Elijah stood, never having felt surer of a response to anyone than in that moment. He didn’t know why he felt this way, just that he needed Noah, naked and in his bed, right then. He tugged on Noah’s hand, and he rose following him. His expression was a mixture of shock and surprise at the response, and it only remained cemented on his face when Elijah took charge and pulled the tie of his robe free, so he could push it off his shoulders and let it fall to the ground.

Noah instinctively tried to go for his clothes, but Elijah pushed his hands away and knelt in front of him. He could see Noah’s muscles trembling in his stomach, and he glanced up, as Noah had done, and caught his eye. He slowly opened his mouth and took Noah in, swirling his tongue around the tip of his dick. Noah shuddered, and he felt him throb as he used his hand to grip him and begin stroking. Noah moaned, and his head dropped back. Elijah closed his eyes, focusing on alternating pressure and speed as he listened to him.

He grasped himself in his palm as he had seen Noah do the night before and stroked himself in time with the rhythm he set working Noah’s dick. He felt Noah tense, and he didn’t want him to come so quickly. With a groan of frustration that he couldn’t enjoy pleasuring him longer, he let him go and stood, pushing Noah with the palm of his hand so that he sat on the bed. Noah bent to try to capture him in his mouth, but Elijah shook his head, reaching for his nightstand drawer and the things he needed.

He set the lube on the bed and stepped between Noah’s legs, cupping his chin and forcing him to look up at him. He could see the effort it took Noah to remain still and allow him to be in charge. It was a powerful feeling, and that alone made him throb with pleasure. He leaned in, cupping Noah’s face and began kissing him earnestly, while they both moaned and jerked whenever the tips of their cocks brushed against one another. Twice, Noah tried to reach between them and grasp Elijah, but he caught his hands and moved them away. When he broke the kiss off, Elijah chuckled,

“You said yourself you wanted to force yourself to wait. How long do you think you’ll last with me inside you before you can’t take it anymore?” He knew he was playing with fire, but the way Noah sucked in a breath, he was sure he was about to break his oath to himself right then and there.

“I said I wouldn’t—you can’t mean that I can’t touch you!” His voice was raw, and Elijah thrilled at how needy he sounded.

“Lie back on the bed. Grip the blankets, but no touching allowed.” He reached for the lube and applied it so that when he crawled onto the bed and between Noah’s legs, he was ready to go. Noah was having a hard time keeping his hands on the bed and gripping the sheets. Elijah noticed his grip would relax the closer he got, and to tease him, knowing he reveled in being the one in control, he sat back on his heels and began stroking himself as he watched Noah’s reaction.

Noah made a sound in his throat like a growl and sat forward on the bed, ready to take over.

“Oh, no, lie back down and don’t touch.” Elijah grinned. He flopped back into the pillows.

“You’re killing me.” His hand twitched to his own cock, and Elijah reached out and slapped it away playfully.

“That includes yourself too!” Noah bit his lip and moaned. Elijah watched the steady rise and fall of his chest the more worked up he became from the denial. It was a sweet, erotic denial, and he knew Elijah would succumb to his need to take control, but it was a torture having to wait.

Elijah positioned himself over Noah and used his hand to guide himself in as Noah wrapped his legs around his waist. He pushed into him slowly and watched to make sure he wasn’t hurting him. Noah panted under him as his dick came in contact with Elijah’s stomach. Elijah leaned in to kiss him again as he slowly began working his way in and out of Noah. He was so hot and tight, and Elijah became lost in the sensations as Noah couldn’t control himself any longer, reaching up to wrap Elijah in a hug. Elijah expected him to reach between them, but he felt his fingers run through his hair and his hands run down his back and clutch his ass, pulling on him again and again, urging him to go faster and deeper.

Elijah wasn’t sure how much longer he could keep up the pace. He moaned into Noah’s lips, and that was all it took. He expected Noah to pull him off of him, but what he didn’t expect was when Noah rolled him onto the mattress so that he was on top, he repositioned him so that he worked himself back down on Elijah’s dick, enabling Elijah to come inside him.

He rode Elijah at almost the same pace as when he had been on top, only this time, Elijah held his hips and looked down between them to see himself disappear up inside Noah. The sight was too much, especially since it was partially obstructed by Noah’s cock which was bouncing between them. He showed him mercy and reached down between them, gripping him again and stroking him with the same tempo Noah was thrusting himself onto Elijah. Noah cursed and dropped his head, watching himself slip in between Elijah’s fingers, and that was all it took. His control snapped as he began to come on Elijah’s stomach, and Elijah found his own orgasm, pulling Noah’s hips down one more time so that he spurted up inside him.

He couldn’t help but gasp when Noah used his muscles to clench around him and milk every last drop from him. He lifted his torso up off the bed, only to be surrounded by Noah and his embrace again. He buried his face in the crook of his shoulder and neck and shook as Noah also trembled above him. When they couldn’t remain upright anymore, Noah sank to the bed, rolling onto his side and pulling Elijah with him.

They lay side by side, breathing heavily and dozing lightly for the next hour, and when Elijah opened his eyes again, his stomach growled. Noah chuckled and kissed the top of his head.

“There’s still the fruit tray Maria brought up earlier.”

“Yes, but it’s so far across the room.” He eased himself away from Noah, sighing as he looked at the table. He was very hungry, though, so he sat up and walked first to the bathroom, grabbing cloths for both himself and Noah to clean up, before approaching the table.

Maria had laid out a nice spread of fruits, cheese, and crackers, and there was also a small bowl of cream for the grapes, which was one of Elijah’s favorite deserts. He began to dish himself some grapes and asked, “Do you think the plan that Ray and Liam have will work?”

“It might.” Noah’s voice was right behind him. He hadn’t heard him approach, and he jumped a little when he came up, put a hand on his waist, and looked at the tray over his shoulder.

“Hey!” Elijah reached for the bowl of fruit that Noah took from his hand and set back on the table. He was confused when Noah then guided him to the couch, and with the same pressure that he had used to get him to sit on the bed, he bent him over the arm of the sofa. Elijah’s pulse quickened, and he lifted his head, wondering what he was intending to do, but Noah shook a finger at him.

“All’s fair. Stay down, remember? No touching either.” Elijah’s jaw dropped when he glanced down and saw the erection Noah had. He hadn’t considered that they might be able to go again so soon, but the second he saw it, he began to grow hard again too. His fingers twitched, but he gripped the couch cushion in front of him, wondering what Noah was going to do next. He closed his eyes, part of him not wanting to know and just experience, and the other part wanting to open his eyes and follow Noah’s every movement like a hawk.

He flew up off the couch when he felt the first cool dollop of cream land on the hollow where his spine met his ass.

“What are you—” But again, he felt the pressure of Noah’s hand midway up his back, pushing him back down. He felt Noah’s tongue swirl in the exact spot the cream had hit him, and he shivered as he tried to hold still. His feet were barely touching the floor. He felt so exposed in this position, and he couldn’t get decent purchase on the floor to stand still.

He felt the next cool dollop hit first his left ass cheek and then his right, and he groaned into the pillow when he felt Noah’s hot tongue dart out and lick each bit up. He couldn’t possibly think about putting cream…the next drop was dangerously close to complete indecency and Elijah squirmed on the arm of the couch as he felt it begin to slide down and then he felt Noah’s tongue trail just up the outside of his crack to meet it. He felt like his dick was ready to explode he was so turned on. When Noah did it again, and he felt his tongue just on the outside of his crack on the other cheek, he screamed in frustration into the pillow.

His cock was wedged in between him and the arm of the couch. The arm was soft and padded, so it didn’t hurt, but it didn’t provide relief either. Just the tip of him was sticking out from under him when he glanced down at himself, and he desperately wanted Noah to put a drop of cream there and lick it off. His eyes rolled back with this thought, and he had to focus on breathing when he thought about it.

Noah seemed to sense the level of arousal he was feeling, because he paused for a moment and then spread a towel under Elijah’s stomach. Elijah twitched, wanting to get up, but Noah kissed him and shook his head.

“I’m not done eating yet.” Elijah’s feet felt like they were racing across the floor as he struggled on his tiptoes to brace himself for whatever came next.

He felt the cool cream before the even cooler spoon cupped his balls and he had to bite the cushion of the couch near the seam he moaned so loud. Noah was obviously enjoying this sweet torture, because he let him sit there a long moment, lathered up with the cream. Elijah wasn’t sure what he was doing, but he knew what was about to happen. He heard the spoon clink in the bowl one more time and felt it press against him, as he became slicker with the substance that Noah was smearing on him. He saw out of the corner of his eye, Noah place the bowl back on the table and then he felt his hands on his ass, cupping him and spreading him, obviously enjoying the view. He begged incoherently when he felt Noah’s warm breath on his chilled, tight sack.

He might have cried dry sobs when he felt the warmth of Noah’s tongue swirl around his cream coated balls from the back. He knew he shouted when he felt his hot mouth suck first one in and then the other, finishing his desert and cleaning Elijah off. Then he heard the pop of the tube on the lube, and after a moment felt the pressure of Noah behind him. He was sticky and wet, but he didn’t care. He was so turned on he begged some more.

“Oh, god, Noah, I need to touch it! Please!” Noah hoisted his waist up, giving Elijah access to himself, and he immediately wrapped his palm around his cock, pumping up and down frantically as he felt the pressure of Noah’s fingers slide into him, opening him up and stretching him. He worked him for a few minutes, which was both torturous and wonderful. Elijah moaned with the sensations but also felt the ache deep inside, wanting Noah’s cock to be the friction he was receiving. After what seemed like an eternity, he felt the pressure of Noah’s head at his entrance, and he pressed gently, letting Elijah’s muscles relax around him as he slid all the way inside him until he thought he would burst.

Elijah lasted only a few strokes before he started coming on the towel in front of him. He heard Noah grunt as he squeezed his eyes shut, his muscles tightening around Noah’s dick. How Noah had gone so long without taking care of himself when he had been torturing him with the cream was a mystery, but he certainly didn’t last long once Elijah gripped him. He felt the flood on his insides and moaned as he went limp in Noah’s arms. When Noah finished, he again hoisted him up and helped him stagger to the bed, where they collapsed and fell sound asleep.