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My blood simmers when I sit up, grabbing his arms to rotate our positions until he’s the one on the upper steps. “I got you, baby. Bend forward.”

He obeys, resting his elbows on the step above him. Lifting his shirt, I kiss down his spine, pausing when I get to his ass. Glancing up, I catch him watching me over his shoulder in a daze.

My gaze drops down to his hole when I spread his cheeks, and it clenches under my stare. It’s adorably pink, with the slightest dusting of blond hair. I didn’t get a chance to look at it before, but now I take my fill, wanting to see everything there is to see.

After a few silent seconds, it clenches again, and Matty lets out a shaky breath.

“W-why are you just staring at my asshole?”

“Because it’s cute,” I answer, smirking when he grimaces. “Yes, Matty, your asshole is cute. Now let me taste it.”

“Wait, what?”

Without giving myself too much time to think, I dive in face first, running my tongue up his crease.

He lets out a strangled shout, dropping his head to the stairs when I lick over his pucker, his hips bucking forward.

“Fuck, Xed, do that again, please?”

Giving him what he wants, I lap at his hole, loving the way he starts to grind against the stairs, back muscles rippling. Feral noises claw up his throat, whimpers and whines that spur me on, his taste on my tongue better than I’d ever imagined.

Because it’s him. My Matty, my big guy, my best fucking friend. The love of my life.

“I’m gonna…fuck, Xed, I’m going to come,” he mumbles, rubbing himself against the carpet.

For a split second, I debate letting him make a mess, but stairs are hard as fuck to clean, and he wants us closer. At the last second, I lift my head, grabbing his hips. “Flip over so I can suck you.”

He grunts, turning around to face me, his cock hard and leaking. I wrap my lips around it, meeting Matty’s blown-out gaze as I take him as far as I can manage, gagging when he hits my tonsils.

“Holy fuck,” he groans, cradling my head when I hollow my cheeks. “Your mouth is so soft.”

His legs start to shake right before salty bitterness floods my mouth, his thick cum layering my tongue. Gripping my jaw hard, he thrusts his hips through the orgasm, throwing his head back as he drains himself dry.

Once finished, he collapses onto the stairs, skin flushed and glowing. With his release still on my tongue, I press a palm to his chest, gesturing for him to lean back as I take one of his legs and throw it over my shoulder.

Gripping my cock, I spit his cum onto it, slicking myself up before positioning myself at his softened hole. “This okay?”

He nods frantically, reaching for me as he spreads his thick thighs wider. “Please, Ducky. Just want to be together.”

“We’re always together, big guy. Forever.”

His breath catches, and just before I push inside, I catch the way his eyes water with tears before he blinks them away.

“Forever,” he agrees, leaning up to capture a kiss.

As our lips melt together, I slowly thrust forward, pausing when I feel some resistance. Giving him time to adjust, we kiss slowly, for once feeling like we have all the time in the world. After a few moments, his body lets me in, and I sink into him until my hips meet his ass, groaning at how good he feels.

Moving in and out slowly, I drop my gaze to where we’re connected, watching his hole stretch around my girth. My chest tightens, my throat clogging with emotions I swallow down as I witness us become as close as two people can ever get.

Someone’s phone buzzes at the bottom of the stairs, but I ignore it. My eyes clash with Matty’s when I see him watching me, lips swollen and red. Keeping our gazes locked, I wrap my fingers around his cock, gripping it possessively.

He whimpers, cupping the back of my neck, never breaking our wavelength.

I love you.

I love you, too.

I’m sorry.