Page 91 of Cross the Line

The request takes Theo by surprise. “Wait, are you into painplay?”

“What? Hell no, I just wanna check if I’m hallucinating,” Alec says, somehow managing to make a joke even while clearly on unsteady ground. It sends another wave of protectiveness through Theo. Alec is so damn special.

“Well?” Alec arches one eyebrow.

“I’m not going to pinch you.”

“So you’ll stick your fingers and dick in my ass but pinching is too—ow, fuck,” Alec yelps, rubbing his ass. “I meant like a baby pinch, asshole! I can’t believe you actually pinched me.”

“Sorry!” Theo laughs, not entirely sure what’s happening. One second he wants to swaddle Alec in bubble wrap to protect him from the world, the next he wants to fuck him into the mattress until he’s a writhing mess, and now he’s laughing because Alec is ridiculous even in a situation that could be awkward. All of it should be weird, yet somehow, it’s not.

“You don’t sound sorry,” Alec says seriously, but it’s clear he’s trying not to laugh.

“I—” but Theo can’t get another word out because Alec is trying to tickle him.

“What the hell are you doing?”

“Whatever I want.” Alec smirks, his delicate fingers finding purchase on Theo’s belly. He gives it a little squish before tickling until Theo’s laughing so hard that he can hardly breathe. He grabs both of Alec’s hands and pulls them away, enclosing them in his grasp to keep Alec’s hands where he can see them.

“You win,” Theo gasps, breathless, horny, and most unexpectedly of all, happy.

“Even when something isn’t a competition, I win.” Alec grins. “You know I haven’t heard you laugh that hard in a long time. You sound good.”

“I laugh,” Theo protests.

“Not with me,” Alec whispers, lowering his gaze to where Theo has both Alec’s wrists trapped in one of his hands. Alec’s wrists are small and delicate, reminding Theo that beneath the bravado and muscles is just a boy who could easily be broken.

“Alec.”

“Don’t,” Alec whispers, leaning forward to press a kiss to Theo’s lips. “You promised.”

He loosens his grip on Alec’s wrists, reaching up to brush a stray curl from Alec’s face, unsure how the mood shifted so quickly. He doesn’t know what to say, what to do, but Alec doesn’t share his hesitation and presses Theo down on the mattress with a hand to his chest. Theo offers one last kiss that feels almost the end of something that hasn’t even started yet.

“Just…be gentle, okay?”

“I’d never hurt you, Alexander.”

Alec’s expression shifts, something unreadable in his eyes as he opens his mouth and then closes it just as quickly. Theo wants to ask, wants to push, but once again, he holds back. This is already veering into dangerous territory.

“How do you want me?”

Such a loaded question. How doesn’t Theo want him would be an easier thing to answer.

“Straddle my chest with your ass by my face and—” but Theo doesn’t even finish before Alec is swinging a knee over Theo’s chest, having to spread his legs to fit over Theo’s much wider body. The position brings his hard cock to rest in the center of Theo’s chest, his perfectly full ass right in front of Theo’s face while he wastes absolutely no time moving his mouth to Theo’s cock. There’s no teasing licks, only the warm, wet heat of Alec’s mouth as he swallows Theo down as far as he can.

For a few seconds Theo forgets himself, lost in the pleasure of Alec’s willing mouth. Theo isn’t small by any means and while Alec definitely can’t deep-throat him, it’s clear he’s trying, damn near choking on Theo’s cock. It’s not until he whines, rutting into Theo’s chest that Theo remembers himself. He’s supposed to be distracting Alec so he can prep him, not being the one distracted.

“Take it easy on me or I might come before I can fuck you,” Theo admits, not wanting to ruin Alec’s experience.

Alec stills, the line of his back taut. Theo almost worries he’s ruined the moment, but then Alec’s body relaxes as he sags, no longer sucking but still keeping Theo’s cock situated in his mouth. It’s a little unexpected to have someone’s mouth on him without them doing anything, but not at all unwelcome.

Exhaling a shuddering breath, Theo retrieves the lube from where he dropped it, uncapping the lid and squeezing some on his fingers. He rubs it between thumb and forefinger to try and warm it up before moving his hand to Alec’s ass. Spreading him wide, he takes a moment to appreciate Alec’s ass, the freckles that hide in the crease, and the hole no one but Theo has ever touched before. He’s gorgeous, and Theo isn’t sure he’s deserving of this moment but he’s going to take it, because for once in his life he doesn’t want to do the smart and safe thing. He wants this, wants Alec, and judging by the way Alec’s cock leaks on his chest, Alec wants him too.

“I’m going to?—”

“Please,” Alec begs, pulling off Theo’s cock. His voice is rough, desperate, and Theo’s never heard him like this before. It’s a beautiful sound and one he’s not likely to ever forget.

Dragging his lubed-up thumb over the puckered hole with one hand, Theo uses his other to rub circles on Alec’s lower back. He keens, arching his ass back so the tip of Theo’s thumb presses inside, which makes Alec squirm even more. He thrusts back and makes a desperate, needy sound that will fuel all of Theo’s jerk-off fantasies for the next decade.

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