Jensen cleared his throat, looking uncomfortable. “If that’s all right?” he asked in a muted tone.
A laugh escaped Daniel before he surged down and took Jensen’s lips. Without prompting, Jensen’s hands framed Daniel’s neck and face, tilting him to deepen the kiss. True to his word, Jensen teased his tongue briefly along Daniel’s bottom lip before pushing in, taking the flavor of Daniel’s mouth like it was his right.
Breathless, Daniel finally broke the kiss and sat back. “We can do some of that,” he promised and reached into his back pocket. He dropped the condoms, dental dam, and lube onto the bed next to them. It was more than awkward to walk through the halls with an entire fucking tube of lubricant in his pocket, but the things he wanted to do with Jensen warranted much more than a tiny little satchel. If he got his way, they’d be using several condoms and getting no sleep that night.
“What is this?” Jensen held up a foil package.
“If you want to eat me out, you’ll need to use it. Think of it as my PPE. And in this case, OSHA is the corner clinic that will make me take pills if I don’t use it.”
Jensen nodded, lost in his head for a moment as he felt the edges of the package with his fingertips. “But I can still? Eat you out?”
“Since you asked so nicely.” Daniel couldn’t hold back his smile.
With one more perfunctory nod, Jensen dropped the package and brought his hands to the bottom of Daniel’s shirt. Without warning, he pulled it, making Daniel scramble to get it over his head. The fabric had barely cleared his fingers when his world turned upside down. Jensen bodily moved him onto his stomach and bracketed his thighs.
“Oh.” Daniel puffed out his breath.
No more words were exchanged as Jensen slid his fingers under Daniel and undid his pants. Three ticks of the air conditioner later, his pants were around his ankles and his ass cheeks were pulled apart.
“Pretty,” Jensen breathed out.
It wasn’t really what Daniel expected someone to say while making eye contact with his asshole, but he wasn’t upset about it. It was an endearing reaction to something so dirty, and he didn’t hate it. And he’d definitely heard worse from past clients.
Foil was ripped, latex was placed on his exposed hole—causing his breath to hitch and him to clench—then, like a starving man’s, Jensen’s mouth was on him. Daniel couldn’t help arching his back, pushing his ass further onto Jensen’s face, or the long groan that left his chest. Jensen’s tongue roughly licked long stripes against his hole, loosening him up and lighting up his nerves there. Hands grabbed his hips, and he was pulled impossibly closer as Jensen’s tongue stabbed at his hole, begging for entry and not relenting until it got what it wanted. Even through the dental dam, Daniel could feel the heat of his tongue and breath. He could feel the sucking of his lips around his ring of muscle. He could sense the desperation, the excitement, as Jensen took what he wanted from Daniel’s opening.
His hands fisted the blanket, his legs spread wider, and his cock leaked on the bed. It was good. Maddeningly good. No one had been this vigorous, taken so much obvious pleasure from eating him out. And Jensen was definitely experiencing pleasure from this. The noises he was making, the way he gripped Daniel’s skin, how long he kept going, even as his tongue must have gotten tired and sore.
Finally, Daniel couldn’t take it anymore. He needed more than just Jensen’s thick tongue in his ass. Never mind that ithad been almost a full week since he’d been fucked, which was his longest period of celibacy since starting his job. He needed Jensen. The emptiness within him ached, fiercer than raging fire. He couldn’t keep clenching around nothing. He’d surely lose his mind.
“Jensen,” he choked out. “I need you to fuck me.”
For the first time since he’d started his ministrations, Jensen backed away and took heaving breaths. “How?” he asked and smoothed a hand down Daniel’s back, stopping to palm at his ass.
“Get on your back,” Daniel instructed.
Ungainly, Jensen immediately flopped back. The action might have been funny in any other situation but not after the performance he’d just put on. And Daniel found he liked how uncoolly Jensen wanted him. He was so up-front with it. There were no barriers between them, and Jensen didn’t seem to care at all how he came across, as long as Daniel was in his bed. That was the only thing he was concerned with, and it was a huge power trip for Daniel to be wanted so desperately.
“Take off your clothes.” Daniel grabbed the lube and applied a bit to his fingers to work himself open.
After throwing his clothing off the bed, Jensen sat back and pouted. “I want to do that,” he said, eyeing the hand disappearing under Daniel with jealousy and contempt.
He shook his head and bit his lip as he brushed against his most sensitive areas. “You can watch. Stroke your dick for me.”
Jensen’s hand floated up his shaft, barely touching his flushed cock, and he thumbed the underside of his head. As Daniel opened himself up, Jensen sat against the pillows and toyed with his crown, almost as an afterthought as his attention was on Daniel.
When he was stretched enough for Jensen’s cock to fit in without hurting, he picked up the condom. He made quick workof the wrapper before knocking Jensen’s hand to the side. His mouth followed his hand and the condom down Jensen’s cock, pulling a strangled breath out of him. And God, what a cock it was. Sized perfectly for fucking and sucking. Long enough to hit his throat and all the places he liked most inside himself. Thick enough to stretch his lips and soon his ass.
Once the condom was around the base of Jensen’s cock, Daniel lifted his head, hollowing his cheeks on the uptake, causing Jensen’s body to jerk and tense.
Jensen dropped back to the bed, long-limbed and relaxed as Daniel pulled off. “I would like to be inside you now, please, if I could.”
Daniel smiled and wiped his spit from his chin. That he could do. Grabbing the lube from the bed, he poured a generous amount in his palm. He gave Jensen a few passes to slick his cock for an easy glide. Without any more fanfare, Daniel got in position, took a deep breath, then started to lower himself onto Jensen’s rigid cock.
Their eyes caught and held as Daniel sat fully on Jensen’s lap. At the same time, they both breathed in a gasp of air, more than pleasure passing between them in the moment. Daniel was so full, so perfectly stretched, which wasn’t an uncommon occurrence in his line of work. But the look in Jensen’s eye, the way he stroked Daniel’s spread thighs, the words unsaid were new. Better. Achingly perfect.
“Daniel, I …” Jensen trailed off.
Daniel’s heart thumped boldly as he gave himself a moment to get used to the feeling of Jensen inside him. Not that he was sure he could ever get used to the feeling, the lightness that settled over him. He had the thought that he could experience this moment a million times and still never get used to it. As if Jensen could feel it too, his hands flexed on Daniel’s hips before traveling up his body.
