Page 55 of Cover Up

“I know it’s—”

“You’re so fucking hot. I want to use my mouth on you,” Felix interrupted before Dei could give in to trying to excuse his body as though it was something that needed an apology.

Dei’s jaw clicked shut, and then he swallowed heavily before nodding and putting his hand on the back of Felix’s head. “Yeah. Yes.”

There was hesitation in his tone, so Felix didn’t dive into action the way he wanted. Instead, he used a gentle touch to ease Dei onto his back, then straddled him and pressed both hands to his pecs. “Talk to me.”

Dei just stared at him.

Felix allowed himself a very small smile. “We’re not strangers anymore, babe. Talk to me.”

Licking his lips, Dei rolled his gaze toward the ceiling. He lifted his arm and rested it above his head, his fingers opening wide, then closing into a fist. “This is my first time.”

“I know,” Felix said. Not his first time ever, but his first time since he was injured.

“I don’t want you to put on a performance because you’re trying to spare my feelings. I know it looks weird. My whole body looks weird.”

Felix frowned at him. “Different.”

“Is there a difference?”

Felix couldn’t help a small laugh, and he leaned in, smudging a kiss over Dei’s jaw. “Yeah. There’s a difference. Your body matters to me because it’s yours. I’m not going to sit here and pretend like I’m gonna get railed by a big dick to stroke your ego. I’m going to put my mouth on you whatever way feels good for you because I want to make you come.”

Dei dropped his arm, pushed up on his elbow, and stared Felix in the eye. “And when you find out that when I come, I squirt like I have a pussy?”

Felix’s swallow got lodged in his throat. “Yeah?”

Dei’s eyes went wide. “That turns you on?”

“You have a filthy fucking mouth, so yeah, it turns me on. I feel like you don’t understand just how goddamn attracted to you I am, Deimos.”

Dei dropped down to the pillow and groaned. “Fuck, the way you say my name.”

“Deimos,” Felix said, his voice going lower. He leaned in and let Dei capture him by the hair, yanking him into a messy kiss. “Deimos.”

“Get your mouth on me.”

Felix tore away from a second kiss, dragging parted lips and sharp teeth over Dei’s left pec, then down his stomach. He paused to kiss each hip as his hand carefully cupped Dei’s balls, rolling them gently along his fingers. His sac spasmed when Felix ran his thumb over Dei’s nub, and it twitched at the contact. Felix looked at it and realized there was no piss hole.

“Where do you come?”

“Under my balls,” Dei said, mostly breathless. “Doctors had to…unf…” He grunted hard as Felix thumbed him again. “M-move it. Jesus, please, darlin’. Please get your mouth on me.”

Felix was done tormenting him. He shifted down, his hip resting against Dei’s thigh, and he put one hand on his stump to brace himself as he leaned all the way forward and fit his mouth over the nub of his cock.

It plumped again, fat against his tongue, and he suckled against the musky, hot skin. He smelled like soap and sweat, and it was absolutely nothing like any blowjob he’d ever given before. He felt a prickle of fear, like maybe he was going to fuck up, or maybe it was too much for Dei, but the way he grabbed at Felix’s hair told him different.

It told him he was good.

That he wasn’t all wrong.

“Good boy,” Dei murmured.

Felix moaned loudly and suckled harder.

Dei chuckled from behind a groan. “You like that, hmm? You like being my good boy?” He gripped Felix’s hair tighter and pulled him off with a wet pop, though he didn’t let him lift up all the way. “Lick my balls, darlin’. Get them nice and wet.”

Felix’s eyes rolled back in his head, and his lips parted, his tongue lolling out. He could feel Dei’s gaze on him as he was directed to his heavy sac, and he dragged his tongue over them before letting them slip past his lips. He sucked gently, humming around them, and Dei dug his nails against Felix’s scalp.

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