“Come on my dick, Kitten,” Nick said through clenched teeth, and Reece was already ahead of him, already choking on air and clawing at Nick’s arm as he came, tears in his eyes, a streak of his cum landing in his own mouth and startling him.
“Agh!” He poked out his tongue, still shaken from his orgasm, from Nick filling him up, but not knowing what to do with his own cum on his tongue.
“That’s not the face you make when you taste me,” Nick said with a dark chuckle, and Reece gasped when he leaned in and swiped his tongue across Reece’s, collecting the little bit of cum. It was a quick lick that stunned Reece, forcing him to swallow and gasp, his heart pounding.
“You sneak!” Reece suddenly felt so hot he thought he’d melt on the bed. It was almost a kiss, so close it had him whining. Reece wanted his kisses and knew that quick lick wasn’t the same, but it sent a thrill through him that kept him hard, made him clench tight around Nick and draw a moan out of him. “S-stop teasing and f—”
Nick pulled his hips back and slammed in, fast and deep, stealing Reece’s words, his thoughts, his breath. Reece couldn’t move with him, not with Nick resting a hand on his chest, holding him still enough to be fucked hard. So hard that Reece could only hold on and take it. Each thrust was measured, even with Reece reeling he could feel the couple of seconds between each one, paced them by his own breaths that he dragged in each time. Nick wasn’t rushing, but with him so hard inside of Reece, every motion calculated and hitting him in all the right places, Reece knew it wouldn’t be long before they were both writhing in bliss.
“Feel good, Kitten?”
So good.
“Hm?”
How Nick expected Reece to speak when he couldn’t focus on anything beyond that constant in and out, the pull and push of Nick’s powerful thrusts, the thick girth of him splitting Reece open in the best way over and over, Reece didn’t know.
His moans had to speak for him, but Nick urged him again, slowing his hips and circling them, the drastic shift in motion so sudden it had Reece’s whole body trying to come up off the bed, but Nick held him down, the hand on his chest sliding up to his throat. Reece was so close he wanted to cry. His eyes were already wet.
“I didn’t hear you,” Nick said, long fingers squeezing gently before ghosting over his cheek and then his mouth.
“Feels good,” Reece slurred, and might’ve blushed from how much of a mess he sounded if he wasn’t already flushed red and too hot to function properly.
“Yeah?”
Reece’s eyes were closed, but he could hear Nick’s grin, so he peeled his eyes open to get a good look at it, to commit it to his memory as he had every single smile that Nick ever offered him, no matter how smug. Reece loved them all.
“How good?”
“So good,” Reece breathed, holding both arms out for Nick and quickly wrapping them around him when he laid over Reece like he wanted.
Cradling Nick’s head in his arms, Reece moaned freely into Nick’s ear as Nick drove his cock into him. One of Nick’s arms slid under Reece, and with Nick still deep inside, he was dragged to the center of the bed. Reece hooked his legs around Nick, both of them holding onto one another, bodies working in tandem to get them closer and closer. And when they were teetering on the edge of euphoria as one, they finally slowed, savoring each stroke, each touch, until they were both spent and boneless.
When Nick pulled out and rolled over, Reece also rolled onto his front, groaning as he dragged his knees up. He arched his back with his ass in the air, whining as Nick’s cum leaked out, seeping down his balls.
“Nicky,” he called, holding a hand to his hole to try and keep the rest in. “Get my bag, hurry…” His legs were trembling, he was barely conscious, but he needed Nick’s cum.
“What d’ya need your bag for? I’ll clean you u—”
“No. Want my plug.”
Nick grinned and slapped Reece on the ass before hopping out of bed. At least one of them could still use their legs properly. Reece smiled tiredly and waited for him to return with the bag, pulling the plug out of it before dropping the bag on the floor.
“You’re so fuckin’ cute when you’re being a slut for my cum,” he said as he sat on the bed, swatting Reece’s hands away and using the plug to slide some of the leaked cum back to and then into his hole before popping the plug in.
“Thank you,” Reece sighed, grinning with closed eyes as he was smacked on the ass again.
Nick cleaned them both up before they finally settled into bed together, Reece curled up to Nick, who was on his back. The spot just between his shoulder and chest was Reece’s favorite place. His forehead was pressed against Nick’s jaw, one arm tucked between them, his other curled over Nick, fingertips dancing across Nick’s cheek and scalp. It was heaven.
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Chapter 12 - Nick
Something hot and wet and heavenly on Nick’s cock is what pulled him from sleep. Familiar. Kisses. Slow, suckling kisses along the shaft and the tip. The swipe of a tongue around the excess skin, teasing the tip hidden inside.
Nick was awake and hard in an instant, tearing the sheet off of him to reveal Reece’s sleep-mussed hair and that heaven-sent mouth on his cock. Nick didn’t know what time it was, if it was the middle of the night, or already morning. It didn’t matter.
“Hungry, Kitten?”
