Page 74 of Wanted
The cashier glared at them on their way out, but by that point, they were both laughing too hard to care. Liv wouldn’t take anyrisks though, and led the way, running down the street and into the first alley on their way.
It was still bright enough for them to not fall over cans that had spilled out of a trash bag placed next to a dumpster, but Liv slowed when Knox’s breathing turned laborious. He always forgot Knox wasn’t supposed to run for so long.
“Look at this mural,” he said, pointing to the wall to provide a valid excuse for them to stop, because Knox hated being reminded of his health issues.
Knox’s feet hit the asphalt a couple more times, but he stalled, resting his hands on his hips as he took deep breaths, attempting to minimize the wheezing sound he was making. In the past, he’d been mocked over this, and while Liv enjoyed teasing him, he would never mock him for this particular thing. Some things just shouldn’t be said. Ever.
At least the piece of street art was actually decent enough to warrant this stop. Reaching all the way to the roof and so far untouched by other graffiti nor misguided attempts at cleanup, it depicted a batter in Pittsburgh Pirates gear taking a swing. The blurred edges looked as if the giant might move at any moment, his face tense with focus.
Knox’s eyes lit up with a smile, making Liv’s heart beat faster. Knox wassopretty. Now that Liv allowed himself to appreciate his looks, he often caught himself staring. When Knox slept, when he did his whole thing of shirtless breakfast-making, or when he laughed at something on TV. And, of course, Liv was always greedy for Knox’s cum face. Trembling lips, flushed face, eyes rolling back under lowered eyelids… Liv would have taken endless photos if Knox allowed it.
“Should I send Frank a photo? You know, becausepirates.”
Liv chuckled, reminded of the prank they’d pulled on Frank to get back at him for slapping them. They’d stolen his clean underwear from a clothesline behind the house, packed it intoan old metal box, and buried it close by, setting up a very basic treasure hunt. It took a lot of time and commitment, but it had all been worth it for the look on Frank’s face when he stepped outside with a towel wrapped around his hips and realized he’ll have to either search for the buried treasure or go commando.
Ezra had attempted to hide his amusement as he joined his man to give him a hand at solving the puzzles leading to the bigXmarking the underpants-chest, but he’d failed.
Good times.
“Yeah. Pant pirates. Baseball pirates. Pirates are haunting us,” Liv said, adjusting his jeans, because his dick was still very much interested in a meeting with Knox’s lips. “Must be because I’m one too,” he said, stepping close to Knox with a wide smile.
Knox snorted and pushed at his chest. “Oh yeah? More like cum pirate. You took it all like a champ.” His blue eyes glistened with glee in the faint light coming from the street, and as Knox approached, the heat inside Liv came close to the boiling point. The rest of the world became background noise, because all he could hear was his own heart and the pulsing inside his cock.
Now that they were on their own again, lust rushed back into his veins, and he gently took hold of Knox’s throat, holding him against the wall. When Knox swallowed, the blue of his eyes was drowned by the black of his pupils.
He was so damn hot with that golden stubble. It made his lips look even softer. And they were very much wanted around Liv's dick right now.
“It was anexperience,” Liv whispered and led Knox’s hand to his trapped dick. The touch made him close his eyes, but then he leaned into the crook of Knox’s neck and pinched a bit of warm flesh with his teeth.
In response, Knox’s fingers tightened around his cock. His shallow breaths were music to his ears. He never thought he could have this kind of magnetic power over Knox, who wasalways so stubborn in asserting himself. Always fighting, always antagonizing people when what he wanted was to submit.
“One you’d like to taste again?” Knox asked, not even blinking.
Liv grinned, remembering the pulsing presence on his lips, the flavor of Knox’s flesh, and the overwhelming satisfaction of making Knox writhe and shiver at the back of the old cinema.
Hell yeah, he’d do it again.
“Yeah, but next time you won’t have to hold in your breath and will be able to tell me exactly what you think about my blowjob skills,” he rasped, rocking his hips against the palm holding him on a leash.
“I really need to learn how to deepthroat,” Knox blurted out in one breath, as he unzipped Liv’s jeans. He was already flushed again, his pulse quickening against Liv’s palm.
Liv had a few super horny girlfriends in the past, but Knox? He was insatiable. Liv could laugh in Amanda’s face over her claims of Knox beingfrigid. She just hadn’t known what Knox needed. But Liv did, and he’d give him exactly that and more.
His lover shuddered when Liv licked his way to his face, tasting the salty skin and sharp blond bristles. “Yeah? What turns you on about it?” he asked, tracing Knox’s ear with the tip of his nose.
Liv was a quick learner, and he already knew Knox found it hard to speak about these things when he wasn’t hard. But when they were touching, when Liv made him aroused, filthy words left his mouth with ease.
“I want all of your dick inside me,” Knox whispered, breaking eye contact to look down at the prize he was about to pull out of Liv’s pants.
Oh yeah.
“That can be arranged,” Liv said, rubbing Knox’s chest as he pushed his hips forward. “You’ll make me feel so damn good.”
A dreamy smile appeared on Knox’s lips when he wrapped his fingers around Liv’s throbbing dick. “I will. You look so hot when you come.”
Liv's grin grew wider. “You wanna start tonight?” he asked, giving Knox’s shoulder a gentle downwards push, because hell yes, he wanted to see him on his knees, greedy for dick and all starry-eyed.
But Knox stalled, instead of going down like a good boy, and Liv took away his hands, because he wasn’t losing this hot moment over a misunderstanding. Knox could be quick to taking those out of proportion. “I mean... fine if you don’t wanna start learninghere-here.”
