He didn’t have to say that twice. Aidan would do so many things if it meant getting to come from this man’s touch. Crawling off the bed, he got down on his knees. When Cedric sat down by the edge, Aidan settled in between his thighs. Cedric gave him a satisfied smile, cupping his cheek. So beautiful and desperate. Exactly how he loved it the most.

“Mmh… so obedient…” He slid his hand around the back of Aidan’s head, before pressing those enticing lips against the underside of his cock.

“Cedric…”

“You know what to do… Put it in your mouth. If I’m pleased with your performance, I’ll let you come.”

Aidan swallowed hard, wrapping his hand tentatively around the man’s shaft. And with his eyes locked on Cedric’s, he trailed his tongue up the frenulum of his cock. He retracted it right as he reached Cedric’s glans. He was so close to sliding his lips over him but didn’t.

“Yes… sir.”

Cedric shivered, his eyes widening. Aidan was striking just the right chord with him. He tightened his grip, and drove his fingers into the man’s hair, pulling him closer. He forced Aidan to take him in his mouth, which he responded to by moving his whole body closer.

Cedric‘s legs trembled when he hit the back of Aidan’s throat, enjoying the warmth that enveloped him. Aidan choked and had to pull away for a moment to catch his breath. Meanwhile, he got a good look at what was in front of him. That really was an impressive size.

“Nngh… so big. Sucking you off normally is going to be like deepthroating the whole time.”

Cedric still let out a short laugh at that.

“Why, thank you… But, Aidan… that was another compliment.”

In preparation for what he planned to do, Cedric scratched the soft skin of the other man’s nape. And then—without further warning—roughly grabbed the back of Aidan’s head and shoved his cock deep down his throat. Aidan made a loud choking sound, as tears gathered in the corners of his eyes. He expected that outcome, but not how vicious it was going to be.

It took some time to get used to since Cedric both moved Aidan’s head, but also himself.

It was a new feeling to have his mouth filled up like that, unable to utter even a single word, and fucked as if he was a mere sex toy for Cedric to use.

What a thought… and a thrilling one at that.

“Fuck… you look good like that…”

The tone of Cedric’s voice explained the amount of pre-cum that coated the inside of Aidan’s mouth. Cedric felt his cock pulse, as he clutched the mattress with his free hand.

After a particularly needy thrust, Aidan pulled back in surprise. Opaque liquid scattered on his chin and trickled down his neck. As Aidan shakily held onto Cedric’s thigh, the room filled with the sounds of their panting. Cedric watched him with hooded eyes and a soft smile.

“So brave… you were quick to hand over all your control to me.”

Aidan ran his tongue over the cum that was still on the side of his mouth, swallowing it.

“I could tell you knew what you were doing.”

“Good thinking.” Cedric drove his thumb over Aidan’s neck, gathering the rest.

“…So. Should I let you have what you’ve been waiting for?” He pressed his finger against Aidan’s tongue, letting the liquid slide down his throat. Aidan’s brows drew together, eyes locked on Cedric.

“Please…”

Cedric pulled his thumb back out and patted his own thigh.

“Get up here then.” He moved back on the bed, legs still draped over the edge. A tense Aidan climbed onto Cedric, straddling him.

Getting a closer look at Aidan, Cedric noticed a darker color speckled across the bridge of his nose and cheeks.

“Huh… I didn’t notice your freckles until now. It’s my first time seeing that on someone with brown hair. …Hot.”

“Haha, uh… you know… you’d be very hot too if you touched me more…”

Cedric chuckled. He trailed his hand slowly along Aidan’s leg until he reached his ass. Digging his fingers into the man’s skin, he forced him closer; their bodies pressed together. Aidan’s hand lay trembling on Cedric’s shoulder, as he shifted against him in desperation.

“H- Hurry…”

Cedric swallowed hard. Though he wanted to tease him for longer, it wasn’t possible anymore. He wrapped his fingers around Aidan’s cock, his legs twitching from the sudden sensation. Finally being touched again, Aidan instinctively rocked his hips against Cedric’s hand. The warmth of his palm was comforting in a way since Aidan knew he’d finally be able to come.

Cedric had a strong grip, his strokes speeding up over time. Feeling incredibly pent up, Aidan had to bury his face into Cedric’s shoulder to muffle himself. He was already really close, and that was very much showing.

“Let go… Come for me.”

That made Aidan’s body flare up, and his eyes shut tightly. He didn’t have time to process how much better Cedric’s words made his touch feel. Aidan’s breath hitched high in his throat. He shuddered against Cedric, as the familiar opaque liquid spread over his and the other man’s abdomen. Aidan’s eyes were watering, his moans both shaky and weak.

Cedric smiled, satisfied with the result and the drained guy who clung to him for support. He grabbed a rag off the shelf and drove it over his stomach and Aidan’s, cleaning them both off. Afterward, he threw it to the side. He looked at Aidan the entire time, wanting to make sure he was okay.

Aidan’s head fell onto Cedric’s shoulder, his face nestled into his neck. Exhaustion was creeping in. But damn was it worth it. Cedric’s hand was still on his cock, carefully pulling the ring off.

“How do you feel, Aidan?” His voice was a lot softer, as he rubbed the back of Aidan’s head.

“Good… really good. But I want… more.” 

Aidan was surprised he let his honest thoughts out. He didn’t even know what ‘more’ was supposed to mean. 

Cedric chuckled, pulling his hand back. The end of the night was getting closer and Aidan already missed his touch.

“Getting a taste for it, huh? I’m going to like you.”

With his cheeks a deep red, Aidan got off Cedric’s lap and stood up in front of him.

“Ah, what is it with you?”

“Tell me, what did I do?”

His knowing smile really made Aidan want to retort, but at the same time, that face was also the reason he couldn’t.

“You… ugh… What's your number?”

Cedric had to laugh, finding the state he was in quite amusing.

“Avoiding the question?” He stood up, making their height difference very apparent.

“What a bad boy.”

Under that ever-so-watchful gaze, Aidan felt way too exposed.

“Just… say it.”

“And now we’re giving demands? Next time, you’re absolutely getting… ‘more’.”

“Nnh… You said next time. I’ll need it if we're doing this again.”

“Ah, got me there. I suppose you’re right.”

As they got their clothes on again, Cedric said the numbers out loud. Aidan’s phone was in the locker, which was most likely why—Cedric the regular—didn’t ask for it. He needed to remember what he said, so getting dressed was done in a hurry.

He had to say it over and over in his head, and once they were done, Aidan walked up to the door with haste. Of course, not without a longing look back at the man who was still standing by the bed.

“I’m expecting something rougher when we meet again.”

Cedric glanced at him. He did enjoy that Aidan knew how to play cocky with him.

“You’re not dodging all responsibility here. I’ll be expecting a reason to do so. …Continue acting like that though, and you might get what you want.”

Just the anticipation of what Cedric’s words might mean was making Aidan shiver; in the best way possible.

“I can’t wait.” Aidan flashed him a brief smile, before slipping out through the door.

Back out on the street again, Aidan took in the cold fresh air. It was a nice contrast from all the heat and sweat from earlier. Thinking back on it, it was easy to remember why he had some difficulty walking. That was a consequence he didn’t mind so much, considering how great Cedric had been.

Though the inner city was as lively as ever, he knew it was late. And he’d rather not find out what the time was. Much of the city’s activity came from sounds and lights that were further away from him. The more distant path he was walking on felt eerily quiet. Being aware of his own breathing and footsteps was making him much more anxious.

He always lived in bigger cities like this, so memories of the past were bound to come back. Especially when he was alone with his thoughts. Streets like these, with alleyways that seemingly went on forever. And the watching eyes of the people that inhabited them at night. They saw everything. What Aidan did was never hidden from them. And they hated it. Though his memories got more blurry as time went on, he could still feel them.

A chill ran down his spine. What if they knew what he had done? Were there any visible marks that he couldn’t cover up? Was the way he walked too obvious? It was all too much. He had to get home. 

With his heartbeat quickening, Aidan decided on running the rest of the way home. The mild pain didn’t stop him.