Page 113 of Vespertine
“No. I’m okay. Will you….I shouldn’t be saying this. Irealize that this puts you in an awkward—”
“What do you want, Jasper? Just tell me what you want rightnow.”
Jasper’s breath pulled in fast and tight. “I would love itif you would please put your mouth on me.”
“Oh, baby. I can do that. I can absolutely do that.” Nickyworked to get Jasper’s pants and underwear off, leaving him with his shirtshoved up, revealing his stomach and cock, which Nicky took in his hand.
Jasper couldn’t seem to choose between watching and notwatching. He closed his eyes and held his breath, and when Nicky let go of hiscock to stroke his palms soothingly down Jasper’s thighs, he quivered.
“Shh. It’s okay. Are you sure you want me to?”
“Please don’t ask me to say it again, Nicky,” Jasperwhispered. He threw his arm over his eyes. It was so endearing, so sweet andvulnerable, it made Nicky’s belly ache in a good way.
He didn’t drag it out any longer, taking Jasper’s thicknessinto his hand and pumping gently, admiring the pearl of precome that squeezedout. Jasper gasped, and Nicky leaned forward, licking the tip and following thevein down the side.
He took pity on Jasper before his small sounds of urgencygrew louder. Nicky was good at this. He knew he was. He didn’t even know howmany dicks he’d had in his mouth, but the only dick that had ever mattered wasthis one, and he was going to make it so good. So very good for Jasper.
Opening his mouth wide, he took in almost all of his lengthin a slow, seductive push down to Jasper’s quivering belly. Pubic hair crinkledagainst his lips, and the scent of Jasper’s musk filled Nicky’s nose. He closedhis eyes, a warm, tenderness swelling hard inside him as Jasper’s thudding,soft-skinned thickness filled his mouth, pressed against his tongue, andslipped down into his throat.
“Oh, Nicky, sweet Nicky,” Jasper moaned, threading hisfingers into Nicky’s hair and holding on. He held very still, letting Nickymove up and down, sucking and pressing his lips firmly around Jasper’s shaft. “I’mnot going to last.”
Nicky didn’t care. Jasper could come right away and so longas it was good for him, then Nicky wanted him to have it. He wanted him to haveevery beautiful thing in the world without waiting. And he wanted to be thereto give it to him. Jasper’s thighs shook, and his breaths were puffs of air inthe quiet of the room, little gasps of disbelief that made Nicky harder thanany loudly moaning porn star ever could.
“Nicky, slow down, I’m going to—oh! Ohh!” he tugged Nicky’shair hard and curled up, his breath holding and then releasing in cries ofpleasure as Nicky swallowed the bitter taste of his come.
Afterward, Nicky kissed Jasper’s softening cock, loving thesticky press of it against his lips. He buried his face in Jasper’s pubic hairto breathe in his scent, imprinting it in his memory. Jasper released his hairslowly, and then patted it down again, smoothing it from the wildness he’dclawed it into. “Oh. I didn’t…I didn’t yank your hair too hard, did I?”
“Uh, no. That was hot as fuck.” Nicky wanted to laugh whenJasper ducked his head and a flush rose across his cheekbones, but he held itback.
Jasper stroked Nicky’s hair, the back of his neck, andshoulders. He chewed on his lip like he was chewing over thoughts, and Nickywaited.
“Can I…? Let me do you now.”
Nicky pressed his face in the place between Jasper’s leg andgroin, rubbing his cheek against Jasper’s cock, making him hiss from thescratch of his stubble. “No, it’s okay. I’m okay.”
Jasper pulled at his shoulders and started to sit up untilNicky climbed up to lay on top of him, his jeans-covered cock pressing againstJasper’s naked hip. Vulnerable, with a tightness in his chest and throat thatthreatened tears, Nicky wrapped his arms around Jasper, shaking his head. “Idon’t need to come. I want you to hold me.”
Jasper murmured in his ear, some nonsense sounds and anotherfervent “I love you,” before Nicky allowed more kissing. Eventually, he letJasper open up his fly and push his jeans and boxer-briefs down so that hiscock dragged against Jasper’s naked skin. Their hips moved together, and Jasperreached down between them, adding his grip for Nicky to thrust into, and itwasn’t long before he was trembling, crying out against Jasper’s shoulder, and comingon his stomach.
Jasper rubbed Nicky’s back and kissed his hair. Nicky closedhis eyes, wishing this wasn’t going to be so hard—that he didn’t have to tellJasper he was leaving and that he didn’t have to hear whatever Jasper saidafter that.
“Mrrow-row!” Dizzy exclaimed, startling them both. And thenshe spastically climbed down the bookcase, leapt to the floor, and with a funnyseries of pounces and leaps, scampered out of the room.
“She’s a murderer and a voyeur,” Nicky said, laughing softlywith Jasper. “You take up with creatures of bad character, Father Jazz.”
“Perhaps their character is good, but some of theirbehaviors have been ill-chosen.”
“‘Ill-chosen.’” Nicky snorted and propped himself up,looking down at the mess between them. He’d gotten some jizz on his T-shirttoo. “You must sound so pompous up there in the pulpit.”
“You heard me speak the other day. Do I?”
“No, you sound brilliant and pious and all the things a goodpriest should be.”
Jasper touched the come on his stomach and lifted hisfingers, looking at them. “I guess appearances can be deceiving, can’t they?”
Nicky sighed and began to sit up. “Let me get something.”
“Just use my underwear,” Jasper said, gesturing to the floorwhere they’d kicked off their things.
