Page 152 of The Head Game

It was far from the first time someone had done this to him but this was August doing it, which somehow made it infinitely hotter and dirtier feeling.

Buttoned-up August was licking his ass.

Nico shivered at that reminder but he moaned and fisted the sheets when August circled his rim with the tip of his tongue.

“Yes,” Nico muttered. “Oh, please don’t stop. That’s so good.”

August didn’t. He lapped and circled and teased until Nico thought he was losing his mind.

And then he kept going. Swirls and licks of his tongue and a slick hand on Nico’s balls until Nico was so turned on he thought he might come without any assistance.

When he couldn’t take any more, he turned his head. “Fuck me, August. Please,” he begged.

Nico hated to feel August pull away but he nearly wept with relief when a few moments later, he heard the crinkle of foil and August pressed two slick fingers inside him. He didn’t linger though and Nico released a shaky sigh of pleasure when August knelt over his thighs and he felt the blunt pressure of August’s dick at his entrance.

It was a slow slide in. Then an even slower glide out.

Nico whimpered, overwhelmed.

His cock wasn’t fully hard but harder than it had been in a while. What did it matter though when August’s strong thighs were on either side of his, his body stretched out over Nico’s?

August pinned Nico to the bed, knees bracketing his thighs, and Nico maybe could have thrown him off if he wanted but why would he when August was fucking him like this, deep and slow and perfect. He wanted it to go on forever.

Nico sighed shakily and August brushed the tip of his nose against the back of Nico’s neck. “Good?”

“So good.” Nico rocked his hips as much as he was able but August pressed him more firmly into the mattress. “Don’t stop.”

“Remember who’s in charge right now,” August murmured in Nico’s ear.

Nico shuddered. Not usually his kink but it was hot like this, August in control, taking care of him. It felt indulgent to lie there and let August work on top of him, sweat building between their bodies, August’s warm breath against the nape of his neck.

Nico wanted more. Harder, faster, something … but when he tried to thrust back, August grabbed his hands, pressing them into the sheets, their fingers threaded together.

“No, Nico. You’ll take it the way I tell you to.”

And that was hot too. Nico cried out, shuddering, right on the edge. But it wasn’t quite enough and Nico panted softly, squirming under August.

August’s breathing was ragged, the gusts of air escaping his lips coming hot and fast against Nico’s neck as he glided in and out, slick and hot and hard, filling Nico up just right.

August brushed his lips against Nico’s skin and Nico tilted his head, giving him better access. He licked at the spot, making Nico groan.

When he grazed his teeth along the length of Nico’s neck, he whimpered, tightening around August’s dick.

August bit down, sucking a little and Nico cried out as his balls pulled up, right on the edge. But he couldn’t quite get there and he almost sobbed with frustration as August kept going.

August pulled away, his hair brushing against the back of Nico’s neck, his thrusts going erratic. “Nico, I …”

“Come on,” Nico encouraged, rocking his hips as much as he was able, his focus turning from his own orgasm to August’s. “Wanna make you come.”

“Close,” August said between gritted teeth. “So fucking close. I …”

Nico clenched around him, doing everything he could to make it good for August.

August’s whole body went rigid, shuddering against Nico’s ass, hips jerking. The long, low groan he released against Nico’s shoulder was one of the hottest things Nico had ever heard.

“You feel so good,” August panted when he finally stilled. “God, my head is spinning.”

Nico smiled because he loved that, loved that he undid August so thoroughly.

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