Drive me Wild, Rival(BL)

Nico

His cock was warm against my mouth and it made my heart race even faster.

Hot water beat down over my back, plastering my dark hair to my forehead and rushing down my spine.

I stayed on my knees right there on the slippery shower floor, giving myself over to the moment.

Steam swirled thick and heavy around us, fogging up the glass completely, as I took him deep into my mouth.

I bobbed my head, taking all of him. The wetness of my mouth slid perfectly against his heat, the slick sounds of saliva and friction blending right into the endless roar of the shower.

I traced the sensitive head of his cock with my tongue, swirling it right around the tip before sinking all the way down again.

I sucked him hard. I pulled on him like my life depended on it, because right then, it felt like it did.

We’d been apart for way too long—ten miserable, agonizing days of silence and misunderstandings—and I had missed this with him so badly it actually hurt my chest.

I wanted to show him with my mouth and my hands exactly how much I loved him, how desperately I craved him, and how totally empty the paddock had felt without him watching me.

Above me, Alaric’s head tipped back against the thick glass of the shower door with a dull thud.

A loud, wrecked moan tore out of him, the sound bouncing off the stone tiles and cutting right through the noise of the falling water.

"Arrrgh... fuck," he groaned. His voice was rough, completely broken, and stripped of all his usual calm.

His fingers dug frantically into my wet hair, fisting the dark strands so hard it almost hurt my scalp, but I didn’t care at all. I leaned right into his grip.

Every helpless sound he made drove me crazy, feeding the burning hunger in my gut.

"Nico..." he choked out, his voice cracking as his hips began to chase my mouth. "God, Nico, please—ahhh!"

Hearing that desperate, needy sound coming out of him just made me suck him harder. I wrapped both of my hands tight around the base of his cock, jerking him up and down without a pause, matching the fast, steady bobbing of my head.

He fisted my hair, yanking on it as the pleasure spiked, but that didn’t stop me. If anything, it just pushed me further.

I leaned in even closer, taking every single inch of him with zero mercy, refusing to give him even a second to catch his breath.

He slammed a hand flat against the wet stone wall, his muscles locking up tight as he cried out in slow, heavy chokes, totally at my mercy.

Right as he was getting close, I pulled my mouth off him with a loud, wet pop, leaving him trembling and panting hard under the hot spray. I took my time standing back up to my full height.

I let my hands drag up his slick, burning skin as I stood. I traced the hard lines of his stomach, running my thumbs over his ribs.

I stopped to tease his nipples with my fingers, rolling the sensitive peaks before leaning in to suck on them.

Alaric’s breath hitched wildly in his throat, his chest heaving against mine.

When I finally leveled with his face, I didn’t hesitate. I crashed my mouth against his.

This kiss was totally different from the one on the couch. It wasn’t rushed. It was agonizingly slow, gentle, and incredibly wet.

Our mouths moved together perfectly, tasting the heat, the shower water, and all that shared desperation. Our tongues tangled in a lazy rhythm that made my knees feel weak.

I swallowed his soft, breathless sighs, taking my sweet time to just worship his mouth. I kissed him deeply until his legs were practically shaking beneath him, stripping him of all his defenses.

I finally broke the kiss, keeping my face just inches from his, our wet noses brushing.

"You look so damn good like this," I whispered, my voice rough, echoing in the steamy space. "Completely wrecked for me."

Alaric let out a shaky, defiant laugh. His hazel eyes were blown out with desire, heavy with lust. "Then do something about it. Stop teasing me, Nico."

I smirked, my eyes going dark.

With a sudden, rough pull, I grabbed his hips and spun him around, shoving him firmly against the cold, wet stone wall of the shower.

The impact knocked a sharp gasp out of him. His wet chest heaved as both of his hands slammed flat against the tiles to brace himself, and he arched his back beautifully for me.

I stepped right up behind him, pressing my wet chest flush against his back. I leaned in, catching the flushed skin of his neck between my teeth. I bit down gently as I slid my hand down his slick stomach, reaching right between his legs.

"Are you ready to feel me inside you?" I asked, my breath hot against his wet ear.

Before he could even nod, I thrust a finger into his already slick hole.

I fingered him slow and deep, scissoring two fingers back and forth inside his tight heat.

I caught a steady, demanding rhythm, opening him up while he clenched perfectly around my digits. The wet, slick sounds of my fingers sliding in and out echoed off the walls, bleeding into the constant rush of the shower.

Alaric moaned out loud, the sound bouncing off the high ceiling of the bathroom.

His moans got louder and louder every single time I hit his sweet spot hard. He couldn’t hold back at all.

Every time I thrust my fingers deep, I grabbed the side of his neck, pulling his head back against my chest to kiss him slowly and deeply on the lips. Our tongues moved together in the exact same rhythm as my fingers, driving him absolutely crazy.

The sound of the water pounding on the glass mixed right into his loud, wrecked moans.

His voice was a beautiful, helpless sound that belonged only to me, wiping out all the pain from the last ten days. He pushed his hips back against me, totally yielding to my touch. His fingers slipped against the wet tiles as he tried his hardest to keep himself standing.

"Please," he begged, his voice breaking, barely loud enough to hear over the roaring shower. "Nico, I need you. Now. Please."

"I know, princess," I murmured right against his ear, my breath hot on his wet skin. "I’ve got you."

I kissed the back of his neck, and then slowly pulled my fingers out of him. I positioned the tip of my cock right at his entrance.

With a firm, steady push, I thrust all the way inside him. I stopped and waited for a second as Alaric leaned his forehead heavy against the wet walls, moaning deep in his throat as his body adjusted to my size.

Then, I started moving.

I bent his back slightly forward while he held onto the walls to keep from falling, and I pounded into him from behind. The sounds of our wet bodies slapping together filled the steamy room.

Suddenly, as I drove into him with a really hard thrust, my foot slipped on the slick, soapy tiles.

I stumbled, grabbing his waist tight to steady us both before we could fall.

A sudden, breathless laugh bubbled up in my chest, breaking through the intense heat of the moment.

"Careful," I chuckled, slowing my hips down for just a second. "The floor is insanely slippery. If we fall and hit our heads right now, the whole world is going to be wondering why we died naked in a shower in the middle of nowhere. Dami would literally laugh at our graves."

Alaric let out a loud, ringing laugh, the sound vibrating right through his chest and into mine. "Oh my god, Nico, shut up!" he gasped out, laughing as he glanced back at me over his shoulder. "If you kill us while we’re making up, I’m going to haunt your ghost forever!"

"Noted," I grinned, planting my feet a lot firmer on the ground. "I’ll just have to hold onto you tighter."

The humor faded just as quickly as it came, instantly replaced by just how damn good he felt wrapped around me.

"You feel so fucking perfect," I groaned.

"More," Alaric demanded, his laugh dropping right back into a desperate whine. "Harder, Nico."

I pulled his neck up, forcing his back to arch perfectly against my chest. I reached down, grabbed one of his legs, and pulled it up, wrapping it around my hip so I could open him up even wider.

I pounded hard against him, driving myself as deep as I possibly could with fast, heavy thrusts.

The shower rained down on us, but I couldn’t even feel the hot water anymore—I could only feel the burning heat coming off him.

I leaned in and bit at his lips, swallowing his loud, frantic moans as I thrust faster and harder.

Alaric’s moans got so loud that he slammed his hands against the wall again, totally overwhelmed by how good it felt.

"Ahhh! Fuck, Nico!" he groaned out, his whole body shaking hard under my grip as we completely lost ourselves in each other.