Secrets and Lies || Ryan x Dylan (radioheads)

Seven

(**smut warning**)

Dylan took his time getting to his bedroom with Ryan; he didn't want to fall, and he also didn't want the tension to completely dissipate. When they were inside, he closed his door and locked it, then making the distance between himself and Ryan almost nonexistent. He stood there for a minute without speaking or moving, simply gazing at the other man suggestively. He got chills up and down his body when Ryan finally made a move on him, kissing him deeply whilst tugging up on his sweater.

The exchange wasn't drawn out, it lasted just long enough for Ryan to gather his confidence. After pulling away from their kiss, he took Dylan's sweater off slowly, agonizingly so. Their mouths grazed against each other afterwards, and Dylan lowered his arms around his shoulders. He tried to be a little more forceful since he remembered the conversation they'd had about his preferences; this led him to drape his arms around Dylan's waist and grope him, slipping his hands underneath his pants and teasing him by running over his jaw with kisses. He had never given someone hickeys until now, but it didn't mean he wouldn't try.

     Once he had made some noticeable marks on Dylan's jaw and neck, he leaned in to kiss him again, their bodies pressing together a bit roughly. The wave of pleasure from this took Dylan by surprise and he stumbled back slightly, tripping over some of his cords to his computer. Thankfully, he only made a fool of himself and didn't break anything, because Ryan caught him before he could fall. He laughed even though he was embarrassed, but only because Ryan laughed at him first. "Sorry, I'm kinda dazed right now. I should...probably sit down." He admitted this shamefully, moving to his bed with the other man and sitting awkwardly next to him.

     "You feeling okay?" Ryan was still smiling, but he used a concerned voice when checking on the brunette. Dylan didn't seem sick or anything, just nervous.

     "Ah, yeah. I'm just worried I'll make this a bad first time for you. Like, do you even want this...?" He was honest with his answer, but the air didn't feel clear between them. Ryan felt like he was probably projecting a little.

     "I do." He replied quickly, looking into Dylan's eyes when he did so. "Let's just...take it at our own pace. I'm pretty sure sex isn't supposed to be stressful." He reassured the other man further, putting a hand over his and squeezing it.

     Dylan shyly accepted his comfort and nodded after a moment, warming up to their dynamic more. After sitting there and thinking about what he could do to get them both more relaxed, he gently shoved Ryan's hand out of the way and inched his fingers over the man's thigh. Once he knew that he had consent to keep going, he unzipped Ryan's pants and then started tugging them off, slowly shifting between his legs and sitting on the floor. "So... how do you feel about blowjobs...?" He awkwardly asked this, tapping on Ryan's knees and moving his hands up his thighs.

Ryan covered his face out of embarrassment, both on his own behalf and Dylan's as well. He couldn't understand how he could make things so weird so fast. "You're killing me." He shook his head in disappointment. "I don't even know how to answer that question. Just do what makes you happy, Dylan." He teased the brunette, rolling his eyes out of amusement when the man smiled suggestively at him.

     Although it was tempting to make a sarcastic comment, somehow Dylan managed to contain his sass. He slid his frisky fingers to Ryan's boxers and licked over his dry lips, his heart racing in anticipation. He could already tell before pulling them down that he would have a rough time tomorrow, and his suspicion was confirmed in no time.
     He took a deep breath since he didn't want to overwhelm Ryan with his eagerness and wrapped a hand around his dick, just barely moving it up and down to create some friction. Before going down on him completely, Dylan dragged his tongue over the tip, flinching a little when Ryan did. He was extremely hot, his body burning with desire, passion, and embarrassment as he licked up the length and then engulfed it in the warmth of his mouth.