Noah slipped out of him, smooth and easy. Immediately, Benji felt like an idiot—maybe hecould’vetaken him and all of this was for nothing, Noah was going to be so disappointed in him.
Something touched the back of his head. Benji jerked.
“Easy,” Noah said. “Just getting your blindfold, baby.”
The black silk fell away. Benji blinked through blurry eyes, watching Noah reach up and untie his wrists. He didn’tlookmad. But the failure was still pounding through Benji, as fast and powerful as his heartbeat.
“Hey,” Noah said. “What did I tell you about safewording?”
It took several seconds for Benji to remember. His mind was still racing, lust and panic, and an unrelenting flood of endorphins.
“That you’d be proud of me if I did it,” Benji muttered. “Because it meant I trusted you enough to stop.”
“Good,” Noah praised, untying his wrists. “I’m so proud of you, baby. You did so good, telling me you needed to stop.”
Benji started to protest—he didn’tneedto stop, he probably could’ve kept going if he pushed through the panic—but then his hands were free, and Noah was reaching down to undo his cock ring.
“Wait,” Benji said.
Noah stopped, looking up expectantly. He was so beautiful that Benji forgot what he’d been about to say: pupils blown, oiled hair a mess over his forehead. He was watching Benji like he’d give him the world on a platter.
“I want to keep it,” Benji managed. “Want you to take it off when you’re in me. When you decide to let me come.”
Noah took his chin with his dry hand, thumbing away a tear. “Are you sure? We can stop.”
“I want it,” Benji insisted. His hole clenched around nothing. He felt soempty. He made a lost noise, surging up to kiss Noah. He missed his mouth on the first try, smearing a kiss on his cheek before finally finding his target.
Noah kissed him, deep and wet. His hand bent Benji’s skinny thigh, tugging him to lie down on the mattress and holding his legs open.
Benji went, his head full of cotton. The panic was gone now, a distant memory as Noah pressed his whole weight down on him. Overwhelming him, claiming him,owninghim. Just how Benji liked it.
“So open for me,” Noah panted as he pressed inside. “You took my fingers so well, baby. Let me stretch you so fucking wide. Did exactly what I told you, even told me to stop when you wanted to, like a good boy.”
He kissed him again. Benji kissed back as best he could, but it was difficult through all the moans Noah was coaxing out of him. Noah’s cock still felt like heaven, even after all this stretching.The bulge in the middle drove him crazy every time Noah pulled out or rocked back in, careful thrusts as he reached down to Benji’s sensitive cock.
Benji wailed as Noah stroked him, tears streaming down his face.
“Please,” Benji slurred. “Pleasepleaseplease, Noah,fuck.”
“You can take it,” Noah told him, hips and hand working faster. “Such a sweet baby, you can take it. Take all of me, everything I give you. And if you want to stop, you know what word to use, don’t you, baby?”
Benji couldn’t speak. Couldn’t even rock back against Noah’s thrusts. He could only lie there, legs hitched up against his hips, and let Noah take him. It was incandescent. He’d never felt so good as he did with Noah inside him, over him, making him his.
“Such a good boy,” Noah groaned into his ear. “So perfect. Gonna take such good care of you, baby, sweetheart, so fucking good for me.”
Benji sobbed. He wanted to tell Noah he’d never been good until Noah touched him, that he was so grateful, that he’d carry this feeling with him for the rest of his life. But he still couldn’t speak, and Noah was finally undoing his cock ring.
“Come for me,” Noah ordered.
Benji obeyed, voice cracking around a cry.
He came back to himself slowly. He was clean and warm and wrapped in Noah’s big arms, with Noah’s chin hooked over his shoulder.
“Hey,” Noah murmured as Benji made a sleepy noise. “How’re you feeling?”
Benji considered. He felt satisfied. Tired. Vulnerable, but not in the usual way that made him want to hide.
A trust-building exercise, Noah had said. Benji definitely trusted him more. He wouldn’t let anyone else put a damn blindfold on him. And watching Noah instantly react to his safeword had made something click into place inside of him. He’d knownlogicallythat Noah would listen to Benji if he safeworded. But there was a big difference between knowing something in your head and knowing it in your bones.
