Phu's Fan Club 🔞

                                    

                                          

Phu tries to wiggle out of P'Cir's lap but the alpha's arm around his waist is like a steel band. "P'Cir, let Phu go."
"Just a minute Phu, I want to make sure the skin isn't broken on your scalp where Lukprea grabbed you." P'Cir says gently running his fingers through Phu's hair.
As soon as they had gotten home, P'Cir had insisted on making sure Phu wasn't hurt anywhere beside his cheek. He had quickly stripped Phu out of his clothes, leaving him in only his boxers. He had carefully looked him over, then he had pulled Phu into his lap to inspect his scalp.
Although P'Cir has seen much more of him than this, somehow sitting in the senior's lap while he is only wearing his yellow boxers with their lucky cat design makes him feel a hundred times shyer. Especially since P'Cir is still fully clothed.
P'Cir finishes his inspection and seems relieved when he doesn't find any additional damage. However, he still doesn't let Phu go. Instead, he buries his head against Phu's neck and says, "I'm sorry."
"P'Cir," Phu says sternly. "Why are you apologizing? You didn't slap me or pull my hair."
"Wasn't it because of me that you got hurt though?" P'Cir says.
"No," Phu insists, "You aren't responsible for Lukprea. Stop thinking that way or I really will get mad at you."
He feels P'Cir smile against his neck. The alpha places a kiss there and sits Phu back on his feet. "I will go get the bruise cream to treat your cheek."
"P'Cir wait." Phu says.
"What's wrong?" P'Cir frowns at him.
Phu isn't sure how to tell the alpha that sitting in his lap in such an embarrassing state has caused his mind to drift to other things. He still gets shy about saying these things out loud. Instead Phu reaches for the alpha's belt causing P'Cir's eyes to go wide. "You tempting boy. You're still hurt."
"I'm okay, let me do this." Phu says. "I want to." He unzips P'Cir's pants and tries to tug them down. P'Cir doesn't protest any more. He only lifts his hips, and Phu pulls down both his pants and underwear. Phu can't help but swallow nervously. The alpha is so big, will he choke? He's never done anything like this before, his only experience was when P'Cir had done this to him. He tries to remember the steps P'Cir had taken but that day seems long ago and hazy.
Phu wraps his hand around the base of the alpha's cock and experimentally moves it up and down the length. P'Cir lets out a sound that is halfway between a sigh and a moan. Phu speeds up the rhythm of his hand and is pleased to hear the alpha's breathing become heavy. He feels pleasure going through him that he can affect P'Cir like this. He leans forward and uses his tongue to give the tip a few kittenish licks. He tries to take the cock into his mouth. Even just part way and he already starts having trouble. Tears are forming in his eyes and he really isn't sure what to do next.
"Use your lips to cover your teeth," P'Cir cries. Phu looks up to see a pained expression on the alpha's face and quickly does as he suggests. In a steadier voice P'Cir continues to give him instructions. "Don't try to take it all the way in your first time. Keep using your hand as well." P'Cir puts his hand on his head and helps guide him as Phu slowly moves his mouth. "Do you think you can go faster?"
Phu speeds up his motion and is rewarded by the alpha's moans. Slick trickles down his own thighs in response and Phu slips his other hand into his boxers. He strokes his own cock in the same rhythm he is using on the alpha. P'Cir begins to move his hips fucking into Phu's mouth and hand. Everything is too much, and Phu quickly cums into his own hand. P'Cir moves faster and Phu knows that he is close.