Jamie kissed his husband with a thoroughness that left Kyle gasping against his mouth, naked body pressed against his own clothed one, neither of them letting go.
* * *
Jamie hidhis smirk behind his wineglass as he watched Kyle close his eyes, hand clenched tight around his fork as he tried not to squirm in his chair. The dildo Jamie had pushed inside him before setting about making them dinner was the cause of Kyle’s distraction and Jamie’s enjoyment.
The toy in question wasn’t the largest in their collection, but it doubled as a vibrator. Jamie had teased Kyle with the vibration off and on throughout cooking them dinner. When they’d finally sat down for the meal, Jamie had set the vibration on a cycle of different speeds, with the lowest setting as its default in order to never give Kyle a break as they ate the first meal of their honeymoon.
Kyle, doing his best to obey Jamie’s order and not come during dinner while Jamie teased him from a distance, was a sight to behold.
He sat to Jamie’s left, still naked, wearing only his wedding rings and collar. He hadn’t put his clothes back on after Jamie had ordered him to strip, and Jamie had upped the temperature in the suite accordingly so he wouldn’t take a chill. Jamie was toying with the idea of not allowing Kyle to get dressed until they were prepared to leave the spaceship in a week’s time. The idea was certainly appealing.
Jamie glanced at the remote control resting beside his dinner plate when it flashed at him. The small number on the screen flickered to the lowest setting as the vibration dialed down to default once more. Kyle shuddered in his seat, gasping as he got some relief, though it wasn’t much. Jamie could see how hard his cock was from the way it curved toward his stomach, the tip red and shiny with precum. Jamie had refused to let Kyle touch himself once they left the viewing room, and Jamie hadn’t bothered with a cock ring.
If Kyle wanted dessert, he had to get through dinner without coming.
“You should finish what’s left of your meal,” Jamie said.
Kyle glared at Jamie as he carefully stabbed at the piece of pork loin he’d cut and then had to forego when the vibration setting had dialed up a minute ago. “I would, exceptsomeonekeeps interrupting me.”
“You work well under pressure. I know you can handle it.”
“I’d handle it better if you helped me out.”
Kyle gestured pointedly at his hard cock before shoving the fork into his mouth. Jamie let him finish what was left on his plate before tapping the remote, ending the automatic cycling option, and manually adjusted the vibration to a middle setting. Kyle was reaching for his wineglass when the change happened, and he smacked his hand down on the table for support rather than tip over his glass.
Head hanging down, face flushed as he shifted against the dildo that wasn’t going anywhere, Kyle whimpered as he tried not to come. Jamie left Kyle in the chair as he cleared the table and put away the leftovers. The small chocolate cake that had been part of the food order he’d put in before their arrival rested on a shelf in the refrigerator. Jamie took it out, along with a chilled bottle of champagne. He cut a slice big enough for them to share, plated it, and carried both back to the table.
Two champagne glasses were already on the table as part of the place setting. Jamie uncorked the bottle and poured them each a glass. Once the fizz had settled down, he picked one up and stepped closer to Kyle’s seat.
He smoothed his hand over Kyle’s hair and down to the back of his neck. The collar was a bright line wrapped around his throat as Jamie gently tugged at it. “Look up.”
Kyle raised his head, blinking up at Jamie with green eyes dominated by dilated pupils. Jamie cradled the back of Kyle’s head in one hand as he placed the champagne glass against his lips. “Drink.”
He opened his mouth, drinking down the entire glass of champagne one swallow at a time. Some of it escaped his lips, dripping down his chin, but Jamie never stopped pouring it. When he finished the glass, Jamie set it aside and guided Kyle to his feet. Kyle swayed once he was upright, and Jamie settled a hand against the curve of his ass, one finger resting against the flared base of the dildo. He could feel the vibration it provided, could hear the faint, muffled buzz that had been white noise throughout dinner.
The dildo was still in place, but Jamie pushed against it anyway, shifting it inside Kyle. Kyle’s fingers tightened around the fabric of Jamie’s dress shirt, making the buttons strain against the seams.
“I’ve been good,” Kyle muttered against his chest, breathing quick and sharp through his nose.
Jamie kissed him on the top of his head. “You’ve been very good, but we still have dessert to finish.”
Kyle’s whimper went straight to Jamie’s hard cock, his dress pants straining against his erection. He’d been ignoring his own desire all evening, the anticipation something Jamie enjoyed as he teased Kyle to the edge and back.
Jamie moved around the table and sat in his chair, shoving it back some and at an angle. He spread his legs, ignoring the faint discomfort as the zipper in his pants pressed against his cock, and pulled Kyle toward him. He guided Kyle to straddle his left thigh. He could feel a little of the vibration from the dildo through the base of it, and he knew it had to be worse for Kyle.
Kyle hooked his right arm around Jamie’s neck to help keep his balance as he ground his body against Jamie’s thigh. Jamie let him, watching the way his cock bobbed in the air from the motion. Kyle couldn’t get any friction this way, and Jamie refused to let him press in close, stopping his attempt to grind against Jamie’s torso with a firm hand.
“Stay,” Jamie told him.
Kyle swore but scooted back farther along Jamie’s thigh to his original position. Jamie reached for the cake and scooped up a bit of frosting with his fingers, holding the treat up to Kyle’s mouth. He licked it off without prompting, sucking at Jamie’s fingers the way he would his cock. Jamie fed him two more bites before taking one of his own, using the fork instead of his fingers. When he set the fork down, he picked up the remote and dialed the vibration up another level.
Kyle yelped, rising a little off Jamie’s thigh, but Jamie pushed him back down. The vibrations were stronger, and Kyle’s fingers dug into Jamie’s shoulders. His cock was hard and leaking all over Jamie’s dress pants, his balls rubbing over the wet spot every time his hips shifted forward and back, searching for relief.
Jamie picked up another piece of cake and held his fingers in front of Kyle’s mouth. “Open.”
He let out a shaky breath, the air warm across Jamie’s knuckles. Then he leaned forward and carefully ate the bite of chocolate cake, licking Jamie’s fingers clean of frosting. Jamie fed Kyle the rest of the cake, and between every couple of bites, he upped the vibration level of the dildo. After the last bite, Jamie dialed it up to the highest setting, and the heavy vibration that thrummed against his thigh made his own cock ache.
He ground his body against Jamie’s thigh, clinging to him with both hands. Jamie kissed Kyle on the cheek, licking over his jaw and tasting just a hint of champagne on his skin.
