath coming in ragged gasps. "Gonna come... Lex... fuck... I'm gonna..." His fingers tightened almost painfully in Lex’s hair.
Lex doubled down, sucking harder, faster, his throat working, taking him impossibly deep. With a choked shout, Dan arched off the bed, his cock pulsing thick ropes of hot, salty come directly down Lex’s throat. Lex swallowed convulsively, greedily, milking every last drop, his tongue lapping at the sensitive head until Dan shuddered and went limp, gasping.
Lex pulled off slowly, deliberately, Dan’s softening cock slipping from his lips with a lewd pop. A stray trickle escaped the corner of his mouth. Lex swiped it away with the back of his hand, a slow, filthy grin spreading across his lips. He crawled back up Dan’s body, settling on his knees beside him, the platinum ring catching the light again as he rested his hand on Dan’s sweat-dampened chest.
Dan blinked up at him, chest heaving, his expression a mix of sated bliss and lingering shock. "Holy shit," he breathed, his voice wrecked. He reached up, tracing Lex’s wet lower lip with his thumb.
Lex captured Dan’s thumb, sucking it into his mouth briefly, tasting himself and Dan mingled, before releasing it. His grin turned predatory. He leaned down, his lips brushing Dan’s ear, his voice dropping to a low, gravelly whisper that sent a fresh shiver through both of them.
"Daddy’s still got two more holes to fill." Lex nipped at Dan’s earlobe. "How about we start with my ass?"
Dan’s grey eyes darkened instantly, the sleepy satisfaction replaced by a fierce, smoldering heat. The hand on Lex’s hip tightened, pulling him closer. "Is that right, fiancé?" The word rolled off his tongue like a dark promise. "Think your greedy little asshole can handle it after the pounding I gave it last night?" He slid his other hand down, fingers brushing the curve of Lex’s ass, dipping between to trace the still-sensitive furl. Lex gasped, pressing back against the touch.
"Been thinking about it since I woke up," Lex confessed, his voice trembling slightly with renewed need. "Thinking about your thick cock stretching me open again. Fucking me raw while I’m still loose and sore from you." He rocked his hips back against Dan’s questing fingers, a small whimper escaping him as one fingertip pressed tentatively against his entrance. It was tender, yes, but the slight burn only amplified the desperate hunger. "Wanna feel you come inside me again, Daddy. Fill me up. Mark me."
Dan growled, a low rumble in his chest. He flipped them suddenly, pinning Lex beneath him with effortless strength. He kissed him hard, deep, claiming his mouth with the same possessiveness Lex craved. Lex could taste himself on Dan’s tongue, the raw intimacy of it making him moan and arch up. Dan broke the kiss, his gaze locking onto Lex’s, fierce and commanding.
"Hands and knees, baby," he ordered, his voice rough with arousal, already thick again and pressing insistently against Lex’s hip. "Now. Show Daddy that ass."
Heart hammering, Lex scrambled to obey, turning over. The sheets were cool against his flushed skin. He got onto his hands and knees, presenting himself, acutely aware of Dan’s intense gaze burning over him. He felt exposed, vulnerable, yet utterly safe in his submission. He reached back, spreading his cheeks apart, offering himself completely. The cool air hit him, followed by the scorching heat of Dan’s gaze.
"Fuck, look at you," Dan breathed, his voice thick. He traced a finger lightly over Lex’s hole, making him jolt. "Still pink. Still swollen from my cock. Begging for it." He leaned down, pressing a hot, open-mouthed kiss right to the center. Lex cried out, pushing back shamelessly. Dan’s tongue replaced his finger, lapping roughly, circling the tight ring, then pushing inside. Lex gasped, burying his face in the pillow, fingers clutching the sheets. Dan feasted, tongue driving in deep, licking and sucking, the wet, filthy sounds echoing in the room. He worked Lex open with his mouth, the dual sensation of overwhelming pleasure and slight soreness blurring into pure, mindless need.
Lex was whimpering, shamelessly rocking back onto Dan’s tongue. "Daddy... please... need you... fuck me... fuck me now..."
Dan pulled back with a final, lingering lick. Lex heard the rasp of the lube cap, felt the cool liquid drizzle down his cleft. Then, Dan’s thick fingers were back, circling, pressing. One finger slid in easily, aided by the lingering stretch from last night and Dan’s mouth. Dan worked it slowly, scissoring gently despite Lex’s impatient whines. "Easy, baby," Dan murmured, his other hand rubbing soothing circles on Lex’s flank. "Just getting you ready for Daddy’s cock. Gotta take care of you." He added a second finger, the stretch sharper this time. Lex hissed, pushing back, wanting the burn, wanting the fullness. Dan crooked his fingers, seeking, finding that spot within him.
Lex yelled, back arching sharply. "Fuck! Yes! There, Daddy! Right there!" He was lost, mindless, reduced to sensation – the rough drag of Dan’s fingers inside him, the relentless pressure against his ass, the throbbing emptiness that demanded to be filled by something much bigger.
Dan chuckled darkly, the sound vibrating against Lex’s skin. "That’s my good boy. Taking it so well." He pulled his fingers out slowly, leaving Lex clenching around nothing, aching. Lex heard the slick sound of Dan stroking his own cock, coating it thickly. Then, the blunt, hot pressure was back, immense against his entrance. Dan leaned over him, blanketing Lex’s smaller frame, his chest pressed to Lex’s back. His lips brushed Lex’s ear.
"Gonna fill you up, baby," Dan growled, the word a brand. "Gonna fuck my come deep into you. Make sure you feel me all day." He pushed the broad head inside.
Lex cried out, a ragged sound torn from his throat. The stretch was intense, burning, overwhelming. He pushed back instinctively, forcing Dan deeper, taking more. Dan groaned, a deep, shuddering sound, as he pushed past the tight ring of muscle, sinking inch by thick inch into the tight, clenching heat. He bottomed out, balls resting against Lex’s ass, buried to the hilt. They both froze for a moment, panting, sweat already beading on their skin. Lex felt impossibly full, stretched to the limit, the slight tenderness from last night flaring into a white-hot ache mixed with the profound rightness of being taken, owned. The platinum band on his finger dug into the sheet as he clenched his fist.
"Fuck, Lex," Dan gasped, his voice strangled. "So fucking tight... still... like you’re sucking me in..." He shifted, pulling back almost out, then slammed back in with a brutal thrust that punched the air from Lex’s lungs. Lex screamed, the sound muffled by the pillow, pure ecstasy and pain exploding through him. Dan set a punishing rhythm immediately, no slow build, just deep, hard, possessive strokes that rocked Lex forward on his hands and knees. Each powerful drive hammered against his prostate, sending jolts of electric pleasure through his core. Lex pushed back to meet every thrust, driven by an animal need to be filled, to be fucked raw. The slap of skin on skin, Dan’s ragged grunts, Lex’s own broken whimpers – the room was filled with the raw, primal music of their joining.
Dan leaned down, biting gently at Lex’s shoulder, his hand sliding around to wrap possessively around Lex’s aching cock, slick with pre-come. He stroked him in time with his thrusts, his grip firm, demanding. "That’s it, take it," he growled against Lex’s skin. "Take Daddy’s cock. Let me feel you coming on it, baby. Come for me. Now."
The dual assault was too much. Lex’s climax ripped through him with shocking violence. He shouted, back arching, body locking up as he pulsed hot streaks over Dan’s fist and the rumpled sheets beneath him. His ass clamped down hard, milking Dan’s cock buried deep inside him. With a final, guttural roar, Dan slammed home, grinding deep as his own release tore through him. Lex felt the hot flood filling him, pulsing, marking him inside. Dan collapsed heavily on top of him, his breath sawing against Lex’s neck, his cock still twitching and spilling deep within Lex’s clenching body.
They lay there, a tangle of sweat-slick limbs, breathing raggedly. Dan’s weight was crushing, anchoring. Lex felt utterly claimed, body and soul, the phantom stretch inside him, the wet heat dripping down his thigh, Dan’s breath on his neck, the solid weight of the ring on his finger – all of it a symphony of possession. He could feel Dan’s heart pounding against his back, a frantic echo of his own.
Dan slowly, carefully, pulled out. Lex whimpered at the sudden emptiness, the slick slide of spent come starting to escape him. Dan rolled them onto their sides, spooning Lex tightly against him, one arm wrapped protectively around his waist, his hand splayed possessively over Lex’s lower belly. He pressed soft, lingering kisses to Lex’s sweaty shoulder blade, his neck. Outside the door, Bruce whined softly, followed by the scratch of claws on wood.
"Later, Bruce," Dan murmured, his voice rough but infinitely tender. He nuzzled the back of Lex’s neck, his lips brushing the platinum band on Lex’s finger where it rested against Dan’s arm.
He nuzzled the back of Lex’s neck, his lips brushing the platinum band on Lex’s finger where it rested against Dan’s arm. The spent come cooling between Lex’s thighs was a sticky reminder of Dan’s possession, a visceral echo of the ring’s promise. Lex sighed, boneless and sated, melting into the solid warmth of Dan’s body spooned behind him. Bruce scratched at the door again, a more insistent whine following.
Dan chuckled, the sound vibrating against Lex’s spine. “Persistent little shit,” he murmured, his voice still rough from exertion. His hand slid lower from Lex’s belly, fingers trailing through the mess slicking Lex’s inner thighs. Lex shivered, a fresh spark igniting low in his gut despite the recent intensity. Dan’s thumb brushed deliberately over the sensitive head of Lex’s cock, already stirring again with traitorous interest. “Hmm. Someone’s greedy this morning, fiancé.”
Lex gasped, pushing back instinctively against Dan’s renewed hardness pressing against his ass. “M’not greedy,” he mumbled, turning his head to catch Dan’s lips in a lazy, deep kiss tasting of sleep and salt. “Just… still hungry.” He rocked his hips, grinding his ass against Dan’s thickening cock, feeling the answering throb. “Daddy didn’t finish filling me up.” He nipped Dan’s lower lip. “You said two holes.”
Dan’s grip tightened on Lex’s hip, his grey eyes darkening with a predatory gleam Lex knew well. Possessive heat flared, cutting through the post-coil haze. “Fuck, baby,” Dan growled, the gravel in his voice sending jolts straight to Lex’s core. “You want it all, don’t you? Gotta claim every part of you.” Before Lex could answer, Dan moved. He flipped Lex onto his back with surprising strength, pinning his wrists above his head with one large hand. The sudden shift left Lex breathless, blinking up at Dan silhouetted against the morning light filtering through the blinds.
Dan loomed over him, gaze raking down Lex’s exposed body – the flushed skin, the bite mark on his shoulder, the mess glistening on his thighs, the ring gleaming on his left hand. His voice dropped, thick and demanding, stripping away any lingering gentleness. “Got one more hole to fill.” He released Lex’s wrists, his hand sliding down Lex’s torso, over his trembling belly. “Show me that pretty boy pussy, baby.” His fingers brushed the coarse dark hair, then lower, parting Lex’s thighs wider, exposing him completely. “Daddy’s worked up an appetite.”
Lex’s breath hitched, a wave of heat flooding his face and chest. It was one thing to present his ass in the heat of the moment, another to be laid bare like this, his cunt openly displayed under Dan’s intense scrutiny. Vulnerability warred with a desperate, aching need. He hooked his knees over Dan’s shoulders, bracing his feet, opening himself fully. The cool air kissed his exposed folds, making him shiver. “It’s yours, Daddy,” he whispered, the words raw. “All yours.” He watched Dan’s gaze fixate, hungry and intent, on the glistening pink flesh he’d revealed.
Dan didn't hesitate. He descended like a man starved, burying his face between Lex’s thighs with a low groan that vibrated against Lex’s sensitized skin. His tongue was flat and demanding, licking a broad, wet stripe from Lex’s tight, sensitive hole all the way up to his swollen clit. Lex cried out, back arching off the bed, fingers scrabbling at the sheets. “Fuck! Dan!”
“Daddy,” Dan corrected, his voice muffled against Lex’s pussy, before sealing his mouth over Lex’s clit and sucking hard, flicking the swollen bud relentlessly with the tip of his tongue. The sensation was electric, blinding. Lex thrashed, a litany of “OhgodDaddyyes!” spilling from his lips. Dan feasted, tongue delving inside his cunt, lapping at the tender inner walls, then swirling back to torture his clit. He used his thumbs to spread Lex wider, holding him open, utterly vulnerable to the onslaught. The wet, obscene sounds of Dan eating him out filled the room, louder than Bruce’s frustrated whines at the door.
Dan was relentless, his beard scraping deliciously against Lex’s inner thighs, his tongue a wicked instrument of pure pleasure-pain. He sucked Lex’s clit into his mouth, applying rhythmic pressure, then released it to trace agonizingly slow circles. Lex felt the orgasm coiling, terrifyingly fast and intense, a supernova building low in his belly. “Daddy, I’m… oh fuck, I’m gonna…!” he choked out, his legs trembling violently over Dan’s shoulders.
“Come,” Dan commanded, his voice thick, vibrating against Lex’s core. He plunged two fingers deep into Lex’s cunt, crooking them, finding that spot inside while his mouth clamped back onto Lex’s clit. He sucked hard, flicking with brutal precision.
Lex shattered. A raw, guttural scream tore from his throat as his orgasm detonated, white-hot and consuming. His body convulsed, hips bucking wildly against Dan’s relentless mouth and fingers, wave after wave of pure ecstasy ripping through him. Dan rode it out, drinking down the pulses of wetness, his fingers pumping steadily inside Lex’s spasming cunt, prolonging the unbearable intensity until Lex was sobbing, oversensitive and trembling.
Before Lex could even catch his breath, think, or protest the overwhelming sensitivity, Dan was moving. He reared up, kneeling between Lex’s splayed thighs. His cock, thick and rigid, glistened with fresh pre-come. Lex watched, dazed and boneless, as Dan gripped himself, the thick head bumping against Lex’s oversensitive, swollen folds, slick with Dan’s spit and Lex’s own release. “Fuck, look at you,” Dan growled, his voice ragged with lust. “Dripping. Gaped open from my fingers. Perfect little hole just begging for my cock.”
He positioned the broad head against Lex’s entrance. The pressure was immense, almost too much after the recent climax. Lex gasped, his body instinctively tensing. “Daddy, wait… sensitive…”
Dan’s gaze snapped up, fierce and demanding, pinning Lex in place. He leaned down, bracing one hand beside Lex’s head, his other hand guiding his cock. “Relax, baby,” he commanded, the order brooking no argument. “Take it. This sweet little pussy belongs to me. Feels so fucking good wrapped around my fingers… gonna feel even better stretched around my cock.” He pressed forward, the thick head breaching Lex’s tight, fluttering entrance. The stretch burned, sharp and intense. Lex cried out, his nails digging into Dan’s biceps. “That’s it,” Dan groaned, his own voice tight with strain. “So fucking tight… fuck…” He pushed relentlessly, burying his thick cock deep into Lex’s slick, clenching heat in one long, brutal thrust.
Lex screamed, the sound ripped from deep within. It was a stretch bordering on pain, a deep, burning fullness that stole his breath. Dan was buried to the hilt, his balls pressed tight against Lex’s ass. He didn’t pause. He pulled back almost all the way, the drag agonizingly delicious, then slammed back home with a force that rocked the bedframe. “Mine,” Dan snarled, setting a punishing, relentless rhythm.
His thrusts were deep, hard, and unforgiving, piston-driving into Lex’s sensitive cunt. Each powerful stroke ground against Lex’s oversensitive clit, sending shockwaves of torturous pleasure-pain radiating through his entire body. Lex was sobbing, babbling incoherently – pleas, curses, Dan’s name. He was pinned, impaled, completely at Dan’s mercy as his fiancé fucked his pussy with single-minded intensity. The slap of skin, Dan’s guttural grunts, the slick, wet sounds of penetration – the room was filled with the raw, primal noise of Dan taking exactly what he wanted.
Dan shifted his angle slightly, draping Lex’s legs over his arms, folding Lex nearly in half. The new position drove him even deeper. His cockhead hammered directly into Lex’s cervix with jackhammer force. “FUCK!” Lex shrieked, seeing stars, his body convulsing around the invading thickness. “TOO MUCH! DADDY, PLEASE!”
“Take it,” Dan gasped, sweat dripping from his brow onto Lex’s heaving chest. His thrusts became shorter, harder, more brutal, focused entirely on that deep, punishing spot. “Take Daddy’s cock deep in that pretty little hole. Gonna fuck my come so deep inside you, baby. Brand you.” He reached between them, his thumb finding Lex’s swollen, throbbing clit despite the brutal pace. He rubbed rough, tight circles.
The dual assault was catastrophic. Lex’s vision whited out. A soundless scream tore from his throat as another excruciating orgasm detonated, deeper and more convulsive than the first. His cunt clamped down viciously on Dan’s pounding cock, milking it. “Fuck yes! Squeeze me!” Dan roared, his rhythm faltering. He slammed deep one final time, grinding his hips hard against Lex as he erupted. Lex felt the hot, pulsing flood filling him, wave after wave, deep inside his shuddering body. Dan collapsed forward, bracing himself on trembling arms above Lex, his cock still buried to the root, twitching, spilling the last of his release. Their harsh, ragged breaths were the only sound, punctuated by Bruce’s final, defeated whine before he padded away from the door. Lex floated in a haze of sensation – the deep, throbbing ache, the wet heat inside him, the crushing weight of Dan’s body, the cool metal of the ring pressed against Dan’s sweat-slicked back.