My Muse

Valentin stood behind the dark-haired man his paint-stained hands rubbing Adonis's bare shoulders, feeling the knots beneath his perfect tanned skin. He had been in the middle of a new piece when his lover arrived home, looking exhausted after a long day.

"You're tense" Val purred as he pressed his thumb into Adonis's shoulder blades smiling as he let out a small moan.

"Yeah well... it's been a tough week." He grumbled, his head hanging low. His long black hair was bound behind his neck with a ribbon, loose strands of black waves falling into his face.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Val asked.

"Not particularly"

"As you wish." He leaned forward and placed a kiss on the side of his lover's neck, his soft lips tickling the sensitive skin. Adonis let out a small moan and tilted his head back, closing his eyes. He felt hands tug at his hair freeing it from its binding. His raven locks spilled around his shoulders. "Much better." Val whispered. He ran his fingers through the silky waves messaging the back of Adonis's head with his fingertips.

"Thank you, my prodigy" Adonis hummed, his lips curved in a smile. He was feeling more relaxed already. Val was so skilled with his hands. "How did you get so good at this?" He asked.

"Artists hands." He chuckled and kissed Adonis's shoulder gently. "Lay down." He whispered and shoved his lover forward onto the bed. He landed on his stomach with a surprised sound and laid his head on his arm, turning just enough to watch Val behind him. The artist moved to the top of the bed and reached for a bottle of oil. He poured some onto his hands, rubbing them together to warm it up.

He began to run his hands over Adonis's body, massaging the oil into his back and shoulders. Letting his fingers dip into the curves of his sculpted body. He messaged the tension out slowly, oil smelling divine as it settled into his skin.

Adonis moaned softly, closing his eyes as Val worked. He had never had someone care for him this way before. He still remembered the day they met, a rainy day in a gallery on the edge of the city. Valentin was picking up a painting he had displayed, and Adonis ran into him in the street, knocking the art from his hands into the rain-soaked sidewalk. He didn't understand why the man was so upset, but he was so handsome Adonis knew he would do anything to make it up to him. They had been inseparable since.

He felt the bed dip with Val's weight as he hovered over him, his hands working in circles and lips falling to kiss the sore spots on his back. His lips sending an ache to the Adonis's already hardening cock.

"Fuck" he whispered under his breath, and he felt Val's grin against his skin.

"Let me take care of you." He muttered nipping at him gently, his fingers dipping into the waistband of his pants.

"Val." Adonis moaned but he was too sore to move.

"Shh. Let me." He repeated and Adonis could only nod. He closed his eyes as the artist tugged his pants off his hips, tossing them to the ground. His lips fell onto his back once more, kissing every inch of his skin.

"I wish I could paint you like this." Val moaned looking down at the naked man below him.

"You can paint me nude whenever you want darling." He muttered and turned his head to watch his lover. The artist's hands were messaging his lower back now and Adonis arched into his touch.

"I know" Val said, a hint of a smile playing on his lips "I need to find a way to capture the noises you make. They are a work of art."

Adonis let out a chuckle which was quickly followed by a moan as Val's hands worked lower and lower. He cupped his cheeks and massaged the round flesh in his hands. He heard the oil bottle open again as Val coated his hands in more of the floral smelling solution. The first hand found its way to his balls, massaging gently, making him groan with need. Then the second slipped lower, between his cheeks. His fingers teased the rim of his opening and Adonis's body tensed at the foreign sensation. He hadn't ever let his lovers touch him like this, Adonis desired control.

"Relax" Val whispered and Adonis took a deep breath, willing his body to listen. He had never been touched this way, but he trusted the artist completely. "That's it" Val murmured, and he teased him once again, circling his hole gently. When Adonis let out a hushed sigh Val slid a finger in and watched how his lover arched into the touch.

"Fuck." He moaned as Val pumped his finger in and out slowly. He was surprised how good it felt.

"Does it hurt?" Val asked, pressing a kiss to his lower back as he continued his slow motions.

"No." He moaned.

"Good. Let me know if it does. I can stop."

"Don't you dare." Adonis muttered and the artist chuckled. Even in this position he was still demanding.

Val added another finger and Adonis moaned as he began to stretch him. The sensation was strange at first, but soon he found himself wanting more. Val's hand snaked around his hips and stroked his lover's cock slowly in tandem with his fingers working in and out. Adonis buried his face in the sheets embarrassed by the feral sounds he was making at Val's touch. 'Artists hands' indeed, he thought.

"Val." He moaned as he felt a third threatening his sanity. His body was shaking, his cock throbbing with need as Val pumped it slowly with his hand. He had never experienced anything like this before and he wanted more. He wanted to be filled. It was terrifying and breathtaking.

"Do you want more" Val asked wrist flicking with his languid stroking. Adonis couldn't do anything but moan, his body dissolving to a pool of hot liquid at the way his lover held him so close to the edge with just his fingers. "I think you do." Val murmured, kissing his shoulder blades. "But I want to hear you say it." Adonis could only moan as Val's hand tightened around him and squeezed his needy cock. His eyes rolled back in his head balls seizing at the sensation.

"You know I won't beg." He growled trying to maintain his composure.

"Let's see." Val replied, his lips kissing down his back.

"I'm going to have to paint you like this too" the artist murmured, his tongue darting out to taste his skin. "Naked and covered in oil. Spread out for me on the bed, your head turned to see me while I fuck your perfect ass with my fingers." Adonis felt his face grow red at the words and the image they painted in his mind. Only Val could do this to him. Only Val could reduce him to such a submissive state. "Maybe I'll just make you cum in my hand." He purred and increased his pressure and pace, making Adonis squirm.

"Fuck." Adonis panted. He felt himself getting closer and closer. He wouldn't last much longer.

"Do you want my cock Adonis?" He whispered into his ear, and he moaned loudly, unable to hold it in. "You do, don't you?"

"Fuck" he panted again.

"You have to tell me." Val was smiling, he was loving every second of this.

"Valentin please." It was embarrassing, but he was desperate. So close to release from the teasing that his vision was blurring, and his breathing was ragged.

"Fucking finally." Val groaned and pulled his fingers away making Adonis whimper at the loss. He climbed off the bed and stripped, tearing his clothes off quickly. He took the bottle of oil and coated his throbbing cock in it. The warm liquid made him moan. He watched as Adonis rolled over onto his back. He was beautiful, his dark hair was spread around him, his lips parted, and his chest rising and falling with every breath. His cock swollen with need, precum dripping from the tip. He was the most stunning creature Valentin had ever seen; no piece of art would ever compare.

He climbed onto the bed and knelt between his lover's thighs. He had to spread him a little wider and Adonis's cheeks burned at the vulnerability. He couldn't believe he was doing this. Val took his own cock in his hand and lined himself up with Adonis's tight hole. The tip brushing against him.

"Are you ready?"

"Just fuck me." He growled and Val chuckled.

"As you wish, my Muse." He winked and slowly began to push in.

Adonis let out a grunt as his head fell back and eyes rolled. His body was burning as Val entered him. The stretch was painful but amazing. Val stopped when his cock was halfway in and reached for Adonis's. He took the shaft in his hand and pumped slowly. Adonis's eyes fluttered open and looked at him, his eyes wide with burning lust as they met Val's.

"If you need me to stop." Val said and pushed further in. He could see the pain in his lover's face and slowed. "Tell me love."

"No" Adonis grunted. He didn't know what he was feeling but he wanted it. Needed it. Val continued to push, inch by inch until he brushed his lover's prostate. Adonis's eyes fluttered closed, his body responding immediately to the new sensation. "Fuck Valentin." He moaned.

"It's perfectly normal to cum very fast the first time." He said letting his cock brush that bundle of nerves deep within him again.

"I won't--" his words were lost as the pleasure hit him like a train.

"Mmm yes you will" he grinned, pushing the final inch inside. Adonis body tensed a whimper escaping his lips as an orgasm approached immediately. He clenched around Val, a moan tearing from his throat as ropes of cum sprayed out of him and fell across his own chest. His breathing was heavy and rough. His chest rising and falling rapidly.

"Fuck" he gasped and looked at the Val who was grinning proudly.

"Do you want me to stop?" Val asked taking the spent cock of his lover in his hands and pumping slowly. Adonis could do nothing but shake his head. More. He needed more. "Good." Val muttered and began to rock his hips. Slowly and shallowly at first but soon his pace quickened. Faster and deeper. He brushed that spot again and Adonis's head flew back in pleasure.

"Fuck!" He cried out.

"There it is" Val panted, his head hanging low. He found Adonis's lips and claimed his mouth as he worked in and out.

Adonis couldn't stop moaning, the sounds muffled by their mouths colliding. His cock grew hard again, his body was burning with need. Val was pounding into him now, his hand stroking in tandem with his thrusts. His thumb brushing the tip with each delicious pump. He trailed kisses across every bit of skin he could find listening to his lover's sounds as he brought him to the edge.

"Fuck, I'm close" Val groaned into Adonis's shoulder and he could feel him swell inside him.

"Please." Adonis gasped not knowing what he was begging for.

"Cum for me Adonis" Val moaned his green eyes searching his lovers as he chased release.

"Oh god, Valentin." He screamed, his body arching off the bed with each brush against that place that made him see stars. His cock leaking a bit more as Val continued to fuck him.

Adonis heard Val cry out, his body shuddered as he came, his seed filling his tight hole. Adonis's cock twitched as he spilled a few final drops. He was breathing heavily, his chest covered in sweat and cum. He had never been more worn out in his life. Suddenly gaining a new respect for his bottom.

Val pulled out and sat back. Adonis could feel the liquid spilling out of him and it was oddly satisfying. Val's eyes roamed over his body, a look of admiration on his face.

"Actually, I would paint you like this." He said with a moan as he laid onto his back beside the man.

"What would you call it?" Adonis asked as he pulled his lover close.

"My everything." He said, closing his eyes as he imagined the painting.

"How romantic." Adonis teased and kissed the blonde's forehead.

"Do you feel relaxed my muse?" Valentin asked.

"I feel perfect my prodigy." Adonis answered looking over at his partner, to whom his heart and body belonged entirely. They both smiled as their lips met once more.