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"Oh my God, can you just sit for a minute?" Dallon laughed and pushed down on Brendon's shoulders to keep him still, makeup brush between his fingers.
At first they'd just joked about Dallon putting on Brendon's makeup for him. It wasn't much anyway. Just some eye shadow, a bit of powder, But in the end Brendon had just looked at Dallon, shrugged, and that was how Dallon now stood hunched over Brendon, his own eyes lined with black.
Dallon frowned.
"Tilt your head back a bit," he instructed and Brendon did.
"Okay, this isn't working. The light's too bad like that. Can you like, sit up on the counter?" Dallon asked, nodding at said counter and stepped back as Brendon got up with a sigh. He walked over to the counter, jumping up to sit on it.
"Alright, sitting pretty. Now get on with it," Brendon grinned and closed his eyes, waiting for Dallon to apply the silvery eye shadow to his lids.
Dallon placed the small container onto the counter top next to Brendon's ass and reached up to put a hand on his jaw to tip his head back, lip caught between his teeth in concentration. Brendon glanced up at him with one eye, smirk on his lips.
"Hm, you're so into this."
Dallon swatted at him but chuckled. "Shut up and keep your eyes closed."
He stepped back a few moments later, taking in the result. It was actually kinda scary just how well it suited Brendon. Mesmerizing, really. Dallon couldn't look away.
"What, you done?" Brendon asked.
"Just keep your eyes shut for another second," Dallon mumbled quickly and stepped closer again. His eyes traveling down over Brendon's nose and to his slightly parted lips. God, he was so beautiful.
"I just..."
"Yeah?" Brendon asked and opened one eye just a bit. "How's it look?"
"It looks," Dallon cleared his throat,"really good."
Brendon must have noticed the change in Dallon's voice because he slowly opened both eyes to muster him with an unreadable expression. His eyes flickered over Dallon's face, lingering on his lips for a second before they met with Dallon's.
"It's got to or why else wouldn't you be able to look away?" Brendon's voice was a little breathy and Dallon laughed, startled.
"I wouldn't flatter myself like that."
It looked like Brendon wanted to say something else but he didn't. Instead he looked down for a moment, then back up, fond little smile on his features. He lifted his hand and hooked one finger in Dallon's belt loop, pulling him a little closer. Dallon's heart skipped a beat and he tentatively placed a hand on Brendon's hip, keeping eye contact the whole time. Brendon's teeth dug into his bottom lip and his smile widened. His other hand wrapped around Dallon's waist, fingers twisting the material of his shirt lightly and he pulled him in more.
Dallon raised his arm hesitantly and as if Brendon had sensed it he nodded, the corner of his mouth twitching up. Dallon put his hand on his cheek, tracing Brendon's cheekbone with his thumb.
"I feel like this is the moment where I'm supposed to kiss you but I'm not sure you'd want that." Dallon murmured and he knew it was a bold move but the words had just flown out of his mouth before he could think better of it.
Brendon just looked at him, his fingers on Dallon's side tightened a bit and his expression turned more serious.
"Do you want it?" he asked.
Dallon pressed his lips together and nodded. "You wouldn't believe how bad."
Brendon's hand wandered up Dallon's back.
"Why don't you go ahead then." It wasn't a question and there was this smile again. Dallon didn't waste a second before he leaned in.
Brandon's hands made their way up to Dallon's hair and tugged on it, earning a groan from Dallon while Dallon's hands made their way unbuttoning brendon's shirt.
Brendon would not take his eyes from Dallon. Dallon was fully aware of this, but being the tease that he was, he enjoyed the game and didn't want it to be over yet. Brendon licked his lower lip and stood up.
Dallon smiled, knowing that Brendon was growing impatient and it was only a little time before the smaller man pounced.
Brendon rolled his eyes, Dallon pulled this every time and he quickly hopped on top of Brendon straddling him. Dallon, biting down on Brendon's neck as the man on top of him began to grind on him and felt his hand slip down his pants.
"Brendon" he mumbled softly from the safety of the mans neck. Brendon merely smirked as he teased Dallon by stroking his fingers softly over Dallon's length which was gradually getting larger the more that Brendon teased.
Dallon had enough, picking Brendon up, supporting him on his back and brought him quickly across to the bed and pushed him down, making short work of Brendon's jeans and boxers. He moved down the boys body leaving a trail of kisses as he reached Brendon's member. He kissed his inner thigh before wrapping his mouth around the boys length and slowly beginning to suck. Dallon dug his nails into Brendon's arched legs as he heard the man moan and grip the bed sheets.
Dallon began to suck faster and harder, rolling his tongue over Brendon's shaft. He ran his fingers down Brendon's outer thigh as he moved his mother in harder motions until he pulled off suddenly before Brendon's climax.
He moved back up to Brendon, straddling him and leaning down and whispering in the mans ear
"I'm going to make you scream my name."
