Tight Fit [NSFW ficlet]

Andreas made Elliot hungry.

Usually, Elliot’s sexual appetite didn’t require such a literal method of gratification, but the sight of Andreas’ thighs straining the seams of a borrowed pair of Elliot’s jeans had done unholy things to his reason. In so many ways Andreas had already managed to bring Elliot to his knees, but apparently they had reached a point where all he had to do was exist and wear clothes to get Elliot gagging for it. If Elliot had the mental resources to devote to thinking rational thoughts instead of horny ones, he might have called it a new low. As it was, Elliot’s brain only had room for fuck and yes and mmm as he yanked hard at Andreas’ open fly and choked himself on Andreas’ cock with a groan of satisfaction.

He didn’t do this for just anyone; Elliot knew how to give someone an orgasm without going to the trouble of taming his disappointingly acute gag reflex. Yet somehow everything about Andreas drove him into being reckless and messy. Worst of all Elliot wanted it, wanted to drop to his knees unbidden and offer up some long-protected vulnerability, just to see what Andreas would do with it. To see if it turned him on.

“Baby,” Andreas gasped above him, and Elliot’s stomach shuddered with a pleasure so intense it bordered on nausea. The way sincere, open affection seemed to roll off of Andreas in waves was heady and terrifying and definitely not something Elliot was prepared to think about too deeply.

He sucked and slurped and gulped, inching forward until there was no room left in his head for thought, no room left in his throat for breath, for anything but Andreas’ thick cock. Elliot swallowed and swallowed, massaging the tip of Andreas’ penis with the slick muscles of his throat. With his lungs empty and his pulse pounding, pleasuring Andreas in this way felt both decadent and dangerous; in this moment, Elliot’s very existence was stopped full with no passage for air or escape.

He adjusted his grip on Andreas’ hips and pulled him in even harder.