“Rem…”
“I won’t ask again then,” he said.
Remington moved on nothing more than arousal and instinct, taking Sebastian’s ass cheek into his hand. He kneaded the soft flesh, working his fingers gently and then harder, until Sebastian raised onto his toes with a strangled grunt of pain.
“Oh, God,” Sebastian murmured, flattening his hands against wall on either side of his head.
Remington didn’t let up the pressure, instead pushing against Sebastian’s shoulder blades until he bent at the waist putting that slim ass of his on display. Sebastian’s entire body heaved with the force of his breaths, and Remington tested the feel of skin against skin. He stretched his fingers wide, splaying his hand across Sebastian’s milky white ass.
“If you don’t like it…” he started, but Sebastian made a stubborn sound and cut him off.
“I’ll tell you to stop, but I really think I want this.”
Remington wanted it, that much he knew.
Before he could talk himself out of it, he spanked Sebastian. Not hard, but not soft. The sound of his palm connecting with Sebastian’s skin echoed around the room, reverberating off the walls. He had the fleeting thought of how happy Jace would be to know he’d put the room to some use after all, but the idea was interrupted by the barely audible gasp that fell out of Sebastian’s mouth.
“Was it okay?” Remington asked.
“Do it again,” Sebastian whispered.
Remington spanked him again, a little harder, a little more confident. Sebastian made another noise, one that sounded like strangled arousal. His fingers flexed against the wall and his right hand dropped down, obscured by his body.
“I think I like it,” Sebastian murmured, resting his forehead against the plain white wall. “I don’t know what that means, but I don’t hate it.”
Remington spanked him again, a flurry of swats against his ass. This time he struck both sides, alternating between the two. Sometimes harder, sometimes softer. Sebastian’s shoulder moved and Remington realized he was jerking off while Remington hit him.
“You like it enough to come?” Remington asked.
“Apparently,” Sebastian answered with a strangled groan. “I’m really close.”
Remington smacked him again, twice more on each cheek and Sebastian’s entire body tensed. He whimpered as he came, a small and almost pathetic sound falling out of his mouth as cum shot out of his cock. He painted the wall of Jace’s bedroom with his release, sucking in desperate breaths while his shoulders and legs visibly trembled.
Remington stepped back, watching the way the orgasm wrecked Sebastian. His own cock throbbed between his legs, leaking a steady stream of pre-cum against his underwear, blood pulsing down toward the tip. When Sebastian stilled, he closed the space between them, pressing his front against Sebastian’s back. He wrapped Sebastian in his arms and kissed and licked against the curve of his neck, whispering praise and promises against his salty skin.
Sebastian turned in his embrace and crashed their mouths together, spearing his tongue into Remington’s mouth and reaching down for his pants. He fumbled Remington’s fly down and took his dick in hand, giving him a squeeze.
“Can I suck you off?” Sebastian asked against his mouth. “I’ve never done it, but I want to try.”
“A night of firsts,” Remington murmured.
“Please.”
“Yes,” he answered, breathless. “Yes.”
Sebastian fell onto his knees, taking Remington’s pants with him. Before Remington could blink the top of Sebastian’s head into focus, his hot mouth sealed around the head of his cock. Sebastian sucked him like he’d done it before, or at least like he knew what felt good. It made sense that Sebastian knew how to suck cock, knew how he liked to have his cock sucked.
A sloppy tongue dragged across the slit of his dick and trembling hands cupped his balls. Sebastian gagged around the thickness of him, but didn’t relent.
“I’m gonna come, Sebastian.” He patted the top of Sebastian’s blond locks, then tightened his hold to pull him away. Sebastian made a displeased noise and forced more of Remington’s length into his mouth.
If he’d thought sex was good. Oral was another planet of pleasure entirely. The tight and hot muscles of Sebastian’s throat tightened around him and he came, shooting directly onto the back of Sebastian’s tongue. Sebastian sputtered, letting Remington’s cock pop out of his mouth. Remington kept coming, a jet of hot, white liquid spattering against the corner of Sebastian’s mouth.
“Holy fuck,” he muttered, leaning over Sebastian and bracing himself against the wall.
“It sounds so wrong when you say those words.” Sebastian rocked back on his heels and wiped his mouth. “But I like it, anyway.”
“I think I like it too,” he agreed.
