[They were definitely going to earn that title before the evening was out and it was honestly one the blond had been eager to have for a long while.
He could feel the weight of York’s gaze on him when he suckled the man’s finger into his mouth and proceeded to lavish attention on it. It wasn’t a very subtle invitation on his part because now they were both thinking about all the better places his mouth could be at the moment.
Pre-cum was already leaking from his slit when York stroked his thumb along the head of his cock and betrayed just how turned on the other man truly was. It had been a long time since he’d felt the touch of anything but his own hand wrapped around his dick and now he had the man he’d dreamed about for years in his bed and it was enough to undo him right then and there.
North shot a look up at York through the pale fringe of his lashes when the other man finally pulled his thumb free and he relinquished it with one final lick. He wasn’t completely sure what York wanted to do but honestly? He wasn’t going to complain either way.] Yeah…
[North practically groaned the word and bucked up into York’s hand restlessly.]
[ York can't help himself -- he leans down and kisses North again as he tightens his grip, strokes him a little faster. Then he's shifting, pressing hot open-mouthed kisses to the curve of North's neck, dragging his teeth along his collarbone, sucking marks on his chest and drawing a nipple into his mouth. It's all just teasing as he works his way lower, nuzzling his way along North's stomach until he reaches his goal.
The first lick is experimental, curious. North's bigger than the last guy he was with, and that was a long time ago, but he remembers what to do. Carefully he closes his mouth over the head of North's cock, swirls his tongue around it gathering the fluid there, tasting bitter salt.
Yeah, he can do this.
He reaches out with his free hand to grab North's, placing it in his hair. Giving him some control, some way to direct York's actions. Then he's lowering his head and sucking, eyes fluttering closed. ]
[North kissed him back with something approaching desperation. The sensation of York’s hand stroking his length, the warm weight of his body pressing so close, it was more than he could have ever guiltily hoped for. North was positively touch starved after being on his own for so long and here was York trailing kisses and little love-bites down his torso as he trailed ever southward.
His goal was unmistakable and North could only watch him with overly wide eyes as the other man got closer and closer to his dick. Finally, after what felt like a small eternity, he finally felt the delicious warmth and dampness of York's mouth closing around the head of his cock and it took every ounce of North's self-control not to rudely buck his hips upward push himself deeper.] York...god damn...
[The blond groaned quietly when the other man guided his hand to cup his head. Unsurprisingly, North wasn’t very forceful or demanding but instead seemed happy to just let York do what he wanted for now. He combed his fingers through York’s hair and lightly dragged his fingernails along the man’s scalp.]
[ It's definitely for the best that North doesn't buck up into his mouth or press his head down too insistently, but York can tell his partner needs more. He braces himself on North's hip with one hand and keeps the other stroking over what he can't fit in his mouth just yet, the slick warmth of his mouth going hard with each suck. Taking him in a little deeper every time he bobs his head, until he's kissing his own fist and can let go there, his hand slipping between North's legs to roll the other man's balls gently between his fingers.
His jaw is tiring quickly, not used to this, but he's determined if nothing else. His fingers dig into North's hip, giving a little tug -- a sign it's okay for him to move if he needs to. He can handle it. He can already hear North shifting restlessly above him, feel the way his fingers are twisting eagerly in York's hair.
'Is it enough?' he needs to know, but doesn't want to lift his head to ask. So he just hums softly, doubling his efforts. Stroking his tongue along the underside of North's dick and swirling it around the head at the top of each suck. Hoping he's moving fast enough for this to be satisfying. ]
[North had fantasized about this exact moment more times than he wanted to admit. He’d gotten lonely in the long, silent hours on the Mother of Invention and the more enamored he’d found himself with his best friend, the less interested he’d been in casually hooking up with someone in order to work out some sexual frustration.
But those fantasies couldn’t hold a candle to reality. Breath stuttered in the blond’s chest when York bobbed his head and carefully took more of North into his mouth. It was the little things he hadn’t expected like the sensation of York’s breath fluttering over saliva dampened flesh each time the other man breathed.
When the brunette hummed around his cock, a full-body shudder went through the taller man. His fingers tugged on York’s hair a little desperately in an attempt to pull him away lest he cum right then and there.]
Jesus. York, wait. [North’s normally pale skin was flushed pink and it felt like his heart was going to beat right out of his chest.] You keep that up and I'm going to be completely useless from here on out.
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He could feel the weight of York’s gaze on him when he suckled the man’s finger into his mouth and proceeded to lavish attention on it. It wasn’t a very subtle invitation on his part because now they were both thinking about all the better places his mouth could be at the moment.
Pre-cum was already leaking from his slit when York stroked his thumb along the head of his cock and betrayed just how turned on the other man truly was. It had been a long time since he’d felt the touch of anything but his own hand wrapped around his dick and now he had the man he’d dreamed about for years in his bed and it was enough to undo him right then and there.
North shot a look up at York through the pale fringe of his lashes when the other man finally pulled his thumb free and he relinquished it with one final lick. He wasn’t completely sure what York wanted to do but honestly? He wasn’t going to complain either way.] Yeah…
[North practically groaned the word and bucked up into York’s hand restlessly.]
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The first lick is experimental, curious. North's bigger than the last guy he was with, and that was a long time ago, but he remembers what to do. Carefully he closes his mouth over the head of North's cock, swirls his tongue around it gathering the fluid there, tasting bitter salt.
Yeah, he can do this.
He reaches out with his free hand to grab North's, placing it in his hair. Giving him some control, some way to direct York's actions. Then he's lowering his head and sucking, eyes fluttering closed. ]
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His goal was unmistakable and North could only watch him with overly wide eyes as the other man got closer and closer to his dick. Finally, after what felt like a small eternity, he finally felt the delicious warmth and dampness of York's mouth closing around the head of his cock and it took every ounce of North's self-control not to rudely buck his hips upward push himself deeper.] York...god damn...
[The blond groaned quietly when the other man guided his hand to cup his head. Unsurprisingly, North wasn’t very forceful or demanding but instead seemed happy to just let York do what he wanted for now. He combed his fingers through York’s hair and lightly dragged his fingernails along the man’s scalp.]
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His jaw is tiring quickly, not used to this, but he's determined if nothing else. His fingers dig into North's hip, giving a little tug -- a sign it's okay for him to move if he needs to. He can handle it. He can already hear North shifting restlessly above him, feel the way his fingers are twisting eagerly in York's hair.
'Is it enough?' he needs to know, but doesn't want to lift his head to ask. So he just hums softly, doubling his efforts. Stroking his tongue along the underside of North's dick and swirling it around the head at the top of each suck. Hoping he's moving fast enough for this to be satisfying. ]
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[North had fantasized about this exact moment more times than he wanted to admit. He’d gotten lonely in the long, silent hours on the Mother of Invention and the more enamored he’d found himself with his best friend, the less interested he’d been in casually hooking up with someone in order to work out some sexual frustration.
But those fantasies couldn’t hold a candle to reality. Breath stuttered in the blond’s chest when York bobbed his head and carefully took more of North into his mouth. It was the little things he hadn’t expected like the sensation of York’s breath fluttering over saliva dampened flesh each time the other man breathed.
When the brunette hummed around his cock, a full-body shudder went through the taller man. His fingers tugged on York’s hair a little desperately in an attempt to pull him away lest he cum right then and there.]
Jesus. York, wait. [North’s normally pale skin was flushed pink and it felt like his heart was going to beat right out of his chest.] You keep that up and I'm going to be completely useless from here on out.