He summoned up a growl from deep within his chest. “You little tease. I said suck it.”
Ramin let up and looked at him, panting. His lips were red and puffy from all their kissing.
Noah needed to feel them on his bare skin.
He cupped the back of Ramin’s head. Ramin flashed him a look then, a look of such heat, such intensity, that Noah forgot how to breathe. All he could do was press gently, inexorably downward, driving Ramin toward his boxers until his teeth clenched around the elastic and pulled down.
Noah’s erection popped out, swinging back and forth before resting heavy and hot and twitching against his abdomen. Ramin pushed his shirt up, running his fingers along Noah’s stomach and chest, scratching lightly as he ran his slick tongue from Noah’s balls all the way up to his crown.
Noah sighed in ecstasy. How was Ramin so good at this? He was finding pleasure centers Noah didn’t even know he had.
“I love when you do that.”
Ramin looked up at him and gave him a smile that made Noah’s pulse race. Noah nearly lost himself in those luminous eyes. Maybe he would have, if Ramin’s soft lips weren’t still cradling him.
“Do that again.”
Ramin did, even slower this time, patiently caressing each sensitive inch. Noah never realized just how many nerve endings he had. He could feel the rasp of Ramin’s taste buds against his skin, the strength of the slick muscle as it traced his veins.
Noah melted into the couch.
“Yeah, baby, just like that.”
Ramin hummed with pleasure as he worked on Noah. Warm tongue, soft lips, gentle suction. Wet saliva coating him. When Ramin had done this back in the train station, Noah had been too distracted with playing his role right, too worried about getting caught, to notice just how messy it was. How obscenely hot. And then, yesterday morning, Ramin had been hidden beneath the blankets.
But now Noah had a front row seat as Ramin’s spit glistened across his skin, trickled down to his balls and farther below. He could see how Ramin’s cheeks hollowed with the suction. Take in the sloppy, sinful sounds of Ramin’s mouth as it spread his saliva all around.
Noah had a brief moment of worry for the couch, but it was quickly forgotten as Ramin cradled Noah’s head in his mouth. He looked right at Noah, holding his eyes, as he moved his head in a slow circle, letting Noah rub against the pillowy softness of his inner cheeks. Noah gasped at the sensation.
Ramin was playing him like an instrument. Noah wanted to sing out, but his throat was too tight. Instead he thrust his hips upward, driving himself deeper into Ramin’s mouth, grunting as he felt the tightness in the back. Ramin let out one of his littlehrknoises. Things got sloppier, slipperier, hotter as Noah held Ramin’s head down for a long second.
When he let go, Ramin popped off him with a gasp, but before Noahcould check in—make sure Ramin was doing okay—Ramin planted his mouth on Noah’s balls.
“Oh, holy…” he murmured as Ramin played with the sensitive skin there, tugged, kissed, licked. He stuck his nose into the crease of Noah’s inner thigh, gave a heady sniff, and Noah felt it like a shot up his whole spine. “That feels so good.”
Ramin worshipped him. Coated every bit of his skin with tongue, with spit, with anticipation, before he came back up to Noah’s leaking, angry erection.
He held it upright. Looked up at Noah with hunger in his eyes.
Noah’s heart hammered in anticipation. He nodded wordlessly.
Slowly, in one long, smooth movement, Ramin took Noah all the way in. He felt the folds of Ramin’s throat seize and then part. Felt Ramin’s exhale from the nose in his bush. Felt the heat and pressure as Ramin deep-throated him.
Noah’s limbs went numb.
Wet. Hot. Tight. Slick.
Euphoria.
Noah’s world contracted to a single point between his legs. Ramin’s throat contracting in waves around him. His tongue slipping out to tickle Noah’s balls.
Those sinfulglk-glk-glksounds as Ramin swallowed around him.
“How are you even doing that?” Noah sighed.
No one had ever done that to him before. He’d always thought it was something people only did in porn.
Ramin hummed, setting Noah’s nerves on fire. He could feel it all around him, buzzing, the sensation hooking behind his navel, the pleasure curling up his spine like smoke rising into the night sky.
