Finding Trust and Honesty (bxb)

Chapter 33

"Hey, Nik." Shane greeted me with a rueful grin as he entered the kitchen

I scowled back, this was all Ben's fault, he knows I hate being called Nik, and now he's passed it on to his annoying mate, just great. "What do you want cocksucker?" I replied and smirked with satisfaction when he spat out his drink, going red in the face and coughing.

"You're one too." he wheezed out.

"Yeah so? At least I don't choke." I fired back, loving the double meaning.

He sighed deeply and fell onto a stool. "So he told you?"

I frowned and set down the cooking book I'd been reading. I'd meant it in a teasing way, but Shane seemed quite down, I didn't mean to upset him. Ben told me everything, he was my cousin and we were really close when he wasn't deployed, he also had no filter, he felt no embarrassment sharing, which wasn't always a good thing. "Ben's a big sharer, always has been, if he thinks I can help or can give him another point of view he's happy to share things with me." I crossed my arms and leaned against the counter. "He didn't do it for a laugh Shane, he wanted my advice, being a sex demon makes swallowing down a cock second nature, he wanted some pointers that he could share with you."

He rested his elbows on the counter and seemed to deflate with his next exhale, his back stooping over and he rested his chin on his crossed arms. "I'm really trying, it's just..." he groaned and dropped his face onto his arms.

"Some people have a stronger gag reflex and can struggle to swallow down pills, but it can be trained," I told him.

"You're saying I need to practise?" he mumbled, not looking up, obviously quite embarrassed talking about this to me.

"Not just that, there are ways to make it easier, but most importantly you shouldn't force yourself, trying too hard makes you tense and you ignore what your bodies trying to tell you. With oral pleasure there isn't just one right way, people like different things, one thing someone might really like another won't enjoy. You need to learn what Ben likes, talk to him, have him direct you, listen to his body."

"How can you be so comfortable talking about this?" he grumbled and lifted his head a little to look my way.

"Because it was once my job Shane," I answered and shoved my hands in my jean pockets and pushed off the counter, slowly walking over. "My director sometimes wanted certain things in a scene, my co-stars had different limits and like I said everyone likes different things. One day I'd be asked to get my face fucked, the next could be slow and gentle, I might get someone new to the job, someone, I'd never worked with before." I shrugged and leaned back against the counter next to Shane.

He slowly straightened and rubbed his face, looking ahead rather than at me. "I thought, uh... face fucking was a tops thing?"

"Not always, you've had your face sat on before right?"

He groaned in an embarrassed way. "Only by chicks."

I bobbed my head slowly. "Ever rimmed a guy before?"

He shook his head and dropped it back onto his arms, seemed I'd said a little too much for his comfort. I'd gathered werewolves didn't really see genders when it came to mates, or even sexual partners, they're quite open-minded, which is refreshing, but from what Shane had just told me his usual redheads were of the female persuasion.

Caesar took that moment to walk in and I saw his eyebrows raise, seeing Shane as he was and me beside him. "What type of conversation did I walk in on?" he wondered with some amusement.

"Ben asked Nikolas for some pointers to help me suck him off," Shane mumbled, still hiding his face.

"Well, you certainly asked the right person." Caesar smiled seductively at me and strode over, making me gasp when he used his hips to pin me in place. He leaned down to give me a hello smooch and I melted when his fingers brushed over my nape before threading into my hair, using my lax state to manipulate my head to exactly where he wanted it. His teeth nipped at my bottom lip and I parted them, my tongue greeting his as it entered my mouth. He growled softly, pinning me harder against the counter and I could feel his growing arousal pressed against my abdomen.