“So… We could…do it again?” Sky gave the hair on Mason’s chest an appreciative pet before his hand trailed lower to the edge of the duvet. Sky lifted it and peeked and his eyes widened. Mason was already gloriously hard and his cock twitched invitingly as Sky stared at it. Everything had happened so quickly in the Reflection Room and Mason had taken charge the night before so Sky had yet to do any exploring of his own. He was suddenly glad he had a chance to rectify that. “Now?”
“If you want, or we could just hang out like this until you’re hungry, if you aren’t feeling up to it,” Mason suggested helpfully. “Last night was a little…intense.”
Sky shook his head, his gaze still locked on its target. Yes, Sky was sore in strange and shameful places, but he wasn’t dead. “I want to do it again, and then I wantthisdad to make me pancakes and bacon.”
“Whatever you want, Sky. Just ask and I’ll give it to you.” Mason kicked the duvet away and started to reach for Sky but he stopped him.
“My turn!” he said excitedly as he rose and straddled Mason, then stole a quick kiss before bounding from the bed. “After I pee. Be right back!” His bladder had woken up and was threatening to explode. The momentary euphoria from the relief made Sky do one of his little hops and he did a few more as he quickly washed up and brushed his teeth. Super minty toothpastesand morning sex never failed to lift his spirits and make him feel like he was about to float. “I’m back!” he announced when he leaped onto the bed and into Mason’s arms.
“I missed you.”
“That’s stupid. I was gone for two minutes,” Sky said as he settled over Mason and nuzzled his jaw. He liked the way Mason’s beard abraded his lips and cheek and the smell of whatever he had put in it. “So nice.” He hummed happily as he shifted lower and rubbed his face all over the hair on Mason’s chest. “I love when guys are furry.”
“I’ll keep that in mind,” Mason rumbled, spreading his legs to make room for Sky.
Sky wasn’t finished with Mason’s chest and wound the tip of his tongue around his nipple, making him buck and swear.
“You like that.” Sky nibbled with his front teeth as his thumb strummed the other nipple.
“Like it a lot,” Mason answered in a strained whimper. “I don’t know if I can be cool while you’re touching me,” he admitted shakily.
“Fine. Don’t be cool, but you’re gonna have to deal with it. I owe you for all the times you’ve scrambled my brain and made me drool like a puppy.”
Mason arched and gasped when Sky sucked hard on the pebbled nub. “Fuck! Okay!”
Nope. We are not okay.
Maybe Mason hadn’t gotten the memo or failed to appreciate the gravity of the situation they were in because it hadn’t happened tohimyet. But Sky wasn’t leaving that bed until Mason had the Sonic rings knocked out of him. They hadn’t discussed what Mason was into or wherehisboundaries were. That was fine because Sky was about to find out and do some damage of his own.
“I was obviously off my game at Lance’s funeral and I let you fold me like a basket of laundry last night, but I’m done playing nice.” He dove into Mason’s armpit, inhaling deeply and lapping. There was a hint of soap and the salty tang of sweat but there was also a faint whiff of musk that was only found in a man’s pit that drove Sky wild. He bit, licked, and sucked hard as he made his way down Mason’s torso, unconcerned about any marks he might leave.
“Sky!” Mason yelped when his thigh was bitten and scratched, but Sky growled in delight as he dragged his tongue all over one, and then the other.
“I’ve waited almost twenty years to get my hands on these thighs and this ass, Mase. Do you know how unfair it was, watching you draggin’ this hockey wagon for all those years? I was a helpless, horny teenager, and you would wear the shortest shorts and swim trunks…” Sky shook his head and glared at him. “You obliterated every other man on the planet the moment I hit puberty. I didn’t stand a chance.”
“Sorry about that,” Mason said but Sky could tell by the way he smiled that he wasn’t the least bit sorry.
“You will be,” he drawled, and his gaze dropped to Mason’s hard-on. “Hey there, big guy,” he crooned as he leaned in and kissed the head loudly. “I’ll be back in a bit, I just want to say hi to your friends,” he whispered before wiggling lower and cupping Mason’s sac and nuzzling it.
“I already love you,” he told it, making Mason laugh. It was quickly replaced with a yelp, and Mason moaned as Sky licked and sucked on one of his balls. They were large and heavy. Sky enjoyed Mason’s tiny swears and gasps as he worshiped them.
“So, so good…” Sky babbled and spread Mason’s thighs wider. He angled his head and licked into the cleft of Mason’s ass but stopped when he arched and his entire body locked. “No ass play?” he guessed but Mason shook his head.
“You can if you want. I don’t usually… But it’s okay if you want to,” he added through clenched teeth.
“Not if you don’t and don’t confuse me,” Sky answered sternly. “I want to wreck you in therightway. It’s cool if this isn’t your thing.”
“It might be,” Mason answered with a nervous wince. “I’ve never really liked being…penetrated,” he choked out and covered his face as it turned red. “I’m usually the one that does those things, but I might like it if it’s you.”
“Bottoms can be lazy sometimes,” Sky confirmed with a dramatic sigh. “Especially when a top walks in and promises to crack their back and cure their depression. But if you’re a top, you’re a top, Mase. Don’t pretend you don’t mind or like something for me. That’s confusing and I don’t want to pretend that I like topping so you don’t think I’m inconsiderate or don’t know what I’m doing.”
“You’re right. I’m sorry.” Mason was smiling as he peeked between his fingers. “I’ll be more direct about that from now on.”
Sky bowed his head appreciatively. “Thank you. What about rimming?”
“That would probably be fine… No one’s ever really done that to me, aside from the first time, but I was way more excited about doing it to him. It’s still my favorite thing.”
Sky rolled his eyes and made an irritated sound. “We all get it, you’re the perfect man in every way.”
