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Not Only Magicians Make Dreams Come True

Explicit Content, 18+ Only

Ship: Lyney x Male Reader Category: Romance, Established Relationship, NSFW, Second Person, Dominant Reader, Submissive Lyney Contains: Cuddling, Kissing, Frotting, Rimming, Anal Sex, Creampie, Vanilla Word Count: 4,557

There was nothing more enchanting than the vigor of Lyney's lips.

What started as Lyney welcoming you home with a smooch had turned into him stealing kisses as you cooked dinner. After you had eaten, you showered as Lyney washed the dishes. Lyney finished first and sat on the couch as he waited for you. Once you were finished, you walked to the living room wearing a t-shirt and boxers. If Lyney’s mood was any indication, you knew that he wouldn’t be wearing either of them for very long, but if you had to take off hisclothes, you wanted him to remove clothing as well.

Once you sat next to Lyney on the couch, he smiled, climbed onto your lap, and began kissing you once more.

"I missed you today," Lyney cooed as he wrapped his arms around your neck.

"You miss me every day we don't spend together." You rested your forehead on Lyney's as you placed your hands on his hips.

"How could I not?" Lyney lowered his lips to kiss your jaw, kissing softly. "It doesn't feel the same without the presence of your radiance.” Kiss. “You make this house a home.” Kiss. “I feel at home wherever you are.” Kiss.

"Lyney. . ." You titled your head back.

"What?" Lyney grinned against your jaw. "I'm just telling you how you make me feel. But it sounds like it's making you. . .flustered."

Your face heated up. "You say that as if you haven't made it your life mission to fluster me."

Lyney kissed below your ear. He lowered his voice to a whisper. "But you like it, don't you?"

He wasn't wrong. When Lyney spoke words dripping with love, it made you weak in the knees; it reminded you of why he fell in love with the magician. However, you seldom found the opportunity to spoil him in return. Not that you didn't give Lyney an occasional flirt or blowjob, but for every act of love you displayed to Lyney, he would reciprocate tenfold.

"I do. . ."

Lyney chuckled. "You're so cute when you're embarrassed." He nuzzled into your jaw.

"My prince. . ." You flushed deeper. "If you think I'm so cute, kiss me some more."

Lyney obliged, returning to your lips. He kissed with increased passion, his hands roaming your body. You wrapped your arms around Lyney and pressed your chest against his, both of your clothing being the only thing between your bodies. Lyney, coming to this realization, snuck one of his hands underneath your shirt, rubbing circles on your belly. As you moaned on his lips, Lyney moved his hands downwards to tease at the shirt's hem and broke the kiss.

"I think this fabric is quite impeding. Maybe I should remove it."

You whipped your arms up. Lyney chuckled, taking off your shirt and throwing it on the floor. He resumed kissing you, hands roaming all over your shoulders and chest. After a particularly wet kiss, you stopped to gasp, "I want. . .yours off too. . ."

Without missing a beat, Lyney nearly tore his shirt off and threw it in a different direction. "Anything for you, my sunshine." Lyney's lips went for your neck; his kisses left the perfect amount of pressure, stimulating your sweet spots just right. As your hands tangled into Lyney's hair, waves of pleasure took over your brain and slowly went to your cock, your boxers pitching a tent. You impulsively rolled your hips upwards, searching for more stimulation.

"Oh?" Lyney muttered in the middle of his neck. "So eager already, are we?" He raised his head to your ear. "You've been thinking about doing this all day, haven't you? You're out there, working and running errands, but I'm always on the back of your mind, aren't I?"

You whimpered, turning your head away as you blushed all over again.

"Sunshine." Lyney took two fingers and titled your chin so you two were facing each other. "There's no need to be embarrassed. You know how much you turn me on, don't you?" He brought his nose close enough to yours to Eskimo kiss. "Just thinking about you coming home. . .it made me so horny. I thought about touching myself, but I decided to wait for you." He ground his hips on your lap, causing you to feel his similar half-erect cock.

"Lyney. . .I. . ."

"You what?" The magician bit his lip, knowing exactly what it did to you.

"I. . ." You removed your hands from his hair, taking a moment to reformulate your thoughts. "Let's take this to the bedroom."

"I like the way you think." Lyney got off your lap and stood up, offering you a hand. You took it and stood up slowly before putting your arms around Lyney’s waist. Lyney threw his arms around your neck and started kissing you again, letting you lead the way. Both of you walked slowly and frequently paused your kisses, making sure you didn't bump into anything as you made out.

You kept your lips locked as you stumbled through the doorway of your bedroom. Once you were through, Lyney closed the door behind you before guiding you to the bed, carefully laying your upper body on the mattress, then lifting your legs. Once fully situated, Lyney swung over you and leaned down, kissing you with more fervor than before. When he slipped his tongue into your mouth, you granted it permission and your tongues danced; you only paused when Lyney rubbed his clothed crotch against yours, causing you to moan in his mouth.

Lyney smiled upon the sound. He broke the kiss and raised his upper body to sit himself on your thighs.

"Now. . ." Lyney spoke with a cheeky grin. "What should I do with you?"

You peered downwards. His cock was fully hard, straining against the constraints of his shorts. "For starters, you could take off my boxers."

"Oh?" Lyney's grin widened. He placed a hand on your cheek, rubbing it gently with his thumb. "And why would you want that?"

"Wha-" You paused. You knew this game; Lyney got off on teasing you until you begged for mercy. He would play dumb, claiming that he had no idea what you wanted him to do despite your cock leaking on your stomach and your eyes brimming with tears of desperation. Once you spelled it out for him, he took his sweet time with kisses, love bites, caresses, and sweet nothings before he finally touched, sucked, or fucked you.

Normally, you enjoyed your boyfriend bringing down your walls, giving you pleasure all over your body, showing you how much he loved you. However, today, Lyney's affection hit different; every kiss he placed, you wanted to return. Every sound you made, you wanted to hear from his lips. You desired control of the magician's pleasure; tonight, you wanted to create the magic.

That is, unless Lyney vehemently rejected, in which you would go full stop and re-evaluate every decision you ever made that led you to that situation.

You took Lyney's teasing question as your cue.

"I want my boxers off because I want to fuck you."

“. . .Huh?” Lyney’s expression indicated that he wasn’t sure what he was expecting you to say, but it wasn’t that.

You raised an eyebrow. “You heard me the first time. You drive me absolutely nuts. You flirt with me even when I’m nearly naked making out with you on the couch. You leave so many marks on me that I can’t wear tank tops in public anymore. You make me cum so hard that I nearly pass out.” With Lyney distracted, you grabbed his hips and flipped them over; Lyney gasped, but you kept talking.

“I want to do so many naughty things to you, my prince.” You leaned in close, nearly close enough to kiss. “Will you let me?”

“Sunshine. . .I. . .” It was Lyney’s turn to blush; his eyes flitted to the side. “I thought you liked me being in control.”

“I do, I really do!” You sensed some reluctance from Lyney, one of the last things you want your boyfriend to feel. “But you’ve always been in control, and. . .I want a turn.”

“I see. I didn’t know you wanted that.” Lyney resumed caressing your cheek. “I’ve recently realized that I’m constantly in performance mode. I spend my working days performing for a crowd, and when we’re making love, I find myself wanting to perform for you by making you feel good.”

“You can make me feel good without performing, darling.” You kissed his forehead. “I want to see you let loose.” You felt your cock pulse. “Just saying that out loud turned me on even more.”

“Let loose. . .” Lyney smiled. “If it’s you I’m letting loose with, then yes. I trust you.”

You beamed. “And if you want to stop, we can anytime.”

Lyney nodded. “I understand.” A sparkle returned to his eyes. “Now do naughty things to me, my sunshine.”

Within half a second, your lips crashed into Lyney’s. Lyney placed one hand on your neck, the other on your side. As turned on as both of you were, there was something gentler about you leading the kiss, wanting to relax Lyney’s body as you transitioned to foreplay.

You snaked your hands to the waist of Lyney’s shorts. You paused kissing to ask, “Can I. . .?” Lyney nodded in response. You used both hands to slowly lower his shorts, discarding them off the edge of the bed.

With only underwear on, you could see just how large Lyney’s tent was; you weren’t sure how he had kept his shorts on for as long as he had. You were too turned on to question it, instead teasing the hem of Lyney’s briefs.

“You want this off too, don’t you?”

Lyney’s blush returned. “I need it off.”

You chuckled as you drew down his briefs. “Karma.” As Lyney’s briefs hit the floor, you caught sight of your own erection. “Although I’m not in a position to talk.” You stripped your own underwear, and as it landed on the floor, you moved closer to Lyney’s body, causing your cock to brush against your boyfriend’s.

“Oh,” You gasped. “Now that’s better.”

Lyney moaned softly, rutting his hips upward. You stopped him by placing a hand on his shoulder.

“Darling, I got you.” You lowered your head to his upper jaw, kissing it before whispering, “I’m going to make you feel so-” A kiss right below his ear. “-so-” a kiss adjacent to his ear “-so-” A kiss on his earlobe. “Good.”

Lyney made a combination of a moan and a wail.

“Archons, your moans are so pretty. I want to hear more of them.” You pulled up just enough so you could face Lyney properly. Your hand that was on his shoulder trailed down his chest, his stomach, his barely visible happy trail, then wrapped around both of their cocks.

“Oh!” Lyney’s back arched off the bed. “Please. . .”

“You want me to stroke you, don’t you?” You slowly moved your palm up and down, your hand just wide enough to accompany both cocks. The skin of your hand and Lyney’s dick were soft in different ways, the combined softness adding immense pleasure. Once you found a rhythm, you slowly moved your hips, barely enough to cause friction.

“(Y/N)!” A hand went over Lyney’s mouth. It wasn’t every day that he used your first name.

You took your free hand and removed it from Lyney’s mouth. “You’re so hot when you moan my name.” You rewarded your boyfriend with a kiss. “Perhaps I can make you scream it.”

Lyney looked like he was about to protest, but when you moved your hips in a way where both of your tips brushed against each other, he closed his eyes, threw his head back and moaned.

“Lyney, baby, I love your cock.” You moved your dick so its underside laid against Lyney’s, then moved your hand faster. You rubbed both of your tips with your thumb, causing both of you to moan in unison. If you were having a quickie or calling it an early night, you would have kept going until both of you came. However, you had the whole night ahead of you, so when you felt yourself getting close, you moved your hand away.

Lyney opened his eyes, looked up, and whimpered softly.

“Don’t worry darling, I have plenty in store for you.” You kissed the spot between Lyney’s brows. “All you need to do is lay back and relax.”

“Anything for you, Sunshine.”

You grinned as you started kissing your boyfriend’s neck. You trailed down slowly, kissing every spot to test where he was the most sensitive. Every spot that Lyney reacted to, whether with a gasp of pleasure or titling his neck to give more access, you gave extra attention to. Every spot started with light kisses before progressing into kisses hard enough to leave a bruise.

When you felt that Lyney’s neck was adequately covered, you moved to his chest. You first covered his right side with kisses, then started moving to his left side before pausing. You nuzzled into the spot you stopped at.

“Darling, this is one of my favorite parts of you.”

“. . .My chest?”

You placed his hand where you nuzzled. “I mean your heart.” You rubbed his hand in circles. “It’s warm, tender, and full of love.” You moved your hand to place a wet kiss on it.

“Sunshine. . .” Lyney blushed deeper than ever before, crimson down to his neck.

You couldn’t help but smile; this was the side of Lyney you had been craving to see. Under all the flirting, teasing, and praise, when he lowered his guard, he soaked love like a sponge.

“Are you embarrassed?” You kissed his heart again. “Now you know how you make me feel.”

“It’s. . .not just that.” Lyney peered downwards as much as his position allowed. “You’re really turning me on.”

Your gaze followed Lyney’s, and when you realized that he was looking in the direction of his cock, you lifted yourself enough to look. His cock was leaking with pre-cum, streaming down both sides.

“Is that so?” It took all of your restraint to not touch his cock again. You looked into Lyney’s eyes. “Do you. . .have a praise kink?”

“You spoiling me made me realize that I do.”

“I see. . .” You brought your face back to your boyfriend’s chest. “There are many things I could do with that information, isn’t there?”

“Like what?”

“Guess you’ll have to wait and find out.”

Lyney pouted. “I’ll be patient.”

You chuckled before you continued your kisses, and when you reached the far-left side of his chest, you re-centered yourself and started kissing down his belly.

“Mmmm, your belly is so soft.” You nuzzled right above his belly button. “The only part of your body softer than this is. . .” You took a hand and slid it under Lyney’s ass, squeezing it playfully.

“(Y/N)!” Lyney yelped. He grabbed a pillow and hid his face under it.

“Oh, that’s right. You’re waiting for me to put my cock in you. Is that why me touching your ass is riling you up?”

A muffled hnnnnnn rang from under the pillow.

“I can’t hear you with your face covered, darling.” You kissed his navel, trailing down his happy trail.

Lyney yanked the pillow and placed it down. “But I’m just moaning!”

“Yes, but your moans sound even better when they bounce off the walls.” You kissed his pubic bone, oh so very close to his dick.

“For someone who wants to hear me so bad, you’re doing a great job of teasing me.” Another gush of pre-cum leaked from Lyney’s tip.

“Your cock is pleading to be touched again, I can’t help but tease." Your breath ghosted over Lyney's dick, but you skipped over it, instead planting a kiss on his perineum. " But. . .I have another idea.” You moved so you were between Lyney’s thighs. “I didn’t eat dessert with dinner tonight.” You spread his ass with both hands, getting a marvelous view of his hole. “So. . .I think I’ll help myself to some now.” You leaned in and gave it an experimental lick.

“(Y/N)!” Lyney’s shriek rang in your ears.

"What?" You jerked your head up. "Are you okay?"

"I. . .yeah." Lyney smiled sheepishly as he met your gaze. "More than okay, actually."

"Oh. So. . .that felt good? That scream could have signaled either way."

"It did, don't worry. Please. . .keep eating me out." Lyney's infamous blush returned as he spread his legs wider.

"Anything for you, my prince."

You gave Lyney's hole another lick, and was met with a hearty moan. You increased the speed and vigor of your licks, and it didn't take long for Lyney to tangle his fingers in your hair, gently pushing your head closer to his ass. You gently breached Lyney's hole with your tongue, and as you slid what you could in, Lyney's moans echoed throughout the room, making sounds you didn't know a person could make. The sounds made you indescribably horny, and once you were swirling your tongue inside, you started losing some of your composure; you used one hand to grab your cock and stroke it slowly, using the other to keep his ass open.

As much as you were enjoying this, you both wanted to make love to your boyfriend even more. You stopped touching yourself as you slowed your licks, and upon returning to your original pace, you slid out your tongue, gave his hole a few more licks, then kissed it in praise.

You reached an arm out. "Lyney, pass me the lube."

"I got you." Lyney grabbed the lube sitting on the bedside table and put it in your hand.

You opened the bottle and poured lube onto your fingers. "I'm going to be as gentle as I can be. If it hurts, even a little bit, please tell me."

"Of course, Sunshine."

You took your index finger and slowly slid it up Lyney's hole. His breath hitched, but he exhaled seconds later.

"How does that feel?"

"The lube is cold, but. . .it feels nice. Your tongue opened my hole quite a bit, you know."

"Oh, I didn't even think of that." You moved your index finger both vertically and horizontally with little resistance. "Can I put in another?"

"Yes." Lyney's pitch rose with desperation.

You drew out your index finger and added your middle finger, pushing in both to the first knuckle. When your fingers were met with little resistance, you pushed them into the second knuckle. You scissored your fingers, which Lyney responded to by rolling his hips downward.

"Mmm, you really want my cock inside you, don't you?"

"(Y/N). . ." Your name left his lips as a whine. "I really. . .really. . .need it. . ."

"I know, doll, you're doing so good." You kissed his inner thigh. "I need to stretch you a little more, and then I'll fuck you silly, I promise."

Lyney whined louder, looking like he was about to protest, but decided against it.

After a couple minutes of scissoring and fitting the entirety of your two fingers, you drew them out and added your ring finger. You were met with the most resistance so far, so you kept your fingers still.

"Oh, you feel so tight," you cooed. "To think this is how you'll feel around my cock. . ."

"(Y/N), please!" Lyney squeaked, his voice full of arousal.

Realizing how patient your boyfriend was being, you used your free hand to caress his thigh. "I'm almost there, doll. Just a little deeper. . ." You pushed all three fingers into the second knuckle. You were careful not to move them too much, not only to avoid hurting your boyfriend, but because you didn't want to hit his sweet spot too soon.

Meanwhile, you felt your cock dripping onto your stomach, and it took every fiber of your being to finish prepping him without touching yourself. Once you pushed your fingers somewhat past the second knuckle, you felt that was enough. You removed your fingers quickly; Lyney whined at the sudden loss of contact. You pulled yourself up so you were facing Lyney, taking your cock and lining it to his hole.

"You ready for me to make love to you, baby?"

"Fuck yes."

Without missing a beat, you pushed the head of your cock inside. Lyney exhaled a sigh of relief, tipping his head back. His entire body relaxing, you pushed deeper; you gasped upon the heat and tightness enveloping your dick. After a few seconds of processing the pleasure, you pushed further, stopping when your cock was around halfway inside.

You kissed Lyney softly. "How does that feel?"

"Good, so good. Like your cock was made for my ass."

A wave of arousal washed over you. "Archons, I want you so bad. Can I. . .go deeper?"

"Yes, slowly. I'll tell you. . .when to move."

You pushed deeper as slow as you could manage, and once your entire dick was inside, you froze in place. As you waited for Lyney's go ahead, you peppered his cheeks and jaw with kisses, anything to distract you from his clenching heat.

A minute later, Lyney whispered, "Move, please."

You drew your cock partway out, then thrust it back in. Your first few thrusts were slow and shallow, but when Lyney moaned in pleasure with every thrust, you decided to go a little faster. Not fast enough, because Lyney started thrusting his hips downwards once more.

"You want me to go faster, baby?" you cooed.

"Yeahnnnnngghhh."

Something about that moan went straight to your dick. You snapped your hips and picked up the pace, bottoming out. Lyney's walls clenched around you like his life depended on it, causing you to moan with the same intensity. The room filled with the sounds of your voices and skin slapping on skin; as hot as those sounds were, the sight in front of you was truly one to behold.

Lyney laid on the bed, hair splayed out, face and neck rosy, eyelids heavy, and mouth agape as sinful sounds spilled from it. Your heart twinged; you could barely believe you could love someone this much, make someone feel such ecstasy. His arms splayed to his sides, you took one of his hands and slid your fingers into his.

Lyney opened his eyes, peering to where his and your hand were interlocked. He took his free hand, pushed your head closer, and kissed you. You returned the kiss, and you two started making out again, moaning into your kisses.

"Ah. . .you're so cute, Lyney," you muttered on his lips. He responded by squeezing your hand, then lifting his legs and wrapping them around your waist. The extra pressure caused your balls to touch his ass, and with the amount of stimulation, you could have cum right then. However, you weren't ready for that yet; you wanted your lover to cum first.

You slowed your thrusts to postpone your orgasm, then took your free hand to grab Lyney's ass and push it closer to your dick. In the process, you changed the angle of your thrusts, an angle that hit right on Lyney's prostate.

“(Y/N!)”

You stopped in your tracks. "Oh?"

"There, (Y/N)! Fuck me right there!"

You let go of Lyney's hand to use both hands to bring his ass closer, then resumed pounding into his sweet spot as you buried your face into your boyfriend's neck. Lyney screamed with each thrust, pressing his legs deeper into your waist. He wrapped both arms around you, nails digging into your back. His hole tightened in the rhythm of your thrusts, causing you to moan into the curve of his neck. You felt so goddamn hot yet soft, and had your bodies allowed it, you would be making love to your boyfriend for eternity.

However, both of your bodies were yearning for orgasm. You felt yourself getting close, and with Lyney's screams getting louder, he wasn't far behind.

"Lyney, my prince, I'm. . .going to cum." Your hands moved from his ass to his hips, gripping them tightly.

"Ah, (Y/N)! I. . .need. . ." The magician whimpered, attempting to move his hips under your touch.

You looked down and saw his abandoned weeping cock. "You need me to touch you?"

Lyney nodded vigorously.

"Like I could say no to that." You took your dominant hand and stroked his cock, and as you pressed against his prostate, you whispered in his ear, "Cum with me."

Lyney wailed as his orgasm hit. He came hard, spurting cum shots all over his cock, navel, and torso, all while his hole milked your dick for all it was worth. Your orgasm immediately followed; you came deep inside Lyney, filling his hole to the brim. Lyney's cocked twitched as he finished cumming, and once you felt your orgasm coming down, you collapsed on to your boyfriend.

Both of you laid there in silence, catching your breath. After what felt like ages, you lifted your head from Lyney's neck. You were met with Lyney smiling, caressing your cheek with his thumb.

". . .Damn," you said. "That was. . .some of the best sex we've ever had."

"I agree," Lyney said. "I should let you be in control more often."

"That can be arranged. . ." You wiggled your eyebrows. ". . .for another time." You carefully pulled out of Lyney; he whined softly at the overstimulation. "Let me clean you up."

You climbed out of bed and went to the bathroom. You took a washcloth from under the sink, rinsed it with a small amount of water, then returned to the bedroom. You first rubbed off the sweat around Lyney's face, neck, and chest. You then wiped the semen from his torso and navel. When cleaning his dick and ass, you were extra delicate as you prodded them dry. You used the other side of the washcloth to clean off your own dick, then tossed it into the laundry basket. You returned to the bed, lifted the covers, slid underneath them, and turned to your side. Lyney followed suit, snuggling into your chest.

You wrapped your arms around Lyney and kissed the top of his head. "Did you have fun?"

"Yeah. I had a lot of fun. But. . .” He flushed again. “I feel you leaking out of me.”

“Oh.” You flushed too. “I tried cleaning up the best I could.”

“Don’t worry about it, I enjoy the feeling.” He kissed your cheek. “I must say, my flirting must have rubbed off on you."

You chuckled. "Probably." You caressed Lyney's hair, twirling a strand on your finger. Lyney planted soft kisses on your chest, eventually drifting to your heart.

"(Y/N)?"

"Yes, darling?"

Lyney placed a long, soft kiss on your heart. "I love you."

"Lyney. . ." Tears pricked the back of your eyes. "I love you too."

You and Lyney drifted to sleep with him in your arms and his ear against your beating heart.

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