Valentine Flash: Silk and Feathers

Hello again, lovelies.

I am very happy to participate in the House of Manlove’s Valentine’s Flash blog hop. Some of you may remember Danny and Sammy. For those of you meeting these two for the first time, I do hope you enjoy their Valentine’s Day experience as much as they did. I’ll include the daily posting schedule after the story so that you can hop along to all the participating blogs with us.

*For those unfamiliar with my stories and characters, Danyel and Samyel are both peris (singular: peri). In my world, a peri is a retired angel living among mortals here on Earth. They retain their wings and some of their power, which allows them to make their wings appear and disappear at will.

Silk and Feathers

Weary and emotionally drained, Danyel trudged up the stairs to his apartment. Having just come off a fifteen-hour shift, he wanted to collapse as soon as he walked through the door. But he wanted to salvage the remaining hours of Valentine’s Day with his partner more.

Samyel had called him as he was leaving and told him to hurry home for a surprise. He unlocked the door to find the apartment dark and still. He had expected a candlelight dinner with wine and Marvin Gaye playing in the background because Sammy was ridiculously romantic like that. He glided into the apartment silently, then he felt a shift in the air current and jumped when a gentle touch ruffled the sensitive feathers of his wings.

From behind him a soft, lilting voice breathed, “Missed you, Danny-boy. Welcome home.”

A thrill jolted through Danny’s body at the sound of his lover’s voice. His wings trembled ever so slightly, expressing his pleasure and shaking a few of his chocolate-colored feathers free to flutter around them. “I missed you too, Sammy. Can we turn on the lights?”

“Not yet,” came the soft, almost hypnotic reply. A soft cloth settled over his eyes, thwarting any further attempts to adjust his vision to the darkness. His first reaction was to rip the blindfold from his face, but the firm grip of his lover’s hand stopped him. The lilting voice said, “I want this to be a Valentine’s Day you never forget. Do you trust me, Danny?”

“Absolutely,” he replied without hesitation.

“Then let me make love to you,” the voice purred into his ear as he felt his lover’s hands rest on his shoulders.

Without sight, Danny felt every touch with a level of intensity that was both disconcerting and thrilling. When he nodded with a hint of trepidation, his lover nudged him further into the apartment. He took a few steps and halted suddenly when he felt a brush of fingertips across his sensitive wing feathers. Having abandoned speech and depriving Danny of another of his senses, Sammy pulled his lover’s t-shirt over his head and pulled the hair tie free, letting his long, wavy locks fall across his shoulders. He planted gentle kisses along his lover’s neck and shoulder as he reached around and unbuttoned his jeans.

Then he abruptly pushed Danny down onto a soft bed of pillows covered by a velvety blanket and yanked his jeans free. The heat of his lover’s tongue trailed his body from the waistband of his underwear over his abs and his chest, traced the veins in his neck, and followed his jawline until it gently forced its way between his lips as Sammy crawled up his lover’s body. As their fingers interlaced, Danny barely noticed that his hands were being guided through silky cloth cuffs until his lover pulled his fingers free and his wrists were caught.

Sammy’s hands left his body for a moment then, and without any warm touches, the chilly air raised gooseflesh along his exposed skin. His anticipation grew until he couldn’t lay still; his foot began to tap with the need to fidget. So heightened were the senses remaining to him that the light caress of a feather caused an involuntary gasp to escape his lips. He knew it was one of his lover’s dark gray and silver feathers. The feather dipped into the hollow of his throat before it grazed his collarbone and traveled to his chest, focusing first on one nipple and then the other. The touch was light, ghosting along his upper body and driving him wild until he thought he would explode from the torture of it.

Danny pulled against the wrist restraints and his back arched against his will as the feather ghosted over an incredibly sensitive area on his ribcage; just as his back was arched as far as it could bend, a pair of soft lips closed over his cock. He swallowed the passionate moan and clenched his jaw as his lover took his entire length into his mouth, making his heart race and his blood run hot. His lover’s hands settled on his hips and forced him back onto the blanket as the feather continued to work its magic on a nipple until it was swollen and hard.

The temporary blindness left Danny feeling every sensation with an intensity greater than he was capable of feeling when his sight allowed him to anticipate the contact. The suck and release of his lover’s mouth on his cock combined with the straining of his body against his bonds and brought him to the very brink of a climax while denying him that extra little boost that would push him over the edge.

The plethora of sensations overloaded his capacity to comprehend until all he could do was surrender to his lover. Again and again his cock slammed into his lover’s mouth, the tip colliding with the back of his throat with each thrust, while the silky smooth cuffs encircling his wrists supported most of his weight as he pulled and strained against them. Just as he began to feel that he would collapse without reaching orgasm, a fingertip slick with lubricant settled in his crack and pressed into his tight asshole until it connected with his sweet spot.

After only a couple flicks of his lover’s finger against his sweet spot, Danny felt all the tension in his body gathering for an orgasm. With one final thrust, his lover took his entire length into his mouth and throat as he applied firm pressure to his sweet spot. He cried out Sammy’s name as he climaxed. His body went rigid as his cock spurted a few final drops, then he collapsed onto the blanket. He lay there with his wrists still in the cuffs and the blindfold in place, yet feeling closer to his lover than he had in a very long time.

Gently, lovingly, his wrists were released from their bonds. He smiled as he tasted himself on his lover’s lips when Sammy leaned in for a tender kiss. A finger caressed his jawline, then a slight pressure on the blindfold informed him that his lover meant to remove it for him.

“Leave it on for a while,” Danny mumbled breathlessly, lacing his fingers together with those of his lover.

There was a slight pause then a rustling sound as Sammy shrugged, causing his wings to shift and a handful of feathers to rain down on his lover. “If that’s what you want,” he replied as he settled down on the blanket. He moved closer and draped an arm across his lover’s chest as he asked, “So, how was that for a Valentine’s Day surprise?”

“Perfect,” Danny answered in all honesty.

And it was perfect. Making love to the man he loved more than anything in a new way was the perfect way to end the day. A few strains of Marvin Gaye’s “Let’s Get It On” floated through his mind. He would just have to make sure Sammy got his ridiculously romantic Valentine’s Day next year.

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