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"Such a good boy, Stan," Xeno hummed as he dragged his finger through Stanley's hair.
Stanley shuddered and gave an appreciative suck to the cock in his mouth, the praise electrifying every single muscle, the soft fingers carding through his hair, making his body melt.
They'd been at this for hours now, Xeno's dick felt heavenly in Stanley's mouth as he continued to kneel between Xeno's thighs. Firmly seated and completely naked on the cushion beneath Xeno's work desk. They'd both been pent up when Xeno got home, only to announce to Stanley that he had a work call in a few hours and a project proposal to finish before then.
No time for sex, which was frankly criminal.
So, a solution was quickly devised that satisfied both them and Xeno's fuckass bosses, and it was a solution Stanley was more than happy to lend a hand with, or in this case, his mouth.
Stanley loved having things in his mouth. Xeno called it an 'oral fixation,' and he was probably right, but fuck did it itch some part in his brain that made him feel really damn good. When he was a kid, it was lollipops, then he grew up, and he turned to cigarettes. But there was one thing he loved in his mouth more than cigs, and that was Xeno.
His lips on Stanley were fantastic, and his tongue sliding against Stanley's was delicious, but nothing beat the feeling of Xeno's cock sliding in and out of his mouth.
It was so fucking delicious, the heat and weight, the feelings of the skin, and the tinge of salty sweat made it taste divine that he could keep Xeno's cock in his mouth for hours on end if the man let him.
And tonight he'd gotten his wish.
For the past three hours, Stanley had been in heaven. His head resting on Xeno's pale, soft thigh as he wrapped his lips around Xeno's cock to the base. At first he'd sucked Xeno off, bobbing his head over and over, licking, sucking, and swallowing untill Xeno's cum filled his mouth and slid down his throat. And then, when he'd usually pull off and drag his tongue across the rest of his body, he simply… didn't.
He kept half of Xeno's softening dick in his mouth as he rolled the remnants of Xeno's first orgasm on his tongue, feeling the bitter taste and smooth viscous texture. Slowly, once he was satisfied, and the rest of Xeno's erection faded, he swallowed the rest of his cum down and slid the rest of Xeno's dick back into his mouth.
After that, for the next thirty minutes, he simply sat there in utter bliss. Something about the feeling of Xeno's cock resting in his mouth made his head deliciously fuzzy and his dick hard as fuck. It was relaxing, way more than some fucking massage as he gave the occasional lazy suck to the organ and idly ran his tongue around the underside of the length.
Xeno wasn't shy about his appreciation either, running his hands through his hair and telling him how much he enjoyed Stanley's performance.
Stanley wasn't sure how much time had passed by the point he'd patiently sucked three more orgasms from Xeno's cock, but he knew that their arrangement was coming to an end when he heard the video call ringing on the computer on the desk above him.
Fuck. Once Xeno was done with the work call, that meant he'd take his dick back from how long Stanley had been hogging it, but it also meant that his own weeping erection might finally get some attention. Fuuuck, he was some tempted to grab those milky thighs and dive down as hard and fast as he could, to drive Xeno insane with his mouth so every single one of his nerd coworkers would know just how fucking pretty Xeno could moan.
But he didn't, because he knew that despite how satisfying it would be in the moment, Xeno would be the one dealing with the consequences later.
So he, heh, held his tongue.
Which only made him even more surprised when he felt Xeno's fingers wrap into Stanley's hair and tug him back, and then sharply forward again as he answered the call. Stanley quickly realized exactly what Xeno wanted him to do, the kinky mother fucker, and who was Stanley to refuse if Xeno wanted to get a blow-job on a work call.
Stanley dragged himself back until he was halfway down Xeno's length before plunging himself back to the base, his lips dragging against the soft, burning flesh. His cock quickly stirred back to life, going from flaccid to rock hard rapidly as Stanley penetrated his own throat.
Stanley tilted his head and ran his tongue along the veins of Xeno's cock as they throbbed in his mouth. He could feel Xeno's heartbeat through his tongue and, as he swallowed around his tip, massaging the glans with the muscles of his throat, he felt Xeno's heart beat even faster.
"Are you feeling alright, Dr. Wingfeild?" some random nerd asked, his voice tinny through the speakers of Xeno's laptop, "You look a little flushed."
"Just some problems with the AC, continue," Xeno replied coolly, sounding completely unbothered by the throat-fucking he was getting right under the desk, and it only drove Stanley even wilder. He wanted to take Xeno apart; he wanted the man to scream his name and tell him how much he loved him and his mouth.
Stanley drew himself back until just Xeno's tip was in his mouth and swirled his tongue around it like a lollipop for a few moments before curling his tongue around the underside of his tip and using it to guide his cock back to where it was supposed to be, down Stanley's throat. He plunged Xeno's entire length as far down his throat as he could in a moment and moaned around his dick at the sensation, his own eyes rolling back in his head as he did.
Xeno's fingers tightened in his hair, his thighs trembling around his head as he heard Xeno and one of his coworkers get into a heated debate above him. But Stanley didn't give a shit; he set a brutal pace as he fucked Xeno with his mouth, determined to make the man cum just one more time.
"Dr. Wingfield," the nerd admonished him, "Do you really think such an insanely reckless proposal would even be effective? It will never work!"
"Perhaps," Xeno let out a breath that anyone else might think of as a sigh, but Stanley knew the man was doing his best to gasp for air as Stanley sucked his soul out through his cock. "But I suppose such assumptions are for… the more close-minded on our team… My calculations are more than sound; if you want to fact-check me, be my guest."
Stanley moaned around his cock again before swallowing and then humming once again to show Xeno exactly how hot Stanley thought he was, and it seemed that was what really threw Xeno over the ledge as he orgasmed straight down Stanley's throat as Xeno's boss told them both off. Stanley groaned at the sensation of Xeno's load sliding down his throat. It was much smaller than the first time he'd cum in his mouth that night, but that was to be expected at this point. Really, Stanley was just grateful that he wasn't shooting blanks.
"Dr. Wingfield, I ask you not to laugh," his boss replied.
"I apologize," Xeno's voice came out muffled, his hand likely over his mouth as placating fingers stroked through Stanley's hair, as Stanley gasped for breath, but I also want to point out it's nine pm at this point, so I'll be exiting the call now. I've presented what I've been required to, so if there are further questions, direct them to me in an email."
"Dr.-"
Stanley heard the sound of the video call hanging up just as Xeno's dick was once more removed from his mouth. Stanley groaned at the loss as Xeno's hands found his shoulders and pulled him from under the desk. Stanley's legs were sore despite the cushion, a soreness that came with staying in one position for hours on end, but it was a soreness he was familiar with as he forced his limbs into compliance.
"You are such a good boy, Stanley," Xeno praised him, running his hands down Stanley's jaw and face as he pressed a kiss to his lips. "So elegant for me, so much prettier with my cock in your mouth than those nasty poison sticks."
Fuck, Stanley was so hard right now, he'd been hard for the last few hours, and he was ready to burst just hearing Xeno praise him, just hearing how good he'd made Xeno feel.
Xeno kissed him over and over again as he led him to the bedroom, whispering sweet nothings and praise that made Stanley both want to rip his pants down and fuck him against the hallway's hardwood floor and get down on his knees and beg Xeno like a goddamn dog to suck him off just one more time. But he was being good, he was being as good as he could for Xeno, so he let the man take him to the bedroom and lay him down on the bed.
He watched in wrapt attention as Xeno stripped his clothes off and lay down next to him, completely naked. He groaned from the depths of his soul as Xeno's thin fingers wrapped around his dripping wet cock and began to stroke him.
"Such a good boy, Stanley," Xeno whispered into his ear as Stanley thrust in his fist desperately. "So perfect for me. I couldn't have asked for anyone better. You're so beautiful and eager to please. There isn't another person in the world I'd let do this for me, only you, Stanley."
"Fuck," Stanley moaned as he grabbed Xeno's hand and yanked it up and down his length as hard as he could as he continued to thrust. "Fuck Xeno."
"All mine," Xeno whispered into his ear, his tongue dragging across the shell of it. "And I'm all yours. Forever. Nobody can please me like you can, Stanley. You're so perfect, so elegant."
"X-Xe-" Stanley studdered as his orgasm finally washed over him, and his vision went entirely white. He felt his entire body shake apart in Xeno's arms as his cum shot out of him so hard he felt it pain his sternum. The sensations were so intense from the hours of edging that Stanley was convinced he actually lost consciousness for a few moments as, once his vision returned to him, he was met with the sight of Xeno licking Stanley's cum off his fingers.
Just the sight of it almost made Stanley hard again, but it would seem that, regardless of the fact that he'd only orgasmed once, he'd well and truly blown his entire load on that one shot.
"Thank you, Stanley," Xeno smiled down at him once he was done cleaning his hand, the curve of his grin not unlike a particularly satisfied cat once it had 'gotten the cream', which Xeno certainly had. "You're truly so accommodating to me."
"It's not-" Stanley gasped for air, his lungs expanding and deflating at a steady rate- "like it's a hardship. Fuck your hot Xe-"
Xeno laughed and, as if to prove his point, began licking Stanley's cum off the marine's chest. Stanley groaned again at that as he felt his cock start to twitch with interest once more.
"Objectively, I do believe you're the 'hotter' one in our relationship-"
"Fuck that, you're way prettier," Stanley replied.
"You're so sweet to me," Xeno smiled, and Stanley felt his entire body shudder at the attention.
Xeno wrapped his arms around Stanley's shoulders and laid back, dragging the man on top of him so that Stanley's head was lying directly over Xeno's heart, "You're so perfect, Stanley. My perfect, lovely husband."
Stanley curled himself around Xeno and, god, just being able to properly touch him now after all those hours was heavenly. His husband was an angel, and Stanley didn't care what anyone else said, what even Xeno said; he was perfect in every way, and Stanley was so glad to be able to call the man his.
"Do you want a bath?" Xeno asked, "Or I could massage your legs? I'm sure they're sore from kneeling for so long."
Stanley shuddered at the consideration. So perfect. His husband was so perfect for him.
"I just wanna hold you," Stanley buried his face in the crook of Xeno's neck. "I just… I just wanna hold you close and love you."
"So wonderful and perfect," Xeno hummed as he kissed him on the cheek, "I'm so lucky you're mine."
Stanley just hummed as he let his eyes flutter closed, every muscle in his body completely relaxed.