TLC - (Scomiche)

TLC : 2

Smut alert! *Awooga* NSFW or young minds! You have been warned. (Also, this is total fluff. I make no apologies).

Mitch shivers again and twists his body around inside Scott's embrace, turning to kneel on the couch between his legs. "I want you to do all the things, Daddy." He leans forward and caresses the side of Scott's face, fingers scratching through his scruff. He kisses Scott slowly, purposefully, tugging his bottom lip into his teeth as he pulls away. "My room. Give me 20 minutes". He stands up and saunters off, not looking back at the visibly flustered blond, who runs his hands through his hair and takes a deep breath.

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Mitch steps out of the bathroom, clouds of steam rolling out into the bedroom above his head. He leans against the door frame, a small towel round his hips, head cocked to one side as he absentmindedly rubs the top of his scalp in circles. He's staring straight at the tall muscular blond who's stretched out diagonally across his bed, resting up on one elbow. Scott's face is illuminated by the blueish light from his phone, naked except for the towel around his lower half. A smattering of water droplets remain on his broad shoulders and glint in the warm glow from the bathroom.

"Hey you."

"Hey yourself." Scott throws his phone behind him and looks up at Mitch. "C'mere. You look good enough to eat." He bites down on his lower lip and pats the bed in front of him.

Mitch walks over, placing one knee on the bed and swings his other over Scott's hips, straddling him. "Do I now?"

Scott twists round to face Mitch and, with a grin, tugs the smaller boy's towel off and throws it to the floor. "Yeah, you do." Grabbing Mitch's hips, Scott sits up, pulling Mitch into his lap. He cradles the back of Mitch's head with one hand, the other supporting Mitch's back and draws their bodies together in a passionate kiss.

"I still can't believe I get to do this." Says Scott in awe, holding Mitch close and looking directly into his eyes. A small hot shiver passes through both of them. "I fucking love you, you know."

Mitch can feel his heart pounding, his pulse echoing through his body as he moves his hands over Scott's muscular shoulders, up his neck to rest either side of his face, as he leans forward to touch their foreheads together. The world could end right now; explode and shatter in some cataclysmic event, and neither boy would care to notice. "Show me," Mitch whispers.

Scott pushes Mitch back to lay flat on the bed and moves on top of him, strong arms holding his upper body slightly above the smaller boy's. He dips his head to kiss Mitch on the lips, tenderly, before planting a trail of kisses down his neck and along his collarbone. Mitch moans and grabs the sides of his pillow as he feels teeth graze along his clavicle, sending an electric jolt down into his groin. He bucks his hips, pushing up against Scott's weight. Scott look up at him through a mess of damp hair, smiling wickedly, and slides down his body. "Lift" he commands, slipping a pillow underneath Mitch's ass as he pulls his legs apart, rubbing his scruff against the smooth skin of Mitch's inner thigh and then licking a long stripe from the base to tip of Mitch's hard cock.

Scott hears a sharp intake of breath from the man spread out in front of him as he moves lower, pressing the flat of his tongue against Mitch's entrance and licking in slow circles. He moves one hand up to grasp Mitch's cock firmly, pumping it slowly and running his thumb over the slit at top, slippery with pre cum. Scott's tongue pushes teasingly against the centre of Mitch's bud before pushing in gently.

"Oh holy fuck, Scott", Mitch's chest rises and falls rapidly, as he squirms in pleasure, folding the sides of his pillow up around his head."Oh, please God"

Scott sits back on his heels wiping his mouth on the back of his hand. "Where's the ah..."

"Umm... Top drawer, that side," says Mitch, feebly gesturing to his left.