Everett cocked an eyebrow. “The man ate two full subs.”
“He still eats food for his body, but his magic feeds on sexual energy.”
“How fun.” Everett scooted up a bit so their faces were level. “Speaking of sex…” he whispered. He pressed his lips to Dax’s, then pulled back. “There’s something I’ve been dying to do that we haven’t done yet.”
“Oh yeah, what’s that?” He was all up for Everett fucking him if that’s what the man wanted.
“My mouth on your cock. I can’t believe I haven’t tasted you yet.”
Dax had to close his eyes, as just the thought had him getting harder than he already had been. “Be my guest,” he breathed. They’d shut the curtains earlier, and Emory and Ivor were outside, so they were wonderfully alone and private now. He breathed harder, anticipation tightening his gut as Everett gave him a wicked grin and started moving down his body.
“I have this…thing I like. Something that really turns me on.” He shot Dax an expression so sultry, it stole his breath. “I love to feel a dick get hard in my mouth.”
Before Dax could warn him it was too late, Everett freed Dax’s already hard erection. He chuckled. “I can see I’ll have to experience that next time.” He sat up and tugged Dax’s pants all the way off.
“Youcrawledacross the couch, Everett. It was hot.”
He grinned. “So crawling does it for you?”
Dax snorted. “Anything you do does it for me. And no, I don’t need you crawling around on the floor, but the way you looked at me just now was fucking hot.” He held his breath when Everett bent and drew a stripe up his cock with his tongue.
“Oh, you taste good,” Everett murmured as he licked around the head. “Your precum is sweet.”
Dax had been told that before, but he didn’t want to think about past lovers. Everett deserved all his attention. His thoughts blanked out as Everett dropped down to lick his balls, then the sensitive stretch of skin beneath. He came back up then took Dax deep into his mouth and sucked. He slid his head up and down. He looked so good down there, his hair so silky. Dax buried his fingers in it.
Everett grunted his enjoyment and sucked harder.
Pleasure swamped Dax. His bare toes curled as he drew up his knees on either side of Everett, caging him in. He wanted to press his hands harder on Everett’s head, but he stayed careful. A groan rumbled from his throat when the head of his dick dipped deeper, into the tight cavern of Everett’s throat.
Everett swallowed around him, ripping a cry from his throat. Everett moaned, causing the most delicious vibration around Dax’s cock, and sped up his movements. Dax’s breath stuttered as he tried desperately not to thrust up into Everett’s hot mouth.Keeping his hips still was damn hard. The urge for more friction burned inside him.
Then Everett wrapped his fingers around the base and started to twist both his hand and his head while he made noises of appreciation in his throat. Dax’s mouth fell open, and he struggled to breathe through the overwhelming pleasure. Every nerve in his body was firing hard, and Everett’s suction was fierce as he twisted. Then he swirled his tongue around the head.
“Oh, fuck!” Dax shouted, fingers tightening in Everett’s silky hair. He knew he was tugging hard but Everett’s moans made it clear he liked that. Dax gave in to the need to thrust his hips, though he kept his movements shallow and fast. He just knew this orgasm was going to shred him. He chased it. Pleasure built and built hard and fast. He grew dizzy and shut his eyes, yelling as he fell over the edge.
He shot hard in Everett’s mouth, his entire body shaking. Waves of bliss rocked through him. He rode them out. As he started to come back down, Everett gently cleaned him with his tongue. He shuddered a couple more times, then fell still, unable to do anything but lay there, breathing hard and blinking in shock at his wonderful human.
Everett crawled back up his body and slanted his lips over Dax’s. He could taste the remnants of his own cum on Everett’s tongue. Everett’s kiss was deep, but lazy and surprisingly…sweet. Dax would have expected more urgency. Everett had to be dying for friction on his own dick by now.
Dax wedged a hand between them and palmed Everett’s groin, then laughed when he felt the dampness in his jeans. “Did you come in your pants?”
Everett looked down at him and grinned. “Like a teenager giving his first blowjob. That was fucking hot, Dax. Your noises were so sexy, I couldn’t help myself.”
“Feel free to do that anytime you like.”
“Oh, I plan to.” Everett buried his face in Dax’s neck and audibly sniffed. “Damn, I love your scent. I could just wallow in you, Dax Grobb.” His head popped up. “What’s your middle name?”
“Don’t have one but my full first name is Daxington. Not sure what my parents were thinking.”
“I like it. It’s very distinguished.”
“Maybe they thought I needed a fancy first name to offset my last one.” Dax chuckled. “When I was little, I pronounced it grub. Used to drive my father crazy.”
They were silent for a long time. Dax was content to just hold Everett. The wide cushions on the couch were comfy, and it would be easy to drift off here like this. But Everett had to be uncomfortable. “I’m so comfortable, I don’t want to move, but you gotta be ready to change into dry pants by now.”
“Going to get a shower first. I’m sticky.” Everett lifted his face, his sleep-heavy features endearing as hell. “Join me? We can use the master bathroom this time. It has a nice big shower.” He frowned. “I should really think about moving into that bedroom. It just feels like it’s still Wilson’s, you know?”
“You could move your own bed in there.”
