Dedicated to @cagedinreality & @talibaozibang
Fadel's breath felt so hot against his ear, it was like he was trembling and burning at the same time. Style's hand wrapped a firm hand around his dick and a soft moan left Fadel's mouth.
Style's eyes checked him one more time. Fadel's face was almost hiding behind his neck. For sure there was shame but also a lot of desire and despair. Between his fingers, Fadel felt big and hot, ridiculously overworked, but still enduring.
Style couldn't help but feel some kind of compassion for the way the man's stomach twitched every time his hand rubbed his skin. Fuck, this man was so hard that he could explode in any second and it was all because of Style's charms. It was kind of impossible to not feed his already big ego.
Still, he could do better than this.
His hand started to move torturously slow, but he was so wet that it was all a complete mess. It sounded so obscene that it had Style going crazy. His hand were sticky and slippery, moving on its own while Styles reserved all his attention to Fadel's face.
The man was trying his best to hide his moans but that only made him sound more needy. His eyes almost shut, looking down at Style's hand and to his eyes from time to time.
"Feels good, uh?" Style whispered against his mouth, kissing his chin, biting him a little. Fadel sounded even louder after that.
"Ain't I fantastic?" Style says and his hand go faster, watching for a second how big and red he was down there, making himself feel excited.
Every little expression in Fadel's eyes were extremely addictive to Style. He couldn't stop looking at him. Fadel's forehead fell against his. The whimpers sounding even hotter against his own mouth.
"Didn't you wish you had met me earlier?" Style moans. He could feel Fadel's dick twitching in his hand, so close that to get what he wanted. Style was hard too, he could feel it. His chest was full of some uncontrollable excitement, he couldn't help but feel Fadel's joy and lust.
They were both moaning in each other's mouths.
"Shit," Fadel whimper and Style didn't think it even once before he fell to his knees and took him inside his mouth. The sensitive tip was softly rubbing Style's tongue and Fadel's hands were aching on each sides of his body, not daring to do anything.
"You don't want to make a mess, do you?" Style moaned before he finally got into it, never looking away from Fadel's reactions.
Fadel's left hand held a grip on his wrist. His strength was shattered. The weaker he looked, the better. Style was taking more and more of him, getting carried away from the moment.
Style's eyes filled with tears when he was almost taking Fadel to the hilt, when the man's hand finally wrapped around his hair and his eyes rolled back. The satisfaction in the way he vocalized his orgasm was so fascinating.
Style kept swallowing all of him, still looking at him and his expressions, completely defeated, glowy and pleased.
When it was done, they kept looking at each other in the eyes, like there was something they were trying to figure out. Style was still lazily blowing him, incapable to move on from what just happened. Until, Fadel forced him off his dick. Style was so into letting him fuck his mouth right then and there, but it would take a while for them to be able to.
"How ungrateful!" Style joked, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "I wanted more," he insisted.
Fadel looked so damn offended, but it was clearly just embarrassment. Style couldn't help but thinking he was cute.
"I kinda need you right now..." Style said, revealing his hard dick between his legs.
This was something I wrote trying to reflect on the emotions of both characters in episode 2.
Please, don't post it outside this page without my consent. 🫶
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