“I…guess not.Sometimes I wish I wasn’t the way I am, but we can do a lot of good.”
“Yeah, we can.”
After clearing away the dishes, they headed to the couch with a vague plan for watching a movie.Bryn flicked through the channels until he found one with explosions but then muted the sound.
“You know, I’ve been thinking,” he said, his fingers already toying with the button of Gunnar’s jeans.“Now you’re fixed, I want to take my time and explore every inch of you.”
“Oh, you do, do you?And what makes you think I’m going to let you have your wicked way with me?”
Bryn grinned, leaning in to press a kiss to Gunnar’s stubbled jaw, his fingers finally popping the button open.
“Because I know you want this as much as I do.”He inched down the zipper then took his time lowering Gunnar’s jeans to reveal his toned thighs and the outline of his hard cock straining against his boxers.Bryn trailed his fingers up Gunnar’s legs, feeling the muscles tense under his touch.“Yum.”
“Such a tease,” Gunnar said, but his hips bucked, urging Bryn on.Bryn smiled, shifting his attention to Gunnar’s shirt, pushing it up to reveal his taut stomach and the light dusting of hair that led downward.He pressed a kiss to Gunnar’s navel, his tongue dipping in to taste him.Gunnar’s muscles quivered and he gave a low groan.“You know cruelty to lupines is a crime, right?”
Bryn took his own sweet time mapping every scar and every freckle.He kissed and licked his way down Gunnar’s happy trail then rolled Gunnar’s balls through the fabric of his shorts.Gunnar growled and his hips bucked.
“Bryn,” Gunnar warned.“You’re killing me here.”
Bryn’s answer was to hook his fingers into the waistband of Gunnar’s underwear and pull them down.Gunnar lifted his hips, allowing Bryn to slide them off, leaving him exposed and erect.
“Fuck, Gunnar,” Bryn murmured, his eyes roaming over Gunnar’s body.“You’re a work of art.”
“Get on with it!Less looking more touching.”Gunnar sounded amused.
Bryn started at Gunnar’s feet, planting kisses up his legs, enjoying the way his body tensed and released with each touch.He spent extra time on Gunnar’s calves, kissing and sucking, before moving to his thighs, massaging the muscles there.When he reached Gunnar’s hips, he paused.“Ready for this?”He flicked out his tongue to taste the pre-cum glistening at the tip of Gunnar’s cock.
“Fuck.”Gunnar fisted Bryn’s hair, urging him on.
“Patience.”Bryn tongued Gunnar’s cock while he rolled his balls, feeling them draw up tight.He took one into his mouth, sucking while he stroked Gunnar’s shaft.
“Damn it!”
Bryn released Gunnar’s ball then trailed his tongue up his shaft before taking the head into his mouth.Gunnar swore and twitched, pulling Bryn’s hair harder.
“I’m close…” Gunnar warned, his voice strained.
Bryn increased his pace, his mouth and hand working together to bring Gunnar over the edge.With a cry, Gunnar convulsed, his release spilling onto Bryn’s tongue.Bryn continued to lick and suck, drawing out Gunnar’s pleasure until he went limp, his breath coming in ragged gasps.
Bryn looked up at Gunnar, a self-satisfied smile on his face, his lips wet with Gunnar’s release.“Well, that was fun,” Bryn said, his voice filled with mischief.He licked his lips.
“Smug much?”Gunnar said, but there was no malice in his words.He was relaxed and sated.Bryn clambered up Gunnar’s body to kiss him, sharing the taste of him.
“Not denying it.Need a nap now.”
“Bed then.”
“Definitely.”
Gunnar lifted Bryn to one side so he could adjust his clothing and kick off the pants that had puddled around one ankle then took Bryn’s hand and led him to the bedroom.
“You have a wicked glint in your eye,” Bryn said as he allowed himself to be led.
“I have wicked plans for you.”
“No nap?”
“No.I’m done waiting.”
