under the blankets, but he felt like it made it more likely that he was going to behave himself.
Fox shimmied closer and Winter immediately turned to spoon his slim body, wrapping one arm around his waist.
“Do you always sleep in pants?”
“No.”
Fox made a sound like muffled laughter. “Then why are you doing it now? Please don’t say it’s to protect my delicate sensibilities.”
“Maybe it’s to protect mine.” Fox’s laugh rang out, and Winter’s world was a better place for it. He wanted Fox laughing all the time.
“Are you saying I’m more than you can handle?” As he spoke, Fox was sure to press his ass even more into Winter’s groin and wiggle it. Winter moved his hand down from his waist to his hip, trying to stop his movements with no success.
“I’m saying you’re too much temptation, and I’m trying to be considerate. You’ve been through a traumatic event tonight. You need rest and time to recover.”
“You know what helps with recovery?”
“I’m afraid to ask,” Winter mumbled.
Fox rolled over so that he was now facing Winter. His hands slid up his chest, pausing to pinch one nipple. “Hot, sweaty, ‘fuck me against the wall until I can’t remember my name’ sex.”
Winter clenched his teeth to hold in the moan rising in his throat. He’d started to get hard the moment Fox pulled him toward his bedroom, but he was trying to be good. Considerate. Compassionate.
Fox’s hand moved across the front of his sweats, caressing his dick. The moan broke from his lips, and his hips punched forward of their own accord as if his cock was seeking even more contact and friction.
“Oh, so you do want me,” Fox teased.
He barely got the words out before Winter was shoving his tongue into Fox’s mouth while he kept thrusting into Fox’s hand. This was heaven. Their mouths locked, tongues sliding together in a sinuous dance, bare skin brushing with the promise of so much more to come. Why the hell was he saying no earlier? That’s right. Trauma.
“Are you sure?” Winter panted.
Fox licked across Winter’s lips. “Definitely.”
If Fox was definitely sure, who was he to argue with the man? Winter tried to kiss Fox again, but he was already pushing Winter onto his back and throwing off the covers. Fox’s nimble fingers hooked inside the waistband of his sweats and briefs, pulling them off.
But Fox didn’t crawl up the bed to his mouth. He remained kneeling between Winter’s legs, smoothing both hands along the inside of his legs.
“Aren’t you coming back up here?”
“Nope. I’ve been dreaming of sucking your dick.”
Winter felt like he should argue, at least give some kind of token reason why Fox should return to his mouth, but he couldn’t form the damn words. Fox bent and kissed along the inside of his right leg, then nuzzled one of his balls with the tip of his nose. His tongue swiped along the side of his sac, and Winter gasped for air as pleasure shot through his body. It was as if every nerve ending was currently tied to his cock and balls. Holy fuck!
Throwing his head back against the pillows, Winter grabbed Fox’s hair, trying hard to not pull. Fox worked his way up, slowly licking and kissing until he finally took the tip into his mouth. His tongue swirled around the head, driving him closer to the edge of his orgasm. He didn’t want it to be over so soon, but Fox was driving him crazy.
Fox looked up at Winter, his eyes sparkling with joy and wicked amusement, just before he swallowed his entire length.
Winter shouted and jerked, hitting his head on the wall behind him. “Fuck! I didn’t think it’d be like this,” Winter groaned.
Fox stopped and lifted his mouth completely from Winter’s cock, confusion clear on his face. Winter had wanted it all to slow down, but not stop completely.
“Have you never had a blowjob?” Fox demanded.
“No.”
Fox’s mouth bobbed in silent shock for a second before he finally spat out “How?”
“I told you, I only have anonymous sex.”
Fox gave a little shake of his head and closed his eyes. “You can still have an anonymous hookup that includes a blowjob.”
“But it complicates the feeding side of things.”
A crooked smile lifted one side of Fox’s mouth. “Yeah, you got me there.” He started to lean down to Winter’s cock, but Winter reached for him again.
“Wait!”
“What’s wrong? You don’t want—”
“No, I do. God, I don’t want you to ever fucking stop,” he groaned. It took a shake of