Smoke Signals

Losing all semblance of self-control, Coyote kissed him back passionately, leaning into him. He slid his tongue along the hot, slick muscle that Phoenix slipped past his lips, desperately needing to memorize the taste of him.

Gently, carefully Phoenix pulled away. "Do you want to do this properly?" he asked, looking down at the tanned boy lovingly. "Because it would be so much easier to do in the back seat."

Coyote blushed deeply, his hands resting on Phoenix's shoulders. "O-okay," he said, nodding. He was still very nervous, but the love and longing in Phoenix's eyes had made him considerably braver.

"After you then" Phoenix smiled. "I promise to be gentle" He caressed Coyote's face gently.

Coyote's face flushed even darker as he slid into the back seat; he sat down heavily because his legs were feeling a lot like rubber. He sat right on the edge of the seat, tense, waiting to see what Phoenix would do next.

Pheonix smiled back at him and turned the radio up slightly to cover up any future noise before joining him in the back seat. He kicked off his shoes and socks before leaning forward and kissing Coyote lightly.

Coyote rested a hand timidly on Phoenix's chest as he reciprocated the kiss. "Mmm..." he mumbled softly against the other man's lips.

Phoenix easily brought Coyote down to his back on the leather seats. He moaned softly, one hand cupping Coyote's cheek, the other caressing his thigh.

Coyote gasped at the suddenness of the action, but was soon moaning wantonly and clinging to the front of Phoenix's shirt.

Phoenix purred into his mouth, deepening the kiss easily. He even slipped a hand up Coyote's shirt.

Coyote moaned softly into the kiss, arching into Phoenix's touch. A part of him was terrified to be doing it, but another part of him was exhilarated by the whole situation; he'd never felt so... wanted. It felt amazing just to know that he was desired by another person, a person that he desired in return. He'd never imagined that it would feel that way.

Phoenix took his time sliding his hands across Coyote's skin, memorizing every inch. When his hands finally made it back down to the hem of his shirt, he pulled the shirt up over his head carefully. He moved his kisses to Coyote's neck, sucking softly at the soft skin there. "This doesn't seem very fair~" He whispered in Coyote's ear between kisses "Aren't you going to undress me too? I can't do it all myself~"

Coyote writhed and shivered beneath Phoenix's skilled hands, biting his lip to hold back moans. At Phoenix's request, he timidly slid his hands down the young man's toned chest and curled his fingers into the hem of his shirt. As he pulled Phoenix's shirt slowly off, he stared at every inch of skin that was revealed; with the unwanted fabric tossed aside, Coyote couldn't resist the urge to touch Phoenix's chest and stomach, his fingers slow and hesitant.

"Yeah" Phoenix purred "Just like that Coyo" His lips descended to the native american's collarbone where he nipped and sucked. Phoenix liked to leave marks.

Coyote let out a soft moan and leaned his head back, his hands sliding down to grip Phoenix's hips. "Hnnn, Ph-Phoenix, you're g-gonna leave m-m-marks!"

"I know" Phoenix purred. "That way everyone'll know that I'm gonna take care of you. Cause you're all mine now" He picked a new spot on Coyote's shoulder to suck and tease.

Coyote moaned again, his pants starting feel uncomfortably tight. "Ahhnn, Ph-Phoenix...!" he moaned, shuddering slightly. "Ph-Phoenix, I..."

"Yes?" Pheonix asked. "What is it Coyo? Do you like that?"

Coyote gulped and nodded, gripping Phoenix's shoulders tightly. "Y-yeah..." he stammered. "I... I d-do. I re-really like that, Phoenix..."

Phoenix chuckled breathily. "Do you want me to do more?" His hands began roaming lower. "Do you?"

Coyote shuddered and squirmed, biting his lip. He was still a little scared, but he really did want it; he'd never wanted anything so badly in his life. "Ye-yes..." he stammered softly. "Y-yeah, I... I do. I want it."

"What do you want?" Phoenix asked, his hands touching lightly at Coyote's crotch.

Coyote gasped softly and involuntarily arched up into Phoenix's touch, his face going scarlet. "Ahh! I-I...!" he stuttered. He was terribly embarrassed and self-conscious, and he was afraid he was going to say something completely idiotic and ruin everything. "I-I... I w-want you to t-t-touch me..."

"Is that all you want me to do?" Pheonix whispered in Coyote's ear.

Coyote squirmed and shivered as Phoenix's breath fanned across his heated skin . "N-n-no... b-but..." he whined. "P-please don't make me say it, Phoenix!" he begged, closing his eyes and blushing even more darkly.