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“You’re such a fucking tease,” Zach laughed desperately.

“And you’re still here,” Javier pointed out, pressing his cheek against the pale white flesh on the inside of Zach’s leg. His nose briefly, barely nudged the heavy pink swell of Zach’s balls.

When Zach answered, it was through an audibly held breath. “It’s easier to be patient when you know it’s worth the wait.”

“Mmm. You always knew how to sweet talk me,” Javier said, his mouth closing over a few of the copper hairs just beside Zach’s cock. He tugged gently, then repeated the motion on the soft skin of his sack, his breath quickening at Zach’s surprised groan. As slowly as he could force himself, Javier traced the seam between Zach’s balls with the tip of his tongue, reaching the base of his cock before retreating, scooping down low behind them, letting the weight of Zach’s testicles fall against his lips. He opened his mouth and pulled one in, gently releasing it once he’d run his tongue all around it. Zach squirmed, his breath rasping in his throat as Javier gave the other the same attention.

The sounds Zach made were like a song Javier hadn’t heard in a while but still remembered all the words to. Licking up from the base of Zach’s cock, Javier took his time in making it to that sensitive spot just beneath the head. He dragged the flat of his tongue over the underside, nibbling and sucking until he reached the very tip, then, slowly, he eased his mouth over the head and sucked him in, a drop of salty pre-cum stinging his lip.

“Whoa, wait,” Zach said, sinking his hand into Javier’s hair and drawing him up. “I didn’t really think about this before, and I sure hate to bring it up now, but you haven’t been with anyone since me. I have been with someone else since we broke up, and he wasn’t as monogamous as he led me to believe. We need to be careful.”

Javier grimaced. The thought of that L.A. jack-off putting Zach at risk made him want to track the guy down and beat the hell out of him. It wasn’t a nice impulse, but it seemed rational enough. He got to his feet, leaving Zach there, cock still glistening with saliva, and went to the nightstand. He’d been celibate, but not totally unprepared, so there was an unopened box of condoms in the drawer. He pulled it out and tossed it on the bed. There wasn’t a reason to rush. He grabbed a bottle of lube from the drawer, as well, and stripped the plastic seal off. Popping the top, he squeezed a liberal amount onto his palms.

Leaning back with his hands behind his head, Zach watched every movement Javier made. Knowing he was the center of all that focused attention made him go slower, take more time. He slowly worked the lube over his hands, added more and watched as Zach’s eyes got wider. Then, hands slippery and wet, he knelt over Zach on the bed, straddling his thighs.

“Oh, fuck,” Zach groaned as his cock rested in the cradle of Javier’s dripping hands. He pumped up and down slowly, coating Zach with the lube as he squeezed and stroked.

He could get them both off this way, had, in the past. But he wanted more tonight. Even as a part of his brain warned that sex did not equal a relationship, his heart wanted to believe it did. His brain and his heart were going to have a long, long talk at some point. But not right now. Not when he might talk himself out of this.

Zach pushed himself up to sit, leaning on one arm while he used the other to grab the back of Javier’s neck and pull their mouths together. How could everything feel so familiar, when they’d been apart for so long? It was easy to forget there had ever been a divide between them, and Javier mentally berated himself for ever thinking that breaking up would be the answer to their problems. The distance didn’t matter. Nothing mattered, but being with him.

If Zach felt the same way, then Javier would consider himself the luckiest bastard alive.

Shifting his hips against Javier’s hands, Zach murmured against his mouth, “I want you so bad,” and Javier released him to reach for the box of condoms. His hands shook as he opened them, and though he really hoped Zach didn’t notice, he knew he did. Zach never failed to pick up on that kind of stuff.

True to his nature, Zach reached out and covered Javier’s hand. “Hey. Nothing to be nervous about.”

Wasn’t there? Maybe Zach thought there wasn’t, but in Javier’s opinion, things had gotten disturbingly real when he was straddling his ex-boyfriend. Zach reached up and pulled Javier down with a growled, “Come here.”