Do you?
That was the last cohesive thought Shiloh had as Levi shifted, his hand caressing down Shiloh’s thigh to pull it up over Levi’s sharp hip. Before Shiloh could ask what he was doing, Levi’s mouth found his and his thoughts were carried away once more. Levi rolled his hips, grinding his cock against Shiloh’s aching one, punching a moan from him.
“Do that again,” he begged against his lips.
Levi gave a low laugh, but it didn’t sound mean, just satisfied, like he was happy he could drag those kinds of noises from Shiloh. Levi did it again and again, the sensation causing this delicious heat to pool low in Shiloh’s belly. Could he come from just this?
He slipped his hands up under Levi’s work shirt, marveling at the broad expanse of his shoulders, the heat of his skin, the way his muscles flexed beneath his fingertips. Levi tore his mouth away once more, and this time, it was Shiloh who couldn’t stop himself from dipping his head, from pressing his lips to the skin of Levi’s throat. The sound he made emboldened Shiloh. He licked over the corded tendon there, whining at the salty tang of his skin exploding on his tongue.
Why did that taste so good? He did it again, then scraped his teeth just as Levi had, cock throbbing at the punched-out breath Levi made right against his ear.
“You’re so good for me,” Levi murmured.
It was Shiloh’s turn to gasp, as much from the unanticipated praise as the teeth nipping at his earlobe.I am? Am I good foryou? Is this good enough? Am I enough?Goosebumps erupted along Shiloh’s skin as Levi’s tongue traced the shell of his ear, fingertips skimming over his throat, before his thumb settled over his pulse. Could he feel how hard Shiloh’s heart beat was? Did he know what he was doing to him?
When Levi slotted their lips together again, Shiloh opened up immediately, his tongue seeking Levi’s, sighing into his mouth when he found it. He rolled his hips upward, wrapping his other thigh around his hips, too. Like this, he didn’t need Levi to control their movements, he could just grind himself against him.
He felt more than heard Levi’s breathy laugh. Before Shiloh could feel any type of way about it, Levi reached down and grabbed Shiloh’s thighs, repositioning him without making him unwrap his legs. Shiloh opened his mouth to ask what he was doing but then Levi rocked his hips and pleasure shocked through him, making his muscles twitch.
Shiloh whimpered. “Please…”
Then they were kissing once more, those deep, slow kisses like the ones Shiloh remembered from movies. As they kissed, Levi found a rhythm, grinding their cocks together, catching Shiloh up in this euphoric wave, carrying him towards something more, something better. Was Levi going to make Shiloh come? He’d never done that with another person. Would Shiloh be able to make Levi come, too?
Levi dipped his head to nose over Shiloh’s throat once more, his hair tickling Shiloh’s cheek as he noted, “Your heart's beating so fast.”
Shiloh couldn’t speak, as much from the constant pleasure of Levi’s thrusts as the fear of opening his mouth and bursting this cozy bubble surrounding them, making him feel safe, making him feel loved and warm and wanted. He needed this. He neededthis illusion so badly, just for one night. Didn’t he deserve one night? He’d endured years of pain. Couldn’t he have one night?
Apparently not.
Levi stopped moving against him, pulling back enough to look into his eyes, gaze so sincere it stole Shiloh’s breath. “Are you scared? You’re not afraid of me, right?”
Was he? Probably. But not in the way Levi meant. Shiloh was afraid of everything, but it was hard to form a coherent sentence with Levi gazing down at him, brown eyes full of concern. He let himself get lost looking at him for just a moment, trying to commit every feature to memory.
Levi was even prettier up close. Smooth skin, sharp cheekbones, and long inky lashes. He had two beauty marks on his cheek. He reached up without thought, brushing his thumb against them, heart tripping as Levi’s gaze turned greedy, his lips parting as he dropped to stare at Shiloh’s lips.
“Kiss me?” Shiloh asked, hating how needy and desperate he sounded when he added, “Please?”
Levi’s pupils blew wide at Shiloh’s plea.
“Fuck, you’re perfect,” Levi breathed, running his nose along Shiloh’s cheek. “Ask me again,” he rasped, the sound of his voice dragging along Shiloh’s nerve endings, stoking the desire already pooling in Shiloh’s belly, making him throb with need.
He could feel the flames of embarrassment race up his neck to the tips of his ears, but it didn’t stop him from doing as Levi asked. “Kiss me?”
One of Levi’s hands tangled in Shiloh’s curls, tugging until Shiloh was how he liked, before he licked his way back into Shiloh’s mouth. He couldn’t stop the desperate sound that escaped from the back of his throat. Levi made his own noise of approval then began to lazily rock his hips once more, but this time with intent, slotting their dicks together in a way that scrambled Shiloh’s brain.
“Oh, God,” he managed between kisses.
“Feel good?” Levi asked against his lips as he went back in for another taste. “You can move, too, baby. I promise it will feel even better when I’ve got you naked beneath me.”
On the next roll of Levi’s hips, Shiloh canted upwards to meet him, vision whiting out at the intensity of the pressure and friction. “Oh, my God,” he gasped.
“Mm,” Levi agreed, his tongue fucking into Shiloh’s mouth at the same leisurely pace as his hips.
Shiloh let himself have this, have Levi, have this bone melting, blissful feeling building deep within him with every roll of their hips. He stopped thinking, stopped worrying. Shiloh was dizzy with desire, overwhelmed in the best possible way. Until it wasn’t enough. Until he needed more. More speed, more friction, more something. Something that would quell this sudden desperation curling within him. He tried to move faster, tried to tighten his legs so Levi would get the hint, but then it all just stopped.
Shiloh couldn’t stop the sob of frustration he let out as Levi froze above him. When Shiloh continued to rub against him, Levi shifted, pressing a hand to Shiloh’s hip, holding him still.
“What’s wrong?” Levi asked, biting at Shiloh’s lower lip. “Need more?”
