"You could say that." Noah laughs, a soft, breathless sound, eyes crinkling in the corners from a self-conscious grin. He might be embarrassed, but he feels too good to care that he got that worked up over a handjob. It was a good fucking handjob. But his smile dims and his face heats up when Freddie spreads some of his own come onto his lip, only to clean it off himself with his tongue. If Noah could get hard again already, he would be.
Emboldened as ever by Freddie's confidence and complete lack of shame, Noah scoops some of the come from his chest, only he slides his finger into Freddie's mouth for him to suck it off. He follows by leaning in to kiss Freddie, chasing the taste with his own tongue and a soft moan, a hungry sound despite being absolutely spent.
Noah doesn't want to leave Freddie's lap just yet. He cups the back of Freddie's neck with one hand, and with the other he reaches between them to run his palm through the mess on Freddie's stomach. He wraps his slick hand around Freddie's still-hard cock, stroking slowly, a tease of what he's about to do with his mouth.
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Date: 2016-08-26 04:29 pm (UTC)Emboldened as ever by Freddie's confidence and complete lack of shame, Noah scoops some of the come from his chest, only he slides his finger into Freddie's mouth for him to suck it off. He follows by leaning in to kiss Freddie, chasing the taste with his own tongue and a soft moan, a hungry sound despite being absolutely spent.
Noah doesn't want to leave Freddie's lap just yet. He cups the back of Freddie's neck with one hand, and with the other he reaches between them to run his palm through the mess on Freddie's stomach. He wraps his slick hand around Freddie's still-hard cock, stroking slowly, a tease of what he's about to do with his mouth.