“Watch,” Alexei rumbled.
“We did a lot of watching last night,” Sean said, arching his back a little as Alexei’s hand drifted lower down his chest.
Alexei smirked. “Watch some more.”
Sean sighed, but he met Alexei’s gaze in the mirror hanging from the wall across the room readily enough. The mirror was a new addition to their bedroom, less than a month old. Floor-length and wider than the standard measurements, it was set in a classic black frame that Alexei personally thought was boring and tasteless. He’d wanted the ornate gold one with intricate filigree interspersed with crystals, but Sean had put his foot down and it wasn’t worth the argument at the time.
When Alexei could convince Sean to get a ceiling mirror,thatone would have the gold frame.
The fact that they had a mirror at all again felt like a triumph. Their time with Cillian had upended their relationship in ways they were still mending, but watching each other during sex had been impossible after Boston until recently. When one was forced to watch the man they loved be tortured, keeping eye contact after that became difficult.
But they could look at each other in the mirror again, and the time it took for either of them to look away was lengthening. Someday in the future they never would, and Alexei couldn’t wait for that moment to come. Alexei didn’t mind taking things slow, so long as they were both comfortable. He enjoyed watching his partners, loved how they looked in the throes of passion. Sean’s experience with sex hadn’t been that great before he stumbled into Alexei’s life, and Alexei had sought to rectify that almost immediately once they got together.
He took Sean’s cock in hand, casually stroking the hardening length with fingers slick from lube. Sean moaned, his head tipping back and mouth dropping open, the line of his throat in shadow in the mirror. He was so open like this, body on display for Alexei, no longer as shy as he once was in the beginning of their relationship.
“Like you like this,kotyonok,” Alexei said as he rubbed his thumb over the sensitive head of Sean’s cock. The tip was wet with pre-cum and he spread it around, liking the way it made Sean whimper. “Way you let me touch. How you make me feel.”
“Pretty sure I’m feeling a lot more than you are right now,” Sean gasped, thrusting a bit into the circle of Alexei’s fingers.
The motion caused Alexei’s cock to slide between Sean’s legs, the dry friction making his nerves tingle. Alexei bit Sean gently on the shoulder, gray eyes half-lidded in the mirror. “Think I feel nothing with you in my arms?”
“Not what I said.”
Alexei shifted his hand to tug at Sean’s balls, liking the sound he made. “Like noises you make. Mean I make you happy.”
“Youalwaysmake me happy,” Sean replied a little breathlessly as he squirmed against Alexei.
“Make you most happy.”
Sean groaned as he watched Alexei grab the discarded lube bottle. “It’s not a contest, you know.”
Of course it wasn’t, but it was always better when Alexei won.
“Is fun.”
Sean laughed, turning his head and breaking eye contact in the mirror. Alexei glanced down, pleased to see the crooked little smile on Sean’s faintly flushed face. His brown eyes were bright and open, the hesitancy in his gaze that had lingered in the long weeks after Boston gone now. Alexei couldn’t help but kiss Sean when he was like this. Sean wrapped his right arm around Alexei’s neck, keeping him there for a good minute, tongues licking deeply into each other’s mouths.
Sean pressed his ass back against Alexei’s groin, using his free hand to fondle Alexei’s cock. His touch made Alexei groan.
“You should get me ready,” Sean said, biting gently at Alexei’s bottom lip.
“Sore?” Alexei asked.
Sean skimmed his lips over the faint scruff along Alexei’s jaw. “A little, but you won’t hurt me.”
Alexei tightened his hand on Sean’s hip before shifting backward, reluctantly putting some distance between them. He reached for the lube again, absently making a note they needed to add more to their delivery order. He gently pushed two fingers into Sean, watching the play of emotions that ran across his face in the mirror. Sean shuddered, fingers digging into the mattress as Alexei fingered him open. His throat worked convulsively as Alexei diligently stretched him, using so much lube in the process it trickled down his thighs.
When he finally slid into Sean, it felt like coming home, the hot push into his welcoming body drawing a shuddering sigh from Alexei’s lips. Sean let out a cry, body tightening around Alexei. He hooked a hand under Sean’s knee and raised his leg up, opening him up more.
“Shh,kotyonok,” Alexei soothed as he rolled his hips inexorably forward.
“Lyosha!” Sean panted, his entire body shaking in Alexei’s arms.
Sean took him beautifully, loose and open, swallowing every last inch of him into clenching heat. In the mirror, Sean’s eyes were closed, and Alexei nosed at his sweaty hair, pressing a kiss to his temple.
“Watch,” he said, voice gone deep and guttural.
Sean moaned, eyes blinking open. Alexei glanced down at him, seeing the way blackness ate up the brown. He looked beautiful like this, full of Alexei’s cock, body flushed from pleasure. Alexei pulled out a few inches before pushing back in, slow and deep and absolutelyperfect.
