Connolly was sure Jacob had no idea what he was doing to him; he couldn’t possibly understand how the sight of him on his stomach, legs spread, his head resting on his hands was doing things to Connolly. Jacob chatted idly, blissfully unaware, as what used to be Connolly’s favorite movie became the soundtrack to his aching cock and insane horniness. If he didn’t touch Jacob soon, he might go insane.
Jacob turned his head to look over his shoulder, narrowing his eyes and wrinkling his nose. “Are you looking at my butt?” he asked, tone teasing.
“Maybe. It’s kind of hard to miss,” Connolly countered, running his hands up under Jacob’s pant legs to touch his calves.
Jacob wiggled his ass. “Is that a good thing?”
“You know it is, you little tease.”
Jacob batted his lashes at Connolly and blushed. “Teasing would be telling you that I’m still wearing the buttless underwear.”
Connolly couldn’t take it anymore, he lurched forward, blanketing himself over Jacob, sliding his hands down his arms to lace their fingers together. “You aren’t playing fair, elf.” Jacob gasped, and Connolly couldn’t help but ask, “Am I hurting you?”
Jacob shook his head. “No.” He arched his back, his ass rubbing against Connolly’s obvious erection. “I can just…feel you.”
“Is that a bad thing?” Connolly asked, reversing Jacob’s earlier question.
Jacob gave a shuddery sigh before craning his head until his lips were close to Connolly’s jaw. “I like that I turn you on. I just don’t know what to do about it.”
“We can do whatever you want to do about it. We can do nothing or everything or somewhere in-between. You just need to tell me what you want, and I’ll make it happen.”
Jacob’s tongue darted out to lick his lips. “I want it all. I want you to do it all…to me.”
“Fuck, you really are an angel,” Connolly muttered before capturing Jacob’s lips in a kiss that started soft and sweet and ended with Jacob rubbing himself back on Connolly’s cock, whining into his mouth. “Can I undress you?”
Jacob looked a little leery, but he nodded. “I hear that’s how it’s done.”
Connolly grinned, kissing him once more. “Not always.” He sat up, straddling Jacob’s hips as he pulled the hoodie over his head and dropped it over the edge of the mattress. He ran his hands along the smooth expanse of Jacob’s back, noting the constellations of freckles dotting his shoulders.
He leaned back in, tilting Jacob’s head so he could whisper in his ear. “You’re so fucking beautiful. You know that?”
Jacob didn’t answer, seemed incapable, but he offered more of his skin for Connolly’s mouth, and Connolly took what was offered, dragging his lips down Jacob’s throat to the nape of his neck.
“Oh, wow,” Jacob moaned when Connolly bit down gently. He couldn’t help but smile. Jacob really didn’t hold anything back.
Connolly kissed his way down Jacob’s spine before sliding off to kneel between his legs. When he hooked his fingers in the waistband of his pants, Jacob arched up so he could pull them down.
Connolly had every intention of stripping his pajama pants off, but he couldn’t help but stop and grip Jacob’s bare ass, framed perfectly by the white straps with the red and green stripes. “Fuck.” He wanted to bury his face between his cheeks, taste the heart of him, but he was afraid of going too far too fast. “Are you okay? If you don’t like something or you want me to stop, just say the word.”
“Don’t stop.”
Connolly finished removing Jacob’s pants, sending them flying. He kissed the inside of either one of his ankles, the backs of his knees, ran his thumbs along the sensitive skin of his inner thighs. “Are you sure?”
Jacob was rubbing himself against the mattress. “Don’t tease me.”
Connolly settled between Jacob’s legs, pulling his hips up and rubbing his palm over his cock. He was already leaking through his underwear. He was so sweet. So responsive. It was a heady thing to have this kind of effect on a person. He wrapped his arms around Jacob’s thighs to keep them open before pulling him apart. Even his hole was pretty. He leaned forward, licking a stripe from his balls to his entrance.
“Oh… Oh, wow. Do that again, please?”
As if Connolly could not. He laved over Jacob’s hole, using his whimpers and moans and gasps of surprise to let him know what he really liked. When he speared his tongue against the tight ring of muscle, Jacob whined, reaching back and gripping Connolly’s hair, forcing him closer.
“Greedy,” Connolly said against his skin.
“Why does that feel so good?” Jacob mused, sounding like he wasn’t really talking to anybody.
Connolly pulled back, chuckling at Jacob’s whine of disappointment. “Don’t worry, baby. I got you. We’re just getting started. Roll over for me.”
Jacob did without question, and Connolly slid his underwear down and off, marveling at Jacob’s cock, just as pretty and pink and perfectly proportioned as the rest of him. Connolly took him in hand, and Jacob lifted his head to look at Connolly and then this hand. “Oh, God. I’m… I’m definitely not going to last.”
