[ He doesn't know when someone last touched him, gentle, and loving and attentive like the way Poe currently did. There had been an occasional fling, as a pilot - but it had only been that. Not much behind it, besides someone to waste a little time with. And even here, Bodhi had never really given love or relationships a thought, knowing how fleeting things could be.
But that's a thought far from his mind. And this isn't just some fleeting thing, not with Poe. With Poe's hands stroking him, and skilled tongue continuing it's way down his body, stopping briefly, lips parting to take his length in his mouth - he sucks in a deep breath and fists one hand tight on the material of the blanket underneath. He'd only ever imagined how it might feel, and reality is better than any fantasy he could come up with in the middle of the night. ]
[His tongue circled the head of Bodhi's cock in his mouth, lapping gently at the precum building there before he slid his lips further down, his cheeks hollowing as he began to suck. His mouth was too busy to give a reply, so instead he moaned his affirmation, the vibrations trembling through his lips and down Bodhi's length. He kept one hand firm on the base of his cock, keeping it aimed fully upright as he lowered his mouth onto it, his head bobbing as he took more of Bodhi's shaft with every stroke, until his nose brushed the curled hair at the base, and Bodhi's cock hit the back of Poe's throat. (Poe had long ago learned how to manage his gag reflex.)
His free hand kept tugging at Bodhi's clothes, pulling his pants right down to the man's ankles, until he was bare from the waist down - then he gripped into Bodhi's thigh, fingers kneading, as he started to thrust down with his mouth, taking him again and again, determined to make Bodhi moan and writhe and beg for more.]
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But that's a thought far from his mind. And this isn't just some fleeting thing, not with Poe. With Poe's hands stroking him, and skilled tongue continuing it's way down his body, stopping briefly, lips parting to take his length in his mouth - he sucks in a deep breath and fists one hand tight on the
material of the blanket underneath. He'd only ever imagined how it might feel, and reality is better than any fantasy he could come up with in the middle of the night. ]
D-don't stop.
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His free hand kept tugging at Bodhi's clothes, pulling his pants right down to the man's ankles, until he was bare from the waist down - then he gripped into Bodhi's thigh, fingers kneading, as he started to thrust down with his mouth, taking him again and again, determined to make Bodhi moan and writhe and beg for more.]