relationship before, but he knew it was his duty to keep Red happy. It was almost a yearning that burned within him to do so.
The laces fell to the sides, and Ciaran took off the other boot. He stood and gripped the hem of his shirt.
Red’s nose wrinkled. “I somehow doubt that. Did they—” Red sucked in a breath, and the bed creaked as Ciaran got the fabric over his face.
Pride slithered through Ciaran, warming him. He smiled and pulled the shirt the rest of the way off until he stood in only his kilt.
Red was kneeling closer to the edge of the bed. His intense study radiated lust and ramped up Ciaran’s own desire. Or perhaps it was the outline of Red’s erection through his trousers.
Whatever the case, Ciaran’s stomach tensed, and his own tadger decided to show its appreciation by rising to the occasion. He’d never been a vain man, but at the moment, he fought the urge to preen a little. His erection strained against his plaid, making it stick out. He reached for his kilt, but Red shook his head and crooked his finger.
Ciaran sauntered forward, but his thighs hadn’t touched the edge of the mattress before Red reached out and gripped his tadger through his kilt.
Ciaran hissed out a breath and watched as Red lifted the plaid and licked his lips. He glanced up through a fall of red bangs in a way that was both innocent and seductive as hell. At the moment he could have put a practiced courtesan to shame. Those long lashes fluttered, and then grass-green eyes peered up at Ciaran again. “I want to use my mouth on you like you did me.”
Groaning, Ciaran tried to say okay, but his voice just wouldn’t come, so instead he knocked Red’s hands away and lifted his kilt.
Slipping off the bed, Red knelt in front of him on the rushes. He lifted his hands but hesitated as if he didn’t know where to put them.
Ciaran gripped his cock and aimed it toward Red’s lips.
As Red’s tongue snaked out to lick the head, his hands settled on Ciaran’s thighs. Licking around the tip several times, Red leaned back and looked. For several seconds he stared at the saliva-slicked flesh, and then he opened his lips and took just the head into his mouth.
It was like his body consumed a sweetmeat. Euphoria swam through his veins, making his blood tingle until little by little Red took more of him in. Red set up a nice steady rhythm, but never went too far down the shaft, only to Ciaran’s hand.
Ciaran didn’t mind. It felt lovely as it was. And the sight—watching Red suck his tadger was the biggest aphrodisiac of all. It ramped his excitement up until he used his other hand to grip the back of Red’s head and wove his fingers through his hair. “Och, aye. Ye mouth is like heaven.” He fucked Red’s mouth for several moments until the sight and feel of his glistening cock and the sounds of wetness threatened to make him spill. Pulling back, he gazed down into that beloved face. “I want tae bugger ye, Red.” Holding his breath, he waited for a response.
Before last night, Red had never fucked before, but he’d done his best to make up for the lack of experience. They’d just rubbed each other off before falling to sleep cuddled together.
Just as eager as he had been in the wee hours of the morning, Red ripped his shirt over his head and tugged his trousers and what he called smallclothes off in seconds flat.
Once he was completely naked, Ciaran looked his fill. He didn’t think he’d ever get tired of the sight. Red was shorter than him and not nearly as wide of chest, but he was well put together. He had more muscle than one would expect from an artist. There was a wee bit of hair on his chest, and a lovely line of it below his navel leading to his tadger. And what a nice one it was too. He was bonnie.
Capturing his lips, Ciaran felt the tiny sticks of unseen whiskers against his cheek, but soon forgot the prickle when Red’s tongue snaked out and lapped.
Ciaran groaned and returned Red’s gesture in kind. He gripped each side of Red’s face, holding them together. It was not like Red intended to go anywhere, but there was a desperation inside Ciaran that begged him to hold on. They licked at each