bloodyrockgod | milliways

He chuckles low in his throat even as he shivers at the touch. His hands reache around to play lightly on Charlie's side, Charlie's hip.

"I make you think of pastries?"

"I love cinnamon rolls." He licks Darien's neck. "Then there's your shoulders . . . and your arms . . ." His mouth follows the line of Darien's shoulder, the curve of his bicep.

"'Head, shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes, baby...'" and his head tilts back as he arches to Charlie's touch.

"I am extraordinarly fond of your knees," Charlie says and squirrels under the covers to start kissing Darien's legs.

He laughs out loud and squirms, pushing the covers back and run his hands in Charlie's hair.

Charlie laughs and slithers out of his reach, down to his toes. He gives Darien a look and takes his big toe into his mouth.

Oh he squirms and his head throws back with another laugh.

"Your toes," Charlie says and licks the bottom of Darien's foot, "are excellent toes. Quite delectable.

"However," he moves up Darien's body again, "there is the matter of your thighs."

The lick makes his leg jerk and he almost bites his tongue on the laugh it produces before Charlie's focus shifts and his breathing goes slow and very carefully...even. His eyes are a little darker now and he watches Charlie with interest.

He wraps both hands around Darien's thighs. "I want to sink my teeth into them, I must confess," Charlie says, and dips his head to lick and nibble the long, lean muscles.

His eyes roll back and the lids flutter as the muscles tense and twitch and relax. Other muscles do as well, and not too far away, and he lets out a hiss.

Charlie glances up at him and his mouth quirks. There's the obvious next step . . . but teasing Darien is always so gratifying. Driving him crazy, taking him higher before he's satisfied . . . it's a good feeling.

So he skips the obvious and tickles Darien's navel with the tip of his tongue instead.

His hips buck up gently as his fists tighten around portions of the duvet. His muscles shake and his lips part in a silent moan more visible than audible before the Quicksilver takes over his top half.

"Well, now I can't look," Charlie says in a sulky tone. "And I had a whole rhapsody brewing on this beautiful chest . . . this perfect stomach . . . this gorgeous hips . . ."

Silence for a few moments except the wet sound of tongue on skin.

The rest of him goes with a shuddering groan, and so does Charlie and god if he isn't three seconds from losing it just from the feel of Charlie's mouth on his skin.

"L-look now. Y-y-you...mmmmm..."

"You're beautiful," Charlie whispers, and he means it entirely. "I can't choose a best feature, love--I love them all."

He ducks down between Darien's legs, lifting hem over his shoulders. "I will admit to be preoccupied with this general area, though."

He tongues Darien's inner thighs, nuzzles his balls, licks the tender opening to Darien's body.

His body lengthens, stretching with a groan as he rocks gently against Charlie's mouth.

Charlie laps at him, stroking his hands slowly up and even more slowly down the length of Darien's body as far as he can reach. It's a silent message: All of you, all of you, I love all of you.

When he lifts his head his chin is wet with saliva, and he wipes it with the back of his hand. "Want me to brush my teeth before I go on?" he asks in a low voice.

He grunts and looks at Charlie.

"You made all that fuss about the sink and you didn't brush your teeth?"

"You complain about my toothpaste."

"Didn't you change your toothpaste?"

"Must be in my other pants."

He laughs.

"One, that is not what I thought the tube you kept in your pants was and two, you're not wearing any pants, genius."

Charlie sighs and says, "Darien. I just had my tongue up your ass. Do you want me to brush my teeth before I kiss you or not?"

"Well, if you put it that way."

He nods to the bathroom before sitting up to kiss Charlie on the top of the head. Then he stands and heads for the bathroom.

"Come on, babe. We can both get all squeaky."

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