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Warm (TH)

Author: duskholland

Warnings: cockwarming, 69, oral, dirty talk, unprotected sex -- please practise safe sex!!

Tom's always been a bit competitive, so it doesn't surprise you when he comes out with a bold proposition over dinner.

"Hey, so, I was thinking..."

"Uh oh."

"Hey!" He's got a pout on his face, and his eyebrows scrunch together as he stares at you from across the dining table.

"Sorry," you mutter, shrugging lightly. You reach out and grab at his hand, flashing a gentle smile. "What were you thinking?"

Tom's lips quirk into a smirk, and you feel a flash of excitement shooting down towards your core as you take in his dark, brown eyes. "We can't decide which film we're going to see tomorrow, so why don't we settle our disagreement with a competition?"

"And what exactly would that be?"

Your boyfriend shoots you a wink. "We'll see how long you can sit on my cock before one of us gives in."

You feel your mouth run dry. "Alright."

And just like that, your evening's plans are wiped away. You spend the rest of dinner making teasing conversation, then Tom pulls you away to the bedroom. His lips move up your neck as you both slowly shed your clothes, drawing it out for as long as possible. His touch is warm and teasing, ghosting over your bare hips and your soft inner thighs as he lays you down on the mattress and settles between your legs.

"Hey, hey," you whine, reaching out to grab at his head. "What are you doing?"

Tom peers up at you, blinking innocently. "Well, it'd be a bit mean if I just expected you to take me without warming you up first, love," he points out. He gives you a cocky smirk. "I am quite big, you know."

You scoff, rolling your eyes as you tut. "But that gives you an unfair advantage," you point out. "If you get me excited, then I'm more likely to give in, and lose the competition."

"Oh," Tom says sarcastically, "I hadn't thought of that." He's grinning at you, and you narrow your eyes in response.

"Move up here," you instruct. "If you're going to tease me, I'll tease you in return."

"You mean...?"

You hum. "Yes."

Quickly, you and Tom settle into a loose 69 position. It's sloppy and imperfectly executed, but neither of you cares too much - this is just the warmup, before the main event. That being said, you're intent on winning this competition, so you don't hold back as you straddle Tom's chest and reach down to tug his length from his boxers. You lick over the palm of your hand, covering your skin in spit before wrapping your fingers around his half-flushed cock and pumping him slowly, teasingly. You run your thumb across his head, gathering the beads of precum, and you smirk as you hear him groan.

As you start to work him up, Tom's needy hands grab at your waist, and he pulls you up to rest over his face. You whine as he starts to lick through your slit, diving in immediately with some large, flat stripes of his tongue. He flicks his tongue across your clit, teasing you, before hardening up the muscle and slipping it into your hot, sensitive hole. You cry out, grinding down against his mouth as he prods his tongue against your aching entrance, obscene sounds of your arousal mixing with his hums of enjoyment.

You both work away for a few minutes, enjoying riling up the other until you start to feel the telltale signs of a climax building in you. Your lower stomach starts to burn, and reluctantly you stop the slow, long pumps of your hand over Tom's now-fully erect cock, and move away from him.