Syx fell into Harrison’s arms, relaxing with a soft sigh before leaning in and nipping at the other man’s ear and kissing his cheek, “Why hello.”
Satisfied his the mark he’d left, Syx kissed it softly, “Such a naughty boy you are.”
His breath was harsh against the damp skin as he tried to control himself. He knew the limits they must abide by, but it was so terribly hard, with this wonderful man in his arms, to remember why. Swallowing he pleaded, “Don’t push me.”
It would be too easy to forget why he couldn’t have him.
Harrison whimpers softly. He likes to be a naughty boy, but even more he likes to prove how good he can be. And it takes all of his self control not to palm his cock or grope Syx’s perfect little round ass.
Instead he leans his forehead to Syx’s and rubs them together gently. They might not be able to go any further sexually, but his attachment to the blue villain is more than just physical. There is such intense intimacy between them and it’s all happened in such a short time. Right now, Harrison wants that as much as he wants relief for his aching cock.
“I’ll do my best to be good,” he promises, acknowledging the pleading tone he can hear in the other man’s voice. “For you.”
Syx let out a sigh, behaving was both good and bad. He ached, but he was still going to take everything that he was allowed, “Good boy.”
Cupping Harrison’s cheeks, Syx kissed him soundly. Drawing him close with a smoldering need. Fighting to keep the passion from building too much. Low and simmering in safe territory. Breaking the kiss to lean his forehead against Harrison’s, longing to touch and using every ounce of willpower he has to keep his hands on those thin hips.
He blew out a breath with a soft laugh, “I don’t want to let you go just yet, but if I keep touching you clothing is going to come off.”
Syx rubbed his thumb over Harrison’s hipbone, he had so many questions and he didn’t even know how to ask them. This relationship was so much more strange and intense than his others. Maybe it’s just because they’re both Blue that it’s different. That it’d happened so quickly. Yet there are so many more rules not fully defined. He wants to ask what they are to each other. What this might become. The words die in his throat along with his confidence.
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