Reece moaned around him and gave a firm suckle, wrapping a hand around Nick and slowly pulling his foreskin down. Nick let out a sigh of pleasure, resting a hand atop Reece’s head and gently combing through his hair. Even with bedhead, he didn’t have a single tangle, the blond strands silky soft and healthy.
“I didn’t get to suck it last night,” Reece said, pressing a kiss to the tip and then sucking on it before adding, “But I can’t send you off without it.”
“Damn right you can’t.”
He’d miss that beautiful mouth. Nick had never been with anyone who bothered to get to know his body, who happened to know exactly what he liked and use that information to pleasure him beyond his wildest dreams.
Reece sucking on him didn’t feel like needless foreplay. Not an attempt to get him hard, but with a genuine desire to pleasure Nick.
It only made it a million times better considering Reece got off on it. He loved sucking Nick’s cock, and had come more than once from making Nick come with his mouth. Nick could lie still and let Reece suck on him forever, and always loved when he only used his mouth and really could take his time. Now though, Reece used his hand to stroke the length of him, mouth focused on the first few inches. His other hand cradled and fondled Nick’s balls, Reece working Nick up so effortlessly that it should’ve been embarrassing, but the only thing Nick felt was pure pleasure.
Normally, Reece would take his time more, but this time he seemed keen on making Nick come soon, and Nick didn’t want it to end. When he got close, muscles taut and breathing heavy, he tugged on Reece’s hair, gently attempting to pull him away, but Reece didn’t oblige, keeping his mouth on Nick. With Nick having been on the verge before attempting to pull him off, Reece doubling his efforts made it impossible for Nick to hold on even a moment more.
“Fuck, I’m comin’.”
By the time Reece’s mouth sucked its way off of him, Nick’s breathing was already starting to settle. His eyes didn’t want toopen. All he wanted was to pull Reece against him and finger him until he came.
“C’mere,” he grumbled, reaching a hand out for Reece, but Reece didn’t take it. He kissed Nick’s hand instead and then crawled out of bed.
“Can’t. I snoozed your alarm… You have to get up.”
Goddammit.
It was too soon. Nick wasn’t ready. He wasn’t done with Reece.
“Don’t worry about me,” Reece said, softer, and with a smile. “I’m gonna start the shower for you.”
He was gone before Nick could argue. Barely recovered from Reece sucking his orgasm out of him, Nick sat up slowly and rubbed his hand over his face and head. Frustration was already bubbling up, but Nick got to his feet to ignore it and trailed after Reece, who was leaning partly into the shower to test the water. When he heard Nick, he turned and smiled.
“The water’s good…” His eyes trailed down Nick’s naked body, pale cheeks turning rosier the further down they went. “G-go ahead. I’ll get your flight bag ready.”
“Fuck that.” Nick grabbed Reece by the wrist and pulled him into the shower with him. “You avoidin’ me?”
“Huh? No!” Reece shook his head, brows furrowed as he stared into Nick’s eyes, seeming so much smaller than he was all of a sudden. “I just don’t want you to forget anything…”
“I won’t.”
Nick shifted Reece so that the water was raining on him from the shoulders down, both hands sliding around his waist and over his ass. Reece’s plug was still nestled there, so Nick grabbed the end and tugged, but Reece shifted his hips so he was forced to let go.
“No,” he whined, holding onto Nick’s forearms. “It’ll leak out.”
“C’mon, Ree. Can’t keep it forever… Wouldn’t you rather come?” Nick knew how much Reece liked to be fingered and fucked, much preferring his ass played with over his cock. Always such a fucking turn on.
“Not forever,” he whispered, turning his head with his eyes closed tight. He was so cute when he was stressed. Nick leaned in and flicked his tongue across Reece’s silver hoop earring in his lobe. “Just unt-til later…”
“So you want me to play with your little cock instead?”
“D-don’t call it that,” Reece groaned, trying to get his ear away from Nick, but Nick’s mouth just followed.
“Ah—my bad. Yourprettylittle cock. Better?”
Reece bit down on his lower lip, holding his breath as Nick’s fingers played over his dick. It really was pretty. Nick supposed everything about Reece was pretty when he really thought about it.
“Wanna come like this, Kitten? Or do you want my mouth on you?”
“Oh God, no…” He shook his head, swallowing between heavy breaths.
“Yeah, I think so.”
