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Sebastian raised an eyebrow. “It’s preferable to you almost killing yourself in the gym.”

Rory gaped, still unable to process. Sebastian reached for the pillow on his bunk and slipped it onto the floor. He arrangedit with his foot, and at Rory’s questioning frown, he explained, “For your knees.”

Rory’s heart quickened.

“Right…now?” Rory asked, glancing towards the door. Sebastian hadn’t even pushed it shut when he’d come in behind Rory. It was open at his back, and Rory could pick out individual voices on the wing.

“Right. Now,” Sebastian replied. “Take it or leave it.”

Rory dropped his knees to the pillow. Tipping forward, he grabbed Sebastian’s hips to keep his balance. Sebastian didn’t steady him. He watched as Rory’s shaking fingers hooked the waist band of his shorts and pulled them down.

“Fuck,” Rory breathed, taking in Sebastian’s hard cock. He flashed a glance up to Sebastian’s face. Sebastian’s icy eyes had darkened, and when his gaze dropped to Rory’s lips, his heart missed a beat.

“Kiss me,” he said.

Rory was about to surge to his feet and press his mouth to Sebastian’s, but a firm hand on his shoulder kept him on his knees.

“Kiss my cock,” Sebastian said.

Rory leaned in and kissed the leaking tip. His lips slipped a little as he went back for more, parting his mouth so he could swipe his tongue against Sebastian’s slit. Rory’s cheeks were on fire, and he was overly aware of the open cell, the shadows and voices that passed.

“Rory,” Sebastian said, scratching his nails against Rory’s scalp.

Rory looked up at him.

“Open your mouth for me.”

He did.

Rory gazed up at him with parted lips, opening them the more Sebastian didn’t react until he flushed all over at how vulnerable he was making himself.

“Keep your tongue flat,” Sebastian ordered. “Stick it out if you need to.”

Rory’s tongue quivered.

“That’s it,” Sebastian said. His voice had dropped lower; he shuffled closer until his trainers were pressed into the pillow cushioning Rory’s knees. He took himself in hand and rubbed the crown over Rory’s tongue, slipping it into Rory’s mouth.

Rory moaned, digging his fingers into Sebastian’s hips as his tongue was coated in precum. Sebastian rocked his cock forward and back, forward and back over Rory’s tongue. The taste of Sebastian went straight to Rory’s cock, the masculine tang filling his mouth with drool.

He liked older men, always had, benefiting from their experience and confidence. They were direct in what they wanted from him, and Rory loved them taking control.

Sebastian Claw was fucking his mouth, pushing a little deeper each time and slicking up Rory’s tongue. He let Sebastian’s cock fill him until his nose was nestled in the hair at the base, and he inhaled his scent, growing dizzy with it.

“What a hot little mouth you have,” Sebastian groaned, pulling out. He wiped his tip around Rory’s lips, chuckling when Rory moved his head to get it back in his mouth.

“Suck the tip,” Sebastian said.

Rory sealed the head of Sebastian’s cock between his lips and sucked in leisurely pulses, loving the taste of Sebastian on his tongue.

Sebastian brushed his fingers through Rory’s hair, smoothing the wayward strands away from his face. Rory’s stomach fizzled whenever he looked up and they made eye contact.

“I’m going to dirty that mouth of yours.”

He moaned and sucked more of the masculine taste of Sebastian into his mouth.

“Look at me…”

Sebastian grabbed Rory’s face, hand on either cheek, squeezing while Rory sucked. Sebastian snapped his hips, angling his cock so it slid against the inside of Rory’s cheek. Rory’s eyes burned from the stretch in his cheek as Sebastian kept nudging, rolling his fingers on the outside.

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