After a moment, Arthur turned his face toward him.
“Thank you, Jesse. That was incredible,” he said. “May I help you find the same pleasure now?” Arthur’s eyes fell to his stomach and then to Jesse’s wet hand. “Although, perhaps we should clean up first. I wouldn’t want to ruin these sheets of yours.”
Jesse pressed one more kiss to Arthur’s cheek and scrambled out of bed. He snatched the closest piece of cloth he could find, which happened to be a lightly used bed shirt that was rumpled on the floor. After wiping his hand, he tossed it onto Arthur’s midsection. Arthur cleaned himself, balled up the shirt, set it near his feet, and rolled onto his side.
Holding out his hand, Arthur said, “Come here. Let me take care of you.”
Jesse climbed into bed and lay on his back. He and Arthur shared a kiss as Arthur took Jesse’s length in his palm. He began to move his hand, though his touch was so gentle, it made Jesse chuckle.
“Arthur, you won’t break it,” he said. “Touch it as you touch your own.”
“Sorry.” Arthur nuzzled Jesse’s cheek and tightenedhis grip. “How’s this?”
Jesse let out a hum of pleasure as Arthur pumped his fist. “It’s perfect.”
“Youare perfect, my sweet Jesse,” Arthur said. Arthur's words made Jesse’s heart flutter, and his face warmed. “Oh, how I love it when your face flushes like that. Do I embarrass you so much with my compliments?”
Jesse squeezed his eyes shut. “Constantly.”
“Do you mind it?” Arthur asked, moving his fist faster. Jesse shook his head, and Arthur then kissed his cheek. “Good. Because I never want to stop making you blush.”
After one more sweet kiss, Arthur rested his head next to Jesse’s on the pillow. Arthur’s wavy brown hair tickled Jesse’s chin, and Jesse could tell that Arthur must have been watching his hand move. Slowly, Jesse opened his eyes so that he could watch, too.
Heat settled low in Jesse’s belly as he stared, and a tingling sensation crept up his spine, the rush of pleasure making his muscles tighten. Pre-ejaculate began to leak from the head of his cock, enough that Arthur’s movements were no longer the nearly silentthwipof flesh moving over flesh, but a sound now imbued with the evidence of pleasure.
“Gorgeous,” Arthur cooed. “I love how wet you’ve become. Are you always this way?”
Jesse’s face turned hot again. Arthur was back to being Arthur now, with his incessant, wonderful talking and his apparent need to make Jesse burn with embarrassment or shame or both.
“Yes,” Jesse rasped, barely even able to form words through his increasing ecstasy.
Jesse had always produced a lot of pre-ejaculate. None of Jesse’s previous partners had ever mentioned it. But of course Arthur Hughes was the sort of man to comment on every single thing in the bedroom (well, as long ashewasn’t the one being pleasured,seemingly).
“It’s lovely,” Arthur said, his voice syrupy sweet. “Does this mean you’re close?”
Jesse eked out another “yes,” and then Arthur sat up on his elbow. He increased the speed of his strokes, tightening his fist ever so slightly.
“Look at me, Jesse.”
Jesse complied. Immediately upon meeting Arthur’s intense stare, he wanted to look away, but somehow, he knew that Arthur would only scold him for it. Jesse’s face flushed hotter.
“I want to see your face when you come for me,” Arthur said. “I want to watch you succumb to that peak moment of pleasure.”
Breath hitching, Jesse thrust his hips up into Arthur’s fast-moving fist. Fuck, he was so fucking close to coming.
“Let me see you,” Arthur crooned.
Jesse’s heart stuttered as those words seemed to reach inside him, brushing something—some fear, some truth about who he was and who he had once been and who he wanted to be—and threatening to bring that something forth. But then Arthur hummed next to his ear and the soft vibrations sent little tremors of pleasure rippling over every inch of his body, making his muscles shake and banishing all thoughts from his mind.
“Yes, that’s it,” Arthur whispered as Jesse teetered on the precipice of release. “Almost there.” He kissed Jesse’s cheek. “Oh, what a pretty man you are, sweet Jesse.”
Arthur’s ridiculous compliment set Jesse’s soul ablaze. Letting out a moan, Jesse began to come.
“God, you are so beautiful like this,” Arthur said.
Once Jesse knew his cock was spent, he permitted himself to close his eyes as an unwelcome mixture of embarrassment and unease and fondness washed over him. Arthur swiftly began to pepper his lips over every inch of his face, and then Arthur’s mouthfinally found his, finishing this otherworldly experience with the most passionate kiss.
“Do you mind me calling you that?” Arthur asked, finally breaking their kiss. “Pretty?”
