Page 50 of Gratification in Gluttony

When the doors finally opened, Toni had never been more thankful to leave an elevator. He took Jude’s hand and led him into the hallway with a strained, “Ladies,” of farewell to the women they were leaving behind.

As the doors shut, the women burst into laughter, and Jude snorted. “I think they saw the problems you’re having in your pants right now.”

Toni turned, and Jude bumped into him, nearly losing his balance. Toni caught him, keeping them pressed together as he growled out, “Just wait ’til those problems are in your mouth, and you can’t talk shit no more.”

“You seem to think I want those problems in my mouth,” Jude retorted, another infuriating grin on his face.

And Toni was on a hair-trigger. A constant rumble was vibrating in his chest as he, once again, backed Jude up against the wall. His fingers went to the human’s fly, and Jude inhaled sharply as Toni flicked the button open. Watching closely for any hint of hesitation, Toni slowly slid the zipper down, giving the human ample opportunity to stop him.

Jude didn’t stop him. His hands—which were gripping Toni’s neck—tightened, fingers digging in. Toni’s gills flared, and Jude’s gaze dropped to them, eyes widening as they fluttered against his palms.

“Tell me to stop,” Toni said, running a finger along the waistband of Jude’s underwear.

Swallowing thickly, Jude shook his head. “I don’t want you to stop.”

“You want me to touch you here?” Toni asked, dipping a fingertip under the fabric to ensure there was no miscommunication about what he meant.

Jude nodded. “Yes.”

That was all the encouragement Toni needed. He slipped his fingers inside, finding Jude’s packer first. The soft, flexible silicone was a little warm from Jude’s body heat, and even though Jude couldn’t feel it, Toni gave it an appreciative squeeze.

Then he maneuvered around the packer and—

“Oh fuck,” Toni breathed into Jude’s neck as the human’s head fell back against the wall with a moan. “Baby, you’re so—” He cut himself off, suddenly worried about what words he should use or avoid. Shit, they should’ve talked about this before Toni had shoved his hand down Jude’s pants, but here they were.

“You feel good,” Toni said instead, and Jude shuddered. “I think it’s safe to say you want me in your mouth. Your body don’t lie.”

“Dickhead,” Jude said, and Toni chuckled.

Jude was wet and soft, with a swollen area near the top. His dick? Though Toni wasn’t sure if that was the language Jude used.

“You hard for me, baby?” Toni asked as he rubbed the pad of one finger over the swell of flesh.

Another shiver wracked through Jude’s body, nails carving into the back of Toni’s neck. Toni hoped he left marks.

“Not hard the way you are,” Jude gasped out. “Oh fuck, Toni.”

“Does that feel good?” Toni kissed the edge of Jude’s jaw. “Tell me how to make you feel good. Want you to come all over my fingers.”

“Oh my god,” Jude whimpered as Toni explored, fingers sliding through slick folds.

A door shut somewhere close by, and Jude went hard as stone. Toni froze too.

“We’re in the hallway,” Jude said, voice strained but not from desire. “Toni, we’re in the hallway!”

“Okay, sorry. Hold on.” Toni pulled his hand out of Jude’s pants and used his body to shield him as he checked their surroundings. Whoever had left their apartment wasn’t in their hallway—yet—so he hurriedly zipped and buttoned Jude’s shorts closed, keeping his glistening fingers as far from the fabric as possible so as not to leave a mess behind.

“I’m sorry, Jude.” Toni cupped Jude’s face with his clean hand and caught his anxious gaze. “You’re safe with me okay? I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. I… I’m just really not into exhibition,” he said with a nervous smile.

“You’re right. You said that, and I didn’t listen. I shouldn’t have started this here.”

“I didn’t tell you to stop,” Jude reminded him, which only made Toni feel marginally better.

“Still.” He lifted his other hand to caress Jude’s curls but stopped himself when he caught sight of his wet fingers. “Oh, right.”

Instead of wiping them off on his clothes, Toni grinned darkly at Jude as he slipped his index finger into his mouth. Jude’s eyes widened, another splash of color darkening his flushed face even more. Toni hummed around the digit.

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