"There’s a mall and a lot of souvenir stores..."
"Do we need to bring anything like that to Deathzone?"
"There’s an arcade and entertainment center..."
"I don’t know how to play those."
"There’s a casino?"
"Radia said I shouldn’t gamble.
"There’s...a pool and...diving course..."
"You said I shouldn’t do it before I can swim decently."
"Umm..."
Zein chuckled at the esper who ran out of distraction. He came closer and stroked the bronze cheek. "Why? Do you not want to be with me, alone, in this room?"
It had been two hours after the cruise ship was sailing. Zein had spent enough time looking around the place that almost seemed like a mini city rather than a hotel. Naturally, Bassena wouldn’t just book any cruise, but the best available. Their room was not any different from the presidential suite in the resort, complete with, to Zein’s elation, a noise-cancellation system.
But he had been living in Althrea, so what was the point of visiting a mini city? He just wanted to see how it felt like sleeping above the water, and being surrounded by water. Rather than the stores, the arcades, or the restaurant, he’d rather be on the deck where he could see the ocean, or in their room, where they could also see the ocean.
While doing other things.
Bassena looked up while calming his beating heart, even though his hands were already on the guide’s waist. "Just...I don’t want you to regret it later..."
Zein raised his brow and pushed the esper down as he straddled the man. "Are you telling me this might be regretful?"
"No, but--" Bassena bit his lips, flush spreading on his cheek. "We won’t be able to enjoy it for the next few years, so..."
Zein placed his hands beside the esper’s face and smiled. "Exactly," he whispered. "I don’t know how much we can do this in that place, so..." he leaned down until their lips were just a breath away from each other. "I should have my fill before we go, no?"
Bassena groaned as his face turned redder and redder. "This is bad..." he whispered back. "You are bad..."
Bad for his sanity, truly, this overly assertive Zein with lust written all over the gleaming blue eyes and the pretty, alluring smirk.
"Baby," that seductive, melodious voice coaxed him again, whispering in his ear now. "Just this time, I won’t tell you to hold back."
The amber eyes flew open, and in the next second, Zein found himself getting flipped to the mattress.
"No?"
"Uh-huh."
"I can do whatever I want?"
"Yeah."
The amber eyes gleamed as the chain tying his restraint came loose. "I can bite you? I can tie you up?"
His free mouth couldn’t even scream at this point, couldn’t let out any sound but a weak call even though his lips were parted and his eyes were blown open. It was worse--worse than being deepthroated by Bassena’s warm mouth. It got his heart racing and his nerves ablaze. It was wonderful.
And when he came, he didn’t. His brain felt like it was shot to oblivion, but there was nothing coming out of his twitching erection. It took a while until he stopped convulsing, and Bassena spent that time peppering the trembling legs with kisses and bites, spreading more of his marks.
All the while, he watched Zein’s flushed face and glazed eyes as the guide came down from the high. He caressed the clean abdomen, and Zein whined deliriously. "N-not yet..."
Bassena laughed and pulled the guide up into his lap. Zein groaned and held onto the broad shoulder, laying his head there while mumbling the word ’crazy’ over and over again.
"What are you talking about, honey?" Bassena patted the scarred back and smiled against Zein’s neck. "We’re not even having the main course yet."
Despite saying that, Bassena did nothing but caress the guide’s back. Zein blinked slowly, looking down at the pulsing shaft that hadn’t got any release. Right. It was he who wanted this; to get fucked during the remaining vacation. It wouldn’t be fair, no, if he asked to stop just twenty-five minutes in.
Zein raised his head and kissed the esper in apology, standing on his knees while stroking the already throbbing erection. Bassena grabbed the guide’s waist and took a sharp breath as his nerves were being lit all at once. Slowly, Zein lowered himself and sheathed Bassena inside himself.
"Haa..." Bassena exhaled heavily, pressing his lips on Zein’s collarbone. This time, it was the guide’s turn to drive him crazy; clenching tight and moving up and down with renewed vigor, as if he didn’t just beg weakly for a rest a minute before.
And he didn’t just move mindlessly, but twisted his hips so Bassena could graze and hit all kinds of buttons inside him. He moaned alongside Bassena’s groan, and at one point, Bassena had gripped his back and waist and moved on his own, furthering both of their pleasure.
As the heat climbed higher and higher along his spine to the base of his skull, Zein gripped bruises to Bassena’s thigh. The next moment he knew, he was on his back again, gasping as Bassena moved faster and harder than Zein could before. It went deep, now that Bassena knew which direction he had to take to not hurt Zein, and as he got more proficient with it, he was no longer hesitating in his movement.
As the pleasure peaked and Zein let out a shameful moan, he arched his neck and his eyes fell into the sight of the vast blue ocean, propelling himself over the edge and once more, he came as Bassena let out a deep groan and pulled out in time, joining his release with a puddle of white in Zein’s abdomen.
Panting heavily, Bassena looked at Zein, who was quiet as his eyes stared outside the window. He crawled up and stroked the guide’s cheek, leaned down to whisper. "You like the ocean that much?" he chuckled. "Then let’s make sure you can see it clearly while we move to the next course."
Zein blinked and turned toward the mischievous smile hovering above him. "...huh?"
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