Captive Mate BL
Chapter 356: - - 356-

Chapter 356: -Chapter 356-

Asher leaned forward to kiss his husband, his white veil still in his hair. The kiss tasted salty and then sweet, Caspian’s tears drying up from the heat emanating from their bodies.

Asher understood Caspian, he was also unfathomably happy, he wanted to freeze and save this moment.

Caspian’s veil dropped to the ground at their feet, his hands clumsily undoing the rest of Asher’s buttons. At their feet, the pile of clothes grew, tongues slipping and sucking.

Caspian laughed when Asher struggled a bit to get the dress off him. He already had the Alpha’s dress shirt off, the glitter around his eyes catching the light.

The laughter was tinged with a bit of anxiety as the white lace dress slipped down his slender shoulders.

He wore delicate socks to bed every night, but after the first time Asher had bumped into him wearing lingerie entirely by accident, he hadn’t done it again.

There simply wasn’t the right time for him to, and now he worried that it would be too sudden and ruin things.

Caspian caught the dress before it fell to the ground, holding it up to his body with his hands.

"I’m wearing lingerie." He said bluntly to the question in Asher’s eyes.

Asher’s hazel eyes widened at that, "It’s fine," He said even as his heart started an erratic pattern against his ribcage. "I was just caught off-guard last time."

Caspian breathed out an inaudible sigh as he let the dress drop to the carpet like a waterfall. It was good that he had given Asher a head’s up, he would hate for such an important moment to be ruined...

Asher’s piercing stare made him turn to the side to try to avoid the scrutiny. "You’re staring," He muttered, dismayed. "Does it look bad on me?"

Asher forced himself to look at Caspian’s face, in a daze. His Omega had worn delicate white lace, white garters holding up his lace stockings, and over the panties was a little lace skirt.

He closed the distance before he was ready, still not over the shock that this sight of Caspian gave him. "It looks perfect, you should wear it more often." He tried to say as normally as possible.

Caspian sucked in a breath when Asher’s hands made contact with his bare waist, he could feel the Alpha’s hands trembling.

He threw his arms around Asher’s neck to bring them closer, his smile innocent and soft. "Should I wear it every night?" He asked teasingly.

Asher swallowed thickly, "Would that be comfortable?" He nosed along the curve of Caspian’s neck, his hands sliding lower to go up the barely there skirt.

Caspian was done with talking, kissing Asher hungrily. The plan was to lose the lingerie before he slept so its ease of wear didn’t really matter.

He gasped when Asher grabbed handfuls of his ass, kneading the soft flesh. Caspian was indifferent to lingerie, he was of the opinion that it was uncomfortable and inconvenient underwear, but he would wear them every night for Asher. Just to have the Alpha tremble as he touched him, his kisses desperate as he licked into his mouth.

They ended up on the bed, it was mid-afternoon, the drapes wide open. The brightness of the sunlight made the moment more surreal, there was no chance to hide in the shadows, every motion, every expression was laid bare to see.

Caspian moaned when Asher kissed down to his mating mark, the Alpha’s previously slicked back hair now messy, courtesy of the Omega laid on his back against the sheets.

He expected some of the lacy sleepwear to come off him then but Asher just rubbed his nipples through the sheer top, the rough fabric against the sensitive skin making his pitch go higher.

"A-Asher... hng- wa-wait," He protested as his husband’s bruising kisses dipped past his collarbones. "Let me take this off..."

Asher pinching his nipples through the flowery lace was a little too much. He needed it to go off, right then.

Asher looked up then, his pupils completely dilated, a quiet fire burning around those black pupils. "Don’t." He cut in, pinning Caspian’s wrists to the bed.

"But-" Caspian tried again, his line of argument getting interrupted by Asher’s mouth on his already tingling nipple through the lace. The wet heat felt strange, pleasure licking through him.

Asher didn’t say anything more, breaking away freely to rifle through their pile of discarded clothes to tie up Caspian’s wrists.

Cuffs would be a better option but they were too far away, he didn’t want to leave the bed if he could help it.

He pulled out a white strip of gossamer fabric from the wedding dress, not stopping to check if it was an important bit he just pulled free, binding Caspian’s wrists above his head.

With that out of the way, he dipped his head to resume sucking and nibbling on Caspian’s chest.

The Omega didn’t protest further, his chest heaving as sinful sounds spilled past his lips, his tied-up hands barely able to clutch at the sheets.

Asher leaned back to admire his work, Caspian’s chest was bruised red, his nipples pushing against the damp lace.

He hooked his arms under his husband’s slender legs, the flimsy skirt barely covering his hard cock tucked away in delicate lace. Asher ignored his mate’s leaking cock, his attention lower, on his slick dripping hole.

Caspian reflexively reached for Asher when the Alpha made contact, but his tied wrists quickly reminded him that he couldn’t do much. He arched, his head thrown back when Asher’s tongue pushed past his rim, the garter belt digging into the soft skin of his waist.

He cried out when one of Asher’s ringed fingers dipped into his hole, he would never get bored of the contrasting sensations. The warmth of Asher’s mouth and fingers to the chill of his rings, the gentle pressure of his tongue to the insistent press of the metal rings.

All the squirming he was doing underneath his husband’s tongue and fingers caused friction from the lace of the lingerie, the stimulation constant.

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