Page 35 of Candy Hearts
Before the tingles from being called “baby”had fully traversed Benji’s body, William licked up the same tendon he’d caressed with the rose petal.
Heat blasted through Benji. He writhed. He cried out. Pre-come dribbled down his cock.
Benji jerked his hand back to his dick. God, he couldn’t not touch himself after that.
“Fuck yourself harder, sweetheart. Want to watch you shoot.” William stretched out next to him, holding himself up on one elbow.
Benji’s vision went fuzzy, the candlelight in the room turning to yellow-orange blurs, but he tried to keep his eyes open as William lifted a rose petal to his lips.
It was … God, it was romantic. Yes, Benji was all arms, and he was fucking himself with a dildo he called Swampy. And it was cold in the bedroom. And he knew he needed to be quieter, but the kiss of a rose petal over his chin, over his cheekbone, and back to his bottom lip was so incredibly sweet.
“That’s it, Benji. So pretty.”
That word.Pretty. Why did it affect him the way it did? Maybe he’d never know. Maybe it didn’t matter.
Because he came, silently, staring up into William’s deep brown eyes.
* * *
Reflexive tears leaked out of Benji’s eyes, and he didn’t hide them. He tried to tell himself that he wasn’t hiding because this thing with William didn’t count. They were secret fake valentines. They’d fuck all weekend, then move on. Benji would get to experience a bit of romance without pretending to be someone he wasn’t. William would get some practice dating or what-the-fuck-ever. They didn’t know each other and didn’t really need to.
But Benji couldn’t deny that this was how sex wassupposedto feel. This was how sex felt whenno onewas hiding. When the vulnerability of it was honored and both parties entered into it with joy and honesty.
When it was real.
William got off the bed, taking the dildo with him. Benji could hear the sink running in the bathroom before William returned with a warm, wet rag. William kissed Benji’s temple, catching a tear track, but didn’t say anything. Then he dashed the washrag over Benji’s cheeks and under his nose, which made Benji laugh wetly. He hadn’t been getting snot anywhere, but he was leaking tears, so it wasn’t an unusual assumption.
William flipped the rag over and blotted a come spot on the garter belt, his brow furrowing in concentration. His glasses were slightly askew, and his hair was chaotic in the front. Benji surely looked like an even bigger mess.
“I washed your dildo,” William whispered.
“A man after my own heart.” Benji’s voice was scratchy, and he had to laugh at himself again. His emotions were the worst—and the best—because he wouldn’t trade anything for the way his heart flipped when William smiled at him.
“Are you okay?” William asked.
“Yeah. I think so.”
“Good. Turn over for me. Spoiling time isn’t over.”
Benji was helpless to resist. He liked being spoiled. He especially liked being spoiled by William.
William dribbled lube over his fingers and gently pressed them into Benji, but once he was there, he didn’t escalate it. He used his free hand to rub over Benji’s back and shoulders and legs, petting him all over.
“Still good?” William asked.
Benji nodded and rested his head in his arms. He loved ass play, but to lie here, after he had come, and let William keep him stretched and full was a totally new experience. It probably wouldn’t take too long to get Benji going, not with William stroking his prostate gently again and again.
But not yet. Right now, he was happy to lie back and bask.
“I’ve been thinking about why I’m so into lingerie,” Benji said.
William leaned in and kissed Benji’s neck. “Tell me.”
“I’ve always felt kind of confined by expectations. Going back”—Benji blew out a big breath—“fuck, going back to when I was very young. My parents basically bailed after I was born, and it’s never stopped hurting, you know?”
“I can imagine.” William started to pull his fingers out, then paused. “Want me to stop fingering you so we can talk? I can’t tell if this is an acceptable-while-getting-fingered topic.”
“Don’t stop. I’m all floaty and wanna chat.”
