“Supplies?”
Damon shrugged. “I dunno. Magic salves, I guess.” His lips curved up in a smirk. “I can’t say it was a hardship to rub it in. You were moaning in your sleep.”
Jonah frowned and ducked back into the bathroom. “Yeah, right,” he muttered before he reached around and prodded at his hole gingerly. A little sore, but nothing that bad.
“Are you coming back out here, or what?”
Had Damon showered him, too? Jonah was pretty sure he should be covered in dirt from the path and the grass, but all he had were the bruises on his knees – and the rest of him – to prove what they’d done.
Whatever. He walked back out into the bedroom, gratified when Damon’s dark gaze followed him as he crossed to the bed.
“I almost forgot the toy,” Damon said. It was sitting on the table next to the bed, and Jonah tilted his head as he looked at it before he turned his attention back to Damon.
“I never saw the one I was playing with before.”
Damon smirked. The sheets pooled at his waist, exposing his bare chest. God, he was just awallof muscle. Jonah wanted to lick him all over.
“Your turn, pretty boy,” Damon said. “Take what you want.”
Jonah didn’t hesitate. He jumped onto the bed, straddling Damon’s thighs with a grin. Damon leaned back against the headboard, resting his arms behind his head.
Jonah tugged the sheet down. His eyes followed the trail of hair running down from Damon’s navel, down to his cock…
Fuck, he washuge.Hard, too, and when Jonah ran his fingers gently down the length of him, Damon hummed, shifting his thighs wider.
“You have something else to be doing,” he said.
Jonah looked at Damon from under his lashes. “It can wait.”
“Don’t let me stop you, then.”
Jonah grinned again, lifting Damon’s cock gently. He couldn’t quite fit his hand around its girth and his mouth watered as he ducked his head.
Damon grunted when Jonah licked over the head of his cock, tongue dipping into the slit to lap at his pre-cum. He sucked on it, trying to fit the bulge into his mouth, and Jonah could tell Damon was holding himself still from the way his thighs gently trembled.
He pulled off and looked up at Damon, stroking gently. Damon’s eyes were dark again, expression almost unreadable.
Jonah licked his lower lip, turning his expression coy. He wanted what he’d had earlier when Damon had used Jonah to get himself off. Usually, he had no problem taking what he wanted, but with Damon… He wanted Damon in charge. Just for a little while.
“I don’t think I can do it,” he said, still rubbing his thumb over the head of Damon’s cock. “It’ssobig.”
“Come here.”
Damon grabbed Jonah’s waist as Jonah moved up his body, kissing him deeply once Jonah was straddling his hips.
“I’ll fuck that pretty mouth of yours once you’ve played with your new toy,” Damon said. “I’ll even choke you on it.”
Jonah whined. “Yes, please.”
“Get the toy, Jonah.”
Jonah leaned across and snagged the toy, as well as the lube next to it. He dropped the toy onto the bed when Damon bit up the length of his throat, and Jonah pressed the lube into his hand.
“Damon, please…”
“Such a needy brat,” Damon chided. He kissed Jonah again. His other hand moved from Jonah’s hip and Jonah grabbed his shoulders, grasping out a breath when slick fingers pressed against his hole.
“Think you can take two now?”
