“That’s it,” James said. He splayed his other hand out across the bottom of Leon’s rib cage. As Leon took another breath, James’ hand rose, and as he breathed out, James pressed down with his palm and in with his finger.
“Oh—fuck,” Leon groaned.
James pulled his finger out and pressed back in, this time with a twisting motion.
It only took a few more thrusts before he was using two fingers. Every time he pressed down with his hand, Leon was forced to exhale all his breath. The result of this was that each inhale was much deeper than it otherwise would have been.
It was almost like James was breathing for him.
When James curled his fingers, striking Leon’s prostate, tears filled his eyes, and his cock spurted on his stomach.
James froze, and Leon locked gazes with blue fire.
“More,” Leon rasped.
James curled his fingers, pressing up and down with his hands, and Leon roared. His mind had gone blissfully blank, and he sank into the mattress as James kept milking his prostate. His cock dribbled feebly until, finally, with a perfectly aimed thrust, Leon came with a broken sob.
James tried to pull his fingers out, but Leon clenched around him. When their eyes met again, Leon grinned almost drunkenly. They were nowhere near through. Leon was just starting to let go of the horrendous evening, and he needed James to take it all so far away that maybe he would be able to forget about it for a while.
“More?” James whispered, and Leon nodded.
James bent his head down and took Leon’s softening length in his hand, stroking it a few times before sucking it into his mouth. Leon whined and let his legs fall open, splaying into a diamond shape around James. His dick was rapidly hardening again. He felt almost dizzy as blood rushed south and his thoughts began to slow. James fed a third finger into him and pressed roughly against his prostate.
Leon’s surprised grunt turned into a sob, and James pulled off Leon’s dick. “Baby, remind me of your safe word?”
Leon rolled his head to the side. “Tomato.”
“Okay,” James said, rubbing the pad of his thumb against the oversensitive tip of Leon’s dick. “Or you can say ‘red’ to stop, or ‘yellow’ if you just need a breather. ‘Green’ is for, uh, good. In case you need that, too.”
Surprise brought some of Leon’s thoughts back into focus. “Where did you learn that from?”
“Uhm…I’ve been doing some googling? I wanted to make sure I’m doing everything I need to keep you safe and…happy.”
Leon almost said it. That damn balloon inflated so fast it pressed up against his teeth and very nearly had him blurting out how much he loved James and all his little mensch tendencies.
“Of course you’ve been googling,” Leon grumbled instead. At James’ concerned look, he added, “I’m very green, darlin’. You just constantly surprise me.”
James’ smile made Leon’s eyes sweat again.
Thank fuck, that no longer mattered when James sucked him back into his mouth. Leon’s eyes rolled back in pleasure, and he got lost in the warmth of James’ mouth and the rhythmic movement of his fingers, until suddenly Leon was abysmally empty.
He whined and fought his way back from where he’d been floating, only for a pair of soft, salty lips to land on his.
“Do you still want me to…” James paused, incapable of cursing even when it was a necessary verb. “Make love to you?”
The question bounced around inside Leon, pinging off the balloon that was taking up most of the available space in his sternum. “God, yes.”
James kissed him again, the sound of the lube bottle clicking open making Leon’s stomach clench. Fingers pressed back inside him, spreading around more lube and teasing Leon’s prostate. He groaned into James’ mouth, and then the blunt head of the dildo was pressing against his entrance.
James had done a really good job with prep, because the dildo slid in the first several inches with almost no problem. It got wider at the base, and Leon had to bear down to accept the next several inches.
“Fuck, darlin’...you’re not playing around with this one,” Leon said, gritting his teeth as the base flared even wider.
“Sorry,” James said, pushing up onto his hands and knees and withdrawing a little.
“Uh-uh,” Leon said, pressing his heel into James’ lower back, forcing him to sink all the way back in. “Fuck…so good.”
James tapped their foreheads together, smiling down at him before his lips twisted with concentration and he began moving his hips. He went slow at first, the heavy weight of the dildo dragging inside Leon and pulling at his rim. Leon had used dildos before, with lovers and by himself, but he’d never had someone fuck him wearing a strap before.
