Chapters (23)
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Epilogue
- Chapter One
Rory’s mind went back to the fridge when he was a child. Covered in pictures of butterflies and unicorns from Erica, then his questionable squiggles.
“Most probably.”
Sebastian laughed. “Shouldn’t have torn it up, although I guess it looked better as confetti…”
“Bastard.”
Rory tried to struggle free, but Sebastian didn’t give him up. Rory turned his head back, and felt stubble on his nose, the curve of a jaw dipping into a throat. He took a deep breath of Sebastian’s scent, and his stomach fluttered.
“Did you sniff me?”
“No.”
Sebastian ducked and pressed his nose close to Rory’s neck. “You smell good, too.”
“I didn’t say you smelled good.”
“I better have a shower then, want to join me?”
Rory shivered at the suggestive tone. “No, I’m all right.”
Sebastian rested his lips against Rory’s ear, and whispered in a husky tone, “Wanna play chess?”
Rory shivered in Sebastian’s arms, and his heart picked up the pace. He licked his lips, then shook his head.
“N—not right now.”
“Later then…”
****
Rory woke up already aching hard. He heard the twisting of the tub opening, and closing repeatedly, Sebastian below him, toying with him, and he’d had enough. He slipped his legs over the side of the bed and dropped down.
“Stop, just stop.”
He kneeled in front of the bed, barely able to make Sebastian out in the dark.
“Sorry, did I wake you?”
“You know you wake me, you do it every time, you do it on purpose, and it’s driving me mad.”
“Driving you mad, or making you horny?”
“Mad, and horny, and madly horny.”
Sebastian laughed, “Then what you gonna do about it?”
“I’m gonna ask for your cock.”
“And what if I say no?”
Rory whined. “I’ll probably cry.”
“You like being dramatic, don’t you?”
“And you like to tease me.”
“Like? I love to tease you, Rory.”
Sebastian lifted the sheet off, then swung his legs off the bed and put his feet on the floor, a leg either side of Rory.
He couldn’t see his erection in the dark, but he could feel the heat, could practically smell Sebastian’s arousal.
“Is this what you want?”
Rory bobbed his head. “Yes, you know it is.”
“Then take it.”
Rory grabbed him roughly, and Sebastian gasped, then laughed. “Someone’s eager.”
“Shut up.”
He gripped Sebastian’s length, and guided him deep into his mouth.
He let Sebastian’s cock fill him, until his nose was nestled in the hair at the base.
Sebastian moaned, and clutched Rory’s hair.
“What a hot little mouth…”
Rory drew back, not letting Sebastian go completely, but sealing the head of his cock between his lips. He sucked in leisurely pulses, loving the taste of Sebastian on his tongue.
“Wait.”
Rory pulled off immediately and sat back on his heels. “What’s wrong?”
“Shuffle along a bit.”