Declan grunted. “Yeah,” was all he managed to say.
They stayed like that, Seb’s ass riding Declan’s cock so slowly and gently, Declan could almost convince himself it wasn’t happening. He felt like a teenager, horny and consumed by what he wanted. The world started to disappear around them, and when he took in a deep breath, Seb’s sweet scent sent Declan’s desire rocketing.
He began to match Seb’s rhythm, his hips steady against the younger man’s backside. As Declan tightened his embrace, Seb reached an arm back and stroked it through Declan’s hair.
“Seb,” Declan whispered, his voice raspy against his client’s ear.
He wanted to resist. He wanted to leave Seb as pure and good as he found him. But there was no hiding any longer, not now that they were touching. The truth was hotter every second. Perspiration dotted Declan’s forehead as he pressed his hand against Seb’s chest, fondling the soft fabric of his T-shirt, then groping the firm pressure of his pecs.
“Oh my god,” Seb gasped, thrusting his ass back harder. “Oh my god.”
They gyrated together, Seb’s tensing body like an instrument in Declan’s hands. He brushed his palm across Seb’s chest and trailed his fingers down to his abs, and with every touch, Seb twitched and whimpered in response. The tip of Declan’s cock was rubbed raw by his sweatpants and the steady pressure Seb writhed against him. Seb’s toes curled against Declan’s hairy legs, and when Declan let out a low growl of desire, Seb grabbed his hand tight.
“You want this?” Declan asked, his hand lingering at the waistband of Seb’s pajamas.
“Yes!” Seb gasped. “Please!’
The way he begged that word,please, unleashed Declan. He shoved his hand down Seb’s pants, then began to knead his dick, already stiff. The shaft was soft in Declan’s rough hand, and when he closed his fist, Seb began to jerk his hips faster. Declan rubbed precum from Seb’s tip down his length, but he could still feel how rough and hot the friction was between them, and he loosened his grip to massage Seb’s shaft with gentle swirls of his hand, up and down.
Declan’s dick was thick and pulsing against Seb’s ass, but he wasn’t thinking about his own release. He just matched Seb’s thrusting and focused his attention on bringing the younger man exactly what he needed.
Seb rode down harder and harder against Declan’s ass, and when Declan started to grab at his chest and squeeze at his nipples, Seb’s whole body tensed. Declan squeezed lightly on Seb’s dick and rubbed his thumb across the slick head, and when he started to bounce his fist down Seb’s length again, the orgasm finally shot through.
“Oh god,” Seb gasped, twitching as he shot one thick spray after another into Declan’s palm. “Oh god!”
Declan held him tight, letting every tremble of pleasure spark across his skin before he loosened his embrace. Seb’s orgasm brought him a deep pleasure and satisfaction. Declan could feel the heat radiating off his skin, the quiver of pleasure humming between them.
“Good boy,” Declan whispered in Seb’s ear. When Seb didn’t respond, he worried for a second that he might have gone too far, that Seb wouldn’t appreciate the familiar comment. But then Seb turned to his side, and Declan saw his face.
Dots of sweat formed on Seb’s temples, and his cheeks were pink. He darted his tongue along his bottom lip, and Declan noticed the way his teeth peeked out, flashing white. Declan reached out with his clean hand, then brushed the hair out of Seb’s face.
“Thank you,” Seb whispered.
They held each other’s gaze, and Declan realized he didn’t have the usual urge to run away. He didn’t even care that his balls were still aching and heavy. He was just glad to have given Seb something.
And more than some quick orgasm, he found himself just wanting to stay.
“Sure,” Declan answered. “Yeah, thanks.” He grabbed a tissue from the counter to wipe his hand but kept Seb’s eye.
He wasn’t sure what he was thanking Seb for, exactly, but before he could think about it really, Seb leaned forward and distracted him with a soft kiss, right on Declan’s cheek.
Declan swallowed. He wanted to dive down, to take Seb into a long, wet kiss, but for some reason, he felt like he didn’t know how. Instead, Ellie barked, breaking the silence.
“Ellie,” Seb said, leaning up on his elbow again.
Declan glanced out the window and saw the sun peaking up over the trees. “I should get out there, do a check,” he muttered. “I can take her out.”
“Sure,” Seb answered quietly. “If you’d like.”
Declan nodded, then pulled himself out of bed. “You need anything?” he asked. “We shouldn’t be gone too long.”
Seb shook his head. Still in bed, still half-covered by the blankets, he looked to Declan like one of the most precious fucking things in the whole world. “No,” he said. “I’m good, thanks.”
Declan nodded, then scooped up Ellie. He felt dizzy from whatever had just happened, but fully awake, like something had ignited in him.
He paused in the doorway, then turned back to Seb. “Morning, Seb,” he said.
Seb smiled. “Morning, Declan.”
