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Careful to step lightly, Ian padded over to Alek’s side and sank to his knees. He laid his head on Alek’s stomach.
Alek pulled the shirt from his face and looked down. “Can I help you?”
Ian lifted his head and shook it, then pushed the hem of Alek’s shirt up and tugged his sweatpants down low enough to kiss below his belly button.
Alek’s eyes darkened. “I won’t tolerate any more teasing.”
“I’m not teasing. Promise.”
With fingers that trembled, not with fear, but anticipation, Ian pulled Alek’s sweatpants off and tossed them aside. Alek’s dick pointed in an arrow over his abs where his shirt had shifted up. He was perfect.
“Turn over to your stomach,” Ian said and helped Alek into position, making sure his casted arm didn’t get trapped underneath him.
Ian straddled Alek and planted kisses down his spine, then sucked a hickey over each of the twin dimples on his lower back. He rubbed his thumb over one of the marks.
Before they broke up, Alek would demand Ian leave bite marks, hickeys, and bruises on his skin. “I want something to remember you by,” Alek would say, like he needed visual proof that Ian had been there.
Alek looked over his shoulder with eyes glazed by lust. Moving lower, Ian gripped Alek’s hips, dropped his mouth to Alek’s tailbone, and kissed.
“Please,” Alek said. “I need more.”
Ian’s mind went blank as he melted into ardent compliance. He kneeled behind Alek and parted his cheeks with his thumbs, then licked a long path from the base of his balls to his entrance. Ordinarily, Ian would take his time teasing, but that was the last thing Alek needed, so he traced just one circle around Alek’s rim, then hardened his tongue and pushed it inside.
“Oh, fuck,” Alek said, his body sagging into Ian’s hands.
Ian hummed lowly and fucked his tongue into Alek with debauched enthusiasm. Without even meaning to, Ian found himself thrusting against thin air as he devoured him.
It was only when Alek started begging in an accent so thick, Ian wasn’t even sure it was English, that he realized he was probably tormenting Alek with only a tongue in his ass and no way to reach his dick. Ian lifted his head, drawing out a mewl of protest from Alek that turned into a gasp of anticipation when Ian spat into his hand.
Ian hooked his arm under Alek’s stomach and jerked him onto his knees just enough to take his dick in hand. Now Ian was certain Alek wasn’t speaking English. A steady litany of unintelligible words mixed withEbasiF-bombs spilled from his lips.
“Alek, you’re not speaking English,” Ian gently reminded.
“Take it as a compliment,” Alek gasped in English.
“Or a challenge. Let’s see if I can do it again.” Ian slicked up his fingers with spit and rubbed the outside of Alek’s hole.
Alek stilled.
“No words?” Ian teased. “I’ll take that as a compliment too.”
He pushed a single finger inside. Alek’s prostate was swollen in arousal and Ian massaged it softly.
Alek groaned, his entire body tightening around Ian’s finger.
Ian groaned too as a fresh gush of precome wet the inside of his pants where his dick already strained painfully against the zipper.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Alek gasped in cadence with Ian’s hand up and down his cock.
Ian spat onto the spot where his finger disappeared inside and added a second finger. He was watching Alek so closely for any sign of pain that he saw Alek’s orgasm coming before it hit him.
“Come now, love,” Ian said. “Make my dick jealous of my fingers.”
Ian tightened his grip on Alek’s cock and focused his fingers on his prostate. Alek exploded with a guttural moan and a spurt of come over Ian’s fist.
That one sound of ecstasy was like a record scratching. Night after night of listening to Alek fuck through the walls came roaring back with a stab of betrayal.It wasn’t real, he reminded himself, but it was no use. His dick instantly deflated. It was like a switch had turned off and Ian wanted to get as far away from Alek as he could, but he couldn’t do that either.
Alek collapsed onto the ground. The bones in his back rose and fell beneath his sweat-slicked skin like the flapping wings of a fledgling bird. His dark eyelashes smashed together against the apples of his cheeks. It had been a long time since Ian had left Alek in a sex-sated heap.
