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kameron isn’t sure how they ended up like this. one minute nova and him were running back to the car from the field, ducking as the rain begin to sprinkle down on them. the next here he is, tucked into nova’s lap as the other man kisses him senseless, his hands tucked up under his shirt. he can feel how hard nova is already, pressed up against him hot and heavy. he moans and shifts closer, tangling his own fingers in nova’s dark curls.
“fuck,” he groans as nova rocks up against him and slides his hands from under his shirt to tug his hips down.
kameron can feel nova smile against his mouth before he slips his tongue inside, running it hotly against his own. he makes another noise, can’t help it, and begins to rock downward on his own, grinding against nova as best as he can. the rain pounds on the roof of the car now, mixing with the slick sound of their kissing and the noises kameron can’t stop himself from making.
nova pulls back, laughing softly at the desperate whine kameron lets loose, and begins unbuttoning his jeans to slip a hand inside. his long fingers curl around kameron’s cock, thumb pressing against the head and his calloused palm a delicious pain-pleasure of friction against the rest of him.
“oh fuck, angel, you’re already so wet,” nova says, a slight hint of awe in his voice, as he rubs his thumb along kameron’s slit, pre immediately slicking him up, “is that all for me, baby?”
kameron only gasps and then whimpers as nova gives him a firm stroke, using his own wetness to ease the way. he tugs where his fingers are still in nova’s hair, begging for another kiss as he tilts his face forward. nova immediately brings their mouths together, cursing as he unbuttons his own jeans to tug himself out of them. kameron gasps again as the other man pulls his boxer briefs and jeans down as far as he can, pulling back to watch as he circles his fist around the both of them.
“look at you, you’re so fucking pretty,” nova coos, “so hot, don’t even have to spit for us ‘cause you’re dripping all over.”
“oh my god,” kameron whimpers, his face flushing at the filthy shit coming out of his boyfriend’s mouth. he ducks his head, but nova grabs his chin, shaking it gently.
“don’t hide, angel,” he says, “love looking at you. wish i could see you like this all the time.”
he releases kameron’s chin, but only to touch his fingers to his mouth, stroking it softly. kameron doesn’t give it a moment of thought before taking them between his lips. nova groans softly and presses the pads of his fingers downward, stroking kameron’s tongue just as softly as he had his mouth. kameron’s noise of desire is muffled and immediately swallowed up by the wet sounds of him sucking on nova’s fingers.
nova picks up the pace of his stroking, stopping to collect the pre at the tip of his boyfriend’s cock, slicking it down as he tightens his grip around him. kameron groans, grabbing nova’s wrist to pull more of his fingers into his mouth. he always knew he had an oral fixation, but something about nova stuffing him full like this drove him crazy. if only this hadn’t been an impromptu quickie and then he could have had him at both ends, coming on his cock as he also fucked his mouth with his fingers.
nova moans at the sight and bucks up into his fist, hissing as he slides against kameron. he’s close, has been since they started kissing, but he wants to hold on a little longer to see his boyfriend completely fall apart. he curses his hair trigger and lets himself go to wrap his hand around kameron alone. he tightens his grip and strokes down, up, back down, at the same time as he strokes his fingers at the back of kameron’s throat.
“mmh!”
kameron takes it beautifully, always has since they began sleeping together, and nova can’t help but push a little deeper just to feel him groan fully around his fingers. he keeps the rhythm of his hand fast, twisting at the head the way kameron likes, digging his thumb in his slit just on the right edge of painful. his boyfriend cries out, muffled, and shudders as he comes, the fingers he still has buried in nova’s hair pulling pleasantly.
nova barely has time to slip his own shirt up and angle him there as he spills between them. hot, wet come spurts onto his belly and he catches what he can in his hand. finally it slows, kameron easing his mouth off of nova’s fingers as he groans, working his jaw. nova leans up, careful of the come he’s got on him and in his palm, kissing kameron soft on the mouth, soothing him as he comes back to himself.
“you okay, baby? that feel good,” he asks and kameron nods, nosing against nova’s cheek before he pulls back and reaches for where he’s still hard.
nova stops him, smiling at his confused look, before he brings the palmful of come he’s got to his own cock. he slicks himself quickly, watching as kameron’s pupils blow wide.
“fuuuck, nova, that’s so hot,” he whispers, voice choked.
“yeah? you like seeing your come on me, marking me as your’s?”
kameron nods rapidly, unable to say anything as nova continues stroking himself. it doesn’t take him long to climax, already having been worked up, and with the way his boyfriend is looking at him like he wants to devour him; it’s over quick. nova groans long and low, thighs tensing under kameron’s weight as he fucks up into his fist. he directs his come to his own belly, just as he did with kameron, cursing as he feels kameron tuck closer, sliding fingers through the mess and bringing it up to his mouth to clean off.
he relaxes back against the seat as the aftershocks run through him. nova doesn’t think he’s ever come as hard as he does when he’s with kameron. it’s as if every other climax before him pales in comparison and every new one is harder, more pleasurable, than the last. he has no idea if that’s because of how hot and filthy his little angel turned out to be or if it’s just the intense warmth and affection he feels towards the other man.
kameron kisses along his jaw, sucking a small hickey behind his ear, before he pulls away to smile at nova. he smiles back, soft and easy, reaching up to tuck kameron’s hair behind his ear before thinking better of it when he realizes both his hands are a mess.
“fuck,” he says, “you made me absolutely filthy, babydoll.”
kameron flushes, cheeks pinking up underneath the silver lines of his scars. nova doesn’t think he’s ever seen something so pretty. his boyfriend reaches for the glove box, sliding out a pack of wet wipes. gently, kameron begins cleaning him up, wiping down his belly before moving onto his hands and then himself, finally tucking them both back in their jeans.
all clean now, nova takes kameron’s face in his hands and gives him a gentle kiss, smiling as he sighs into it. he won’t ever get used to this, he thinks, basking in the afterglow as they trade slow kisses back and forth. kameron pulls back, tucking a curl behind nova’s ear, a mirror of what nova wanted to do earlier. he feels his heart thud heavy in his chest.
“i love you,” he says, watching as kameron’s pretty dark eyes widen, “i really love you.”
kameron bites his lip, framing nova’s own face in his hands as he tips forward until their foreheads touch. he blinks slow, eyelashes brushing nova’s cheeks, and then smiles wide.
“i love you too,” he whispers and nova is sure it’s the sweetest thing he’s ever heard in his life.