"I'm not gonna call you that," Riott grumbled, shooting Maddox a quick glare before ducking his head down. His sweet, trembling lips touched the skin of Maddox's stomach, moving downward. He told the truth when he said he would take his time.

"What about 'master,' instead?" Maddox asked, that stupid grin quickly returning after the brief moment he was flustered from Riott kissing his skin. 

Riott couldn't think. He couldn't form a reply whatsoever, not with his lips trailing over Maddox's hip. The room was silent when he reached his destination, his breath hot and quick as he stared. That familiar vein on the length was oddly comforting. He needed a reminder that he'd done this enough times to have no need to overthink. It was easy to push back the uneasiness when a wave of heat told him how much he needed this.

The hands on Maddox's hips were ruining him. It didn't take long to make him crumble before Riott, and they both knew it. His back hit the mattress, his head barely lifted to watch Riott between his legs. Riott broke him once again. It wasn't that difficult to do. 

He couldn't take it. Fuck, he needed it so bad. 

"Please," Maddox pleaded, out of breath from the tight coil of his stomach. "I missed you," he admitted. It was a surprising confession coming from him. Hell, Riott felt bad for the poor emo. 

Riott paused, the change in his expression almost imperceptable. He hated how those words affected him, how good the rush felt; the rush he only ever felt with Maddox. He refused to return the words and say how much he missed Maddox, or how desperate he was to remain close until they couldn't stand to be in the same room.

He ignored every urge to return the admission, to swallow his pride and say he missed Maddox's stupid fucking kisses more than his cock; although, the glistening tip was looking really tempting. Instead, he whispered a quiet "shh" before touching his mouth to the base of Maddox's dick, his tongue barely pushing out to press against the vein, wetting the reminder that he was with Maddox and nobody else.

Riott's body twitched from sudden shivers when he caught Maddox's whimper, the sound so fucking needy for him. Straining his eyes to catch a glimpse, Riott knew it was worth it to see Maddox's lips and eyes tightly shut. A murmured "finally..." left Maddox's mouth, and it gave Riott every desire to edge him a little more. 

But he didn't. He decided to be nice but selfish. He wanted it too. He wanted that pressure on the back of his throat, the risky load in his mouth that he swallowed every single time, and especially the favor to be returned.

He huffed out a small laugh against Maddox's length, forcing his smile down to kiss up the shaft, moving to the side, savoring the pure heat. It amazed him every time that Maddox could break so quickly, gasps escaping him with every motion. 

Riott decided to play with him, to see how strongly Maddox could react to the simple movements. His tongue flicked out again to lick up Maddox's dick, holding the base as his mouth kissed the very tip. A string of precum kept them attached until Riott licked it away, watching Maddox's face contort with arousal and turn a bright shade of red.

It wasn't long before Riott took the tip into his mouth, swirling his tongue to collect the saltiness he missed so much. He was painfully slow when he lowered himself, the eye contact making it even more painful. Maddox watched with a pathetic expression, his dick disappearing into Riott's mouth. The saliva that coated his skin was warm, and the feel of Riott's tongue was so specific. He hadn't been able to think about anything else all day.

"Ngh...fuck," Maddox breathed out, his chest rising and falling harshly as his head hit the mattress behind him. His fingers curled into Riott's hair, hoping to enact something masochistic in Riott with his tight grip. But maybe he didn't need to.

Riott's eyes glistened with tears when the cock hit his throat, pressing into a sensitive spot that activated his gag reflex. He was skilled enough in this act to hold back a gag, but the pressure increased how much saliva he was producing before. It wasn't long until his spit was dripping all the way down to the base, wetting the few hairs and the skin that he took a deep inhale of. This part of Maddox had a scent Riott found himself craving on some days, the musk of the emo's coconut bodywash and his natural smell.