“It is, yeah. Thanks for getting me out there finally.”
Declan took another step closer. He held his gaze steady, and Seb felt hypnotized by his own want and need, and how close Declan was to his fingertips.
“We’ll get you out for walks more regularly,” he said. “It’s good for both of us.”
“Yeah?” Seb asked. He inched himself closer, then placed his hand on Declan’s chest. “That sounds nice.”
Every time they’d hooked up, it had gone the same way. Declan jerked Seb off and pawed at his body while Seb whimpered and moaned with pleasure. Sometimes, Declan would jerk himself, too, but usually he just focused his attention on Seb.
But as much as Seb could appreciate his good fortune, he was growing hungry for something more. The air crisp on his skin, he reached down and trailed his fingers up along Declan’s crotch, tracing the thick bulge in his denim. He wasn’t even sure what he wanted to do; he just knew that he wanted to touch Declan again.
Declan groaned quietly, then took Seb’s chin in his fingers. “You like that, Seb?”
Seb whimpered and pressed his hand flat against Declan’s cock. He stiffened with the desire to feel it in his palm and to taste Declan’s tip. “I want it,” he whispered. “Can I have it?”
Declan sucked in a sharp breath. “Yeah,” he said, “you can have it.”
Every other thought emptied out of Seb’s head as he fell to his knees, then pressed his cheek against Declan’s bulge. He’d watched so many videos of men giving each other blowjobs, ever since he was a teenager, but he’d never actually gotten to do it himself.
And always, no matter what, he had imagined himself as the guy giving the blowjob, never the guy leaning back with a groan.
“Fuck,” Declan whispered as Seb tugged at his jeans.
Seb took the cock in his hand and felt how rigid it was when he closed his fingers lightly around the base. When warm breath landed on Declan’s tip, the man twitched, then slammed his hand against the counter to steady himself.
Seb darted his tongue out and began to explore. He danced his lips along Declan’s shaft and kissed at his fat head and licked the pearls of precum out of his slit. He tried different ways of swirling and sucking and moaned when he found the right way to squeeze Declan’s shaft, making the bodyguard’s knees almost buckle.
Lost in the musky taste and the velvet, rigid length, Seb had no idea how much time passed. He just kept softly exploring while Declan made louder and louder grunts, hitting the table and cursing under his breath.
It felt good. It felt so amazingly, illogically good, Seb started to lose his mind over it. He shoved his hand down his pants, but the second he grabbed his own cock, he felt like he was going to spill over the edge. Gripping his base hard instead, he stretched his jaw, then swallowed Declan as far back in his throat as he could manage.
“God, fuck, you’re going to make me shoot my load.” Declan was rocking his hips, his hand tight on Seb’s shoulder.
Seb sucked his lips up the shaft and released it with a pop. “In my mouth,” he gasped. “Please.”
“Fuck,” Declan growled again, then placed his hand lightly on the back of Seb’s head. Seb kissed at his tip, and licked the salty precum from his purple slit, and played lazily with his balls.
“Fuck!” Declan gasped again.
Seb pursed his lips and pressed them down Declan’s length, tight and wet the whole way. Declan’s balls shot up close to his body, and when Seb swirled his tongue, hot, sticky cum sprayed inside his mouth, coating his tongue. He swallowed it in gulps as Declan threw his head back with a groan. The world spun, and stars exploded while Seb stroked himself over the edge, spilling load after load onto the floor at Declan’s feet, overcome with the musky taste on his tongue.
When Seb finally managed to pull his lips back, Declan yanked him to his feet. Seb felt the hot stubble on his cheeks as they kissed, wet and hungry.
“Wow,” Seb said with a ragged breath.
“You sure know what you’re doing,” Declan said with a wink. He grabbed a couple of napkins from the counter, then gently wiped Seb’s mouth. “That was something else.”
“It was actually my first time,” Seb said as Declan cleaned them both up. “Should I have told you that first?”
“Fuck. Didn’t realize that. Might have tried to make it more special for you, if you had told me.”
Seb had a sloppy grin on his face, the glow from the orgasm still warming his skin. “That was pretty special,” he said. “Trust me.”
Declan smiled, then pulled him in for another kiss. He went and got them a couple of glasses of water, sliding one across the table as he grabbed the walkie. “It’s Declan,” he said into the static. “Over.”
Seb slowly composed himself. His hands stopped vibrating as he drank the water, and his breath returned to normal. Still, he couldn’t take his eyes off of Declan, standing there with his back straight, so handsome that Seb could barely believe it.
“It’s Declan,” he said again, pushing some buttons that beeped. “Over.”
Declan turned to Seb. His eyebrows were furrowed, worry clouding his face.
“Is something wrong?” Seb asked.
“No answer,” Declan said. “That’s weird.” He crossed to the window, then peered outside. They stood like that for a minute, Declan listening carefully.
“Listen,” Declan said, turning sharply. “We’re going to lock you in the bathroom in my wing for just a minute. It’s the safest place, considering the elevated windows. I doubt there’s anything going on, but I want to be secure, okay?”
Seb nodded as Declan returned to him. “Of course. Whatever you think.” Anxiety spiked up Seb’s spine, but when Declan held his eye and smiled, a shiver of confidence warmed his skin. Seb just knew that there was no way his bodyguard would let him down, the trust between them stronger every day.
“Sit tight, Seb. I’ll be back soon.”
