Johnny’s smirk turned into an outright grin as he slowly sank back into the pillows and threw an arm behind his head. “Well then, if you want, this face is all yours.”
CHAPTER 26
TRACHEAL INTUBATION
Johnny
Fuck,Taylor had freckles across his hole too. It was glorious, and Johnny kept pulling his mouth away just so he could admire it.
Johnny pinched the awful elephant tattoo on Taylor’s left arse cheek, his eyes trailing over his ballsack before he parted his lips and sucked them into his mouth.
Taylor panted over his thigh, mouth all the way open as a string of saliva ran onto the bedsheets. “Uh—ngh—you—fuck—” he moaned, pressing his sweaty forehead to Johnny’s knee.
In the last half an hour they’d learned two things. One, that Taylor was a fucking prude when it came to talking about prep. He’d turned a truly shocking shade of red when Johnny had fished out an old douche from his wardrobe and explained how to use it. Johnny had practically died with laughter as Taylor shut the bathroom door and grumbled for the best part of ten minutes.
Second was that Taylor had an extremely sensitive rim, and every time Johnny ran his tongue around it, Taylor started whimpering.
Whimpering.
“You like that?” he whispered, pressing a kiss to the back of Taylor’s thigh. He was rewarded with another soft moan and Taylor’s big hand reaching back to paw at his shoulder. “You’re so hot, Tay. Your hole, it… it’s getting so soft around my tongue.”
Pressing his nose along the soft skin of his perineum, Johnny inhaled the scent of his own saliva mixed with Taylor’s skin. He was quickly becoming addicted to sliding his tongue up and down the smooth path to his balls, revelling in the way Taylor pressed his clammy cheek to his thigh.
“Can I finger you?” Johnny whispered, rubbing the pad of his thumb around Taylor’s entrance.
Taylor’s Adam’s apple bobbed high in his throat, and Johnny felt his flesh pebble beneath his hands.
“I… Yeah,” Taylor said around a shaky breath. “But… what if I don’t like it?”
Johnny snorted, biting Taylor’s arse cheek. “Then I’ll stop.”
“But won’t you be disappointed?”
Tutting, Johnny reached around Taylor’s thigh and stroked his rigid cock. It gave a little twitch as pre-come leaked onto Johnny’s chest. “If it’s not your thing, then you should know that this is enough. You are enough.”
Taylor let out a shaky breath. “Okay. Yeah, okay, but… the lube… the lube in my bedside table is very out of date and… you probably wouldn’t like it.”
Johnny cocked an eyebrow. “Why not?”
“It’s omega scented.”
Johnny rolled his eyes and let out a breathy chuckle. “Of course it is.”
Sitting up, Taylor looked down at him over his shoulder. “Listen, we haven’t lived here for a long time and I?—”
Johnny responded by opening his mouth and shoving his tongue deep into Taylor’s hole. It was hot and tight and Taylorlet out a ragged cry as he collapsed onto all fours. Johnny pulled his mouth away, grinning at the flush that rose high on Taylor’s chest.
“I thought that might shut you up.”
“F-fuck you,” Taylor huffed, mouth falling open again as Johnny drew his thumb in a slow circle around his entrance. His fingers tightened across Johnny’s thighs, pale eyelashes fluttering as his eyes closed.
“Good?” Johnny whispered, sucking his thumb and returning it to Taylor’s entrance.
“Y-yeah,” he replied, stomach dipping as Johnny pressed the tip inside. Taylor tensed, the muscles in his back and legs pulling tight.
“Just relax,” Johnny cooed, pressing kisses to Taylor’s thighs. “And bear down a little.”
Letting out a breath, Taylor did as he was told, cock bobbing when Johnny rubbed his knuckle around his rim. Johnny smiled, admiring the way his hole opened as he pushed in deeper.
