Braylan was sure about one thing; if they hadn’t been stood on a staircase, he would’ve backed the other up to his bedroom as fast as he could’ve. Being that they were, stood on a staircase, he breathes through his nose as Bash allows his hand to feel how much he wanted him. Instead of replying, the scientist puts pressure where his hand was, hauling it upward over his length as if following the line that his zipper formed. He grins into a warm kiss, catching the other’s wrist and changing their positions on the stairs. Leading him up and into the loft of his apartment, they walk down a hallway until they come to a door at the very end. It’s there, at the threshold of his bedroom door and the hallway that led to it, that his fingers press the lever down, closing the door behind them with the other’s back.
Although their movements had been quick and passionate up until now, he slows them down, allowing himself to deepen the kiss that he had started. “It’s been awhile…” He whispers on his skin as an explanation for his change of pace, fingers slowly unbuttoning the other’s jeans to relieve some of the tension that Bash held between his legs. Braylan felt his stomach flutter. While he had been telling the truth, the main reason he had slowed them down was because he had gotten school-boy nervous at the thought of being close to him.
The older man keeps him pinned between the wooden door and his body, pressing their hips close enough that Bash could feel his desire as well. With their clothes on, Braylan trails his hands underneath the younger man’s shirt, closing his eyes to feel the ripple of muscle and the strength of chest. His collarbone was sharp, nipples hard, and he can almost feel the oxygen in his fingertips as they trail over his diaphragm and down toward his naval. Braylan teases the line of his underwear, lifting the waistband from his hips with a single finger for a second. Instead of giving the other the much needed attention that he desired, Braylan’s hands slink flat over his sacrum and into the back of his underwear, gripping the other’s ass firmly as he marks the skin of his neck. “How do you want me?” Braylan questions, his tone dark now, lustful and deep. He was sure that Bash could hear the subtlety of his accent but he was too lost to care.
bash wasn’t sure he ever wanted someone as badly as he wanted braylan in this current moment, completely forgetting his sense of well...everything, not sure where they were, what time it was, if he was supposed to be somewhere. everything else could kindly fuck off. all of his attention focused solely on the beautiful man in his arms. a soft whimper escaped from pink lips at the pressure against his clothed length, hissing softly as his eyes fluttered closed, pressing his forehead against braylan’s as his curls clouded both their views now. the performer couldn’t even pay attention to the beautiful apartment they were residing in, head dizzy and head currently playing up the different scenarios in which they could be together, distracting him as they head up the stairs.
“i’ve got you.” the male murmured softly against the other’s lips, kissing him slowly yet passionately as he looped his arms around braylan’s neck once again, “we can go at whatever pace you want.” he assured, fingers going up and down the other’s back in a hopefully soothing sort of manner as he offered bray a soft smile. bash could feel his heart starting to race at a rapid speed as bray’s fingers tended to his zipper, the blood rushing to his cheeks and well...his cock.
he hissed when he felt bray’s hips against his own, unable to help but arch his back slightly, wanting to feel more of the other’s hard bulge, already finding his mouth starting to water at the prospect of that large length in his mouth. goosebumps seemed to prickle up against his flesh, bray’s fingers leaving a trail of fire, hips pivoting needingly as the older lifts at his waistband. he needed to feel more, the clothes were too much and bash grunted as he tugged braylan’s shirt over head. though the grabbing at his ass has him moaning again, clenching his ass cheeks maybe just to show off. “fuck.” the word got caught in his throat. how was he supposed to answer that question? he wanted him in so many different ways. “want you to fuck me. but first...” he lunged forward to capture bray’s lips within his own in a heated kiss, tongue not hesitating as it took the other’s mouth captive as he curled his nails against the other’s chest. bash broke away from the kiss, dragging the tips of his fingers, not scratching, just brushing as he fell to his knees with a thud, “need you in my fucking mouth.” bash knew he sounded desperate but he WAS desperate. he’d been dreaming about this very moment since he first showed up on his doorstep.
he gnawed at the other’s bulge teasing with his mouth, breath hot even against the jeans as fingers worked to unfasten. bash tugged the pants down, breathing heavy before tugging at the other’s underwear, letting out an amazed breath when bray’s cock sprung to life, “fuck.” he murmured again, staring at the other’s length with a lustful gaze before flickering it up to meet bray’s eyes, “you’re fucking beautiful.” not waiting for a response before he wrapped his hot mouth around the other’s dick, tonguing at the slit as he waited for bray to stop him if he didn’t want him to go any further.
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