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“Do you think it suits me?” Stede asked, looking at his new piercing in the mirror while Izzy cleaned off the needle. “You don’t think it’s too much?”
Izzy didn’t bother to look up. “Might be,” he shrugged. “But it’ll get Edward’s pants off, that’s for sure.”
Stede watched himself turn red. He turned away from the mirror and sat down on the edge of the bed he’d been sharing with Izzy since he’d nursed him back to health after his amputation. “I’m a tad nervous for that bit, actually.”
Izzy furrowed his brow. “What do you mean?”
“I don’t have much experience in that department. Or, that is to say, I don’t really have any, at all.”
Izzy put down the needle and turned around. “Thought you said you had fucking kids, Bonnet.”
“I do! But I never actually—I could never... keep it up long enough to get inside of her. So I just—” Stede paused and made a jerking off motion with his fist. “And she... rubbed it in.”
“And you’ve never been with anyone else?” Izzy asked. Stede had his full attention now.
“Not a one.”
Izzy took a step closer to the bed. “So, no one’s ever sucked your cock before?”
“Afraid not.”
Izzy took another step closer. Then another. Stede looked up. They were close enough now that they could almost touch, if they both reached for one another. “Could fix that,” said Izzy.
Stede swallowed hard and kept staring at Izzy, but said nothing. Izzy stepped closer, and closer again, until he was almost standing between Stede’s legs. “This alright?” he asked.
Stede nodded.
Izzy slowly lowered himself to his knees, a hand on each of Stede’s thighs. He looked up with an earnestness that Stede had never seen in his eyes before. “You want this?”
Stede spoke softly, barely trusting his voice. “Yes.”
Izzy made quick work of the buttons on Stede’s fall and took Stede’s already hard and drooling cock into his gloved hand. He gave it a few strokes before running his tongue over the head. Stede sucked in a sharp breath through his teeth. Izzy gave Stede a moment to process, and then took the tip into his mouth.
Stede dug his nails into his own thighs. “Oh. Fuck!”
Izzy took Stede’s hands and moved them to his shoulders, then popped Stede's cock out of his mouth to speak. “Don’t worry about me. Just feel.”
Stede nodded and gripped hard onto Izzy’s shoulders as Izzy set back to work.
“Oh! Oh, fuck. Oh, Izzy.”
Izzy took Stede down all the way to the hilt and held him in his throat for a moment before working his way back up the shaft. “Oh, good lord, Izzy. This is so—fuck!”
Izzy wrapped his bare hand around the base of Stede’s cock and stroked him while he bobbed his head up and down and worked Stede with his tongue.
Stede moaned in spite of himself. “Oh god. Mmmm. Oh, Izzy. Izzy. I’m going to—”
Instead of pulling back like Stede had expected, Izzy doubled down, taking Stede faster and deeper until Stede groaned and spilled himself in thick hot pulses across Izzy’s tongue and down his throat.
Stede took a moment to catch his breath, then looked back down at Izzy, embarrassment settling in his gut. “I’m sorry. That was too soon, wasn’t it?”
Izzy just grinned and wiped his mouth on the back of his hand. “Don’t worry. I’m taking it as a compliment.”