Steele lightly stroked Tech’s smooth cheek with his other hand, then bent down to kiss him passionately. Pressing his forehead against his, he whispered into Tech’s mouth, “I love you, Shawn.”
Tech sucked in a sharp breath, clutching Steele’s thighs tighter like he needed stability. Tech blinked and stared back at him. His voice hushed and throaty when he asked, “Say that again?”
“You heard me the first time, armastaja.” Steele licked the tip of Tech’s tongue and repeated, “I love you. God, I love you so much.”
Tech made the most delicate, appreciative sound he’d ever heard and rubbed his face all over Steele’s lower body. Tech gripped his waist and kissed over his stomach, down the trail of dark hair that led to his cock. Steele threw his head back with ecstasy when Tech breathed over his shaft, his hot breath simply letting Steele know what was coming. Tech wrapped his hands around him and cupped his ass, pulling him forward. Steele almost lost it when Tech timidly flicked his tongue out, looking up at him as if he was shy and innocent, but Steele knew the fierce man who was his lover. A man who could take on two or three thugs at a time and put them all at his feet. He was underestimated by criminals and Tech enjoyed nothing more than proving himself every time. Tech was physically well trained, masterfully taught by experts. Pair his agility with his brilliance and his Tech was a dangerous disguise on the streets. Steele loved working with him, partnering with him, watching him become a warrior right before his eyes. A beautiful fighter. Impeccable for him. Steele had the best of both worlds in Tech.
Tech took him deep in his mouth, his peach lips spreading wide to fully take him. “Fuck, I love watching you like this. So strong and sexy… on your knees for me.” Steele panted while Tech moved his hot mouth over his cock at a steady pace, bringing Steele to the edge faster than he wanted. “Mmm. This is gonna be over fast, armastaja. You feel too good.”
Tech sucked harder when Steele said that. He hissed and pumped his hips at Tech’s encouragement. He felt those thin fingers caress his ass and inch inside his crease, brushing over his hole. He wasn’t a bottom and Tech was happy with that, too greedy to give up Steele’s dick and trade places, but he liked the way Tech touched him there. His palm still over Tech’s jaw, he rubbed his thumb across Tech’s bottom lip, his finger gliding over the saliva running down his chin. He was gonna blow. Steele gripped the back of Tech’s head and thrust into his mouth, his control slipping as Tech tapped on his hole. “Oh fuck. It’s coming, baby.”
Steele’s knees gave out at the first jet of come exploding from his shaft and down Tech’s throat. He took his hand from Tech’s cheek and bent his upper body over his head, bracing himself on the bed. With each spurt, he pushed Tech’s head into his thick bush, holding him there as the last drops leaked from him. Tech leaned back, his mouth slack while he harshly breathed in and out, trying to fill his lungs back up with oxygen. Steele finally gave up and dropped to his knees in front of Tech, dropping his forehead onto his shoulder. “That was amazing. It’s like I come harder each time.”
“Must’ve been the bow tie this time.” Tech turned and nuzzled Steele’s jaw, his smile pressed against his cheek.
Steele turned and looked at him, his own amusement showing on his face. “I really think it was. I’ve been wanting to see you in a bowtie for a while.”
“I will never understand why my clothes turn you on.” Tech smiled warmly, letting Steele help him up so they could get their clothes back on.
“You don’t have to understand it,” Steele finally said when they were dressed and he was helping Tech back into his suit jacket.
Tech turned in his arms and watched him closely for a long time like he was at a loss for words. When he finally opened his mouth, he said exactly what Steele hoped he would say. “I love you too, Edwin. For a while, actually.” Tech dropped his eyes but Steele tipped his chin back up.
“You have? Why didn’t you tell me?” Steele rubbed down Tech’s arms, his hands smoothing over the soft material of the jacket, and intertwined their fingers.
“I don’t know. Nervous about saying it too soon. Didn’t want to run you off, I guess.” Tech laughed doubtfully.
“I’m not going anywhere, Tech… not without you.”
Tech
He and Steele snuck back downstairs just as everyone was crowding around for God and Day to cut the cake, so they simply slid into the crowd like they’d never been gone. Free sidled up next to him and bumped him with his elbow, looking over at him with a conspiratorial smile.