LOGINPrincely gripped Noble’s hip as he wrapped his other hand around his dick, his thumb pressing deliberately against the barbell. Noble cried out, and his hips stuttered forward into Princely’s fist.“Show me,” Princely breathed, “Show me how.”Noble’s breath hitched. He shifted his weight, still straddling Princely’s hips, and his hand came down to cover Princely’s, where it gripped his hip. His fingers were trembling as he guided Princely’s hand back over the curve of his ass, pressing his palm flat against the firm muscle.“Here,” Noble whispered, the word rough. He pushed Princely’s hand down between his cheeks. The skin was hot, surprisingly soft. Princely’s fingers brushed against something slick, wetness that wasn’t sweat.Princely froze. His brain stuttered, then caught up. Noble had prepared like he did each night, b hoping that night would be the day he would take him. “You—” Princely started, but the sentence died.Noble nodded as he dropped his forehead against Princely’s s
Princely came with a broken shout, his body bowing forward. Noble took it all, swallowing steadily, his throat working, and he squeezed his eyes shut. He didn’t pull away until the last pulse had faded, until Princely was spent and shuddering, softening in his mouth.Finally, Noble released him and leaned back on his heels. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, his breathing ragged. He looked up at Princely, his expression unreadable for a moment, then that familiar, teasing glint returned to his eyes, though it was softer now, sated. “Mood’s better?”Princely, boneless and wrecked, could only stare down at him. He slowly sank to his knees until they were face-to-face on the floor. He reached out, his hand trembling, and cupped Noble’s jaw. His thumb brushed Noble’s wet, bruised lower lip.Noble leaned into the touch, his eyes closing for a second. Neither of them moved until Princely lifted his right hand to touch Noble's lips, while his left hand went lower. Despite what the
He wrapped his hand around him, then around the cool, smooth metal. His thumb brushed over the barbell, feeling the small, perfect spheres at each end. Noble hissed as his hips jerked minutely into the contact.“Christ, Nob,” Princely breathed, his cock throbbing painfully in his jeans. He stroked him from root to tip, his thumb passing over the piercing again. The sensation was foreign and electric under his palm.Noble’s head fell back as a low groan tore from his chest. “Yeah. Just like that.” His hands came up, and he fisted in his hair, elbows pointing out as he surrendered to the touch. The muscles of his abdomen stood out, tensing with each pass of Princely’s hand.Princely watched his friend come apart with a simple stroke. The power of it was dizzying. This was Noble, who never flinched and who laughed everything off. Now he was shuddering, his breath coming in ragged pulls, because of Princely’s hand on him. The frustration that had coiled in Princely’s gut all night transfo
The flat door slammed shut behind Princely, but he didn't even flinch. He was frustrated and didn't even care about anything else. Noble, who was watching a movie when he stepped into their flat, raised a brow. “Rough night?” He asked, already knowing the answer. Princely always carried his mood on his sleeves. It wasn't that difficult to know when he was frustrated and when he wasn't. He switched the movie off so he could focus on him.“Fuck yes!” Princely paced the floor, running his hands through his hair. The living room felt too small, and the walls too close, for the young student who just wanted to vent his frustrations. “She wasn't in the mood.”Noble looked down at his friend. The outline of his cock was visible in the shorts he was wearing. He knew, without being told, that his roommate was frustrated. This wasn't the first time he had returned after meeting his girlfriend, acting as if the world was about to end. Noble had been in love with Princely since they became room
Draco's mouth left his lips and travelled across his jaw, down his throat, pausing at his pulse point. The demon's tongue pressed flat against it, and León's hands tangled in that dark hair, holding him there. Draco's breath was cool, his lips cool, but the trail they left burned.Draco's tongue traced a path through the sweat and the residue of blood, cleaning him with a reverence that made León's eyes sting. The cuts stung where they were touched. Draco paused at his nipple. He circled it once with his tongue before he drew it into his mouth. León gasped, and his back arched involuntarily. The suction was gentle, almost teasing, and Draco's hand came up to cup his other side, thumb stroking the sensitive skin, giving equal attention.“Draco,” León whispered. The name felt strange on his tongue because he didn't know if he had the right to use it.Draco's silver eyes flicked up to his, and something in them flared. Approval, maybe, or hunger.His mouth continued downward, dipping int
He picked up the pace, his hips slapping against León's ass. León gripped Nikolaus's hand so hard his nails were digging in, but Nikolaus didn't flinch. He just held on as he murmured encouragement, telling him how good he was doing, and how beautiful he looked being filled.Then Finn pulled out entirely. León cried out at the sudden emptiness, his body clenching around nothing, and before he could beg, Fyre was there, guiding León onto his back and spreading his legs wide. Finn moved to León's head, his cock slick and heavy, and León understood without being told. He opened his mouth, and Finn forced his cock into it. Fyre's mouth closed over his cock at the same moment Finn thrust into his throat, and León almost fainted from the intense sensation.Fyre's throat worked him fast, pulling him toward the edge, and León tried to warn them, but Finn's hand was in his hair, holding him still, and Fyre didn't stop. He didn't slow down until León came with a muffled scream, his release spi
Ethan didn't get to see Kael until later that night. When he woke up in the morning, he learned from James that Kael had left early that morning, claiming he had an early morning class.Ethan had felt guilty when he heard those words, believing Kael was avoiding him. He must have felt disgusted wit
Kael pressed, his fingertips sliding over the curve of Ethan's shoulder, down the slope of his pectoral, the touch clumsy. Ethan closed his eyes, focusing on the sensation: the rough pad of Kael's thumb brushing over his nipple, sending a jolt of pure and undiluted heat racing down his spine to poo
The silence returned, heavier now. Dave slumped forward onto the bed, spent and trembling. He heard the soft taps of Leonard's fingers on the phone screen as he sent the video to his husband, one he knew would blow up in anger. With the deed done, Leonard lay down behind him, pulling Dave back aga
Dave came to him for protection. He wouldn't give out his location, not even if Adam begged him. At the mention of the bastard he wanted so badly to forget, a cold spike drove through Dave's chest.“Show me,” Dave said. His voice surprised him. He sounded too calm, compared to that rage that was s







