7 July 2008
Aether Sprite - Smutty Excerpt
Posted by Denise Kendrick under: Ash Trey and the Aether Sprite; Excerpts .
I have been a little hard on this book. It’s a cute little romp and sometimes I think it should have been something other than it was. But if it was something else then it wouldn’t be the adorable story that it is!
So I was just taking a pleasant walk on the beach, thinking about Ash and Trey and all that I liked about them and I felt inclined to post one of my favorite parts. It just happens to be smutty as well!
This takes place around chapter seven. Violet has made a brief entrance and Trey would prefer she never make another. To set things right between the boys, a little morning make up sex is in order.
Ash woke slowly. He cracked his eyelids,
squinting at the light pouring in through the
glass. With a minimum of blind pawing in the
direction of the nightstand, he located the remote
for the windows. He thumbed the button three
times and the light was cut in half. The traffic of
the world outside zipped and zoomed by in a
dusky silence.
On his belly, eyes closed, he felt the weight of
Trey’s embrace, slumped half around, half on top
of him. It was nice. He’d been asleep when Trey
got back the night before—he hadn’t bothered to
wait up. They rarely argued about anything and
he didn’t want to start now.
Being two years older, or just being of a bossy
personality type, Trey could occasionally be
oppressive in his need to take care of them, or of
Ash in particular. Ash only began to understand it
after witnessing the chaos of dinnertime with
Trey’s family. They all looked up to Trey, the four
of his brothers, and they looked at Ash like he was
the luckiest thing this side of the solar system. At
the time, Ash thought he was just that. And
usually, he continued to believe it.
“Mmph,” he mumbled when Trey’s knee
pushed his forward and snuggled down between
his legs. The stiff length of Trey’s morning hard-
on poked at his butt. He grinned. “Morning,” Ash
said. Trey only grunted, fingers skidding down
Ash’s arm. “When’d you get back?”
“Late,” Trey murmured.
He didn’t seem interested in how Ash had
gotten rid of Violet, and Ash didn’t have the heart
to tell him it was probably only temporary.
Especially not with his body humming to life
beneath the soft stroking and the sound of Trey’s
breath, hot next to his ear.
“Did you have fun?” He didn’t wonder at the
specifics, Trey mostly went to shoot pool down at
the Center when he needed to think.
“Yeah,” Trey answered. He tended to have fun
wherever he was. “Did you have fun getting rid of
our guest?”
“It was terrible,” Ash giggled, remembering
how many outfits they’d gone through before he
found one she’d deemed acceptable. He caught
Trey’s wrist and shoved it downward, mashing
Trey’s fingers against his hipbone, still flush
against the mattress. “I think I deserve a reward.”
Trey obligingly yanked Ash’s hip up enough to
sneak his fingers down and around where Ash
wanted them most. “This kind of reward?” he
asked, running his fingers up the side of Ash’s
cock.
Ash groaned happily into his pillow and rolled
his ass back against his lover’s body. A moment
later, he felt the soft imprint of Trey’s teeth on his
shoulder as Trey’s hips ground forward, his cock
dribbling wetness at the small of Ash’s back. Trey
whispered, “Get the lube.”
Ash couldn’t have agreed more. He flattened
himself out and stretched his arm as far as it
would go, fingertips slipping on the corner of the
nightstand drawer. Reluctantly he hauled himself
up, half onto his knees, to find the damned tube.
Seamlessly, Trey moved with him, pushing
Ash’s abundant hair aside and raining kisses
down his spine. When he reached the bottom, he
just kept going, parting Ash’s ass cheeks with firm
pressure and running his tongue down the crease.
“Find it yet?” The words vibrated against Ash’s
hole, turning his legs to jelly.
Ash dropped his head down. “Uh-uh,” he said,
eyes closed.
Trey licked a wet design around Ash’s anus, the
intricacies of which were completely lost on Ash,
but it felt so good he hardly cared. Then Trey
paused to blow a stream of air over his work.
“Well, look harder,” he said before dipping in
again.
“Mmhmm.” Face smushed into the pillow, Ash
wiggled back against Trey’s tongue and
rummaged at random through the drawer,
keeping up a pretense of searching. He knew what
came next when Trey was in a good mood and he
wasn’t going to risk distracting him by actually
finding anything.
“You’re hopeless,” Trey said.
Ash nodded. He totally was. His cock throbbed
in agreement and approval.
“I guess I’ll just have to do it myself then.”
Trey’s breath huffed against his ass. Ash had
only a moment to anticipate what Trey meant this
time by do it himself before the thought was
obliterated by the warm stabbing of Trey’s tongue
against his hole, pressing and releasing, pressing
and releasing, until Oohhhh, it sank into him. Yesss.
If it was going to be like this, Ash would just have
to make sure Trey did everything else himself
from now on.
Ash, Trey and the Aether Sprite is available from Extasy Books.
2 Comments so far...
Calvin Says:
9 July 2008 at 4:11 pm.
Such lovely boys, they should always wake up like that!
