It feels so good, and Owen is so solid and warm beside him as he whispers those sweet nothings in his ear that Garrett has to get closer, has to taste him, wants so badly to come while kissing him. He turns his head to find Owen's mouth but it's a split second too late- orgasm takes him, sliding electric down his spine as he arches his back and comes with a shuddering cry against Owen's lips.
It's still close enough that Owen can taste Garrett's hot breath when he comes. That cry all but spills into his own mouth, and he lets out a deep, pleased groan, biting on Garrett's lower lip hard while he squeezes his thigh tightly. His eyes sweep over Garrett's body, watching intently as he spills all over himself.
"Good boy," he purrs warmly, licking into Garrett's mouth, not quite kissing him while he's still recovering his breathing.
That slightly demeaning praise shudders through him like fire, making him gasp and spurring on the last thick pulses over his fist as he kisses Owen artlessly. When the orgasm finally leaves him he all but collapses against Owen, feeling boneless and exhausted after two intense orgasms.
Still, there's a smile on his face.
"Mmm. I thought for a second there that you might stop me." He doesn't look mad at the idea. At all. "I'm glad you didn't."
Owen lets out a low, pleased purr of his own, smiling and letting out a chuckle, draping an arm over Garrett's waist.
"Mm, don't think I could manage to be that cruel," he murmurs, nuzzling into the curve of Garrett's neck. "Besides, watching you touch yourself... that was hot. I'd rather get to see that."
"I'll keep that in mind," he murmurs back with a lazy smile, nudging Garrett's side, curling up against him. Right now he's perfectly content to doze off next to him, the need in him perfectly sated. For the time being, at least.
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"Good boy," he purrs warmly, licking into Garrett's mouth, not quite kissing him while he's still recovering his breathing.
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Still, there's a smile on his face.
"Mmm. I thought for a second there that you might stop me." He doesn't look mad at the idea. At all. "I'm glad you didn't."
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"Mm, don't think I could manage to be that cruel," he murmurs, nuzzling into the curve of Garrett's neck. "Besides, watching you touch yourself... that was hot. I'd rather get to see that."
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"If you ever did feel like being cruel... I'd be okay with it."
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