The promise in Alexei’s voice sent a shiver down Sean’s spine, making his cock twitch. Alexei pulled away and got off the bed to go dig through the complimentary basket of bedroom items in the en suite bathroom. Sean tucked an arm behind his head and idly stroked his cock with dry fingers, watching Alexei return to him with an appreciative gaze.
“Like what you see?” Alexei asked, taking a moment to flex his arms for Sean’s enjoyment.
“I like every inch of you.”
Alexei raised an eyebrow. “Give you inches.”
Sean laughed, reaching for Alexei to pull him closer. “That wasterrible. I don’t know why I married you.”
Alexei settled between his legs again, dragging a hand down Sean’s torso. “Love me.”
Sean curled his fingers loosely around Alexei’s wrist. “Yeah. I do.”
He didn’t look away from Alexei’s face, the both of them long since having gotten over the fear of meeting each other’s gazes. Sean watched as Alexei opened the lube to slick up his fingers and wrap them around their cocks. The easy, gliding touch made Sean gasp, hips canting upward, following the pull of Alexei’s fingers.
“Will go slow,” Alexei promised as he dragged his thumb over the tip of Sean’s cock.
“Don’t take forever.”
Alexei hummed thoughtfully as he stroked their cocks again with the same slow, dragging touch. “Do what I want. Keep you on edge for me.”
Sean groaned, digging his fingers into the duvet. “That’s more for you.”
“You like.”
Sean swallowed as Alexei’s fingers tightened a little more on the next stroke. “Yeah.”
He liked anything Alexei wanted to do, even if in the beginning it had taken some coaxing for certain acts. Watching himself get fucked in a mirror had been embarrassing the first few times, but then Sean had grown to like it, especially since he knew just how much it turned Alexei on.
“We should request a mirror,” Sean said, reaching between them to tug at Alexei’s balls.
Alexei groaned and leaned into the touch as Sean stroked the sensitive skin behind his balls. “Have best idea.”
Alexei shifted away from Sean’s touch, letting go of both their cocks to slide down the bed. He locked eyes with Sean before licking a hot, wet stripe up Sean’s cock. Sean let his head fall back to the bed, breathing through the touch as Alexei wrapped his lips around the sensitive head.
Sean bit his lip, not bothering to hold back a whimper as Alexei tongued the slit before sliding his mouth down the hardening length. Sean gasped as wet heat surrounded him, enjoying the feel of Alexei’s mouth. His hips twitched when he felt one slick finger slide over his hole before slowly slipping inside.
“God, Lyosha,” Sean moaned, rocking upward to follow Alexei’s mouth as he pulled back before sinking down onto the finger inside him.
Alexei couldn’t speak, but his smugness came through in a hum that made Sean’s toes curl. Sean closed his eyes, enjoying Alexei’s unhurried touch, even though he knew it would drive him mad later. He stroked a hand over Alexei’s hair, settling his fingers against the curve of his skull.
Sean pushed up into that wet heat and sank back down against the second finger pushing inside him. Sean groaned from the way Alexei’s throat constricted around his cock and the teasing touch against his prostate. It made him shudder, skin prickling with desire and want.
Sean made a disappointed sound when Alexei pulled off a minute or two later, dragging his tongue up the underside of Sean’s cock as he did so. He turned his head and pressed a kiss against Sean’s thigh, lips warm against overheated skin.
“Make you feel good,” Alexei said, the words a little muffled as he shifted lower, mouth tracing an intimate path between Sean’s legs.
Sean blinked his eyes open, staring up at the ceiling. “You always do.”
He drew in a sharp breath when Alexei licked over his hole, teasing the rim. Sean dug his heels against the bed, pushing his body into the touch. He spread his legs wider as Alexei tilted his hips to a better angle. Sean whimpered at the slide of Alexei’s tongue pushing between warm fingers to lick inside him.
The touch was wet and intimate, Alexei’s warm breath tickling the sensitive skin behind his balls. Sean tipped his head back and flexed his fingers against the bed, the fabric bunching between his fingers. The way Alexei’s mouth moved against him made Sean’s breath catch in his throat and his nipples harden. He pushed up against Alexei’s mouth, moaning as a third finger was added, stretching him wider.
“Want you in me,” Sean said as he stroked his own cock.
Alexei didn’t respond, focused on Sean’s pleasure in a way that always drove him mad. And Sean, well, he wasn’t complaining, not even when Alexei’s fingers rubbed against his prostate and didn’t stop.
Sean groaned, instinctively trying to arch away from the pressure, but Alexei followed with a relentless determination that saw Sean pinned to the bed by one firm hand. Every attempt to shift away from the fingers and tongue resulted in a more insistent touch until he was writhing against Alexei’s mouth, nerves on fire and cock leaking precum on his stomach.
