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The next day after that incident, Derek decides to pay Avery a little visit. With a yawn, Avery opens the front door, wearing his oversized sleep shirt and some shorts.
“Huh-?” He looks up, rubbing his eyes and then he actually sees who’s standing in front of him. His eyes roam the figure wearing a black hoodie with golden accents and some jeans. “D-Derek…” Avery blushes and quickly looks down to hide that, but the taller guy just chuckles, hooks his fingers under the other guys chin and tilts up Avery’s head. “Are you going to invite me in, Aves?”
Avery bites his lip, but grabs Derek’s wrist to pull him to his room. A smirk spreads on the taller man’s lips as he follows Avery to his room. Avery turns back to look at Derek. “What now-“ He’s interrupted as Derek gently pushes him onto the bed, but making sure he doesn’t get hurt.
Avery lets our a small gasp, eyes fixed on Derek who’s on his knees and then leaning down to Avery’s face. Their lips are inches apart, they share the same breath. Avery wets his lips and he feels his heart beating hard against his ribs. Derek’s hands are o both sides of Avery’s face, then his eyes slide down to Avery’s, as if asking for permission. The smaller guy nods and then lips crash onto lips.
Derek’s kiss is needy, hungry and possessive. Avery gasps into the kiss, arms coming up to wrap around Derek’s neck as they’re connected. The two part while panting, needing air. They lock eyes and look at each other in silence until Derek whispers: “You’re so hot.” And then its lips on lips again. This time Avery feels Derek’s tongue lick at his lower lip, demanding entrance, so he complies, opening his mouth to let the other boy’s tongue to sweep in.
Derek maps out his lovers mouth, desperate for more and more closeness. His hands leave Avery’s face to gently move down his clothed chest, caressing and rubbing, which only makes the other guy groan even more into the kiss.
Derek pulls back, to the protesting whines of Avery. He chuckles. “God, you’re needy.” This makes the guy under him whimper. “Derek… please, just touch me, kiss me, love me, anything… I just need you.”
Derek listens and lowers his head to Avery’s neck, licking and sucking gently at first, but then he gets more aggressive, leaving big red marks, kissing them afterwards. Avery clamps a hand over his mouth, trying his best to be silent. Derek looks up from his work and cocks an eyebrow as he sees what the black haired guy is doing. Then with that low voice Avery loves he says: “Come on, don’t hide those pretty sounds from me.”
He reaches up and carefully pries the hand away from his lovers mouth. “No one can hear us here anyways.” He pushes his hands under the shirt, caressing the exposed skin.
Avery lets out some inaudible mumbles, but Derek just tilts his head to the side, waiting for Avery to try again, while fumbling with the hem of his shirt. “Clothes… off, please…”
The guy on top smirks and his hands retreat from under to shirt to instead slide it over Avery’s head.
For a moment Derek stills, eyes roaming over Avery’s exposed build. He’s a bit muscular and quite tan. He slides his hands over the warm skin, stopping at the nipples to roll them in between his fingers for a moment, making Avery moan loudly.
“You like that?” Derek asks, he knows exactly what this does to Avery. The touching and his voice. Avery would probably come undone just from his voice. Derek smiles at that thought, but pushes it away, not wanting to torture Avery much more.
He slides his hand down to the abdomen and hooks a finger under the shorts and boxers at the same time, pulling them down and carelessly tossing them on the floor.
Then Derek gets on his knees and pulls his own shirt off. His eyes land on Avery’s hard member, laying free. “You look good, Prince.” He whispers and watches a shudder go through the man under him. “Affected by nicknames too, huh?” He teases and Avery blushes a deep red, finally opening his mouth. “Shut up and touch me already.” He commands and Derek doesn’t waste another second to please him.
His hand lowers to Avery’s hard cock. Gently his hand trials up and down in a loose grip at first, but then he tightens it and speeds up. His thumb slides over the tip, smearing the precum and Avery arches his back for more friction. “Good boy.” Derek praises, his voice deep and husky. One of Derek’s hands travels up to massage a nipple while the other strokes the cock.
That’s it. The overstimulation pushes Avery over the edge. His eyes close and his back arches up high. With a loud moan he comes undone in Derek’s fist. “Derek~! Mhmmm~”
Derek strokes him through the orgasm until Avery opens his eyes again. “Fuuuck… that was good… but I need more.” He mumbles and Derek knows exactly what he means.
“You want my cock.” He speaks the thought out loud for Avery and the guy under him nods. Derek lifts his hand to his lips to taste Avery’s release.
Derek puts his fingers into Avery’s mouth. Avery swirls his tongue around the two digits in his mouth, making sure to wet them as much as possible.
Derek then puts his index finger again Avery’s hole, circling it before carefully pressing in and letting the smaller guy adjust. Then he adds a second finger, stretching him open. Avery lets out a groan.
Derek pulls out and pushes his fingers back in, prepping Avery as good as possible, before pulling out his fingers completely and taking off his own pants to free his dick. With the slick and rest of spit on his fingers, he strokes it a couple of times, wetting it. “Ready?” He asks one last time to make sure Avery is fine with this. Avery nods eagerly and so Derek lines up with the hole before pushing his tip in.
Avery throws his head back, pleasure coursing through his veins and Derek pushes in completely. He feels so full. “Ah, look at you, taking me so well.” These words make Avery’s walls clench around Derek’s cock.
Derek then starts to move, pulling out a tiny bit before pushing back in. “Fuuuck!” Avery moans, his hips jerking forward as if to take even more of the cock. Derek settles for a slow pace at first, but speeds up, going quicker and deeper until he finds the spot that makes Avery see stars. He keeps hitting that spot over and over again, while whispering sweet nothings into the guys ear. Avery’s sounds fill the room and Derek wishes he can treasure these little moans forever.
Derek feels himself getting close and he knows Avery is too. His thrusts get uncoordinated and he feels the heat pool in his crotch. Avery comes first, while moaning Derek’s name, white strings of cum landing on Derek’s and his chests. “What a good boy you are.” Derek mumbles before thrusting deeply one last time and cuming inside of Avery.
He collapses next to Avery, panting heavily, his skin sweaty. After a couple of minutes he lifts his head and looks up at Avery. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” He mumbles with that tired voice of his. Avery nods and Derek pulls out, making Avery let out a tiny whine, before getting up.
They step into the shower where Derek washes off the sweat and cum off of Avery, before wrapping his lover in a towel. “Just wait for a moment.” He says, sitting the tired Avery on to the toilet. His eyes close and he leans his head against the wall while Derek cleans himself up.
Derek then helps Avery put on some fresh clothes and pulls his black hoodie with the golden accents he had brought over. Avery takes a deep breath of Derek’s scent and lets out a small content sigh, before laying down in bed.
Derek quickly puts on some clothes and falls into the bed next to Avery, who instantly snuggles against him.
It doesn’t take long until both of them are asleep.