"Let me remind you..."

Asher's body vibrated. He pulled back just to get enough supply of air to his lungs. His thoughts spiraled around Beau—and Beau alone. His respiratory organs could not pick out any other scent apart from the coconut-and-flower mix clouding his senses.

The glow of the moon streaming in from the window was bright enough for Asher to see the glint in Beau's eyes.

A glint that made him shiver.

If looks could kill, Asher knew he'd be six feet below the ground.

"You shouldn't say things like that," Beau repeated, not even aware of the effect he had on the male beside him.

"I... I didn't mean to say that." Asher swallowed hungrily. "I actually wanted to ask a question."

"Really?" Beau leaned close until their lips were just inches apart. "Go on. I am all ears."

"Errm... I... I wanted to ask if..." Asher looked out of the window, thinking, searching his brain for the question he had in mind before Beau had taken over his senses. "I really can't remember right now."

"You can't remember what you wanted to ask?"

"Yeah. Give me some time. I will—"

"Let me remind you." Beau pulled him up and kissed him. If Asher's brain was previously in shambles, it became liquid. He could not find a reasonable cause why he always acted the way he did around the ambassador. Beau gently pushed him until his back was flat on the sofa. Beau mounted him, their lips still locked in a tight embrace.

As usual, Asher's heartbeat accelerated. Living creatures seemed to have found a resting place in his stomach. In the conflict that arouse within him, he clung to Beau, fighting his inner will to pull away and stop everything, fighting his father's religious words trying to seep into his ears.

And Beau wasn't one to give room for unnecessary thoughts. His touch was everywhere at the same time: on Asher's neck, shoulder, along his arms, cupping his ass. His lips silenced Asher's while his hand worked wonders.

Asher moaned into the kiss. The only form of lightning they got was the silent milky glow from the window, and it was just enough for the both of them.

Enough to give Asher the opportunity to see all of Beau, ravish him with his eyes.

Beau gently tugged on the bottom of Asher shirt and pulled back with a murmur, "I promise I won't do anything stupid. Trust me."

"O... Okay... What are you... going to do?"

"Let's keep that a secret," Beau grinned. "Just try to be silent. It will be very inconsiderate to wake your rich condo neighbors who are trying to rest."

Asher had no time to fully process the words. Beau tugged off the shirt and proceeded to kiss him again, his hand weaving into Asher's trouser. He gently tugged on the fabric, stylishly sliding it down, palming the erect flesh within.

"Fuck." Asher raised his hips to allow the trouser to slide down easier. The clothes were off him before he realized that he was completely naked. He became self-conscious.

"It's okay," Beau cooed, gently stroking him. "You don't have to hide anything from me. If it will make you feel better, I can strip off too."

"No, it's okay..."

Even at that, Beau still went ahead to take off his own clothes. He laid on Asher, resting his weight on his elbows.

"I promise I won't do anything to hurt you... I promise." He kissed Asher softly. "Don't be scared."

"Are you going to... Will you fuck me?"

As tempting as the question sounded, Beau knew the answer. "No, I won't. Let's do something else, okay?"

Asher nodded.

"Good. Just tell me if you feel any kind of pain from what I'm about to do."

Asher nodded again. He held his breath as Beau kissed his shoulder and chest, then went to his nipples, sucking on them in turns, swirling his tongue over the rogue bud. Asher closed his eyes and moaned. He was very much aware of Beau's dick grazing his stomach and the muscles pressed on both sides of his body.

Beau took his time, licking and gently biting on Asher's nipples. He gently worked his hands to to Asher's cock, stroking him as he caressed Asher's chest with his wet caress. He was on the brink of his self-control and he knew he must exercise more patience because Asher wasn't ready.

With the way he was aroused, he should have been within Asher by now, pounding into him, pinning him to the bed and driving in all of his shaft. But... that could wait...

Beau took his time. He kissed on Asher's pale skin, his mouth leaving marks where ever it went. As Asher's toes curled and his moans increased, Beau kissed his way down Asher's chest, stomach, abs, abdomen, and replaced the hand on Asher's cock with his mouth...

Asher gasped and shot his eyes open. "Fuck," he moaned. "That feels good." He was gifted the fine view of Beau's bulky form perched over him, black hair slowly bobbing on his dick. "God, Beau, that feels so good."

"Hmm hmm." Beau grabbed him by the base and sucked on the tip, making sure he completely soaked Asher's dick. The only audible sound in the room was the slurping sounds Beau's mouths made and Asher's restless thrashing and moans.

The moonlight steaming from the window coated the lovers in a soft milky hue, outlining the beauty of their bodies against each other.

Beau took his mouth away for moment to ask, "Do you want me to stop?"

Asher grabbed his head and forced it back to his dick. That was enough answer. How could Beau even ask a question like that? If the things Asher was feeling stopped even for a second, he could die.

Asher weaved his hand into Beau's hair, massaging his scalp, gently pushing him down. Beau gagged, drops of wetness slipping out the sides of his mouth.

Asher drew air in from his teeth when Beau took him deep into his throat. That was enough.

Asher felt a throb in his thighs. He sucked in air sharply. The signs were very visible. Beau knew that there would soon be an eruption, but he didn't pull back.

"I am about to cum," Asher announced, thinking that Beau hadn't noticed the signs. Instead of pulling back, Beau deep-throated him again.

It was at that point that all hell broke loose. Asher's eyes rolled into the back of his head. He jerked in a spasm of shivers, his hips slamming upward into Beau's throat.

Asher plastered his back to the sofa, grunting, jerking, trying to tug Beau's stubborn head off his cock which refused to budge. He erupted violently, his body a mess of shivering sensations, and Beau swallowing him to the last drop.

The wave passed.

Beau slowly let go of the panting male. He laid beside him. "Hey."

Asher's eyes were closed, his chest heaving. He slowly exhaled as his eyelids fluttered open. Beau was hovering over him, his dark eyes shining in the night.

"Where did you learn to do that?" Asher slurred like a drunk.

"Did you enjoy yourself?"

"I think my soul left my body." Asher rested a palm on Beau's chest. "Gosh, I feel so light. Please, check if my legs are still intact."

Beau chuckled but did as he asked. He looked down to be sure Asher still had his legs intact. "Trust me, your legs very much in place—working perfectly."

"Yeah, I figured." There was about five seconds of silence. Asher made the most out of it by inhaling large amounts of fresh air. "Beau, I am sorry."

"What for?" Beau frowned.

"I... I came in your mouth. I'm sorry. I swear, I wanted to push you off—"

"Shh. I heard your warning. I should be the one apologizing for not pulling away when you wanted me to." Beau smiled. "So this is me saying I am sorry."

"No, it's okay. I... I didn't want to... gross you out."

"Nah, nothing about you can gross me out." Beau kissed him. He thrust his tongue into Asher's mouth, tasting him, dancing in the crevice of warmth. When Beau pulled back, there was a glisten of moisture on the rim of Asher's lips. Beau swiped his tongue over that spot.

"I can sleep for a century. And this is not me exaggerating."

Beau chuckled and kissed his cheek. "You are free to sleep as long as you want. Though, expect me to wake you early tomorrow morning."

Asher looked at him. "Are you going back now?" he asked softly. His innocent blue gaze made Beau's heart melt.

"Do you want me to stay?"

Asher pouted and nodded. "Can you?"

"Sure... If you want me to."

"I want you to."

Beau bounced off the couch. "Consider it done, sir." He pulled Asher off the couch. "Come on, let's shower."

It was at this moment that Asher noticed Beau's half-erect dick. "Beau, let me take care of you too."

It took Beau some time to understand what Asher meant. When he did, he chuckled. "I'm fine, Ash. I'm pretty satisfied."

"But..." Asher eyes went down. "You are hard."

"I will be fine. Come on, let's shower." Before any more protests could surface, Beau pulled him towards the bathroom...