And, fuck, for some reason, Jesse wanted to let him.
Slowly, Jesse’s lingering heartbreak and self-loathing and sorrow began to wane, the emotions receding and leaving only lust and like and want in their wake. Surrendering to his hope that Arthur might mean those beautiful words, Jesse fisted Arthur’s hair and moaned. After what seemed like a brief moment of hesitation, Arthur’s hand found Jesse’s backside. Jesse’s cock began to stiffen as their tongues touched.
“Oh, how I’ve missed you,” Arthur said through an exhale, momentarily breaking their kiss.
Jesse’s heart fluttered. “I missed you, too.”
Arthur began fumbling for something, and before Jesse could break away to see what it was, the soft sound of fabric rustling followed by a light snap of cloth reached his ears. Jesse opened his eyes to see Arthur clutching a white handkerchief, and then the man’s hands found the hem of Jesse’s pants.
“I want to touch you,” Arthur said. “I want to show you how much I’ve missed you.” After popping the first button, he paused to look in Jesse’s eyes. “May I?”
Swallowing hard, Jesse nodded, a lightning bolt of arousal causing his cock to twitch in the confines of his trousers. Arthur missed him. Arthurwantedhim.
Oh, fuck, and Jesse wanted him, too.
Jesse let out a needy sigh as Arthur finished unfastening his pants and drawers, and then, in one fast motion, Arthur pulled both of them halfway to Jesse’s knees, just low enough to free his waiting cock. Arthur straightened back up and Jesse leaned forward to rest his head on Arthur’s shoulder as Arthur wrapped his hand around Jesse’s length. Both of them watched as Arthur began to pump his fist. Jesse eked out a soft whimper as pleasure settled low in his stomach. Only a few seconds in, Jesse’s cock began to leak, copious pre-ejaculate coating his shaft.
“There we are,” Arthur whispered. “Look how lovely that is.”
Jesse shuddered slightly, Arthur’s complimentary words ratcheting his pleasure higher, even as his cheeks began to flush. Arthur kissed the top of Jesse’s head and nuzzled his nose into his hair. He inhaled and then hummed as though pleased by the scent.
Arthur continued to pump his fist, and Jesse trembled, his knees wobbling slightly as heat rushed to his cock. Fuck, he was feeling so intoxicated by Arthur’s care that he could barely keep himself upright. Knees still weak, Jesse clutched tight to the front of Arthur’s jacket.
“Sweet Jesse,” Arthur cooed. “I know you must be close.”
Arthur positioned the handkerchief in front of Jesse’s swollen member, and the sight of it there, ready and waiting, nearly caused Jesse to climax on the spot. He was teetering on the precipice now. He could feel it.
Jesse’s muscles began to tremble, his cheeks burning hotter. Shivers of pleasure needled up his spine.
“That’s it,” Arthur whispered. “Good boy.”
Arthur’s Goddamned praise sent him over the edge. Jesse cried out softly as his cock began to pulse, his ejaculate shooting into the waiting white handkerchief. Arthur continued to move his hand to coax out every last drop. He whispered words of praise into Jesse’s ear, calling him things like lovely and pretty, and his voice made Jesse feel wanted and whole.
“I’m so sorry, Jesse. I’ve been so lost without you,” Arthur said.
Capturing Arthur’s mouth in another kiss, Jesse moved to unfasten Arthur’s pants so that he could bring Arthur the same sort of pleasure and prove to him how lost he had been, too. But the moment that his fingers found the first button, someone knocked.
Fear seized Jesse by the throat. Immediately, he broke their kiss. He scrambled to fasten the buttons of his pants while Arthur hurriedly shoved the balled-up handkerchief inside one of his pockets.
“Just a moment!” Arthur called out.
His hair was sticking up every which way. Jesse lunged forward to fix it.
“It’s only me,” Charlotte said from the hallway.
Arthur and Jesse shared a look and let out long breaths of relief in tandem.
“Oh, thank God,” Arthur said through his next exhale.
“I’ll wait out here,” Charlotte said.
Arthur placed his palm flat on his own chest, over his heart.
“I feel as though I might faint.” He pressed his hand to Jesse’s chest in the same fashion. “Yours is beating as fast as mine. Lord in heaven, that was close.”
Disoriented from the rush of terror, Jesse only barely managed a nod. Arthur took a step backward, straightening his jacket.
“Do I look presentable?” he asked.
