Page 114 of Scoring Position

A tease of tongue over the inside of Ryan’s thigh, and then Nico raised his head and offered a smile Ryan could only categorize as predatory. “And then I’m going to fuck you,” he said, “and you’re going to tell me you love me.”

Oh.Well, that was a new direction for Ryan’s particular brand of dirty talk. His stomach tightened as his cock jerked again. “Okay,” he said, strangled.

“Okay,” Nico agreed and put his mouth to work.

Ryan couldn’t hold back a gasp. It had been so long since Nico touched him, since he could appreciate this. Nico wasgoodat sucking cock, but it was the enthusiasm that always got Ryan—the dedication, the moans, the determination to push past his gag reflex, sure, but also the fact that it turned him on so much, it left him rutting against the nearest surface.

Not that Ryan was in any better shape. The heat and wetness and suction had Ryan straining to fuck Nico’s mouth. When Nico put an arm across his hips to hold him to the bed, his brain short-circuited and he flailed out for the basket of supplies.

“Fuck, Nicky, we’re coming back to you holding me down, okay, but right now….” With shaking hands and very divided concentration, he finally managed to open the safety seal on the lube.

Nico took it and let Ryan’s cockhead rest on his lips while he flicked open the cap. Ryan couldn’t stop looking at him, couldn’t keep himself from tangling his hand in Nico’s hair, not controlling, just needing to touch.

Nico didn’t leave him waiting. A moment later he slid two fingers deep into Ryan just as he sank down on Ryan’s cock again. His eyes closed as though he was savoring everything, and then he curled his fingers and stroked Ryan’s prostate, and Ryan finally couldn’t watch him anymore. He dropped his head back against the mattress, breathing hard, reveling in the sensation, content to keep his hold on Nico’s hair as Nico dismantled him.

“Good,fuck, that feels….” Nico pulled back to concentrate on the head of Ryan’s cock and added another finger, everything sloppy and wet with spit and lube and come and so hot, Ryan couldn’t believe it. “Oh God—Nicky, please, I need you to—”

Nico rubbed deliberately over his prostate. Ryan bit down on his lip and the urge to come, and fished a condom out of the basket.

Maybe Nico wasn’t as desperate as Ryan, but he didn’t need to be told twice.

He did, however, pause with the head of his cock against Ryan’s ass, eyebrows raised in expectation.

Ryan swallowed. “I love you.” Then “ohfuck” as Nico pushed inside, filling him up so good.

And then he couldn’t stop. It all spilled out of him, the love and affection he’d danced around and denied, driven by the thrusts of Nico’s cock and the unrelenting heat in his gaze. “I love you, I love you, I love you.” He braced himself against the headboard as Nico snapped his hips harder. Ryan’s balls pulled up tight to his body and finally he couldn’t take it anymore. Bracing himself with his left hand, he wrapped his right around his erection. “Nicky—”

Nico kissed him wildly, tongue and teeth and uncontrolled desire, and they came together, bodies racked with it. Nico arched forward and slammed in hard. Ryan held him there, shuddering with the greed of it, thighs around his hips.

“Oh my God,” Ryan said, insensate with pleasure. Nico made an incredulous noise of agreement against his neck. “I love you,” he added.

Nico muffled a laugh in his skin. Ryan could get used to that. “I love you too.” Gently, he disentangled their bodies, removed the condom, and then curled back toward Ryan.

Ryan kissed the tip of his nose. “Well,” he said, “it’s not phone sex. But I think it’ll do.”

Nico pinched his side, but it turned into another kiss. He rubbed his thumb in a gentle circle over Ryan’s hip. “We should probably clean up before we do unspeakable further damage to the bedding.”

Ryan made a face. “Too bad. I’m pretty comfortable right now.”

“Did I mention I specifically booked a room with a bathtub big enough for two?”

That perked him up—his eyebrows and upper body at least. The rest of him would need a few minutes. “Did I mention that I love you?”

Nico smiled dopily. Ryan could relate. “A couple times.”

“Lemme wash your back and I’ll prove it.”

A second later Nico was pulling him to his feet. “Deal.”

Which just left one further order of business. “Hey, Nico?” Ryan asked as he started running the water in the tub.

Nico glanced up. “Hmm?”

“Knight takes C7.” He paused. “Checkmate.”

POSTGAME

Three weeks later

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