Bastian was quiet for a few endless seconds, then he nodded. “Every step, hmm?” Bastian smiled at him, the expression wicked.
“Yes, lover. You’re driving.”
Sebastian put one hand on his cock, fingers tracing the shaft through his jeans. “Oh, does this mean I get to play with your gear shift?”
He growled under his breath, the sound instinctive. “It does. Do you remember how?”
“You know I do.” Bastian carefully worked his jeans and belt open, tugging his cock out of his boxer briefs. “Let’s see if I can move this out of first into second gear.”
Colton was going to die. He was simply going to expire, right here and now, at the firm touch to his heavy prick.
“Uhn. Baby. You’re moving me into high gear right now. Like—well not zero, but maybe thirty miles an hour to racing speed.” His hips rocked back and forth.
Sebastian laughed softly. “I think you still have a fine engine.”
“I think I still have plenty of power.” Hell, his knot was already happy to go.
He moaned, his hips rising and falling when Sebastian stroked him, and Sebastian licked his lips, watching him carefully. “Can we stretch out?”
“Can I get you naked first?”
“God, yes.” Sebastian let him tug and pull and get those clothes off, baring his omega to his gaze and his hands. And he just stood there for a long moment, staring.
“So beautiful.”
Sebastian gave him a sweet grin. “I’m just me.”
“And that’s always been wonderful as far as I’m concerned.” He took the rest of his clothes off too, and he pulled the covers back so he and Sebastian could get in the bed and get close. His leg thanked him for it, because all that tension was making his muscles ache.
“Are you okay, love?” Sebastian asked him, so in tune with his little signals.
“My leg stiffens up sometimes when I get tense. And you give me the sexual kind of that stuff.”
“I can tell.” Sebastian stroked his cock but then rested that warm hand on his scars. Not rubbing, just sharing his heat.
“Mmm. Thank you, baby.”
“I hate that you hurt so much, but I’m glad you’re here with me.”
That open heart Sebastian had made him humble. “I’m glad to be here. I missed you.” He bent to take Sebastian’s lips, thekiss going on and on, because they would break for air and then dive back in.
By the time they were ready to move on to kissing other parts, he was panting, his balls drawing up tight. “What do you want, baby?” he asked.
“You. In me. Do you have?—”
“I put some in the nightstand drawer. Lube we won’t need.” He slid his fingers along the crease of Sebastian’s ass, the wetness there easing the way immediately.
“I’ve been wet since we walked into your room.”
“You’re perfect.” He rubbed and pressed and finally slid a finger into Sebastian, getting him good and open. “Can you reach the drawer?”
“Mmm.” Sebastian sat up a little, gasping when that pushed his fingers deeper. “I think so.” He pulled out a condom and held it up. “Ta-da.”
“Oh, very nice. Put it on me, baby.”
Sebastian tore it open to put on him, and he moaned at the feeling of Bastian’s hands smoothing down over him.
They stared at each other, and Colton lay back against the pillows. “Come on and ride me, baby. You take it exactly as far and as fast and as deep as you want to go.”