Warmth on his lips, slow and heavy, filling his mouth until his jaw ached. Salt and skin, the faint drag of hair brushing his nose. He breathed in against the weight, tasting the heat of it, his hands braced on firm thighs that tensed under his palms. Above him, a low, steady sound, the kind that drew him on without thought.
The movement became deeper, slower, his tongue working along the underside, a hand at the back of his head holding him there keeping him close. His own pulse thudded hard in his ears.
The sound above changed, breaking into a rougher breath. The heat in his mouth thickened, sudden and warm, flooding over his tongue before he could swallow. He took it anyway, throat working, the taste coating him...
Ed woke with a start, breath sharp in his throat, skin damp under the covers. The room was quiet, dark but stuffy, the air thick with something he couldn't name. He sat up halfway, one hand braced on the mattress, the other pressed low against his belly where his cock was full and heavy, damp already in his boxers.
His heart thudded fast in that confused, half-lost feeling dreams sometimes left behind. Except this one hadn't been like the usual weird flashes. This one felt different. His skin still buzzed from it.
He scrubbed a hand over his face.
What the fuck was that about?
It had come out of nowhere. One minute he was dreaming about something pointless, pub, telly, a conversation he'd had days ago, and the next... It had been filthy. Really filthy. But he'd been into it. Completely. No hesitation, no revulsion.
He let out a rough breath and sat up straighter in bed, pushing the duvet off. His cock pressed hard against his boxers, the fabric wet, stuck. The arousal hadn't faded with the dream, it had dug in. He couldn't remember the last time he'd woken wound up this tight.
He grabbed a tissue off the bedside table and wiped his mouth even though there was nothing there. The feeling hadn't gone. He still tasted it, somehow. Still felt it. His heart ached for it.
And then, quietly, insidiously, his brain handed him the missing piece.
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