corbyn dropped the camera and was between daniel's thighs before his tremors ceased. crashing his mouth to the blonde's, he pushed for entry and stroked his tongue inside, doing with his mouth what he wanted to do with his cock. he had no idea if daniel was serious about giving head, didn't know if that was a trigger for him, so he kissed him like his life depended on it, because his sanity did.
daniel wrapped one leg around corbyn's waist and rolled him to his back. the brunet man cupped his neck, holding the blonde to him. when daniel raked his nails down his chest and his mouth followed the path, corbyn thought he'd blow. lower, lower.
he grabbed daniel's hips. "only if you want to, baby. if it-"
"i want to," daniel moaned against his nipple, taking it between his teeth and sinking in.
corbyn's head hit the mattress. "holy fuck."
daniel grinned against his flesh, licking his way down past his naval to...
"holy, holy fuck."
the blonde's tongue swirled around his head, darting into the slit and spreading the moisture beading. daniel licked his way down the underside of his shaft and it was all corbyn could to hold it together when he wanted to shove his fingers in daniel's hair and his cock farther in his mouth.
daniel urged his thighs apart. corbyn complied, allowing him more room to work. fisting his base, daniel worked his lips around his size and brought his mouth down, taking half of corbyn in one try. breathing ragged, the brunet man clutched the sheets so he didn't grab daniel. forcing his hips not to move proved difficult. sweat broke out on his forehead, dripping down his temple with the restraint.
hollowing daniel's cheeks, the pressure increased as the blonde pumped his fist while sucking him off. corbyn groaned. begged. daniel went back to teasing the hell out of him, licking his head and down his shaft. corbyn pressed his palms to his eyes, the torture, the pleasure, almost too much. daniel was driving him fucking mad, and he goddamn loved it.
when daniel's other hand worked between his cheeks, he stilled. daniel slid his finger along his crack, applied pressure to his hole. daniel massaged the tight muscle, but didn't penetrate. corbyn's heart pounded as he tried to decide if he liked it or not.
the blonde lifted his head, gaze meeting his, ceasing all activity. "no?"
corbyn looked at him, poised over his cock, lips wet, daniel's hands on his body. "honestly? i don't know."
daniel slid his hand out and the loss almost gave corbyn his answer. "have you ever before? it can be very pleasurable."
he was beginning to think anything daniel did would be its own form of rapture. "i've done it to my partners." not often, though. "never had it done to me."
nodding slowly, daniel's hair fell around his face. "same here." daniel sat back on his haunches, hands on his thighs."trust me?"
"of course." there was never a doubt. corbyn searched daniel's gaze, missing his hands on his body. "go ahead, baby. touch me."
slowly, daniel slid it between his crease again. before corbyn knew what hit him, daniel's other hand was fisted around his base and his mouth was swallowing half of his cock. his finger massaged his ass, working the tight muscle in a rhythm mimicking his tongue.
