“Pretty good.”
Which earned him a glare.
“Turn,” River ordered.
Newt turned and the delicious torture continued. River slid his hands down his back, massaging him with his thumbs, pressing hard enough between the bony ridges of Newt’s spine to make the breath catch in his throat. When River slid his fingers down the crease of his arse, Newt jerked against the tiles.
“Fuck!” Newt groaned.
“Love that?”
“You know I do.”
“Say it then!”
“I really like it when you do that.”
River pressed himself against him, nipped his shoulder hard, then kissed it better as he pushed one finger down the cleft of Newt’s backside. A knee between his thighs made Newt widen his stance.
“Tell me what you…think about this.” River teased the line of flesh between Newt’s balls and the entrance to his body, pressing until Newt was up on his toes and whining.
When River slid to his knees and Newt felt his mouth on his backside, he forgot how to breathe. He tipped back his head, trying to fill his lungs only for a torrent of water to hit his face and pour into his throat. River was clearly soconcerned by the amount of choking going on, that he pushed to his feet, slapped him on the back and Newt flailed.
“Are you okay?”
“Just drowning…not waving. Fuck!” He coughed.
“Don’t drown yet! I need you to…tell me something first. Three words. Can you…g-guess what they are?”
“Who are you?”
“No!”
River sounded so outraged that Newt laughed and coughed at the same time.
River dragged his lightly stubbled chin down Newt’s spine. “Let’s get out while you’re still breathing.”
“But you missed a bit.”
“Did I?”
“More than a bit, really. Quite a big part of me.”
“Sorry. I didn’t notice.”
“That’s my confidence shredded. Maybe we do need that tape measure.”
“Go lie on the bed and I’ll see if I can f-figure out what you’re…talking about.”
Newt growled, but grabbed a towel as he went back into the bedroom. Just as he reached the bed, River leapt on his back and knocked him forwards onto the mattress.
“Hey! Be careful of your side!” Newt told him. “My sewing isn’t very neat if it needs redoing.”
“I’m fine. I’ll change the d-dressing later. Roll onto your back.”
After River slid off him, Newt flipped over.
“Oh, that’s what you were t-talking about.” River licked around Newt’s navel.
