“Uh-huh.” Levi mused. “You get all clean?”
Shiloh nodded, taking a couple of hesitant steps towards the bed. “Yeah.”
Levi gave him a searing look, his gaze raking over him, the dirty smile that spread across his face awakening something in Shiloh. Something that screamed danger but in the sexiest way possible.
“Hm,” Levi said, running his top teeth over his bottom lip in a way that made Shiloh’s stomach deliciously squirmy. “I’m not sure I believe you.” Levi’s eyes found his once more, his voice low and throaty. “Take off your clothes and let me check.”
Shiloh bit back an embarrassing noise, then stumbled over a single word. “W-What?”
Shiloh watched, enthralled as Levi trailed his hand down his own stomach to rest beside his half-hard cock. “You heard me.”
Shiloh’s pulse throbbed, honeyed heat gathering low in his belly. Did Levi really want him to strip? Were they going to havesex again? Shiloh’s gaze darted to the window, to the sunlight streaming through the broken blinds. There was no hiding himself in the shadows this time.
He looked at Levi’s hard body, then at his own much softer one, tamping down the voice in his head that whispered horrible, mean things to him about his looks. Shiloh sighed internally, determined to dampen the doubts, the embarrassment. He pulled his shirt over his head, letting it fall to the floor. Levi’s gaze dropped to Shiloh’s lower half in anticipation, lower lip trapped between his teeth like he was anticipating some big reveal.
Shiloh slipped his boxers down, then fought not to hide himself as Levi’s gaze roamed his naked body. When their eyes met once more, Levi rasped, “Come ‘ere.”
Shiloh scrambled onto the bed, then promptly found himself on his back, Levi looming over him. He studied Shiloh’s face like there would be a quiz on it later, his brown eyes full of concern. “How are you feeling?”
Shiloh’s thoughts ground to a halt. “What do you mean?”
Levi settled his weight onto Shiloh, forcing his legs apart. He shivered as Levi’s hard cock pressed against the crease in his leg, one warm hand sliding down his side to his hip. “Are you sore?” Levi asked, moving to cup his ass cheek. “Here, I mean.”
Blood rushed to Shiloh’s cheeks, his eyes fixating on the water stain on Levi’s ceiling. “Only a little.”
“Only a little, huh?” Levi asked, sounding suspicious, fingers dipping to graze his hole.
Shiloh whimpered, but not from pain. He could feel his dick filling out. Levi must feel it, too. Shiloh brought his hand to Levi’s hair, playing with it as he said, “You were super gentle with me…” He forced himself to meet his gaze. “I could even do it again. I-If you wanted.”
“If I wanted, huh?” Levi taunted.
Shiloh shrugged, fighting a smile. “Yeah, you know, it’s whatever.”
Shiloh squealed as Levi suddenly attacked, burying his face in his neck, teeth snapping as he dug his fingers into his ribs. Shiloh’s cackles sounded borderline insane, bubbling up from deep in his belly, his knees coming up instinctively to try to protect himself from Levi’s agile hands.
“Stop. Stop. Stop,” he begged through gales of laughter.
Shiloh’s laughter died abruptly as Levi suddenly kneeled between his knees, staring down at Shiloh, panicked.
Shiloh frowned. “What? What did I do wrong? I-I was just kidding.”
Levi’s face was a mask of concern, brows knitted together as he gently probed at the bruises on Shiloh’s ribs, chest, and stomach. “I’m so stupid,” he muttered. “I forgot about these. Did I hurt you? You can tell me.”
Shiloh shook his head, dazed. “Not at all.”
That was why Levi had stopped? Fear he’d hurt Shiloh more? Shiloh’s heart swelled, so filled with gooey feelings for the man currently staring at him in horror that he feared his heart might actually explode and a billion little mini-hearts would run out of the room. How could anyone who looked so fierce be so disgustingly sweet?
“They don’t even hurt anymore. Not really. A twinge here and there. But you weren’t hurting me. I promise.”
Levi studied him like he could divine whether he was lying just by reading the planes and angles of his face. Whatever he saw there seemed to ease his mind. He blanketed himself over Shiloh once more, lowering to his forearms. His weight eased something deep in Shiloh’s psyche, but it awakened something much, much lower.
Levi ghosted his lips over Shiloh’s once, twice. Playful. Teasing. Shiloh made a noise of frustration, earning a slightlylonger kiss, Levi’s lips trapping Shiloh’s full bottom lip for only a moment before moving away once more. Shiloh shifted restlessly beneath him, hoping his interest might speed up the proceedings.
It didn’t.
Levi’s kisses were lazy, just a slow press of soft lips, each lasting a little longer, only breaking whenever Shiloh tried for more. Each time Levi pulled back just a bit, Shiloh made a needy little whimper, trying to tug him back down. Levi would simply wait for Shiloh to settle, then capture his mouth again.
Shiloh had no idea how much time passed, but his thoughts grew hazy and his lips tingled deliciously.
