He pulled back, frowning. Felix whined, straining to kiss him again. Then a third finger slid into him, and Felix groaned in appreciation.
Jacob’s frown eased. He was watching Felix for a reaction, Felix realized. He didn’t want to hurt him.
He’s going to make someone a really good dom someday, Felix thought. Which was something he absolutely couldn’t deal with, so he lurched up and bit Jacob’s lip.
Jacob huffed a laugh. “Jesus, Mess.”
“Tie me up,” Felix begged. “I can’t do it, man. I want to touch you so bad. I need something holding me down.”
Jacob muttered something unintelligible and sat up. Felix watched in shock as Jacob unbuttoned his shirt and stripped it off, looping it carefully around Felix’s wrists and then to the crappy headboard.
“Yourshirt?” Felix gasped, hardly having to fake being scandalized. “Jacob! Thecreases!”
“Yeah, yeah,” Jacob said. “How’s your hand?”
Felix flexed his bandaged hand. “It’s fine,Mom.”
“Don’t call meMomright now, man.”
There was the smallest bead of sweat on Jacob’s collarbone. It made Felix think back to the time they went to the beach injunior year. After Felix had finally talked Jacob into going into the ocean, they’d emerged covered in salt and sand. Felix had been struck by a single drop of seawater on Jacob’s throat. He’d wanted to lick it off so much he clenched his teeth hard enough to snap his retainer.
Felix arched up against his restraints and licked Jacob’s collarbone.
“You’re so weird,” Jacob said, grabbing Felix by the hair. “What’s that for?”
“You’re just really hot,” Felix said honestly. With an air of sarcasm, sure, buthonestly. He said a lot of things sarcastically that he meant with his whole heart. It was the only way he could tell the truth sometimes.
Jacob’s expression flickered, like he wasn’t sure if Felix was joking or not. “So are you,” he said in a rush. “You’re really beautiful, Mess.”
Felix laughed uncomfortably. “You don’t have to compliment me, dude. I’m literally under you.”
“That wasn’t a compliment,” Jacob said flatly. “It was a fact. You know you’re gorgeous, dumbass. Are you going to say I’m in charge or not?”
Felix opened his mouth to answer, but Jacob chose that moment to start grinding against his prostate again and his defiance dissolved in a needy moan.
“God,” Jacob muttered. He kissed Felix again, hard and messy, opening his fingers so Felix stretched around him.
Felix could feel his orgasm building alarmingly fast. He bucked up against Jacob, trying to get friction, trying to get the fingers deeper. “I’m ready,” he said. “Fuck me already.”
Jacob said nothing. He increased his pace, his fingers fluttering against that sweet spot so fast Felix gasped.
“Seriously,” Felix managed, his cock dripping pre-come against his stomach. “Y-you gotta get in me or this show will be over before you can get onstage.”
“Yeah? You want to get fucked?”
“If you don’t get inside me right now I’ll bite you again.”
Jacob laughed. Then he took Felix’s chin, squeezing just enough to make Felix groan. “Say I’m in charge,” he said.
Felix couldn’t take it. This was straight out of his fantasies, even if it was going to wreck him emotionally. He ground up against Jacob, ignoring how rough Jacob’s jeans were against his naked cock.
“You’re in charge,” he slurred, his cheeks squished in Jacob’s grip. “Please, Jacob.”
Jacob’s eyes gleamed. Victorious, like all those times he successfully pinned him during an argument-turned-wrestling match. Did it mean the same for him, Felix wondered? Had their wrestling ignited a spark inside him that he didn’t recognize until later? He hoped so. He hoped he had awakened Jacob, just as Jacob had awakened him. He hoped Jacob thought about it every time he pinned some other lucky boy down, echoes of Felix in every boy Jacob had for the rest of his life.
Jacob got a condom out of the nightstand. Then he shucked his jeans and boxers, hopping on one foot and cursing in a way that should have made Felix laugh, but just made him all the more aware of what they were doing. His heart was pounding like he was a virgin all over again.
Jacob put the condom on with shaky hands.
