Ares' POV

     Thomas gasps as my tongue flicks over his nipple, his soft low moans making my dick strain uncomfortably in my sweatpants. I let my hands wander, coming down to grip his hip in one hand, and his throat with the other, loving the way it makes him shiver and moan.

     As I please my little spitfire, I can't help the guilt that's tearing at me from what happened today. I promised Thomas this afternoon that I would finish what we started and was completely oblivious to all the signs that he wanted to do just that. Looking back at the day, I realized just how irritated and horny my kitten really was, and like the dumbass I am, I just assumed he wanted to be with his friends. To make up for it though, I'm going to make sure Thomas' screams are so loud, that soundproofing won't matter, even to the neighbors.

     I continue to please him with my mouth, switching from nipple to nipple, licking them until they're pebbled, giving him nips hard enough to have his back arching off the bed with broken moans.

     "Arrgh, Zack!" He calls out blindly as my mouth lowers even further, kissing and sucking my way down his stomach. I feel his abs contract and flutter under my tongue, his body so sensitive to my touch.

      Sliding my body down so that I'm comfortably laying between his legs, I give each side of his hips a quick kiss, looking up into his hooded eyes as he watches me. His lip is caught between his teeth in a way that has me wanting to gliding up his body and taste it myself, but I refrain and instead lean down to taste something even better. I let my tongue sneak out, licking up the precum that's dripping for my Lock's cock and my eyes roll at the taste, my own shaft bobbing hard in my pants.

     Thomas moans, whimpering a little as I tease him with little tastes and licks, riling him up to get him just where I want him. Once he's begging me for more, I finally let myself swallow his leaking member, moaning around his cock at the feeling of him in my throat. His hips fly up, trying to thrust into my mouth, but my hands stop him, much to his annoyance.

     I let my mouth slowly work his dick, tasting his arousal and feeling him jerk and swell in my mouth, but I continue at the deep torturous pace. After a while, I slowly widen his legs more until my shoulders can fit between his thighs, and allow his legs to frame my face helping him lock his ankles behind my head.

     I lower my mouth to the base of his cock, letting my tongue lap at his balls, earning a loud choked moan as his hips jerk against my hold. I widen my jaw, allowing my warm tongue to guide his heavy balls into my mouth. I suck one first, ignoring the way Thomas is crying out, letting the pressure build as I please my sweet kitten. I switch to the other side before swallowing them both, watching how his back arches so beautifully off the bed.

He's ready.

Steeling myself for whatever reaction may come, I bring my hands down to widen his ass, and before he can realize what's going on, I swipe my tongue around his puckered pale pink hole. "Holy sh.." Thomas comes flying into a sitting position, eyes wild as I lay there calmly, holing his legs so that he can't move them. "Zack, what...?" He asks, still a bit out of it from the pleasure he was just receiving.

"Let me tale care of you, kitten. I won't hurt you, you know that." I assure him, and he looks unsure, biting his lip in contemplation.

"I don't know, Zack." He says and he clearly seems distressed about the topic, and though internally disappointed I won't be able to please my little spitfire this way tonight, I give him a reassuring smile.

"It's okay, Thomas. If you're not ready, we don't have to." I tell him going to move his legs from around my neck and atop my shoulders but to my surprise, he tightens them in protest. I look up at him confused, watching as he blushes and looks away, the lamp beside the bed painting his face in shadows.

He turns back towards me with a nervous look. "No...no.. I want to try. But....if I don't like it.." He starts, clearly unsure about the whole ordeal but I would be lying if I said my heart didn't swell with pride over the effort he's putting in.

"If you don't like it, tell me immediately, and we'll stop." I tell him and while he seems just as scared he gives me a little smile. To ease the fear and the tension, I take one of my hands from his ass and hold out my pinky letting his own wrap around it. "I pinky promise."

The words seem to calm him enough, and he lays back down, though his body is taunt and stiff as he does. To loosen him up again, I ignore the enticing hole and let my lips travel around his cock, letting his moans and incoherent words fly until his body is jelly like on the bed. I shuffle back down comfortably and widen his ass once more, looking up at Thomas to make sure this is still okay. He doesn't say anything but watches me with clear arousal and just a hint of the unease that shone so brightly there before.

Going slowly, I lower my lips until they're level with his sweet winking hole, and stick out my tongue, only letting the tip of it graze along the sensitive flesh. There's no response from Thomas, positive or negative, so I spread his cheek some more coating my tongue in saliva before I let it escape my mouth and dance between his ass. I hear his breath catch in his throat and repeat the action, swiping my pink muscle along his asshole slowly, earning a low moan.

My kitten is still tense, so I bring my mouth away from his body reluctantly and catch his eyes with mine. "Stroke yourself." I tell him, voice low and his hand instantly moves towards his cock to wrap his hands around it. As he begins to stroke his member, I return my attention to his hand in front of me and begin moving my tongue along the crack of his ass and his puckered hole in time with his hand on his dick.

My little Snow's reaction is instant, his low moans shooting up an octave as he gives his body over the the pleasure I offer. His hands speeds up and so does my tongue, his hips beginning to move, gliding his ass on my face in a way that has drool leaking from the both of us. I groan as my cock shifts inside my pants but ignore it, letting this moment be for Thomas and making up for the orgasms he was stupidly denied all day.

Feeling his ring of muscles finally soft enough, I change my tongue to a soft point and begin poking at his muscle softly, intruding only the smallest amount. As his ass gets softer and more wet, I begin to push my tongue deeper into his channel and Thomas goes wild, legs beginning to shake around my head as I begin to push him towards that edge. Looking up, I notice that his hand is no longer wrapped around his cock but fisted in the sheets beside him body, meaning that all these sounds and reactions coming from his body is from me.

The thought makes me chest puff out and my tongue pick up in vigor loving how crazy I can drive Thomas with just my tongue. His low moans turn into wild choked screams, his hands flying down to grasp my hair in a way that has my cock leaking in my sweats. I tighten my grip around his hips and thighs and I watch my kitten struggle as the pleasure almost gets to much and he doesn't know whether to pull me closer or push me away.

"Ugh, Zack, don't stop! Please don't stop!" He managed to get out between moans and I smile smugly against his skin as he tells me not to stop, but my hands are the only thing keeping his plump juicy ass against my lips. I raise one of my hands and allow it to wrap around his cock, using his precum to get him nice and slick.

It doesn't take long at all before he's screaming out my name, legs shaking violently as his hands try and yank my head away from his twitching channel, the over stimulation too much for him at the moment. I slow my mouth down as he begins to calm, his hands and legs loosening from my head. I slowly pull away, crawling up his naked body and grin down at the spaced out body beneath me.

     "You okay there kitten?" I ask, a smile evident in my voice. He looks up at me completely unfocused and gives me a watery smile that makes me chuckle as he nods.

     "C'mere." He beckons opening his arms for me to lower into them, words slurred. Even though my dick is still aching from the show just put on, I lay down, beside my Lock, facing him before I pull his body closer to mine. I tuck his snow white head beneath my chin and breathe in his soothing scent.

     His breath evens out almost immediately as he clings onto my shirt, so safe and warm in my arms, and the only thing I can think of as the wave of sleep crashes over me is that I hope he never ever leaves.

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Dude I wrote this chapter in 45 minutes. When I first started writing it would take me two hours to finish a chapter this long. I can't tell y'all how Proud I am of myself.

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