Teddy was struggling to keep his own composure. Determined not to spill his load before he’d got James off, he pulled out every trick, sliding his tongue around and about James’s cock as he moved up and down. But it was when he moved his head lower so that his beard brushed against James’s balls that James lost it, spilling down his throat with a husky moan. Teddy’s hand sped up on his prick and James had not stopped shooting into his mouth before Teddy came over his own hand, warm and sticky.
“God,” James muttered thickly.
Teddy leaned his head against James’s legs, too wiped first from the adrenaline rush of battle and then of sex to think of moving.
“Yeah,” he agreed, licking his lips and revelling in the taste of James in his mouth.
“You okay?” James asked, sliding down the wall and sliding an arm around his boyfriend.
Teddy smiled, and kissed him. “Hell, yeah. You?”
“More than.” James grinned, looking down at the mess that Teddy had made of his hand, and digging his wand out of his pocket before waving it lazily to clean him off. “You seemed to enjoy yourself.”
“You sounded as if you did,” Teddy retorted.
James had the grace to blush. “Have I ever mentioned,” he asked would-be casually, “that I love your beard?”
Teddy was struggling to keep his own composure. Determined not to spill his load before he’d got James off, he pulled out every trick, sliding his tongue around and about James’s cock as he moved up and down. But it was when he moved his head lower so that his beard brushed against James’s balls that James lost it, spilling down his throat with a husky moan. Teddy’s hand sped up on his prick and James had not stopped shooting into his mouth before Teddy came over his own hand, warm and sticky.
“God,” James muttered thickly.
Teddy leaned his head against James’s legs, too wiped first from the adrenaline rush of battle and then of sex to think of moving.
“Yeah,” he agreed, licking his lips and revelling in the taste of James in his mouth.
“You okay?” James asked, sliding down the wall and sliding an arm around his boyfriend.
Teddy smiled, and kissed him. “Hell, yeah. You?”
“More than.” James grinned, looking down at the mess that Teddy had made of his hand, and digging his wand out of his pocket before waving it lazily to clean him off. “You seemed to enjoy yourself.”
“You sounded as if you did,” Teddy retorted.
James had the grace to blush. “Have I ever mentioned,” he asked would-be casually, “that I love your beard?”