Page 100 of The Concubine King
Langath glared for another long second.Then she stood with a mutter and wandered out of the room.
“I-I don’t…” Ethyr shifted.Gnaeus took the hint and let go of him, letting him sit up, but Gallus still hung off him.“I thought I was supposed to entertainyou,” he mumbled.
“Oh, don’t worry about Langath.”Gallus picked up a piece of candied fruit and fed it to Ethyr.“She pretends she’s reluctant but she loves showing off.”
“I think she likes giving beauty to others,” Varuut countered.
Ainder scoffed from where he was lounging on the floor propped up on his elbow.“How optimistic of you.”Varuut wrinkled her nose at him.
“It’s likely both,” Ithna said placidly, braiding her long hair over her shoulder.
Langath returned with a lute and plopped down onto the seat again.The tune she began plucking was much faster and happier than the beautifully mournful notes of the other.Gallus hopped up, dragging Ethyr with him into a dizzying, spinning dance.Laughter bubbled out of Ethyr without thought, perhaps because Gallus was laughing too, and together they wove a heedless dance as some of the others clapped in time.For a moment, Ethyr was back in his village, twirling around the midsummer bonfire to flute song and drumbeats.No embarrassment, no shame, careless of anything beyond the grip the music had on his body.
Then the spinning caught up to him and he stumbled, laughing, into Gallus’s arms.The god kissed his lips and as smooth as though it were part of the dance, deposited him onto a seat cushion and pulled Ithna up in his place.
Ethyr caught his breath and his balance, downing a goblet of wine.When he was fortified, he cast a glance around the room.Most of the gods were still enraptured by Gallus and Ithna’s performance.Save two.From the distant wall Kiaro watched Ethyr, and Ethyr looked away from that burning gaze to Ainder beside him.He was laying on the floor, arms behind his head and eyes closed.
“I thought you didn’t need to sleep.”
Ainder peeked open one eye.“We don’t.But I prefer not watching tragedies like Ithna dancing.”
Ethyr couldn’t help his laugh, though he at least managed to muffle it.He thought Ithna danced well, especially with Gallus, their movements swaying and twisting in time with each other.
He stared down at his empty goblet, rubbing his thumb over the lip.For once, the gods weren’t enraptured by him, focused instead on the entertainment Gallus was providing.
Ethyr gently set the cup onto the table and crawled into Ainder’s lap.
The god opened his eyes and smiled up at him.“Careful,” he warned.“You might excite me.”
“Good,” Ethyr said resolutely.He wasn’t going to leave his intentions up to interpretation.Ainder’s smile widened and he sat up, brushing a thumb over Ethyr’s cheek.
“Well,” he said sultrily.“Who’s tender now?”His hand wrapped around the back of his head and Ethyr gladly let it bring him forward.Ainder kissed with immediate ferocity, like he was trying to taste the back of Ethyr’s throat.He choked and pulled away, but Ainder’s grip on his head didn’t let him retreat far, keeping their lips so close he could feel Ainder’s breath when he spoke.
“Oh please,” he whispered.“My cock is much bigger than my tongue and you took that just fine.”He crushed their mouths back together.Ethyr was ready this time, meeting Ainder’s tongue with his own and wrapping his arms around his shoulders to squeeze their bodies together.Ainder hummed approvingly.His hands fell from Ethyr’s head to his ass, pulling it flush to his hips and grinding him against the hard bulge waiting there.
His little noise of surprise separated them again and Ainder chuckled, his dark eyes meeting Ethyr’s so close he could see the streaks in them.“You thought it’d take longer?Who do you think I am?”He planted a hard kiss on his lips.“Keep up, kid.”
“I will,” Ethyr whispered, pulling Ainder’s hand up and wrapping his mouth around two fingers, slicking them thoroughly with saliva.The god’s smile kept getting bigger and bigger.
“Finally a worthwhile evening,” he murmured, taking his hand back and replacing it with his tongue.The wet fingers found their way into the gap of Ethyr’s pants.He lifted off Ainder’s lap in anticipation, but it still startled him enough to break the kiss and clutch Ainder’s shoulders with a pitched cry as he plunged both fingers in.
Ainder turned his mouth’s endeavors to Ethyr’s neck and ear, sucking and nibbling as he worked his fingers in rhythm.Ethyr quickly got past his shock to find pleasure in the sensation.With his chest pressed to Ainder’s for leverage, he rocked back into the thrusts, desperate for filling friction.It wasn’t nearly enough.
He dug his face against Ainder’s shoulder, fumbling one hand down the god’s torso and into his lap until he made contact with the appendage there.Ainder’s breath on his neck was moist and hot, but the thrusting fingers in his ass were becoming drier and less satisfying.
“Please fuck me,” Ethyr mumbled into his shoulder, breathless and desperate.“Please.”
“Gladly.”Ainder’s next nibble was more a bite, and Ethyr jumped with the sharp vise of teeth.“You don’t have to beg.”He paused and Ethyr could feel the curve of his lips against his skin.“Though I’m certainly not against it.”He took his fingers back and tugged at the strings on the sides of Ethyr’s pants, pulling them loose.The fabric crumpled down his thighs but he wasn’t given time to take them off, Ainder flopping to his back and dragging Ethyr’s hips forward to be flush against his.
“I’ll be nice and let you control the entry.”He flashed a grin.“But you’d better put on a good show.”
The music had stopped.Ethyr didn’t have a clue when that had happened.He looked around to see the gods watching him instead.A vicious heat stung his face, matched exactly by a hot satisfaction that settled into the bottom of his stomach.He tried to catch his breath.
“What do I do?”
The question seemed to delight Ainder.His fingers slipped under his thighs.“I’ll hold your weight and you take your time.”
He swallowed and nodded, lifting off Ainder.The front and back of his tunic covered up everything, which he supposed wasn’t much of a ‘good show,’ but he couldn’t be bothered with it right then.He found the god’s erection under the fabric and lined it up as best he could with shaking hands and a pounding heart.He sucked in a deep breath and let himself settle into Ainder’s grip.He held him up without a hint of difficulty.
