“I am dead. Bring the books here to me,” he mumbles.
“You look very much alive to me,” I say, trying again to pull Riley closer. He momentarily lets me before he smacks me off him.
“You’re already hard! Put that damn thing away!”
“I’m not going to do anything with it, I promise! It’s just because I haven’t gotten laid in so long.” Right? That’s definitely right.
“I can’t trust myself not to jump on it like I did multiple times last night! You’re bad for my health. Go jerk off far,faraway from me.”
“It’ll go down. Let me hold you!”
“Why would you hold me? I don’t want to be held!”
“Why are you so stubborn?” I growl. “I miss human contact!”
“Well, you got plenty of it last night!”
Just thinking about last night does absolutely nothing to make my cock go down.
I snatch him up, and this time he doesn’t fight me as I drag him onto me and smile, pleased with myself. I’m unsure whether he finally just caved or what, but I’m happy. I rub his back, hoping to work out some of the soreness he’s feeling and unwilling to let my prize go. He closes his eyes and murmurs something thatmighthave been “Feels good” or could have been “I’m going to kick you in the nuts.”
I tend to lean toward the former since he doesn’t roll off me, but then again, this is Riley. He could be telling me he’d roast mynuts while also sticking around for the back rub because it feels nice.
Though I notice that he appears to be a little hard himself, I am a smart man, and I know better than to mention this if I want to keep him in my grasp. I’m just over here doing my best to keep my fingers from wandering down to cup an ass cheek or two just so I can give those perfect globes a little squeeze.
“We really need to do something useful,” he mutters. “I’m just too dead to do it. You barely let me sleep.”
“We need no sleep. We can feast off pleasure,” I declare.
“Maybe one of us can but the other can’t,” he grumbles.
I feel like he’s just being rather dramatic and rub his back some more in the hope of taming the beast. It tames him for hardly any time at all before he rolls off me and sighs loudly.
“Let’s face this day.”
“Let’s not,” I say as I drag him back on top of me. He doesn’t even fight this time.
I like this position. It is quite enjoyable to have him on top of me, naked skin pressed against mine. Yes, I very much would like to keep him here.
“We’re never going to get anything done if you don’t let me get up,” Riley says, even though he’s trying none too hard while he lies here, completely relaxed. But then my eyes catch the black that’s made its way up to his wrists and my hand on his back stills.
“I’m not staying here if I don’t continue to get my back rub,” he threatens.
So I quickly resume rubbing his back. “Do you want me to bring you books here?”
“No, I’m fine,” he says, and after a few minutes, he sighs and pushes himself up to a sit. “We really should get up.”
“We can do this again tonight.”
“Dear god, no. You’re going to break me at this rate,” he complains as he throws the covers off both of us and gets out of bed. I enjoy the view of his ass while he gathers up his familiar and disappears into the bathroom. Then I decide I want more of such a delectable sight and hurry after him.
“What? Do you want to watch me take a piss now?” he asks.
“For some reason, I do,” I say. “Must be from being deprived of people to stare at for so long.” That is definitely it.
“Hmm…” Riley mumbles before finishing up and going over to the sink. I step up to him and lean down to press my dick against his ass cheeks where it fits so well. It’s like he instinctively melts into me as I tip my head down to kiss a mark I’d left on his neck. “Fucking hell, you’re bad for my health.”
“Oh?”
