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August let go of his hands and slipped away. Nico whined at the feeling of August’s cock sliding out but he had no complaints at all when August coaxed him onto his back.

Nico blinked, staring dazedly down the length of his body when August took him in his mouth. Nico was so close and he still wasn’t fully hard but what did he care with August’s mouth on him and the slick press of his fingers, nudging inside him?

He reached up, cradling August’s head, not to guide him, just because he needed to touch August.

August looked up, his dark eyes intently studying Nico’s face as he sucked his cock. Nico shuddered beneath him.

He closed his eyes, dragging his hand through August’s hair. August twisted his fingers and stroked them across the spot that made Nico’s body sing.

Nico barely had time to let out a garbled warning before he was coming in August’s mouth. He came with a long sigh, shuddering through the waves of pleasure before he melted against the sheets.

“Don’t swallow,” he begged, and he tugged at August, pulling him up until their mouths were inches apart. August raised an eyebrow and Nico kissed him, coaxing him to open. Cum spilled from his lips into Nico’s mouth.

Nico shuddered and pushed his tongue into August’s mouth, searching for more.

August relaxed, going heavy against him and they rolled to their sides, kissing deeply.

“Nico …” August murmured eventually and Nico wound his arms around August’s neck and hung on.

Nico’s head still swam with the pleasure of it all but nothing hurt. He felt so good it was like his entire body hummed with contentment.

Eventually, the kiss slowed and August pulled back. His expression looked almost surprised or conflicted as he gently touched Nico’s face.

“Was that okay?” Nico whispered, suddenly worried he’d pushed too hard. He should have asked first. Not everyone was into cum swapping, but it had felt so right in the moment he’d just gone with it.

“Yeah. No, that was hot.” August’s face had smoothed out, returning to its normal relaxed state of stern watchfulness and his eyes were warm.

They were a pretty color. He had heavy brows and hooded eyes which almost overshadowed the color at times but they were actually a dusty olive on the outside with a starburst of rusty brown around the pupil.

“How do you feel?” August asked, and for a moment Nico got lost in watching his mouth move.

He reached out and touched his fingertips to August’s lips. “Perfect,” he whispered.

And Nico wondered if being with anyone else had ever felt so right.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

The following morning, August woke up to Nico’s wicked smile and bright eyes. “I have an idea,” he declared.

“Morning to you too,” August said roughly, only half-awake. “I’m glad you’re feeling good.”

“Don’t you want to know what my idea is?”

August rubbed at his eyes. “Honestly, I’m not sure I do.”

“I want to record a video of us in bed.”

August squinted. “I’m not making a sex tape with you, Nico. I know that’s your thing but …”

“It’s not my thing either. Sky and I were drunk and a little high and being dumb one time. Sucks that our phones got hacked though. But I’m not talking about a sex tape. More of a … ‘aren’t we adorable together’ video?”

“Uhh, depends. What did you have in mind?”

“I thought we’d do a little update on how I’m feeling. Thank my fans for their support and well-wishes, that sort of thing.”

“And this requires us to be in bed?” Frankly, August was skeptical.

“It wouldn’t have to but it does sort of push the engagement narrative. C’mon, it’ll be fun.”

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