Thomas didn’t want this to end too quickly, but he couldn’t remember the last time he had been this wound up. Probably never. Not even his previous experiences with Leon could compare. Before he had been hungry for Leon’s body and his heat, but now he wasn’t just hungry. He felt a little desperate, and that feeling only grew with each inch he fed Leon.
By the time the tip of his cock reached Leon’s throat, he was trembling.
Leon flexed his fingers, reaching for Thomas’s. He skimmed across the heels of Thomas’s hands, almost tickling, but it took another sweep for Thomas to break away from the shuddering threatening to overwhelm him. He met Leon’s eyes, and the longing in the dark pools made him pause. Slowly, he slid his hands farther up Leon’s arms, entwining their fingers. He squeezed, and when an answering sucking came around his cock, he squeezed even harder, harder enough to feel the knuckles crack.
Leon moaned.