howkickassiam | TFLN Responses

[ York chuckles a little and gives a little nip near North's waistband before replying. ]

Sometimes.

[North hissed, his hips jerking up against those teeth. More of those please.]

Oral fixation, huh? I can accept that.

You'd better.

[ He strokes North's cock a few times, then moves his hands to each side of North's waistband to pull down those sweatpants.

And without hesitation, his mouth is on North's cock, drawing it in with a lick. ]

[He started to rock into the attention of York's hand the moment the man began to stroke him. But none of that compared with York's tongue moving against skin. One of his hands moved, anchoring in York's hair to grip him, trying to hold on.]

Seems your smart tongue has a use.

[ York can't respond now, but he can prove North's words true.

This is something he's wished for, dreamed of, and never thought he would get. He lets out a delicious moan as he starts moving his mouth along North's length, pulsing his cock in deeper and deeper. He never thought he would learn what North tastes like. ]

[Oh, he's definitely learning. North is aching from his attention, and his whole body shivers over each movement of his tongue. North groaned, hips jerking up against the attention he was being offered.]

Y-york, hell, this is... This is good.

[ York pulls back just enough to reply: ]

Yes.

[ He's confident in his abilities, always.

An instant later, he has North in his mouth again. ]

Confident pr-

[The sass gets lost in a gasp and North's hips jerking up, his whole body seeking ot be deeper in York's mouth.]

[ He moans around North's cock, reaching down to palm at himself. North's excitement is making him excited. ]

[Would that North were able to get a hand on York, because he'd love to have his hands full. AS it was he shivered under York.]

Keep going, please."

[ He returns his hand to the mattress to give himself better purchase as he bobs his head up and down. As wound up as North seems to be, after a bit, York moves a hand to the base of North's shaft, and he drags his fingertips along North's sack.

He wants North to come, right there in his mouth. He wants to taste North, swallow him down. ]

[Yeah, he's definitely getting close, so close. His free hand found the sheets and clenched at them. This was so much, so very very much.]

You should- fuck. York, you gotta pull off.

[ The fact that he just continues sucking should make his opinion of that idea plain. He presses his fingers lightly into North's balls and massages them a little. ]

[Well he's going to get his intended prize then. Because it's boiling up in North's system, burning in his veins as it finally comes. He throws a hand over his mouth to muffle his shout as he starts thrusting into York's mouth. He'll apologize later. And then he's coming right then and there.]

[ York eagerly swallows back everything back, letting out a few small hums to show his gratification. After North's cock stops throbbing with his orgasm, York raises himself to lie on top of North and kiss him passionately on the mouth. ]

So good, goddamn.

[ Slightly out of breath, he presses one more kiss to North's lips, then lays down on him, resting his face in the crook of North's neck to catch his breath. ]

[He’s not the only one who needs to catch is breath. North was practically panting, more exhausted for the situation than he knew how to put to words.]

That’s one way to get rid of a headache.

[ York chuckles a little and presses a kiss to the spot on North's neck that's right in front of his face. His hand goes to the other side of North's face to play with his ear and hair. ]

You have no idea how long I've wished for that.

[Oh that hair playing has him leaning into York's fingers. That's good.]

I thought you were the assertive type.

When it's a sure thing, yeah.

[ Coming on to his best friend? Far from a sure thing. ]

So you don't like risk?

[ He's silent for a moment. ]

You think I wanted to risk losing you as a friend over this? That's different from like, gambling risk, or risk in battle.

SEriously? Lose a friend? Who do you think I am, Wyoming?

[If he hadn't been interested he would have told York and moved on as friends.]

[ York snickers. ]

The trouble is that me flirting looks like me being a bro, see. And I wasn't willing to be more obvious than that.

[North rolls his eyes and pinches York's shoulder.]

Idiot man.

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