Roommates With Benefits [BL]

I was still kissing him when the urgency began to soften. Damien didn’t pull away at once; he simply slowed until the hard press of his mouth became something desperate and lingering.

As if he were tasting me rather than taking me.

Each lazy slide of his tongue carried the quiet relief of two days spent apart.

One final, deeper kiss sent warmth all the way to my toes before he drew back just enough to meet my eyes. His were darkened and half-lidded, that familiar smug curve already tugging at his mouth.

The look that always made me want to shove him the fuck away from me and beg him to come closer at the same time.

A steady hand settled on my chest and guided me onto my back. I went without real protest, even as my body protested the sudden loss of contact and the cool sheets against overheated skin.

Damien’s hands were warm as they slipped beneath my shirt, lifting the fabric with unhurried precision.

His palms mapped the planes of my stomach and ribs like he was relearning me.

He took his time, peeling the shirt away inch by inch, pausing to press open-mouthed kisses to each new stretch of skin he could find, tongue flicking out to taste the faint salt there.

Once the shirt hit the floor, he leaned down and nipped my collarbone...not hard enough to hurt, just enough to make my breath catch and a soft sound slip free.

Then he worked lower, kissing across my chest with heat, lingering on one nipple long enough to suck gently and make me squirm before giving the other the same careful attention until both were tight and sensitive under his tongue.

”D...Damien...shit–” I murmured, fingers digging into the solid muscle of his shoulders as if I could will him on.

He ignored me completely.

Which was so typical it almost made me laugh, even as frustration and arousal twisted tighter in my gut.

His hands found the waistband of my pants, unbuttoning and unzipping with the same maddening patience that was rapidly becoming both infuriating and impossibly hot.

I lifted my hips to help him, trying for annoyed and landing somewhere closer to desperate.

He drew the pants and underwear down in one smooth motion.

The cooler air hit my skin just as he settled between my thighs and bit the soft flesh above my knee.

The sharp sting made me jump, a bright jolt shooting straight upward, and the soft sound that escaped me was embarrassingly close to a whimper.

”God, Damien...you’re taking forever,” I complained, voice already rough. ”I’ve been waiting two days. You’d think you’d be in more of a hurry.”

Damien only smirked and hummed against my thigh, the warm tease of his breath making it clear my impatience was pure entertainment to him.

Fuck...he was such an asshole!

He continued those slow kisses up the sensitive inner skin until I was fully bare and already half-hard under his gaze.

For a moment he simply sat back on his heels, eyes tracing every flushed inch of me with open appreciation, that small, smug half-smile making me want to kick him and pull him closer all at once.

Without looking away, he reached for the lube on the nightstand.

The soft click of the cap and the wet sound of the liquid pouring over his fingers felt obscenely loud in the quiet room.

Then he settled properly between my legs so he could watch every flicker of expression on my face and reached down with one slick hand.

The first cool touch against my entrance made me tense, then melt almost instantly.

The first finger slid inside slowly...no rush, just a careful stretch that left me breathless and shaking as he filled me inch by careful inch.

At the same time his other hand wrapped around my cock and stroked once, twice, matching that same casual rhythm.

After two days of nothing but emptiness and restless thoughts, the dual sensation was overwhelming.

I clenched around him involuntarily with a loud moan; the tight flutter drew a low sound of approval from deep in his chest.

”Look at how good you’re taking it,” he murmured, voice low and focused, eyes locked on where his finger disappeared inside me. ”Already so tight for me, and so warm. You missed this, didn’t you?”

I tried to glare, but it was difficult when my hips were already begging for more.

”It’s not e..even—fuck—t...that impressive. You’re just being slow on purpose.”

Almost immediately he added a second finger, gently scissoring and curling until he found the angle that made my whole body jolt.

A high, needy sound tore free before I could stop it. Damien’s eyes lit with satisfaction as he watched me unravel.

”There it is,” he said softly, voice dropping even lower. ”You get so fucking tight when I do that. Just listen to those beautiful sounds you’re making.”

His hand on my cock never faltered, occasionally using the precum already beading at the head to make every stroke slicker.

”Don’t go quiet on me now...you were doing so well, I want to hear every single sound while I open you up for my dick.”

I cursed under my breath, trying to cling to my whatever was left of my dignity, but it was getting harder as the pleasure built in relentless waves.

My thighs trembled on either side of him. Every time he curled those fingers just right, my hips thrust up into his hand of their own accord.

”Hurry the fuck up, asshole.” I managed, voice cracking halfway through. ”This is—ah...not even that good and you know it.”

”So mean and demanding.” Damien chuckled quietly, a warm, slightly mean sound.

”Is this what happens when I leave you alone for two days, Sunshine? You were this desperate the whole time?”

He twisted his fingers slowly, pressing deeper; the wet sound of lube and my body accepting him filled the space between us.

I nearly choked on air at how far his fingers went inside of me, my face was basically on fire.

”Aw, so sorry, baby. Let me make it up to you properly.”

I tried to push his hand away more for the principle than any real desire for him to stop.

If he didn’t want to get on with the program, then...I decided to push him onto bed and fuck myself with his cock myself!

But as usual...my plans were ruined by this blue-eyed demon before I could even put them to motion.