He couldn’t help but twist on the bed, getting close enough to put a hand on that lovely cock. Baldewin’s skin was incredibly hot, hotter than a human’s would run, surely. Tori wrapped a loose fist around his cock, working from base to tip. Mm, that was lovely and made all the better by the low rumble of pleasure that traveled up Baldewin’s chest. The contrast in their skin tone was like a sepia painting, his fair skin in high contrast to Baldewin’s dark amber. Tori watched as the cock grew from half-hard to full hardness. He wanted to mouth at it but was also afraid of getting teeth into sensitive skin.
Baldewin’s warm hand carded through his hair, and he looked up. His lover had his eyes at half-mast in pleasure, a wicked smile on his face. Oh, he liked what Tori was doing, that was clear.
“You’re far too enticing for your own good. Any more of that, and this will be over very quickly. And I have plans for you.” Baldewin shifted forward, putting a knee on the mattress and coaxing Tori to lie back.
Tori went, accepting Baldewin’s weight as the man settled on top of him. He sighed into the kiss as Baldewin re-captured his mouth, enjoying the solid heat of him stretched out on top of him. Skin to skin like this was perfectly delicious. He shifted a leg up and around, enjoying the friction of their skin rubbing together.
Without breaking the kiss, Baldewin shifted off him a little and to the side. Tori almost protested until he felt a hand smooth down his chest and between his legs, wrapping around his cock in a firm grip. Oh. Oh, that was good. Tori couldn’t help but gasp against Baldewin’s mouth as he was stroked, his dick coming alive with sparks of pleasure.
“Good?” Baldewin asked.
Tori blinked and found his lover watching his face intently. “Y-yes. Better than my own hand. I’m—oh god, yeeees.”
Baldewin’s thumb rubbed the sensitive head again in a slow, sure movement that drove Tori right up the wall. “Like this?”
“Yesyesyesyes,” Tori chanted as he arched and tried to drive his cock into the man’s fist.
“Fun spot, isn’t it?” Baldewin inquired in a tone that said he very well knew the answer. “I’m not sure what it is about another’s touch that brings more pleasure than your own, but I’ve found it to be true. It’s what makes having sex with someone else so much fun.” He dropped a kiss on Tori’s mouth before asking in a husky voice, “Want to take me?”
Tori’s brain froze. Did he just ask…? Seriously, why was that even a question? Just the mental image of being buried balls deep inside Baldewin nearly sent Tori over the edge. “Hell yes.”
“Oh good. I like being fucked.” Baldewin let go of him—Tori manfully choked back a whimper—and reached around near the pillows.
“Now when did you bring lube in here?” Tori could swear that small glass bottle had not been there before.
“I put it down right in front of you,” Baldewin observed, grey-green eyes twinkling in amusement. “I think you were too busy admiring me to notice.”
“That’s probably the case.” Tori stroked a hand over Baldewin’s thigh and hip, unable to resist the urge to touch. “But there’s a lot to admire.”
“Oh, you are smooth.” Baldewin turned back, the cap off the bottle already. He still had that twinkle in his eye, as if he were about to do something else to drive Tori crazy. “How about I get you nice and hard?”
“I do not think I can get any harder than I already am.” Not to mention desperate. Now that the idea was out there, Tori really, really wanted to top Baldewin.
“Oh, I beg to differ.” Baldewin sank down on his knees, capturing the tip of Tori’s dick with his mouth and stroking the tip of it firmly with his tongue.
Tori about came off the bed. His hands fisted in the comforter, a gasp tearing from his throat. The heat and suction alone felt divine, but throw in the rasp of Baldewin’s tongue against a very sensitive spot, and his nerves were overloaded with pleasure. Three seconds into this amazing blow job and Baldewin was proven correct. Tori could, in fact, get harder. Not to mention more desperate. His body was already sending up demands for release.
He blinked, clearing his vision, and realized that Baldewin’s hand was extended behind him. It took a second for his passion-addled brain to catch on that the man had fingers in his ass, stretching himself. Oh damn. That was even hotter. Baldewin needed to do that again but at an angle Tori could see properly.
His nerves sung, groin tingling, and he had to pull Baldewin’s mouth off, as much as he didn’t want to. “Stop, stop, you’re driving me over the edge.”