Ever shook his head. “The other part.”
The other part? “You’re doing so well?”
Ever blushed then looked down, nodding. Did Ever want him to…praise him? Oh, fuck. That was why he’d gone all gooey when Arsen had said “good boy” earlier. Arsen’s aching cock was now throbbing. There was nothing Arsen wanted more than to spend the rest of his life telling Ever how amazing he was.
He ran his thumb along his cheek. “You are. You’re perfect. Perfect and so fucking pretty.”
Ever made a tiny sound, then slid his mouth back over Arsen, once more enclosing him in the wet suction of his mouth. He wasn’t sure he could take much more. He sat up, his hands fisting in Ever’s hair, rolling his hips just enough to get the rhythm he needed.
“Oh fuck. That’s it. God, you’re so good. Your mouth feels so fucking good. Just looking at you on your knees for me is gonna make me come.Vot tak. Vot tak.”
Ever whined around his cock, his gaze flicking up to meet Arsen’s. That was it. Two more thrusts and he was coming hard, spilling onto Ever’s tongue, groaning as he swallowed it all. When he was finished, Ever sat back on his knees, looking up at Arsen expectantly.
“Come here, my good boy,” Arsen said, pulling Ever back into his lap. “It’s my turn.”
He peeled Ever’s shirt off, dropping it onto the floor, then buried his face against his neck, kissing the skin there, licking a stripe to his earlobe. “Kiss me. I want to taste myself on your tongue.”
Ever did as Arsen asked, making another high-pitched whine when Arsen sucked. He slid his hand into Ever’s shorts, swiping his thumb over the tip. He was already leaking. He used the pre-cum to smooth the slide of his hand on him, but that wasn’t enough. He licked his palm then returned it. He really needed to start keeping lube in every room in the house.
That didn’t seem to matter. Ever was already fucking into Arsen’s fist, his face buried in his neck. “Don’t hide. I want to watch you.” Ever hesitated, but then sat back. “You don’t have to be shy,” Arsen said.
Ever didn’t look convinced, but a couple more strokes of Arsen’s hand and Ever forgot all about being watched. He seemed to forget about everything but chasing his own pleasure. He tipped his head back, lips parted, eyes closed. He was so fucking beautiful. Arsen could watch him like this forever, could study the way he was falling apart. The way his breaths increased…
The half-bitten sounds falling from his lips…
And then, he started swearing, “Oh. Oh, fuck. Don’t stop. Please. I’m almost… I’m so close… Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck.”
Arsen had to bite back a smile. Hearingfuckfall from that innocent face was his new favorite drug. Ever’s blunt nails dug at Arsen’s shoulders, leaving tiny half-moon indents in his skin. Would he scratch at Arsen’s back when he was inside him, when he was driving into the tight heat of his body? Fuck, if he could have gotten hard again he would have.
Ever cried out, then he was spilling over Arsen’s fist, pitching forward and sinking his teeth into Arsen’s shoulder. Arsen couldn’t stop the growl that escaped. He’d been too hasty with Ever. He should have taken his time, should have given him more attention than a handjob.
“Will you fuck me next time?” Ever breathed into Arsen’s ear.
Jesus. “Is… Is that what you want?” Ever didn’t look at Arsen, just nodded against his throat. “Then yeah. I will.”
“Good,” Ever said, then tacked on, “I’m hungry.”
Maybe he’d finally found a way to get Ever to eat. “Do you want to order food or go to the diner?”
Ever leaned back. “Can we order food from the diner? I’m too tired to move. I feel like my brain melted.”
Arsen reached for his phone to place the order but realized quickly it was in his room. Which was down the hall. Which meant passing in front of the camera, which was still on. He gently set Ever on the bed and pulled his clothes back on, not bothering to zip his hoodie.
He went to the computer to make sure there was nobody on the stream, eyes going wide as he realized they were all still there. Chatting. About him and Ever and what they were doing off-camera. Arsen rolled his eyes, disconnecting, before he went back to Ever.
“Let’s go,besenok. You’ll have to look at the menu.”
Ever shook his head, then gave him wide eyes and that over-exaggerated pout. “I can’t walk.”
Arsen snorted. “I’m onto you,” he said, even as he picked him up bridal-style, carrying him into their room and tossing him onto the bed. “You won’t be able to get your way just because you pout at me.”
Ever looked disappointed. “I won’t?”
Arsen shook his head. He fell on top of Ever, snagging his wrists and holding them hostage. “Of course, you will. Just try to use your powers for good instead of evil.”
Ever giggled. “Okay. Now, feed me.”
Ever looked for his book everywhere. Under every pillow, every couch cushion. Even in the bathroom, just in case. Everywhere. But it was gone. There was a chance Arsen had moved it while he was cleaning earlier, but he wasn’t there to ask. He had walked down the street to grab their food from the deli.
