Page 32 of Hold Me Down

It was rare for them to leave marks, especially where they would be visible at work. Dave wasn't going anywhere any time soon, though, so…

"Fine by me." He tried arching his back, but it was hard to get any kind of leverage with his hands behind his head and one leg out of commission. "It would be even better if you started on that ride already."

"Mmm, I'm not sure." Travis dropped a kiss after a kiss along Dave's left shoulder, biting lightly every once in a while. "I'm in no hurry."

Dave slumped against the mattress, knowing that if Travis wanted to go for slow foreplay, they'd move at a glacial pace that would still leave Dave more out of breath than a hard and fast fuck, for some reason. He needed to conserve some energy, if he was to have any hopes of surviving this.

He wasn't above playing a bit dirty, too.

"I'm not sure how long I can have you in my lap with my leg being how it is. You'd better hurry."

Somehow, it wasn't hard to admit it like this, as a part of sex, a part of teasing and getting what he wanted. Put him on the couch and ask him how he was feeling, and Dave would deny any discomfort whatsoever, but this? He didn't mind this, at all.

Especially since it got Travis moving.

"I want you to know that I can tell you're playing me," he said, getting off the bed to undress quickly.

Unable to touch, Dave only stared at Travis—his body almost as familiar as Dave's own after so many years.

"Noted," he offered as an afterthought, because Travis was grabbing the lube now, and getting back onto the bed, only this time situating himself astray Dave's lap, a bit higher than usual.

Then he hovered, not sitting down fully. "Is this good?"

"You can't maintain that position."

Travis dropped his head with a sigh.

"How about you don't challenge me like this? You know how I get."

"I want you to actually sit on me." Dave tilted his head a bit but still maintained eye contact. "I want to feel your weight on me, and I want to fill you up and then watch you bounce on my cock. I can't have that when you're so far away."

"Fuck, Dave." Travis opened the lube with a shaky hand. "You're too hot for your own good, has anyone told you that?"

"You might have, once or twice." Curling his fingers under the pillow, Dave licked his lips as Travis began to prepare himself. "Let me touch you, come on."

"Nope."

Dave swallowed hard as Travis added a second finger.

"Please, I can't—"

"Fuck, you're really desperate now, aren't you?" Travis's eyelids fluttered close, a sure sign he was feeling the stretch and it wasgood. "Thinking about how you'd put your hands on my thighs? Or on my hips, to try and pull me closer?"

Yes.Yes, that, and more, Dave didn't even care at this point, he simply wanted to feel Travis's skin under his palms, Travis's muscles shifting as he rose and fell on Dave's lap.

"Please," Dave moaned, not caring how needy he sounded. Travis had already seen through him, so what was the point?As long as it got Dave what he wanted… "Please, I'll be good, I swear."

Then Travis was suddenly right there, kissing the breath out of Dave as if he was trying to lick the words out of his mouth.

"I should've made you beg a long time ago," he whispered against Dave's mouth. "It's the hottest thing I've ever heard."

Dave almost keened as the heat spread through him.

"No, it would be better if I could touch you. I'd take care of you, pull your cock just right, you know I would."

"Of course you would." Travis pressed his cheek against Dave's, hot skin against hot skin. "But I love having you like this."

Clenching his fingers on the pillow so hard his hands hurt, Dave swallowed back the words that had no place in this moment. This was all about sex and how good it felt.

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