Instead of relocating me back to my flat at the end of the hour, the System just… teleported us both back onto Llewellyn's bed. Lumos and Penguin had also been conveniently relocated to Llewellyn's living room.
Llewellyn and I looked at each other.
"…"
Honestly.
Llewellyn snorted and reached across the bed, pulling me closer.
"It's not even trying to be subtle at this point, is it?" I mumbled.
"Disappointed?" Llewellyn asked, hovering close.
"Do I sound like it?"
Llewellyn huffed out a laugh and kissed me.
Why did he look so delighted?
I pressed closer, running my fingers through his hair, deepening the kiss.
Llewellyn made a sound against my mouth and pulled me on top of him, hands sliding under my shirt.
"How was this position last time?" he asked, drawing me into another kiss.
Uh. I swallowed.
"There isn't a single thing we've done that I haven't enjoyed," I managed. "But I wasn't lying when I said I prefer it when you're the one doing the pinning."
Llewellyn bit down on my lower lip. His grip on my hip tightened and he rolled us over, pressing me into the mattress.
"Like this?"
Fuck. Yes.
I drew him into another kiss.
"Off," I said, as we made out, tugging at his shirt, gasping. "This needs to be off."
Llewellyn sat back just enough to yank it over his head, then immediately came back down, mouth sliding over my jaw, my throat, finding the marks he'd left before and adding more.
"Yours too," Llewellyn said against my skin, already pulling at my shirt.
I lifted my arms and he stripped it off. Then his mouth was back on me.
I couldn't stop my hands from sliding over his back, his shoulders, his shifting muscles as he moved lower.
I reached for him as he unbuttoned my trousers, but he caught my wrist and pressed it back into the pillow.
"Stay," he said, low.
"…"
Damn.
Heat flooded through every cell in my body.
Llewellyn started from the back of my knee. His mouth moved up my inner thigh, the crease of my groin, then the other side, and continued up across my stomach, my ribs, pausing to leave marks before moving higher.
I was shaking by the time he reached my chest.
"You're taking too lo—" I started, but my voice cracked when he bit down.
Then his hand slid down and closed around me.
Fuck, fuck.
By the time he reached my throat, I was breathing hard, hands fisted in the sheets, pressing up into his hand.
"Llewellyn," I said again, more desperate this time.
He lifted his head to look at me. His pupils were blown wide, his breathing uneven, and a flush was spreading down his neck.
"What do you want?" he asked.
What did he think I wanted?!
I grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him down into a kiss.
"I said, what do you want?" Llewellyn asked again, pinning my wrist again. He leaned down to graze at my throat. "And I told you not to move."
Fuck. I was burning up.
"Inside me," I managed. "Come on."
"Mmh," Llewellyn said. "Good."
He kissed me once more, then pulled back to strip off his trousers.
Uh.
I watched him, chest heaving. The sight of him fully bare was just—
He was back on me immediately, the skin contact alone incredible.
I arched up, trying to get more of it, but he pressed me down, one hand pinning my hip while he materialized something from either the System Shop or his inventory.
Three familiar vials appeared.
"Just pour one on yourself," I said. "I don't need—"
"You do," Llewellyn said, already slicking his fingers. "Be patient."
I made a sound of protest but he cut me off by sliding his hand lower and simultaneously taking me in his mouth.
His fingers moved methodically while his mouth worked around me, relentless.
I was losing my mind.
"Llewellyn—"
He hummed around me. Fuck.
"Just get on with it."
"You're not ready yet."
"I know my own—"
He pressed against a specific spot inside and my voice cut out. My vision blurred for a second.
"Not ready," Llewellyn repeated, and materialized a second vial. "This will help."
Fuck. If he used that one while his mouth was around me, I was probably going to come on the spot.
He seemed to know that, however, because he went back to suck and bite at my throat instead, pinning my wrists whenever I reached out instinctively.
Finally, Llewellyn's fingers slid out. He poured the third potion on himself and I let out a moan as he pushed in.
"You're still so tight," Llewellyn gasped, looking down at me.
This was so much milder than anything we'd done before, but… I caught fire in twenty different ways.
I felt like my body was too small to contain how overwhelmed I was feeling, and I wasn't exactly sure I wasn't going to accidentally summon a wave and drench half the room!
I must have said something out loud because Llewellyn laughed, even though he was still gasping too, and leaned down to graze at my throat again.
"Don't worry about it," he said, soothing it with his tongue. "It's fine. Do whatever you want."
I reached for him. He pinned both my wrists above my head, holding me in place.
"Except for that," he said, amused. "I told you to stay. Unless you're really trying to goad me into tying you up?"
I swallowed.
"Just move," I groaned, and Llewellyn's hips snapped forward.
Fuck.
His grip on my wrists tightened, and the pressure sent more heat flooding through me.
Llewellyn's mouth slid down my throat and I choked on air, arching up.
The itch in my chest was driving me nuts. I didn't even know why it was active, or when it had activated, but it was scraping at me from within. Every time we deepened the kiss, or Llewellyn bit anywhere, something deep in my chest made me shudder.
Llewellyn's hand closed around me, working me desperately, fast and sloppy. I could feel the pit of my stomach tighten up.
Llewellyn bit down again and I came, arching up.
Llewellyn followed right after, face buried in my neck, his whole body shuddering and collapsing on top of me.
Fuck. How was it possible for something to feel so good?!
Llewellyn's weight was heavy on top of me, his face buried in my neck. I could feel his heart pounding against my chest, as fast as mine.
I ran my fingers through his damp hair, too blissed out to move.
"So," I said eventually, voice rough. "The System really does want us to fuck."
Llewellyn laughed. The vibration went through both of us, and he lifted his head to look at me.
His hair was a disaster, his cheeks still flushed.
...I felt a bit dazed.
"Seems like it," he said, sounding pleased, and kissed me lazily.
Despite how much I wanted to keep my cool, I could still feel him inside.
The corner of Llewellyn's mouth curved up as I melted into the kiss completely.
"Stay the night," he said. He hadn't pulled out yet. "There's no reason for you to leave."
Uh. Um. I mean...
"You could always tie me up," I said.
Llewellyn let out a noise and kissed me again.
***
We must have fallen asleep right after cleaning up.
We were jolted awake by a series of texts from Tiernan blowing up both our phones, letting us know that the auction had secretly been moved up by two days.
...Shit.