"Now, close your eyes."
Frowning, Logan did, confused. Until he felt Oz's weight shift as he climbed onto the bed properly.
"Oz," Logan gasped; his eyes flying open, startled as Oz started mouthing at the base of Logan's cock.
"Hmm?"
"Wh—what are you doing?"
"Taking the scenic route," Oz teased, kissing his way up the inside of Logan's inner thigh. "Is that okay, Logan? Can I keep going?"
"Yeah, yeah," Logan gasped. "You — ah, you don't have to —"
"Don't have to what?"
"To…ask."
"Yes, I do." Oz's hand curled around him, stroking. "Don't get me wrong, I love the way you look right now. It's hot as fuck, seeing you spread out in Eli's bed, doing whatever I tell you, knowing how much fun we're going to have as soon as he joins us. But when you come tonight, I need to know it's because you're enjoying yourself, okay?"
"Okay," Logan breathed, his heart pounding in his chest.
"Good," Oz murmured, his hand stilling as his lips brushed the head of Logan's dick. "That's it, babe. Just relax and let yourself feel it."
Unable to speak right then to save his life, Logan watched helplessly as Oz, his eyes dark and hungry, opened his mouth. The pinkness of his tongue suddenly became Logan's new favorite color, as it darted out to swirl around the head of Logan's cock.
Logan flexed his hands, wanting so badly to thread his fingers through Oz's hair, to cup his jaw. But he kept them right where Oz had told him to, somehow hotter for all that he wasn't restrained.
He couldn't bring himself to close his eyes, however. Oz was a vision; his lips stretching obscenely around the head of Logan's dick, his eyelashes fluttering as he worked, his cheeks hollowing as he began sucking lightly.
"Ah, fuck," Logan gasped, his hips arching up as the sensation washed over him.
"Mmm," Oz hummed, pulling off with an obsceneslurp,a glint of light revealing the thin arc of drool still connecting Oz's lips to the tip of Logan's cock. "Good?"
"Yeah," Logan panted, unable to tear his eyes away. "Oh, yeah."
"More?"
"Please."
"Then do as I say, and keep your hands above your head."
Logan nodded, fists clenching in the sheets above him.
"So eager," Oz crooned. "Don't worry, Logan. I'm gonna take good care of you."
Oz didn't hesitate again. Sinking down over the length of Logan's dick, the warmth of his mouth was a tight, wet bliss that had Logan biting his lip, his eyes rolling back, his legs splaying wider in hopeful anticipation.
"Holy fuck," he gasped, his toes curling as Oz took the hint, rubbing and massaging Logan's taint. "Oz.Oz."
He did it again, taking his time. Playing Logan's body with all the same dedication Oz gave his video games; his fingers dancing, lips dragging and tongue swirling, unlocking Logan's very soul as he —
"Fuuuuuck," Logan groaned, just as the sound of Eli's door opening caught his ear.
Chapter 20
Rubbing
"Look at you two," Eli chuckled, Oz's hand squeezing at the base of Logan's cock, holding him still as he swirled his tongue around the head. "What a treat. All laid out and pretty, like the best kind of treat."
