Page 15 of Siren in Love
Zingy edges of desire made Corvin’s voice bloom bright in Mike’s awareness.
Oh, gods.“D-do you want me to put on a condom?”
“Do you need one?Anything I should know about?”
“I wouldn’t—no.Healthy as a seahorse.”
Corvin shook his head, chuckling.“A seahorse?Fine.Let’s save the condom for later.”
He opened his mouth and licked around the sensitive skin of Mike’s cockhead, lapping at the precum.He kept up the eye contact the whole time, even as his lips came down to cover the head of Mike’s cock, even as he began to work Mike deeper into his mouth.
Mike reached out to bury a hand in Corvin’s hair before he remembered the stitches.He pulled back at the last moment.His hum only intensified as he felt the head of his cock hit the back of Corvin’s throat.Corvin used his fingers to stroke what he couldn’t swallow and beyond.He squeezed Mike’s balls, kneading them gently.
Throughout it all, he never looked away, his attention as intense as the way his tongue glided along the underside of Mike’s cock.
Fuck.So much for a quiet librarian.Scratch that, I knew he wasn’t a quiet anything.I want him to hear me sing!
Mike also wanted to thrust.He didn’t though.This was too new, and he had no right to presume Corvin would be okay with Mike being rough like that.Instead, Mike focused on staying on his feet even as Corvin sucked and teased and licked, the ghost of teeth only adding to the thrill.The noises Corvin made, combined with his green eyes staring up, rang like soft cymbals in Mike’s mind.
While Corvin was sucking Mike off, he used one hand to get his own pants open, pulling his cock free.With wide eyes, Mike watched as Corvin started jacking himself off.I want to do that.Want to touch him, to get him to feel good.
Given the angle, Mike couldn’t see all of it, but he could hear the movements themselves, the joy in the small sounds Corvin made in addition to the sucking and licking.It was incredibly hot, and as far as Mike was concerned, only Corvin coming could’ve made it any hotter.
Thinking about that, imagining those sounds Corvin would make, had Mike’s own release building.He brushed his fingers over Corvin’s temples, dazed and amazed to have found him.
“You’re too good at this.I’m about to come.Let’s get into bed.”
Mike ached to let his siren song seep into his voice, let his own feelings echo with his words until Corvin could feel them from his eardrums all the way to his toes.But he couldn’t.He couldn’t ruin this moment.
Corvin pulled off slowly, leaving Mike aching for the exquisite sensation.“You do taste good.”
He stroked along the veins of Mike’s cock, then sucked the head one last time before he got back to his feet.
Gods, I can’t resist him.
Corvin’s lips were red and full now, his pupils wide, focus in his eyes.He was willing and ready, one hand still around his own cock, still moving.Mike leaned in for a quick but hungry kiss before getting out of his own pants.Corvin’s were around his ankles, and he awkwardly kicked them off.Lucky for Mike, he was faster getting on the bed, doing it in such a way that it offered an excellent view of his back and butt.
This I want to explore,Mike thought, aware he was staring and not able to stop himself.
“Lube and condoms are in the drawer,” Corvin said, pulling Mike out of his reverie and pointing at the nightstand.“Unless you want to keep looking.”
“No.By which I mean, I could look at you for days.”
“Looking isn’t the point here, Pineapple Mike.”
“Oh, I know.”
Mike breathed deep, then hummed out his desire.He carefully climbed onto the bed and straddled Corvin, who was still on his belly, giving Mike a perfect backward glance.
He squeezed Corvin’s plump cheeks.Rather than lingering, he let his hands drift upward, to the small of Corvin’s back, then his shoulders.The muscles there were tight, and Mike loosened them, feeling his way along the tension as if he were coaxing a melody from a violin’s strings.
“Do you know you hum a lot?”Corvin asked.
“Do you mind that I do?”
“No.And I would mind even less if you finally—”
“In a moment.Let me take care of you first, okay?You’re kind of tense.”Mike’s voice was going low, warming with the vibrato of his siren song.It wanted to come out, desperately, but it would have flooded Corvin with desire that was more than his own.Mike resisted.
