Meaning of Rings

Disclaimer: I don’t own Warren or Scott or any of the X-men universe. No money has been made.

This is a collaboration with LS/Sarafimm.
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Chapter 5

Warren grinned, leaned forward and pressed his lips against Scott's, his tongue snuck out and touched the soft lips to request entrance. His other hand came up to cup Scott's cheek. His cock was rapidly hardening again and he wondered how long they would go before they were tearing at each other’s clothes. But he wondered if it wouldn't be best to discuss things fully first.

Scott opened his mouth to let the probing tongue in and promptly took over the kiss, suckling the invading tongue.

The blond moaned at the way his lover took control, perhaps this was something he could get into, it was so refreshing not to have to be the one taking the lead all the time. His hands slid back and wound their way into the brunette hair gently, reveling in its softness.

Scott moved up and onto the bed next to Warren, his hands feathering up and down his chest, not quite sure how to get his shirt off.

Warren wondered if they would always be as horny as this, his lips followed Scott as he moved beside him. His hands roamed down over his torso, seeking out the buttons on his shirt and slowly undoing them. This second time he was feeling much bolder. He had a vague idea of what he was doing now, but he also knew that there would be no laughter or ridicule.

The younger man broke away to pull off his own shirt and toss it to the floor only to come back and latch onto his lover's lips. A humming sound of satisfaction coming from his throat as his hands once again sought to ruffle white feathers.

Warren's hands reached to pull the Velcro at the back apart and he finally slipped out of his shirt with a shimmy. He kissed back deeply. He gasped at those hands on his wings again, Scott was going to kill him with sex ... he was fairly sure of it.

Scott began to lean sideways onto the bed, bringing his lover with him, above him. Their naked chests met and he moved his hands away from the wings and onto the few neutral area's along Warren's back. His humming continued and his fingers traveled up and down, just hard enough to avoid tickling.

Moaning in appreciation of the change in position and the different caress, the blond began to rock his hips to grind his cloth-covered hardness against Scott's. He hadn't had a relationship where he'd been this horny for his partner. Usually, they'd be lucky to get sex out of him twice a week, never mind twice in one day. He groaned and moved his lips to nuzzle at Scott's neck, the point that was perfect for hiding his face was also perfect for licking and kissing.

Scott moved his head to enjoy the sensations Warren was creating along his neck. This was wonderful. There was so much he wanted to do with him, so many things to explore about each other. He'd never known about the sensitivity of Warren's wings and he was constantly amazed by that. He knew he'd probably drive him nuts if he kept playing with them. He had to remind himself to limit touching them. His hands came down and cupped Warren's ass, adding to the grind he was creating. They'd better get their pants off soon before they tore a hole in one of them.

Warren groaned as he felt insistent hands on his ass. He nipped at the skin lightly then started to kiss his way down Scott's chest. He covered one nipple with his mouth and licked at it, he suckled gently then scraped his teeth against it as he pulled off. He looked down at Scott with lust glinting in his eyes. "Want you," he said as he pushed back to work on his lover’s fly.

Scott moaned as his nipple was played with and worked over, he hadn't realized how sensitive they could be.

"God, yes," Scott agreed to Warren's demand. While the blond worked on his zipper, he reached and released the button on his lover's pants.

His hands went to the waistband and he started to pull "Lift up." Warren told him ... then a thought suddenly hit him and he wondered if he should be so blunt. He smiled sheepishly and added "Please?"

"You've already started learning," Scott smiled as he lifted his rear off the bed followed by raising his legs. He toed off his shoes and Warren slipped his pants all the way off. His dexterous toes pulled off his socks without any help while he rose up and finished unzipping Warren's fly. He tugged and the fabric easily slipped down the thin mutant's waist and thighs to land on the floor around his shoes. Scott leaned back upon the bed, scooting towards the center as he let Warren get out of his own footwear. He wasn't sure if he was going to fuck his lover again or if the blond was going to take the previously proffered opportunity to fuck him. He thought Warren might be sore and he'd never had it done to him. Although he had a few toys in his room that he'd experienced with; it wasn't the same with a real live person.

Warren flipped his shoes off and reached down to free his pants and socks. He climbed up onto the bed with his wings fluttering his arousal. His hard cock bobbed in time with his heartbeat. He looked down at the brunette men, naked and spread out on *his* bed. Unlike Scott, he'd never fantasized about this before, but he suspected that was very much in the past, he couldn't imagine being able to think of sex again without thinking of this. He ran a hand down the length of the well-muscled torso and pumped Scott's cock once.

"Can I suck you?" He asked, stunning himself as much as he suspected he had stunned his lover.

Scott stopped himself from nodding. Of course, Warren could suck him! But it might be better to make sure he got his role straight in the other man’s mind. He moved his arm under his head and said with a smile, "Kiss me first."

He leaned over and looked down at the reclining teen, he smiled wondering how he got so lucky, then he dipped his head and gently met those pink inviting lips. His own lips parted slightly in case Scott wanted to deepen the kiss.

Scott took the opportunity his lover provided and slipped a tongue into his mouth, searching for the other. His free hand came up and caressed Warren's side; feeling the warmth of the body above him and wondering what other surprises he had in store for him.

Warren's tongue touched and teased Scott's, exploring the length of it while it in turn explored his mouth. He moaned into his mouth as his cock registered the pleasure the kiss caused. He pulled slowly back then, with a twinkle in his eyes, started to kiss his way down his chest and abs. He paused, hovering over his target. Reaching up with a hand he wrapped his palm around the base of the erection and settled between Scott's legs. He leaned down and tentatively touched his tongue to the tip of that hard cock.

Scott's breath shuddered in his chest as his lover made his way down. He raised his knees and spread his legs wider to give Warren access to his objective and any other place down there should he wish to explore further. The warmth of his lover's hand steadying him in preparation for that first touch of warm breath and slick velvet. It was getting hard to think, his mind whirling with images become reality.

When his tongue connected that erection he moaned at his first taste, he was fairly sure this was something he could easily get addicted to. He swirled his tongue over the head then took the first inch or so into his mouth and sucked on it. He kept his teeth pulled back out of the way as he moved slightly up and down, sucking and teasing the flesh with the tip of his tongue. One hand lightly stroked Scott's hard abs while the other held the rigid cock steady for his ministrations.

"Oh, God, Warren," Scott panted. "That feels so wonderful." His hand trailed down and caressed the hand over his abs.

Warren moaned at the praise and took some more into his mouth, sucking harder and slowly moving up and down, each time taking more in. He thought of the things that girls had done to him that he knew he liked, and rubbed his tongue against the underside of the shaft. He pulled back off the hardness and kissed his way down the side only to lick back up and run his tongue over the slit, he was totally losing himself in this.

"Yes," Scott hissed, "like that." … "More. Take more of it," he half requested, half ordered.

He moaned again and sank down as far as he could on the erection, the blond felt the head hit the back of his throat and gagged slightly, causing his throat muscles to flutter around it. He pulled back slightly and sucked and swallowed around it before pulling back up, grazing lightly with his teeth.

Scott sighed as Warren went down on him as far as he could go. "Good. Good," he whispered. "Let out your breath before you go that far again."

He took a deep breath and let it out as he tried again, sinking down, he sucked and swallowed and fought against the gag reflex.

“Like that. Don't try so hard," Scott smiled, his voice husky, he gently placing his hand in the shoulder length golden hair. "We have a long time to learn how to do it right," he added.

Warren moaned, he wanted to do it right; he wanted to make Scott cum. The hand felt good in his hair and he sucked harder, moving slowly up and down the shaft. He moved his hand to stroke a strong thigh and then brought his hand to play with Scott's balls.

"Oh, God, you would touch them wouldn't you," Scott's hips hitched up as Warren caressed his sac, gagging the teen. "Sorry, sorry," he apologized.

He coughed slightly and pulled back to catch his breath, shifting to licking and pressing hot little kisses along the length. Recovered, he took the tip into his mouth again while he massaged the tightening balls. He began that slow bobbing motion again that took him further and further down the shaft. He swallowed around the cock, putting in every effort he could think.

"Yessss, you're doing it right. Won--wonder--derful," Scott panted, his legs twitching and hips jerking upwards at nearly every bob of his lover's head. "Ah, shit. I'm going to ... Aaaarrrgghhh!" Scott's eyes rolled back as his head tipped backwards over his arm. Hot jism shot into Warren's mouth with the velocity of a rocket, spurt after spurt hitting the back of his throat.

He tried to swallow it, but it made him cough in surprise, he pulled back and instead was hit in the face, he groaned and shuddered. Leaning forward he licked Scott's cock clean and looked for something to wipe his face with.

Out of breath, Scott saw Warren's dilemma and laughed.

"Come 'ere," he panted, waving him up his body.

He pulled Warren down and kissed and licked the cream off his face, the taste not unfamiliar through his own experimentations.

"God, you're good," Scott sighed, when he lay back down again. "You're gonna kill me if you learn to deep throat."

Warren moaned softly, never guessing that having his face licked would make him hornier. He grinned at the praise; he kissed Scott gently and rubbed his erection against his hip.

"What's this?" Scott's hand trailed down and fingered the hard flesh against his leg.

Warren's eyes fluttered and he moaned, his hips bucking to thrust into the hand.

"Warren," Scott's tone turned serious and he kissed his lover briefly. "Do you want me to suck you or do you want to fuck me?" he asked.

He shook his head, as he tried to collect his thoughts. He wanted to be fucked again, but Scott had just cum so he would take a while to recover. "Suck me ... please." He looked at the cushions and thought about arranging them so he could rest comfortably on them.

Scott knew Warren's need was urgent just by how hard and engorged his cock had become. He grabbed the thin pillow he'd noticed earlier and placed it atop some large ones. "Lean back," he ordered.

Warren shifted and rested on the pillows, the thin one fitting between his wings so there was no pressure on them. He leaned back and looked at Scott, his eyes skimming over his body.

The brunette smiled and grabbed a hold of Warren's ankles. "I want to see if this'll work," he explained as he raised his lover’s legs and fit them over his shoulders as he came closer. He watched to see if the pillows moved or shifted easily.

The winged mutant's eyes widened as he guessed what Scott was trying out. He licked his lips. "Will you fuck me again later?"

Scott grinned, "Of course! I was just wondering if we should stop by this shop I know about in White Plains that carries all sorts of 'interesting' cushions." His eyebrows waggled during the word interesting. "I don't think these pillows will hold very well if I fuck you as hard as I'd like to," he said, tilting his head to the side to see one of the pillows had slipped slightly. He lowered Warren's legs, spreading them to either side and licked his lips, "Damn, you're a feast."

Warren's mouth was dry at the thought. He remembered seeing something on one of the sites that it occurred to him might be a good idea; "What about a sling?"

"You noticed those, did you?" Scott asked rhetorically as he ran his hands up the insides of his lover’s legs. "Only problem would be explaining the hooks in the ceiling," he bent down and breathed upon Warren's balls with heated breath.

He threw his head back and laughed. Then his breath hitched as warm air caressed his balls. "Oh, God ..."

"I don't know if these old beams could support your weight," Scott added regretfully. "And I don't want to start doing any modifications to your room this early into our relationship. We should take things…" he ran his moistened tongue slowly up the underside of Warren's shaft. "Slow," he emphasized.

Warren moaned loudly at the contact. His hands came down to tangle in Scott's hair.

Scott gingerly lifted Warren's dripping cock and practiced what he preached; hot moist air blew down the engorged cock before Scott clamped his mouth around almost the entire length. He pulled up slowly moistening his mouth with saliva to ease his upwards pull.

He almost howled in pleasure, clamping his eyes closed, his back arched and his hips bucked. "Oh ... fuck ... that’s..." His words vanished into a loud groan. He resolved to learn how to do that.

Scott let him feel just the barest hint of teeth towards the end catching the flange of his head just slightly before he repeated what he'd done beginning a slow deep throating bob.

Warren's hands tightened in Scott's hair, pleasure was firing through his body and air burned his lungs as he panted to fill them. His wings trembled beneath him. He wasn't going to last very long.

Scott looked up Warren's body. He wanted to see how much teeth his lover was comfortable with so he increased the sensations little by little. His hand fondled the sac beneath for a few strokes and then drifted down, following the line down his perineum to rub gently over his asshole.

Crying out his hips thrust up, Warren had never had a blowjob like it. The finger probing his entrance and the teeth scraping his tender flesh was too much and as his body tensed, he thought he was going to die before he could cum ... "Gonna ... Ahhhhhh" and before he could finish he was pumping his hot cum into the tormenting mouth.

Scott sealed his lips over the cock in his mouth, not wanting to waste a drop, swallowing the thick fluid down as quickly as he could. When Warren was finished, he made sure he saw him lick his lips before he moved up to kiss his boyfriend.

Warren groaned at the sight and eagerly met the kiss, moaning more as he tasted himself on the other man's lips. His hands slid down Scott's back to hold him to him.

Scott leaned down, his weight joining Warren's on the pillows and the pillows began to give way. Laughing, Scott moved the pillows to the side and lay down on his back, pulling Warren down on top of him.

"Guess it's easier this way until we buy some of those cushions," he said by way of explanation. "See if there's anything we can buy so I can fuck you on my back. I'd love to see your wings spread out above me." He ended his statement with a gentle kiss that soon became demanding.

Curling around the other man he smiled at the mention of those cushions again. He moaned at the idea of riding Scott with his wings spread, like flying while fucking. The moan was cut off by soft lips on his, which became more insistent and passionate. Warren kissed back with equal enthusiasm. When the kiss broke apart he muttered "Wow. Today has just been amazing."

"And I still owe you a ride in my car, too," Scott said with a grin. "You want to take it up to White Plains tomorrow?" His hand trailed down Warren's collarbone and down his chest to gently rub at a nipple.

"Mmmm, yeah, that sounds good," The blond said, as he rested his head on his lover's shoulder and closed his eyes. "That's really nice." He murmured dreamily.

Scott watched as Warren slipped into sleep, yawning a time or two himself. He eyed the muffins and milk across the room and mentally shrugged. If they woke up in the night the muffins would still be good. And they could check out the information on the computer in the morning. He let his mind drift and slowly nodded off.