Page 51 of The Menagerie

He curls his hands into Rowan’s briefs and tugs them down, Rowan’s cock bobbing out and hanging hard between his legs. In a flash his briefs are with the rest of his clothes, and Mal’s eye level with Rowan’s cock and lookinghungry, eyes half lidded. Mal drops his jaw and presses his tongue against his bottom lip, inviting Rowan inside.

Rowan holds his cock at the base, pumps himself once, and rubs the tip along Mal’s outstretched tongue, watching as Mal’s eyes flutter closed at the taste. His lips close around the head, ready to suck, but Rowan drags his cock to the side, watching rapt as Mal’s cheek bulges before it pops out the side of his mouth. He feels the hot puff of air as Mal exhales, but it’s cut short when Rowan sticks his cock back in. A groan vibrates through Mal’s lips as Rowan repeats the action, growing stronger as Mal sucks a little harder each time his mouth is filled.

And God, when Rowan finally relents and stops teasing both Mal and himself and presses his cock deeper inside, it’s as good as he remembered. Better even, now that they’re alone and there’s only the sounds of Rowan’s steady breaths and the wet slurp of Mal working his cock with his lips and tongue. He looks so fucking perfect with his lips stretched wide and eyes scrunched tight and…

… oh.

Oh, that’s not right. Rowan shifts his hand from where it has been resting, easily nestled into Mal’s hair, and cups his cheek, runs his thumb across his temple.

“Look at me,” he says, voice even.

And when Mal’s eyes flutter open and he looks up at Rowan through his dark lashes, lips tight around his cock and still languidly sucking, well, Rowan can’t help but tell him how good he looks.

“Fuckin’ perfect like this.”

Mal hums around him, the vibrations tingling through the head of his dick and making Rowan’s breath hitch. And the little shit must love that, using his tongue to push Rowan’s cock against the side of his mouth so that Rowan can feelit bulging through his cheek, which, okay,fuck.

Rowan dips his head back for a second, long enough to get his bearings as Mal works him over expertly. He’s forced to look down at him again when he feels a hand curl around his shaft and Mal’s mouth pull off a few inches.

Prying Mal’s fingers off and pushing them away with a flick of his wrist, Rowan tells him, “Said I wanted your mouth, not your hand.”

He thrusts back in the few inches that he’d slipped out, feeling the back of Mal’s throat close around the tip of his cock and the sputtering choke that follows. Mal’s hands jerk up involuntarily and clutch at Rowan’s thighs.

“Keep ’em in your lap,” Rowan says, voice stern. And when he pulls them back down, hovering over his dick, Rowan adds, “But don’t fuckin’ touch yourself,” for good measure. Mal’s fingers clench, but he dutifully places a palm on each thigh.

Rowan feels more than hears Mal’s slight whimper at the direction, little more than a tingling sensation around the head of his cock. Then Mal gets to work in earnest, dutifully sucking him down, head bobbing and hands clawing into his thighs, little red crescents forming in his skin from Mal’s blunt nails. Rowan lets him work on his own for a long few minutes, growing harder with each passing second and each dribble of spit that runs down Mal’s chin.

And he’s so fuckin’ pretty like that.Gorgeous.Eyes lidded but still open like Rowan told him, focused on him.

“Fuck,” Rowan breathes as Mal’s tongue delves into his slit. “Wish you could see yourself like this.”

Frankly, Rowan wishes he had better than 20/20 vision. Wishes he could see in HD with the way Mal’s devouring him right now and looking like he’s loving every second of it.

Rowan sinks his fingers into Mal’s hair, the only warning he gives him before thrusting into his mouth, cock hitting the back of his throat and making him splutter before Rowan pulls back. He keeps his cock in his mouth, just the tip, and lets Mal catch his breath.

The feeling of Mal’s hot breath on his cock sends a wave of pleasure through him and a spurt of precome to dribble out from his tip. And Mal outrightwhinesat that before suctioning his lips around him again and locking eyes with Rowan, lidded and hazy as he lets Rowan’s cock sit in his mouth.

Waiting.

Waiting for Rowan to fuck his face like they both want.

And holyfuck, he’s perfect.

A curl of Mal’s tongue on the underside of Rowan’s tip is all the motivation he needs to fist his hands in Mal’s hair and slam forward into the wet heat of his mouth. He gives him no break this time, cock sliding in easily and Mal expertly keeping his teeth out of the way and taking nearly Rowan’s full length down his throat.

The hot suction of Mal’s mouth around him is heavenly, but the blissed-out look on Mal’s face is so much better. Rowan keeps Mal’s head mostly still between his hands as he fucks into his mouth, watching his eyes droop the more of his cock Rowan stuffs inside. By the time Mal’s struggling to keep his eyes open and is breathing hard through his nose, Rowan’s groin is pressed firmly to his face.

“Unh,” Rowan moans, drinking in the sight of Mal with his mouth full. “Fuckin’ made to suck cock, huh?”

He keeps thrusting in deep, hands sliding out of Mal’s hair to cup his cheeks on either side, fingertips pressed against the underside of his jaw to feel him swallow around Rowan’s cock. Feel the shifting of his muscles as Rowan holds him still. Mal gags, coughs, throat tightening around Rowan’s dick before he pulls out, and Mal moans openly, a beautiful “Hnnnn!” sound that lights Rowan’s belly on fire.

“Yeah,God. Tell me, Mal.”

Another thrust, not as deep butfast, driving himself in to the root and back out again. And then another strangled sound from Mal, like he wants to answer Rowan but can’t do that with his mouth full. Rowan grips his cock around the base, pulling out and rubbing the tip across spit-slick lips.

And when Mal works his lips around his head, like he’s sucking on a goddamn lollipop, well. That’s really all the answer he needs, but—

“Tell me how much you love this,” Rowan demands, curling his hand around Mal’s jaw and coaxing his mouth open to circle his cockhead around Mal’s tongue.

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