Page 123 of Second Chance

“You’re so beautiful, you know that?” Daniel says, hushed and reverent.

Tony flushes and looks away.

“I know it’s not the word you’d choose, but you are. I’m so glad you let me have you like this.”

“You’re the only one who gets to have me like this,” Tony tells him, as close as he can get to articulating the complicated knot of feelings he has about loving Daniel, being in love with Daniel. There will be time in the morning.

Daniel kisses his breastbone, right on the center. “I’m the luckiest man alive, then.”

Daniel’s lucky for many reasons, not least of which have to do with escaping two murderers unscathed. But Tony thinks he’d give Daniel a run for his money on luck when Daniel sinks further to settle between Tony’s legs.

He keeps the pressure of his mouth soft, licking up and down Tony’s cock with little flicks of his tongue, rolling Tony’s balls in his palm as he does it. He runs his tongue around the tip in slow, filthy circles until Tony throbs against it.

When Tony can’t seem to keep his hips still on the bed anymore, Daniel takes the whole head into his mouth. Tony watches from above as his jaw stretches obscenely wide around it. Daniel’s eyes, when they meet Tony’s, are dark and wanting.

Tony would give him anything he asked for.

Daniel’s hands spread Tony’s thighs wide, fingertips running across his inner thighs, the space behind his balls, his hole. Tony wonders idly if Daniel will fuck him tonight, if that’s where this is going, when Daniel suddenly swallows around him, half of Tony’s shaft in Daniel’s mouth.

A breathless cry makes its way out of Tony’s throat. He’s sweating against the urge to move his hips and fuck up into the warm heat of Daniel’s mouth.

“You feel so good,” he says, slurred with pleasure.

Daniel pulls off his cock. “Thanks.” His voice is rough and used.

He goes back to kissing and licking the head and nothing more, and Tony whines.

He’s leaking, thick drops of precome catching in his pubic hair, by the time Daniel takes his cock into his mouth again. Daniel doesn’t seem to mind, moaning at the taste.

Still, he doesn’t speed up. It feels indulgent, how slow Daniel goes, pulling off to run his lips and tongue across the shaft whenever Tony gets too into it, too desperate. With his hands tied above his head, Tony can do nothing but accept the glacial pace, his cock thick and heavy with blood, and his brain sluggish with pleasure.

He could use the quick release on the cuffs, grab Daniel by the shoulders, and pull him up so they can rut together until they both come. Instead, he lets himself float, lets himself beg for more.

“Please,” he says between gasping, heaving breaths each time Daniel pulls off. “Please, more, please. I need it.”

“I know what you need,” Daniel murmurs, soft and almost condescending if it weren’t so fond. He kisses Tony’s hipboneand props himself up on his forearms. “Turn onto your side for me.”

Tony obeys thoughtlessly.

Daniel reaches for the nightstand again. “Shit. Stay right there, honey, I’ll be back.”

As if Tony could move right now. His cock pulses against his belly, wet with cooling spit and his own precome. His toes curl against the comforter.

It only takes a minute, and then Daniel returns, holding up the pump bottle of lube. “Told you we were gonna regret keeping this in the living room.” He kisses Tony’s neck as he slots in behind him on the bed. “Lift your hips up.”

Tony does as he’s told, and the towel Daniel brought along is shoved under him.

“Spread your legs,” Daniel whispers, and when Tony does, his cool, wet fingers reach between Tony’s legs to cover the space there with lube.

Daniel’s cock, fully hard for all it’s been ignored so far, slots between Tony’s thighs, and Tony clenches around it on instinct.

Behind him, Daniel groans. “That’s so good.”

Pride bursts hot in Tony’s gut, a stupid, senseless reaction, but there it is.

Daniel moves his hips, slow and easy. The head of his cock bumps into the base of Tony’s, and Tony whimpers a little.

“You want it?” Daniel’s breath, hot on the juncture of Tony’s neck and shoulder, sends goosebumps across his skin.

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