“Christ. When did you get so demanding?” Arsen teased, stretching to reach the lube that laid on its side behind his subwoofer.
Ever used the time to suck another mark into the skin over his collarbone. “Since some slut named Cherry shoved her boobs in your face.”
Arsen didn’t think this was the time to give Ever a lecture on slut-shaming. When did his sweet boy learn to be so sour? Was this his friends’ doing? Felix could easily have been the culprit. He had a barbed tongue and zero filter. Or maybe Ever had always been this feisty but was just waiting to be comfortable enough to speak his mind.
He was that comfortable with Arsen.
“That’s not very nice,” Arsen admonished playfully, coating his fingers and sliding them between his cheeks until Ever was pushing back, trying to get them where he wanted them.
Arsen made a pained sound as he slipped a finger into the tight heat of Ever’s body. He wanted it to be his throbbing cock. He was aching at the thought of burying himself in that perfect heat.
Ever’s mouth found his, fucking his tongue between his lips as he worked Arsen’s finger deeper. “Another,” he demanded.
Arsen didn’t try to dissuade him, just did as he was told. Ever was in charge—Arsen was just there to serve him. Or service him. Whatever he wanted, really.
When Arsen complied, Ever’s responding hiss was one of pain but, just as quickly as the sound escaped him, he was rocking back, rolling his hips, his hand plunging into Arsen’s sweatpants and wrapping around his cock, stroking it with purpose, making another pleased sound when he found him leaking. “I’m good. Fuck me.”
“Ever…” Arsen said breathlessly.
Ever pulled back, giving him a pouty face, voice sullen. “Please? Haven’t I been good?”
Arsen’s cock twitched at Ever’s pleading. He already had him wrapped around his finger. Arsen was his goddamn slave. Fuck.
Even if it was an act, a role-playing exercise, some newly discovered kink, Arsen was more than happy to give Ever the words he needed to hear. “Yes, baby. You’ve been so good.”
“Better than her?” he asked, riding Arsen’s fingers with abandon.
Arsen groaned, biting Ever’s chin, his neck, his collarbone. “Better than anyone in the whole fucking world.”
Ever suddenly slapped Arsen’s arm. He pulled his fingers free, wiping them on his sweatpants as Ever wiggled from his lap, getting rid of his pants and underwear before cocking an expectant brow at Arsen. He stared for far too long at the naked perfection that was Ever, scars and all.
When Ever gave another impatient sound, Arsen remembered what he was supposed to be doing, hooking his thumbs in the waistband of his sweats. Ever waited just long enough for Arsen to get his pants out of the way before grabbing the lube, slicking Arsen’s cock, and turning away from him.
Arsen frowned, but then Ever was holding his cock still so he could sink down on him, both of them gasping at the intrusion.
“Don’t hurt yourself,” Arsen begged.
“I-I’m not. It-It doesn’t hurt,” he managed. “Feels so…full of you. You’re so…deep like this.”
Arsen gripped Ever’s hips hard, dragging him down even as he drove up into him. “Jesus. You really are trying to kill me.”
Ever whined, rising up then dropping down once, then again, like he was testing whether he could take it or not. Arsen tried to let Ever set the pace, he did. But each time Ever rose up then dropped down, it sent these bolts of pure heat through him until he couldn’t stop himself from holding Ever in place and working up into him.
For his part, Ever didn’t seem to mind. He almost instantly went limp in Arsen’s arms, leaning his head back against his shoulder so that Arsen could hear every breath he drove out of his lungs with each thrust.
It was addictive.
“Fuck. You’re so tight. So hot and wet. You feel so fucking good. So good. You’re doing so good for me.”
Ever whimpered, his cock flushed and leaking, bouncing with every movement.
Arsen grabbed the lube, slicking his hand and wrapping it around Ever’s hard length, jerking him in time with his movements.
“Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck,” Ever chanted.
Arsen smiled. It was always so easy to know when Ever was close. His mouth got away from him and he’d start to babble curses. It was still so hot hearing those words come out of that innocent little mouth in that breathy, sweet voice.
Ever took back control then, chasing his own pleasure, fucking up into Arsen’s hand, then dropping back onto his cock. Arsen had to fight to stave off the climax threatening to overtake him.
