He caught him and moved them toward the bed.
"What are you doing?"
"Oh, I don't know."Rourke nuzzled his throat."I thought I'd lick you all over, then fuck you senseless."
"What?"
"I thought I'd lick you all over--"
"I heard."
Rourke grinned against his skin, then licked a spot."Then why, darling, did you ask?"
"You can't..."
Rourke skimmed his hands underneath Ezra's shirt, his fingertips danced along his ribcage, and Ezra shivered.
"I think I can."
He tugged at the fabric and didn't stop until he'd gotten Ezra naked waist-up.Gently, he pushed him onto the bed and crawled over him.Nuzzling along his throat, he fastened his lips on his collarbone.As the scent of arousal filled the air, Rourke groaned.He caressed Ezra's nipple, played with the barbell until he was squirming underneath him, then he fastened his lips over it and sucked.
"Rourke."It came out breathy and his eyes were like black pools.
"Yes?"
"Ugn."
Grinning, Rourke went back to work.Need surged inside when Ezra pushed against him, and he moved one hand to undo his jeans.The hard length strained against his underwear, and Rourke was more than a little pleased.This was so different from the previous times.
"Fuck, you're hot.I want to eat you."
Ezra's eyes widened, and his mouth fell open, but no sound came.
Rourke got the jeans, underwear, and socks off.He allowed his gaze to sweep over Ezra as he dropped everything to the floor.His studded cock was straining, the head flushed, and a drop of precome glistened at the tip.
Running his hands over his legs, up over his knees, and onto his thighs, he bent over Ezra and licked him from root to tip."The scary cock."
Ezra gave a strained chuckle, which had Rourke grinning."I've never been as terrified of a dick as I am of this one."
Ezra huffed, but it turned into a groan as Rourke took him in deep.
"I didn't think you were terrified of anything."He shuddered as Rourke teased his slit with his tongue.
"Terrified might be the wrong word.I fear one of these things will come off or I'll hurt you by tugging at them."
Ezra shook his head."They won't come off."
Rourke wished he'd take them off, but--his body, his choice.And considering how much had been taken from him, Rourke would never ask it of him.
He reached for the bedside table drawer and grabbed the lube.Ezra froze."What are you doing?"
"Lube."
A guarded look took over his eyes.
"I'm gonna show you something, and if you don't like it, we'll do something else."He wanted to bury himself in Ezra.Badly.His cock throbbed and his entire being ached with need.
Ezra narrowed his eyes."I remember the last time you took out that bottle."
