Connor's skin was slick against his, sweat damp and naked, long plains laid out against white walls. Nick dipped his mouth, pressing it to Connor's throat, biting lightly against the pull of his breath and feeling the groan beneath his lips.
Connor's skin looked lovely against the white, darker and smooth, open for Nick's hands to move, sliding down his side and dipping into the soft skin in the hollow of his hip.
Connor was hard against him, already leaking and drawing wet streaks across Nick's thighs, pushing in, seeking friction only to have Nick pull back again with a smirk.
He whimpered, head thudding back into the plaster as Nick's hand finally wrapped around his cock, spreading precome down the shaft. Nick grinned at him and kissed him before dropping to his knees and pressing his mouth to the soft skin at the top of his thigh.
Nick's arms bracketed Connor's thighs, hands resting against the wall, as he licked his way down Connor's cock.
Connor's hips snapped forward as much as the tight space against the wall let him and Nick just opened himself against it, loosening his throat as much as his could. He could feel Connor's dick twitch against his tongue when he realised what Nick was allowing him. Long fingers slid into his hair and Connor's hips lifted off the wall carefully, as if testing his resolve, Nick just hummed and grinned when Connor's next thrust turned ragged.
There was precome on Nick's lips and Connor's thighs had begun to twitch and his thrusts fall apart. Nick dragged his teeth down lightly and Connor shuddered and came, fingers tangled in Nick's hair, hard against his scalp.
Connor was slumped against the wall, mouth open and red and Nick rested his face against his thigh, licked a little come from his lip and smiled in satisfaction up at him.
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Date: 2009-04-11 08:33 am (UTC)Connor's skin looked lovely against the white, darker and smooth, open for Nick's hands to move, sliding down his side and dipping into the soft skin in the hollow of his hip.
Connor was hard against him, already leaking and drawing wet streaks across Nick's thighs, pushing in, seeking friction only to have Nick pull back again with a smirk.
He whimpered, head thudding back into the plaster as Nick's hand finally wrapped around his cock, spreading precome down the shaft. Nick grinned at him and kissed him before dropping to his knees and pressing his mouth to the soft skin at the top of his thigh.
Nick's arms bracketed Connor's thighs, hands resting against the wall, as he licked his way down Connor's cock.
Connor's hips snapped forward as much as the tight space against the wall let him and Nick just opened himself against it, loosening his throat as much as his could. He could feel Connor's dick twitch against his tongue when he realised what Nick was allowing him. Long fingers slid into his hair and Connor's hips lifted off the wall carefully, as if testing his resolve, Nick just hummed and grinned when Connor's next thrust turned ragged.
There was precome on Nick's lips and Connor's thighs had begun to twitch and his thrusts fall apart. Nick dragged his teeth down lightly and Connor shuddered and came, fingers tangled in Nick's hair, hard against his scalp.
Connor was slumped against the wall, mouth open and red and Nick rested his face against his thigh, licked a little come from his lip and smiled in satisfaction up at him.