“Let’s move this upstairs.” I slide my hands under his knees. When I push myself up from the couch, I take him with me, wrapping his legs around my waist.
Nicko gasps sharply, then claps one of his hands over his mouth, the other wrapping around my neck.
“Show-off!” he manages as I take a few steps then turn us toward the stairs. They’ll be a challenge with his added weight.
“Twenty-five pounds, remember?” I smirk, leaning in to nose along his throat. He’s too close not to take advantage, so I suck over his pulse point as well, dragging another low moan out of Nicko. It’s muffled behind his hand, but he still smacks me.
“Yes, yes. You’re a big strong boy, but if you fuck up your back, you won’t be playing any hockey at all,” Nicko huffs and squirms, but I just hold his legs more tightly as I conquer the stairs.
Luckily the guest room is the closest, because even if I like showing off for him, Nicko isn’t exactly a lightweight. I nudge the door shut behind us as I carry him over to the bed.
“Don’t you da–!” Nicko’s protest breaks off as I dump him onto the mattress.
Grinning, I crawl over him before he can complain more, silencing him with a kiss.
He growls at first, tilting his head to the side to evade me.
Unbothered, I trail my lips along his jaw, humming soothingly.
Nicko forgives me soon enough, pulling me into another kiss. His fingers run through my hair and then down over my back, along my sides. He tugs on my sweatpants once he reaches my hips.
I don’t let him rush me along; rather, I focus on pulling his shirt up. I groan softly at the smooth skin I expose, lowering my head to close my lips around Nicko’s left nipple.
“Ass!” Nicko swears, getting tangled in his own shirt, huffing when he finally throws it off to the side.
I smile and continue to explore his skin with my mouth, licking along his pecs down to his abs, dragging my tongue over the dips between his muscles. As I move lower I tug his pajama pants down his legs. It’s a struggle, since Nicko squirms impatiently, more hindrance than help, but in the end they’re off, and I can slide my hands up over his thighs, teasing along the hemlines of his boxers.
He lifts his hips, expecting me to take them off next, but instead I lean down to place my mouth over the growing bulge. His skin radiates warmth even through the fabric.
“Stop playing!” Nicko urges me, shimmying his hips again. He digs his heels into the mattress to push himself further up. His hands fumble to pull his boxers down. I chuckle and take advantage of the slivers of skin he exposes but don’t help him deal with his underwear.
“Hart!” he snaps, pushing at my head with one hand. I snort and worm my fingers into the elastic to pull his boxers down his legs.
“You’re such a brat,” I move down over his hips, looking up at him before I nose through his pubic hair. “I shouldn’t reward you.”
Nonetheless, I brush my lips along his hard length, watching his head tip back as he moans. It’s erotic and encouraging at once, so I keep going, slowly working my way down, pressing short kisses to the inside of his thighs before curling my fingers around the base of his erection.
I trace my tongue over the crown then take him into my mouth.
“Oh fuck, fuck,” Nicko whines, legs tensing as he pushes his hips up toward me.
I let him, closing my eyes to focus on breathing in through my nose, tilting my head fractionally to lean into his hands as they tangle in my hair.
Feeling him slide in and out of my mouth as he rolls his hips, makes me lightheaded. Nicko’s breathing is just as labored, mixed with groans and gasps that turn frustrated as his rhythm stutters.
I hum around him, sliding down further now that he isn’t surging up anymore.
“Fucking– Xander! Move!”
My lips stretch around him into a smirk as I pointedly don’t do as he says. Instead, I focus on pulling back, sucking on the tip of his erection.
He bucks a few more times, but his thighs shake next to my head. With a frustrated groan he slumps on the bed, hips still twitching but not making it off the mattress anymore.
My hands slide up to frame his sides, holding on before I slowly pull all the way off, sucking a mark over his hip bone. His erection twitches.
“Tired already?”
“You–!” he breaks off as I close my lips around him again, hollowing my cheeks as I move down along his length. He nudges the back of my throat, and I move back.