Page 41 of Stop and Seek
Theo looked so… peaceful. He wasn’t spitting sarcastic remarks, or swearing him under the bus. There were only the dark rings under his eyes that looked like bruises, and his hair plastered to his cheeks.
“You’re too damn cute when you’re asleep.”
Running his thumb over Theo’s bottom lip, he traced the damp skin.
Something caused Theo to jerk, and Noah stopped. His heart pounded against his ribs, louder than the downpour. He waited, watching that pale face for any more movement.
When nothing came, he unzipped the hoodie—slowly—too loud in the silence. Beneath it, some obscure, faded band tee clung to Theo’s frame. Underneath all the layers, Theo was tinier than he expected. Skinny was one thing, but Noah could sink his entire hand under the expanse of that ribcage.
As his hand skated under the shirt, his fingertips brushed against something raised.
A scar.
Jagged and uneven, running from beneath Theo’s collarbone down to the top of his stomach. Open heart surgery, maybe?
What the fuck caused something this big?
Theo twitched again, but Noah didn’t pull back this time. Instead, he leaned closer, lips settling against the side of Theo’s mouth.
“Are you dreaming about me, Theo?” he whispered. “All I’ve done is think about you.”
Pressing their mouths together, he coaxed those lax lips apart with his tongue, barely grazing teeth. Theo tasted like lavender and mint, wrapped up in rain and sweat.
Delicious wasn’t even close. Theo was addictive.
And when his nipple pebbled under Noah’s hand, it was as if Theo had handed him a personalized invitation. Just for him—for them. For right now.
Noah slid his hand down, cupping Theo’s half-hard dick through the heavy jeans, and squeezed. Theo arched into the touch, whimpering into his mouth.
It was damn good, almost better than those needy, desperate moans. So right. Theowantedhim, even while he was asleep. Like he was the only person in the world that mattered.
He pulled back to trail kisses over Theo’s jaw and neck, nipping at the soft, warm flesh. “I’m going to help you with everything. Don’t worry.”
A camera would’ve been amazing. Capturing this on tape, being able to watch it back on repeat? He could catch the little things he knew he’d miss in the moment…
There were cameras left. The ones they’d set up all over East Bridge to record Stop and Seek. Noah couldn’t get themnow—didn’t want to walk away from this moment for a second—but he could bring the extras here later.
It was for Theo’s good.
Theo was completely out of it at the bar, andanyonecould’ve taken advantage of him. If Noah could keep an eye on him, make sure he got home every night, then it would be alright, wouldn’t it?
Of course it would.
Unbuttoning the jeans, Noah pulled the denim and boxers down enough to let Theo’s cock spring free. So pretty, deep purple against his palm when he grasped it and gave it a long stroke. He kissed down that perfect neck and rain-soaked shirtand licked at the little bead of precum gathered at the slit. It tasted like honey and salt, and Noah’s own dick twitched in response.
“You’re already leaking,” he murmured, raising his eyes to watch Theo’s face. “Jesus, you really are desperate aren’t you, baby?”
Theo’s body betrayed him as he thrust up into Noah’s hand, wanting more.
Reaching down, Noah slid his shorts to his thighs, and then his mouth was on Theo’s cock again. He lapped at the head like it was the sweetest thing he’d ever tasted—and it was.
And when he touched his own dick? Euphoria shot through him so hard he saw stars for a split-second.
Noah could spend all night here, blowing Theo and getting himself off, but he had places to be. Unfortunately.
Once would have to do. For now. Besides, he wanted Theo to be conscious enough to scream his name the next time.
He jacked himself faster, all the while sucking on that gorgeous dick like it was his last meal. The rain hitting the window was the only thing louder than their breathing as he bobbed up and down.
