return_to_nola

Seth might spend too much time at Phoenix Effect looking at men. But if you looked at it another way, he was an excellent patron of local business. He was stopping by the coffee shop every day now, in late afternoons and early evenings, sipping smoothies and looking at the other customers.

On this particular afternoon, he was awarded by a very particular gift. When the man turned to face Seth’s vague direction, he raised his drink in a wave and a salute, giving him a smile. It was the kind of flirting someone could ignore if they were straight or married or busy, but it was clear enough, he figured, to capture any interested parties.

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nola_havok

Caleb was lost in it. His hands flowed over Seth's head and shoulders, fingers grazing his cheeks or the back of his neck. Just needing to touch him, to anchor himself. Seth was incredible, pulling low moans out of him, making his abs tighten, winding everything upward.

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nola_northstar

Seth loved those touches, telegraphing his approval with encouraging sounds, with increased pressure and speed. He would keep going until Caleb unwound completely; it was a pleasure getting to take him there.

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nola_havok

Caleb held on as long as he could, never wanting that slick, hot, too-good feeling to end, until he had to give in, his hand gripping the back of Seth's neck as he was brought to shuddering release.

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nola_northstar

That hand on the back of Seth’s neck was absurdly hot. Seth stayed in place and swallowed thickly, so pleased, so turned on. He patted Caleb’s thigh as he pulled back, wiped his mouth, looked up.

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nola_havok

"That was..." Caleb looked down at Seth until he couldn't stand not to be kissing him anymore, using the hand on the back of Seth's neck to urge him up. "You're amazing."

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nola_northstar

Yes, Caleb could move Seth around. Seth would allow it. He kissed back deeply, breathlessly, though he still had the wherewithal to reply "Thank you, I know."

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nola_havok

"It's infuriating how hot I find your ego." Caleb laughed against his mouth, kissing Seth again, and again, unable to get enough of this man. "Tell me what you want."

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nola_northstar

Seth chuckled, whenever he could bear to stop kissing. "Then you're the man I've been looking for. You don't want to take charge?" Seth didn't mind, but Caleb should have whatever he wanted today, and Seth was down for a lot, and he was so hard he might die.

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nola_havok

His hand trailed down Seth's chest as they kissed, skimming over his abdomen until he could loosely circle Seth's cock. "After what you just did, I think you should have whatever you believe would best show my gratitude." Caleb stroked him once--twice--long, slow movements meant to tease more than anything else. "And you're only going to boss me around anyway."

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nola_northstar

Seth shivered from those strokes, but Caleb's comments made him laugh outright. "It's like you know me."

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nola_havok

He was trying very, very hard not to say anything that might force Seth into awareness before he was ready, refusing to be that Summers, especially when it might interrupt an otherwise really good time. "Good intuition."

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nola_northstar

"What a talented man. I think you should get on your knees and return the favor. We'll save other things for next time." Yes, next time.

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nola_havok

Caleb did not let himself think about a next time, or about how pleased he might be by Seth mentioning one, because that way led to complications and madness. He would much rather be focusing on this: on firming up his strokes as he bent his head to kiss down Seth's chest, on dropping to his knees and mouthing across Seth's stomach because he couldn't get enough of the taste of his skin, on curling a hand around Seth's hip as he took him into his mouth.

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nola_northstar

Seth was very caught up in this. An ego was all well and good but sometimes feelings took over, and they were about to take over here; he groaned when Caleb’s mouth found him, settling a strong hand in Caleb’s hair. He was watching intently. “Fuck. Yes.”

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nola_havok

Caleb wasn't smooth or practiced, but he wasn't clueless; he knew what felt good, and he very much wanted to make Seth feel good. He pushed back gently against Seth's hand, letting him know it was okay if Seth wanted to guide him or, hell, get bossy, before starting up a steady, enthusiastic rhythm.

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nola_northstar

Seth found it hard to pass up a chance to guide someone, and he did just that, altering Caleb’s good baseline rhythm into one that worked a little better for him. He was breathing heavily; despite himself, his eyes fluttered shut.

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nola_havok

No one had ever had complaints about Caleb in bed because Caleb didn't let arrogance get in the way of figuring out what his partner wanted and giving it to them. So Caleb followed the rhythm Seth set, followed every sound or movement that meant yes, this, more, and slid his hand from Seth's hip to his ass.

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nola_northstar

Seth moaned appreciatively. He hasn’t quite lost the ability to speak, but he was impressed with Caleb; he felt amazing. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up.

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nola_havok

Caleb glanced up at Seth and felt a shiver up and down his spine. Seth was so fucking hot and it just spurred Caleb on, a little faster, a little rougher, hungry for it.

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nola_northstar

"Fuck, yes," Seth found himself saying, because that little extra roughness was exquisite, and he was close, now.

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nola_havok

Caleb didn't back off or slow down, fingers digging into Seth's ass to hold him there until he was finished.

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nola_northstar

Yes, that would work perfectly, and Seth was so pleased that Caleb had performed this well, but mostly Seth was lost in the moment as he came, swallowing the urge to exclaim in French for some reason, murmuring wordless pleasure instead.

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nola_havok

After he'd swallowed, after he'd let Seth slide from his mouth before everything became too sensitive, he took a moment to rest his forehead against Seth's hip, smiling a little as he caught his breath.

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nola_northstar

"Well, well, well." He patted Caleb's hair fondly. What a great afternoon.

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nola_havok

Caleb laughed a little as he stood, hands on Seth's hips for leverage (and, okay, because who wouldn't want to still be touching him?). "And I really thought I was just getting coffee today."