“Is that a yes?” Sean asked, refusing to acknowledge the way his knees felt a little shaky at the thought of Alexei actually sayingno.
“Da,” Alexei said hoarsely. “Put ring on.”
Sean pried the ring out with trembling fingers, dropping the box on the ground between their feet. He took Alexei’s left hand in his and slid the engagement ring all the way on until it settled snugly against the last knuckle.
He held onto Alexei’s hand, admiring the way it looked—perfect andright. Sean lifted his gaze to Alexei’s face and found those familiar gray eyes staring right at him with a searing heat that burned him straight to the core.
“Lyosha,” he whispered.
Alexei’s hands dug into his shoulders, propelling him around until Sean’s hips hit the dining room table, the corner digging into his ass. Alexei kicked the chair at the head of the table out of the way before sweeping his arm across the tabletop. Dishes, flatware, and water glasses tumbled to the floor, including Alexei’s wine glass. The sound of several dishes shattering when they hit the rug made Sean grab Alexei by the collar of his shirt.
“Lyosha!” Sean exclaimed. “You’re cleaning that mess up.”
“Later,” Alexei grunted as he hauled Sean up onto the table.
“I thought you were hungry?”
Alexei’s fingers deftly undid Sean’s jeans, slipping inside to stroke over hisveryinterested cock. The smile he shot Sean was absolutely filthy. “Eat now.”
Sean’s face burned at the implication of what Alexei wanted, but he wasn’t about to tell him to stop. Sean braced himself against the table—so incredibly glad they’d bought a sturdy one—and lifted his hips to make it easier for Alexei to yank off his jeans and underwear. When Sean would have stripped off his shirt, Alexei got in the way by pushing him down onto the table.
Sean lifted a bare foot and pressed it against Alexei’s chest. Alexei grabbed his ankle, fingers stroking up his calf, the touch intimate in a way that made his skin prickle. Sean watched as Alexei reached behind himself to grab the chair he’d shoved aside and drag it close again. When Alexei sat down and pulled Sean’s legs over his shoulders, he groaned in anticipation, vaguely thinking he was glad he’d showered before starting on dinner.
Warm hands slid between his ass and the table, pulling him closer to the edge. Alexei’s hot breath blew over the sensitive skin behind his balls, making Sean bite his lip to hold back a whimper.
“I was going to propose to you the other day,” Sean managed to get out. “But then we got arrested.”
“This better than pancakes,” Alexei said, licking up the underside of his rapidly hardening cock. “Better than anything outside. Can fuck you here.”
Sean really didn’t have any argument against that, especially when Alexei sucked the head of his cock into that hot mouth. He pressed his heels against the hard muscles of Alexei’s back, urging him closer.
“Lyosha,” he panted. “Don’t tease.”
Alexei hummed, and the vibrations zinged through Sean’s cock, making him arch upward as much as he could. Alexei kept one firm hand on his stomach beneath his shirt, fingers splayed wide, trying to keep him still.
Sean tangled the fingers of one hand in Alexei’s brown hair, got a good handful, and tugged pointedly. “Thought you said you were hungry?”
Alexei slowly released Sean’s cock before he started to work his way farther down between Sean’s legs with soft, sucking kisses that had Sean squirming.
“Impatient,” Alexei muttered before he used his tongue to trace the shape of Sean’s balls.
“You’re the one teasing me.”
“Like pretty sounds you make, Senichka.”
A moment later, the warm wetness of Alexei’s tongue licked a broad stripe over his sensitive hole. Sean cried out, yanking at Alexei’s hair and trying to pull him closer. He felt more than heard Alexei laugh, the way the sound vibrated against his body, tickling his skin.
When the tip of Alexei’s tongue pushed its way through the tight ring of muscle, Sean moaned loudly, feeling his toes curl at the sensation. He’d maybe been rimmed a handful of times in his life before meeting Alexei. Since last summer, he couldn’t imagine sex without it anymore. Alexei always took great enjoyment in eating him out, getting him loose and wet with that talented tongue of his before deigning to give Sean his cock.
Alexei’s tongue licked at his entrance again, teasing him, and Sean squirmed against the touch. Alexei pushed his tongue back inside, tip fluttering, and the sensation made Sean’s spine tingle. He could feel Alexei’s breath blowing between his legs, an intimate tickle that had Sean wanting to move away and press closer at the same time.
“Fuck,” he moaned, fingers flexing in Alexei’s hair.
One thick finger slipped inside him, tugging him open even more. Alexei fit his mouth over as much of Sean’s hole as he could, sucking gently. Sean cried out, throwing his head back as Alexei found his prostate and started to rub it. His tongue slipped further inside, licking as deep as he could, and Sean wanted more.
Moments like this always relegated Sean to sound, not necessarily words, which he knew Alexei liked. The way Alexei determinedly licked him open made Sean’s head spin, even while lying down. The sucking, wet sounds coming from between his legs never stopped as Alexei determinedly took him apart with mouth and hands.
Sean twisted Alexei’s hair around his fingers and pushed his body against that willing mouth at a particularly deep thrust from his tongue, grinding against his face. He stroked his cock a time or two, but without any lube to ease the dry friction, Sean gave up in favor of grabbing another fistful of Alexei’s hair.
