Page 52 of Truth or Spare

“Naja…” Theo’s cheeks puffed and his eyes crossed because he was about to bore himself to tears. “I’m not a British royal, I’m a Habsburg and our titles are extra…etepetete.”

“Fussy,” Dewey chuckled as he raised Theo’s hand and kissed his knuckles. “Wait. Why do we have to meet here at my forge? Why can’t it be in your castle?”

“Why would a blacksmith be in my castle?” Theo asked and shook his head. “That wouldn’t make much sense.”

“Dunno.” Dewey shrugged. “You’re the prince, aren’t you? Who’s going to tell you no?”

Theo’s face twisted. “I don’t want to be a tyrant, though. Or gross...” He had a feeling that Dewey was being difficult, but paused to recalibrate the scenario. “I am very obsessed with my horse and it’s after hours so you’re making a house call. Because I’m a…caring prince.”

“That’s still going to cost you extra,” Dewey said, causing Theo to throw up his hands as he grew exasperated.

“Do you want to have sex?”

“Are we bartering now, Your Imperial and Royal Highness?” Dewey asked with a wink, pulling Theo to him. “I owe you, after all the shit you and Keith have put me through.”

“That is a fair point.” Theo slid the vest off and it joined his coat on the dresser. He loosened the knot, but allowed Dewey to pull his tie free. It fell to the floor and Dewey groaned as his hands spanned Theo’s chest and dragged to his waist.

“Do the buttons for me? I’m too nervous and my fingers are too achy and clumsy.” He looked embarrassed as a shaking hand trailed along Theo’s belt.

“Heast!” He cupped Dewey’s jaw, raising it so he would see Theo’s face. “When youtellme, it makes me feel so proud because you are trusting me. That is very sexy, Brooks.” He guided Dewey’s hand lower, to his hard-on, and Theo hummed as he widened his eyes. “I am going slow for your sake,” he whispered.

“Christ, the way you make me want you!” Dewey swore as his mouth crushed Theo’s for a desperate, starving kiss. Theolaughed as they fell back onto the bed and rolled them so he was on top and went to work on their belts and flies. “I’ve done…stuff to myself, but I’m scared I’ll chicken out!” Dewey admitted shakily, but Theo clicked his teeth as he fell forward, bracing his hand next to Dewey’s shoulder.

“Trust me: you won’t,” he promised, then shimmied out of his trousers and briefs and kicked them away. He pressed a kiss to Dewey’s lips before sliding down his body.

Dewey rose on his elbows, thanking Theo and obediently lifting his hips when prompted. “How do you know?”

“Moment mal…” Theo had to scoot off the bed and it took a few good yanks to get Dewey out of his jeans and boxers. But Theo wasreadyas he dusted off his hands, taking stock of the feast before him. “Remember: I always know. And I know what I’m doing with this,” Theo said as he pointed at his mouth, then gave his cock a loose stroke. “And this.”

“I’ve noticed,” Dewey said, nodding jerkily and smothering a whimper when Theo bit the inside of his knee. “You’re good at everything.”

“Because I’ve tried everything,” Theo boasted as he spread Dewey’s thighs and lowered into position between them. “This is like coming home,” he said, growling softly as he dragged his lips through the hair on Dewey’s thigh and nuzzling his sac. He licked and Dewey’s back bowed off the bed.

“Fuck!” he gasped and Theo chuckled in agreement.

“You are in the hands of a connoisseur, Brooks. I’m about to open you up and make you sing like a violin.” He paused and lifted his head. “Condoms and lube?”

“Here!” Dewey swatted blindly at the bedside table to his right until he found the knob. He grabbed a box of condoms and lube and dropped them on the bed.

“Danke,” Theo whispered, swirling his lips around the end of Dewey’s shaft. He gave it a greedy lick, moaning loudly when hewas rewarded with a slick burst of pre-cum. “Danke sehr!” He opened wide, taking Dewey deep into his throat and pumping his shaft.

It wasn’t long before Dewey was writhing and begging, his legs kicking and his heels digging into the mattress as Theo licked and sucked to his heart’s content. “Holy fuck!” Dewey’s head lolled on the pillows and his hips bucked off the mattress with every slide of Theo’s lips. “You’re so, so good!”

That was Theo’s cue to move on to phase 2: Dewey’s backside. He eased Dewey onto his stomach and pushed his left knee toward his elbow. Theo crooned softly as he dragged his lips back and forth along the cleft of Dewey’s ass, giving him a moment to adjust and relax.

“Do you remember whyyouenjoy doing this to me?” Theo asked him, earning a rapid nod from Dewey. “Think aboutthatand tell me,” he urged.

Dewey hissed and arched when Theo’s tongue swept along the inside of a cheek. “You’re so sweet and soft and you make the most beautiful sounds. It’s like I’m setting all of you on fire, just by licking you down there.”

“Exactly. Now, it’s your turn to burn, Brooks.” He lapped and sucked on Dewey’s puckered flesh, proud of how good andwethe already was. Theo had drooled all over Dewey’s cock and balls and he was a mess! Theo spit on Dewey’s hole, getting it even wetter before drilling with his tongue. “Lecker!” he declared, flicking and sucking at the soft skin as Dewey panted and gasped.

“Oh, fucking God! Theo! Fuck, fuck, fuck! Fucking God, Theo!”

“Mmmhmm… Onto your back, bitte!” Theo didn’t want Dewey putting any unnecessary weight on his limbs or straining any muscles. He licked and nibbled his way back into the cleft ofDewey’s ass. “How about this?” he asked, tracing Dewey’s hole with the pad of his finger. He nudged gently and Dewey nodded.

“Please!” It was weak and gravelly as Dewey tugged at his shaft frantically with stiff, trembling hands.

“Let me.” Theo kissed them out of the way as he slid the end of a finger past the tight ring of Dewey’s ass. He wrapped his lips around Dewey’s cock and sucked hard as he slowly stroked back and forth.

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