“Who were you talking to?”
I guess we aren’t ignoring them after all.
“I’m, uh, talking to myself. I haven’t had many other people to talk to, so I guess I’m getting used to having people in my space. Sorry, I know I’m weird,” Tobias said, dropping his head and turning away from Chase to busy himself with the gear on one of the shelves.
Tobias flinched as a soft pressure landed on the small of his back. Chase stood beside him concerned.
“You’re not weird for talking to yourself,” Chase said, his eyes narrowed at Tobias. “I’m curious what thoughts you were having that you needed to tell them to shut up, though. Are you sure it’s okay I’m here?”
For a moment, Tobias could only blink at Chase, having no clue what to say, his mind blank.
Sure,nowyou’re quiet.
“Hey,” Chase said. “Whatever it is, it’s okay. I’m not gonna judge you. If you want me to leave, if you’re not ready for me to be in your home, I won’t hold it against you. I know this is a lot.”
Tobias took a deep breath and thanked whatever higher power listened and delivered Chase to him. It had been so long since someone had even tried to understand him.
“It’s, um,” Tobias started, unsure how to explain his thoughts. “It’s the opposite, actually. I’m really glad you’re here.Tooglad, probably. And my brain is throwing inappropriate thoughts at me that I really shouldn’t be focused on because we have training to do.”
The smile blooming across Chase’s face was… arresting. Tobias gulped as he basked in its allure.
“So, you’re saying you need help getting out of your head again?” Chase said, his body moving closer to Tobias’, Chase’s one hand pressing against his back as the other settled against his chest and slowly made its way around his neck. “We did say it could be a part of your training.”
“Maybe, uh, maybe that could be our warmup?” Tobias asked, internally cursing himself for being so freaking lame. Shockingly, his lack of game did nothing to dissuade Chase.
“Sounds like a good plan to me, boss.”
In one swift motion, Chase pulled him down until their lips could touch and every ounce of Tobias’ awkwardness rushed away.
Chase dominated his mouth, as if he was delivering a lesson on disarming your opponent via his lips. It was a tactic Tobias hadn’t tried on the ice before, but he could admit it fucking worked.
Just as Chase reminded Tobias how amazing their mouths felt against each other, he disappeared.
Tobias’ eyes sprang open to search for him. When he found Chase kneeling in front of him, a wicked smirk gracing his pretty face as he toyed with Tobias’ waistband, Tobias was sure he was about to come on the spot.
Thankfully, he managed not to embarrass himself as Chase yanked down his sweats and underwear in one swift movement, Tobias’ hard cock bouncing off his shirt.
Once his sweats were pooled around his ankles, Chase slowly ran his hands up his legs, Tobias’ thighs trembling under his touch.
“Can I?” Chase asked, his voice cracking.
Tobias was officially the luckiest guy on the planet. All he could do was nod, words too difficult for him to figure out.
The hungry look on Chase’s face made it impossible for Tobias to think about anything else. Nothing existed except Chase and Tobias.
Chase leaned forward, licking a long stripe up Tobias’ shaft, and Tobias quivered.
He grunted as Chase licked every inch of him, and then his lips were closing around Tobias’ cock, sucking him down like he was the fountain of youth, and Chase was trying to get every last drop.
As Chase bobbed up and down, one hand holding Tobias steady, his other dove into his own pants, pulling out his hard length, precome gathered on the end. Chaseused it to slick his cock, sucking Tobias while jerking himself in a rhythm Tobias got lost in.
Words were inconceivable, and all Tobias could do was grunt and moan through the pleasure rocketing through him.
He neared the precipice with blinding speed, and he hoped Chase was willing to jump with him.
Tobias’ hands dug into Chase’s hair, and he tried to pull him off, or at least warn him about how close he was. Chase simply moaned and doubled down on his movements, achieving a frantic pace that pushed Tobias toward his orgasm.
When it hit him, he shouted through the release, unintelligible words mixed in with his yelling. The pleasure lasted forever, Chase sucking every drop from his dick, only pulling off when Tobias yanked on his hair, his dick sensitive from the onslaught of pleasure.
