He nips Chogan’s lip the way Cho likes and licks over the spot. He rubs the palm of his hand over the head of Chogan’s cock, using pre-come to slick his way. Chogan is moaning nonstop into Elijah’s mouth, and knowing what he’s making Chogan feel sparks heat inside of Elijah, even though he has no hopes of coming or getting hard again so soon.
Chogan breaks the kiss on a gasp, panting and swearing. Elijah simply moves his mouth lower, sucking on Cho’s earlobe, then trailing kisses down to his neck. He’d like to leave his mark, but they can’t show up at his dad’s covered in hickeys, so he keeps the pressure light and doesn’t stay in any one spot too long. He’s running his tongue along Chogan’s collarbone when he stiffens, hips spasming.
“Eli, fuck,” Chogan shouts as he comes over Elijah’s fist. He slows his strokes, drawing out the pleasure, returning to Chogan’s mouth to kiss him slowly and sweetly.