Page 78 of Cover Up

“Don’t you fuckin’ dare, sweet thing. You’re savin’ that come for me. Got it?”

“Yeah. Yes,” Felix said. Forcing himself to sit still was torture, but the idea that Dei was happy with him was enough to keep him obedient.

“Fuck, you are such a good boy. You’re so fucking perfect, Felix. I can’t believe you’re here. I can’t believe I’ve done anything to deserve you.”

Felix squeezed his eyes shut harder as Dei’s hand traced a pattern around the ink on his back, finally pulling aside his ass cheek. Felix felt exposed, and the feeling only got worse when he felt the rough scratch of Dei’s beard seconds before warm lips kissed his hole.

“Oh. Oh…fuck,” Felix sobbed.

“My sweet, sweet, precious baby,” Dei told him. He licked a stripe over him, then deepened the kiss, the tip of his tongue just barely breaching his muscle before pulling away.

Felix sobbed a little louder. He didn’t want more than that—it was too much—but before he had to beg for it, Dei pulled back, trailing kisses up his spine until he was gently biting the back of his neck.

“I know,” Dei murmured. “I know. I’ve got you.”

Felix realized that Dei was telling the absolute truth. There would be some days he would have to spell things out, but Dei paid attention to him like no one ever had. He knew the most subtle shifts of his body, like reading Felix was no harder than reading a book, and that thought was almost terrifying.

Would he ever be able to keep secrets?

Would he want to?

Dei kissed along his shoulders, then gently rolled Felix onto his back, where he bit at his Adam’s apple, sucked a mark into the crook of his neck, then went right for his nipples. Felix groaned, the feeling shooting right into his balls as his hips bucked, and Dei just laughed, pinning him with his hand as he continued to torture the sensitive nubs.

Before begging words left Felix’s lips, Dei moved onto his stomach, to his tender ribs, and the cut of his hip. Felix was wound up and ready to ascend to the fucking heavens by the time Dei licked a stripe along his cock, and he knew he didn’t have the control to hold back.

“I c-can’t,” Felix gasped.

Dei curled his fingers around Felix’s cock and squeezed tight enough to hold back his orgasm. “I want you to come in my mouth, sweetness.”

Felix pressed his hand over his mouth to hold back a moan, but Dei wasn’t having it. He dropped Felix’s cock and ripped his fingers away from his lips. “I don’t think so. You want to be good for me, don’t you?”

Felix swallowed heavily, panting as he nodded.

“Then give me all your sounds, baby. Those moans are mine. You hear me?”

“Mm-mhm,” Felix managed.

That seemed to be enough for Dei, who quickly went back to work on Felix, holding the head of his cock between his lips while his fingers played with Felix’s heavy balls. The touch was gentle at first, but as Dei sank lower, the grip on his sensitive sac became firmer. And just as it started to crest into pain, Dei let go.

Felix gasped, thrusting upward into his mouth without the ability to stop himself, but instead of Dei pulling away, he sank further. His fingers pressed hard into Felix’s hip, urging him to fuck forward, and Felix lost himself to the pleasure racing through his body.

He wasn’t even aware he was coming until Dei was swallowing it all down, and his whole body trembled with aftershocks. He felt ecstasy like little bubbles popping under his skin as Dei let his spent cock slip from his lips, kissing the head, then kissing down his softening shaft.

He moved lower, licking along his balls before kissing up his hip. His body moved as fluid as water, sliding up Felix’s prone form until they were nose to nose, and then he kissed his mouth. Felix tasted himself on the edge of Dei’s tongue, and he sucked on it until Dei was rocking against him, moaning softly with each panting breath.

“Baby,” Dei murmured.

“Tell me how to get you off like this,” Felix begged. “What can I do?”

“Just lie there. Fuck, just—just lie there,” Dei said. His voice was trembling, tone shattered as he pressed his hard nub into the cut of Felix’s hip, bore down, and began to thrust against him. Felix matched his rhythm, going pliant when Dei grabbed him by the shoulder to brace himself.

After a short forever, Felix felt his lover stiffen, then shudder with his release. Dei let out a long groan, burying the sound against the crook of Felix’s neck as his hips finally stilled and the heavy weight eased.

“Tell me I didn’t hurt you,” Dei whispered.

Felix shook his head. “Not in any way I didn’t want.”

There was a moment’s pause, and then Dei gently rolled to the side, resting his stump against the pillow and taking Felix by the cheek. His palm was warm and smelled like sweat and come, and Felix was pretty sure there was nothing better in the world.

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