The Quarterback & Me [BXB]

Chapter 11 - Tease.

Trigger warning:  Smut.

Nathan's P.O.V

His footsteps trail away from me, my lust towards Callum having been riled up by his actions. It overtakes my rational thoughts, becoming the driving force for my following actions, with all my rational thoughts going out of the window. Now isn't a time for rational thoughts though.

Once I get out of my daze, I run up to him, catching his wrist in my hand. He stops in his tracks, his head turning to look me in the eyes, a cautious look glazed in his irises.

I drag him into me, moving backwards with him before we hit the wall, at the back of the restaurant. Lucky enough, it's in an abandoned alley and nobody is here to see the sinful things that I plan to do to this man. The height difference, between me and him, causes me to be unable to pin his hand above his hands, but I pin them next to him. His head still towers over mine, but my eyes are directly gazing at the top of his broad chest, the loosely buttons allowing me to see the well-defined abs peeking out from underneath. This height difference may be a good thing because I can easily run my tongue down his chest, something that I will refrain from doing at the moment.

"Don't move," I say, my voice coming out in a lustful growl. He nods, his voice being mute and unable to form the right words. I let go of his wrists, which he keeps next to him. My hands then trail over his shirt, slowly undoing each and every one of his buttons at a snail's pace. I want nothing more than to rip the shirt off his body, but that then wouldn't give me the satisfaction of him withering in his place, eager for me to get on with this torturous teasing.

My hands work down my way to his jeans, my hand slightly brushing over the clear tent that he has in his jeans at the moment. Unconsciously, I lick my lips in response, my fingers eagerly working on unbuckling the belt, sliding down his pants and sliding them down, like how I know he currently wishes that I would be going down like on him. his raging erection formed a tent in his boxers, a smirk etching its way onto my face, knowing it was my actions that caused this.

I leave a trail of kisses along his thigh, as I make my way back up to the tip of his boxer briefs. His breath hitches and my breath peppers his skin, just over where he is desperately seeking attention. My teeth snag the briefs in my mouth, pulling them down and freeing his dick. My eyes widen at the size, but I don't hesitate to flick my tongue to his tip, a groan immediately escaping his lips and sending a pool of heat to my hardening erection. 

I swirl my tongue around him, before taking it in whole, bobbing up and down with his grunts expressing his pleasure and making me aware of how close he is to cumming.

"Ah, Nathan. I'm going to cum~" He moans, fuelling a sense of absolute pleasure that switches my desire for him up a notch. Him moaning my name, that he is so close because of me is like a melody to my ears. If a date was a faraway dream, him moaning my name is something out of this universe that I would have never pictured happening.

I pull myself away, him looking at me confused at to why I stopped. I begin to walk away, but he stops me with his stern voice.

"Where do you think you're going?" I try and hide my smile, knowing I've got him all worked up and desperate to finish. "You can't stop there, you're going to leave me with blue balls."

I can't help but giggle, turning around to face his hardened expression. His trousers are still on the floor, causing my eyes to unconsciously trail down to the bottom half of the naked glory that is still displayed to my hungry, lustful eyes. My eyes lock on the pre-cum that nicely coats his tip, a coating that I desperately want to lick off, but I restrain from myself from my inner urges to devour him whole. 

"That's what you get for teasing me." His eyes trail down to my evident erection, quirking his eyebrows to suggest that in leaving him I'm also leaving myself in this state of discomfort.

"Trust me, I can take care of this myself. You. You may have more of a problem though. Your hand isn't going to do it anymore, all your going to remember is the way that my mouth felt around your dick, the way that I licked it so slowly you were on edge. Your hand won't do it anymore, because your brain is going to cloud you with me and how I'm the only one that can pleasure you that way." I get closer to him, my breath once again fanning his lips. I quickly pecked him on the lips, giving him no time to respond and make it last.

"That's what you get for teasing me. It's a game you can't win Callum." I strut away, consciously wiggling my ass behind him. I don't need to turn around to find out what I already know. He will not be forgetting this anytime soon and he definitely won't be teasing me again anytime soon.