Desmond followed him to the floor. He held Shaun’s hip and moved his thumb lightly over the smooth, pale skin as Shaun bent over.
“Can I kiss you first?” He’d never fucked someone he hadn’t kissed.
Shaun spat into his hand and pushed two fingers into himself. Desmond leaned back to watch. Shaun looked slick and ready and Desmond realized that he’d been doing way more than just jacking off at his desk. Was there even a place over there to hide lube?
“What, and buy me flowers?”
“I just…”
“Maybe in the morning,” Shaun said drily. “Right now, what I really need is for you to fuck me.”
“Alright! Jesus.” Desmond rolled the condom on, his hands shaking. If he thought about it too much, he might not be able to do it. Because this was Shaun and they were naked and hard and what in the hell was he thinking? He tried to ease in, pushing slowly, but Shaun was so tight that he couldn’t stop a small thrust and a sharp breath.
Shaun made an impatient sound.
“Do you even know what you’re doing?” he asked condescendingly.
“Yeah, I’m trying to…” To what? Not blow his load? He wasn’t going to tell him that.
Shaun pushed back suddenly, slamming his ass against Desmond’s hips and taking him in all the way. Before Desmond had caught his breath enough to groan, Shaun did it again.
“Fuck.” Desmond’s hands were on Shaun’s hips and thighs and back and he couldn’t stop touching him. “Fuck, you have to slow down.”
“Come on, Desmond. How were you going to fuck Paul?” Shaun had a hand wrapped around his cock, pumping it fast.
Quick, brutal thrusts pushed Shaun into the bed until he fisted his hands in the sheets. Desmond bent down to scrape his teeth against Shaun’s shoulder and drag his tongue sloppily over the red marks he’d left.
Shaun was moving and gasping under him and too soon, Desmond was tipping over the edge.
It was quiet, full of tensed muscles and forgetting to breathe, but Desmond’s blood pounded in his ears and he fought to keep his eyes open so he could watch Shaun.
When it was over, Desmond pulled out. Shaun got to his feet as Desmond slipped the condom off and tied it. Still on his knees, Desmond looked up.
“I’ll accept a blow job in lieu of flowers,” Shaun said thickly, cupping the back of Desmond’s head with one hand and taking a step forward. The tip of his cock was wet with precum and, really, Desmond thought it was the least he could do. He’d just fucked him so hard that he would be genuinely surprised if Shaun could sit comfortably the next day.
Desmond opened his mouth, letting Shaun slide between his lips and over his tongue. He sucked and Shaun’s head fell back, fingers in Desmond’s hair.
Desmond had never minded this and Shaun was moaning like it was his first time, so he kept licking and sucking the head while he moved his hand over the shaft. Shaun grabbed his chin, forcing his face up to watch his cock gliding between Desmond’s lips. Shaun’s hips started moving and Desmond could feel it at the back of his throat.
Desmond swallowed, not needing the incoherent warning Shaun gave him before he started coming. He let Shaun ride it out, rocking against Desmond’s mouth and pumping into his throat and saying his name.
Desmond carefully licked up a few lingering drops from Shaun’s cock, keeping his tongue soft and smiling when it drew a shiver from him.
Desmond stood, wiping his mouth while Shaun unsteadily pulled on his pants. He buckled the belt and gathered up his shirt.
“Now get some sleep,” he said stiffly, turning to go.
“Wait up.” Desmond’s hand shot out to take his arm. Reluctantly, Shaun turned around.
The kiss was simple. Desmond pressed his lips to Shaun’s and kept them closed, not sure if he’d appreciate tasting himself. When Shaun sighed, it was a satisfied sound.
Desmond broke the kiss.
“Get some sleep,” he said, mimicking Shaun’s command.
Shaun shook his head slowly but walked away smiling.
Should I Walk By Again? [6/6]
“Can I kiss you first?” He’d never fucked someone he hadn’t kissed.
Shaun spat into his hand and pushed two fingers into himself. Desmond leaned back to watch. Shaun looked slick and ready and Desmond realized that he’d been doing way more than just jacking off at his desk. Was there even a place over there to hide lube?
“What, and buy me flowers?”
“I just…”
“Maybe in the morning,” Shaun said drily. “Right now, what I really need is for you to fuck me.”
“Alright! Jesus.” Desmond rolled the condom on, his hands shaking. If he thought about it too much, he might not be able to do it. Because this was Shaun and they were naked and hard and what in the hell was he thinking? He tried to ease in, pushing slowly, but Shaun was so tight that he couldn’t stop a small thrust and a sharp breath.
Shaun made an impatient sound.
“Do you even know what you’re doing?” he asked condescendingly.
“Yeah, I’m trying to…” To what? Not blow his load? He wasn’t going to tell him that.
Shaun pushed back suddenly, slamming his ass against Desmond’s hips and taking him in all the way. Before Desmond had caught his breath enough to groan, Shaun did it again.
“Fuck.” Desmond’s hands were on Shaun’s hips and thighs and back and he couldn’t stop touching him. “Fuck, you have to slow down.”
“Come on, Desmond. How were you going to fuck Paul?” Shaun had a hand wrapped around his cock, pumping it fast.
Quick, brutal thrusts pushed Shaun into the bed until he fisted his hands in the sheets. Desmond bent down to scrape his teeth against Shaun’s shoulder and drag his tongue sloppily over the red marks he’d left.
Shaun was moving and gasping under him and too soon, Desmond was tipping over the edge.
It was quiet, full of tensed muscles and forgetting to breathe, but Desmond’s blood pounded in his ears and he fought to keep his eyes open so he could watch Shaun.
When it was over, Desmond pulled out. Shaun got to his feet as Desmond slipped the condom off and tied it. Still on his knees, Desmond looked up.
“I’ll accept a blow job in lieu of flowers,” Shaun said thickly, cupping the back of Desmond’s head with one hand and taking a step forward. The tip of his cock was wet with precum and, really, Desmond thought it was the least he could do. He’d just fucked him so hard that he would be genuinely surprised if Shaun could sit comfortably the next day.
Desmond opened his mouth, letting Shaun slide between his lips and over his tongue. He sucked and Shaun’s head fell back, fingers in Desmond’s hair.
Desmond had never minded this and Shaun was moaning like it was his first time, so he kept licking and sucking the head while he moved his hand over the shaft. Shaun grabbed his chin, forcing his face up to watch his cock gliding between Desmond’s lips. Shaun’s hips started moving and Desmond could feel it at the back of his throat.
Desmond swallowed, not needing the incoherent warning Shaun gave him before he started coming. He let Shaun ride it out, rocking against Desmond’s mouth and pumping into his throat and saying his name.
Desmond carefully licked up a few lingering drops from Shaun’s cock, keeping his tongue soft and smiling when it drew a shiver from him.
Desmond stood, wiping his mouth while Shaun unsteadily pulled on his pants. He buckled the belt and gathered up his shirt.
“Now get some sleep,” he said stiffly, turning to go.
“Wait up.” Desmond’s hand shot out to take his arm. Reluctantly, Shaun turned around.
The kiss was simple. Desmond pressed his lips to Shaun’s and kept them closed, not sure if he’d appreciate tasting himself. When Shaun sighed, it was a satisfied sound.
Desmond broke the kiss.
“Get some sleep,” he said, mimicking Shaun’s command.
Shaun shook his head slowly but walked away smiling.