Page 86 of Gratification in Gluttony

Toni Does Good

Instead of ravaging Judelike a wild animal like his hormones demanded, Toni took his time dragging his sweatpants down his legs. Jude wasn’t wearing underwear, and Toni whimpered—fucking whimpered—at the sight of him bared completely.

He ran his hands through the dark hair on the human’s legs. Toni didn’t have much body hair, only a faint smattering on his groin, so he marveled at the soft curls covering Jude’s legs. And the trail under his belly button leading to the beautiful core between his legs.

“Look at you,” Toni said as he flattened his hands on the inside of Jude’s thighs and pushed, spreading him. Jude inhaled sharply, hands fisting the sheets on either side of his hips. Toni checked in, scrutinizing his expression for any hint of hesitation. “This okay?”

Blunt teeth digging into his bottom lip, Jude nodded. Toni massaged his thighs, kissing the inside of his knee.

“If you want me to stop at any point, just say so. Or if you don’t like something—”

“I want this,” Jude interrupted, grabbing Toni’s hand and squeezing. “I want you.”

“That’s real good, baby. Real good.” Toni grazed his teeth over the soft flesh right above Jude’s inner knee. “How do you like to be touched? What feels good?”

The hand on Toni’s gripped tighter, then guided Toni’s hand until his fingers touched soft, wet folds. They both groaned at the contact.

“This is my vulva,” Jude said, and Toni nodded. He remembered from the time they had phone sex. Jude had explained his anatomy and the terms he used, which had led to some extremely suggestive conversation points.

“Sounds so pretty,” Toni said, and Jude snorted.

“Not the sexiest word.”

Toni blew a raspberry. “I like it. It’s poetic.”

“If you say so. Usually people use cunt or pussy.”

“Do you?” Toni asked, and Jude’s shoulders wiggled.

“They’re as good of words as any.”

“Okay.”

Guiding Toni’s fingers higher, to the swell at the top of his cunt, Jude said, “This is my clit.”

“Not your dick,” Toni said with a mischievous smirk. “Because your dicks are in your drawer.”

“Yeah, Toni, my dicks are in my drawer. I know some would call this their dick. I just don’t.”

“Okay, then neither will I.” Toni circled Jude’s swollen clit with his fingertip.

Jude’s voice was shaky as he said, “It’s really sensitive, and I almost always need stimulation here to come.”

“Even if my fingers are inside you?” Toni asked.

Jude nodded. “Yeah, I’m not lucky enough to be able to come from penetration alone.”

“Me neither,” Toni said with a wink, and Jude grinned. “But does it feel good?”

“If you finger me? Usually. If I’m wet, and if I’m in the right headspace for it.” Jude’s breathing grew choppy as Toni circled his clit, adding pressure.

“Where’s your head at right now?” Toni asked.

“I’m… good. Like, I want you to… touch me.”

“You want my mouth here?” Thumb circling his clit, Toni dragged his other hand up Jude’s thigh until he could graze a knuckle through the folds to the opening of his channel. “And here?”

Jude shuddered. “Oh god. Yes. Toni—”

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