CONTENT WARNING
Explicit Sexual Content | Smut | Dirty Talk | Oral sex
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When he opens his eyes to the ceiling, Barcode is still immersed in the best orgasm he's ever had. It takes a few minutes for him to look down and realize Jeff is not there. He then sits up in bed and finds him lying on the floor, arms and legs splayed out in a fascinating mess.
Barcode's eyes are quickly drawn to his crotch. The tight jeans, which in itself is something so sexy, are open. He can see his white underwear underneath, damp, Jeff's cock clearly hard. Biting his lip at the sight, Barcode is sure he can get an erection again just looking at him like that.
Jeff smiles slightly, eyes small as he looks Barcode's way, lips swollen, red and inviting. He starts to push his own jeans down, but the younger man stops him by getting off the bed and getting on his knees beside him.
"I think it's my turn." Barcode suggests.
Jeff laughs lazily, moving his hands from himself to go straight to the back of his neck.
"Come here first." Jeff's voice is low and husky as he pulls Barcode close.
The kiss is as fierce as always and he can taste himself in the other's mouth. Barcode crosses one leg over his body and sits right on his erection. Jeff's reaction is exactly what he's expecting when he moans into the kiss.
"Don't do this to me." Jeff whimpers as he bites his lip.
With a smile, Barcode kisses him harder as he rubs his hips against the other's. It doesn't take long for him to feel Jeff's hands on his ass, grabbing hard.
"Can we do it today?" Barcode asks in a whisper, but Jeff shakes his head. "Please, Phi." Another whimper. "I'm so ready."
One of his hands comes up to Barcode's face and Jeff pulls away from the kiss, caressing his lower lip with his thumb.
"I won't last long," he begins, his eyes glued to Barcode's mouth, "but I'd like to have that mouth of yours."
The way Jeff looks at him makes his cock come to life again. Sometimes he feels like he could stay there forever if the other wanted to. Barcode tilts his face slightly until he can get Jeff's finger into his mouth, sucking hard and letting go with a popping sound. Jeff's expression is something that he will keep in his memory forever.
Barcode goes down until he's level with Jeff's hips. He's never done this before, but just seeing his cock so close through the dampness of his boxers makes him lick his lips.
He slowly pulls his jeans down, just enough for the tip to be free, experimentally twirling his tongue around it. With his eyes alternating between Jeff's and what he's doing, he then licks him over the fabric. Jeff squirms at that and he hasn't even started yet.
Barcode mouths him slowly and carefully over his underwear, getting the fabric even damper. Jeff continues to writhe until Barcode finally gets rid of the fabric, revealing his glorious rigid length.
The younger man holds him tightly, attentive to Jeff's every reaction. And it's been a while since he's noticed Jeff's obsession with his mouth, so he takes advantage of that and very slowly licks the tip of his cock before leaving a wet, open-lipped kiss.
Jeff has his mouth open and lets out the sweetest moan he's ever heard. Only then does Barcode glide his lips around him, careful to cover his teeth.
At first Barcode does everything a little slowly, even though what he hears from Jeff doesn't tell him he's doing too bad. And as he is a fast learner, soon he's sucking more willingly, managing to divide his attention between his work and Jeff's reactions.
Jeff moves his hips minimally, which helps, but Barcode notices that he's controlling himself not to thrust into his mouth, so Barcode decides to be the one offering something to Jeff this time and moans around him as he enjoys the feel of his cock sliding down his throat, just once.
"Like that, Code. Yeah." He moans deliriously, his voice still a little hoarse and in such a delightful tone that Barcode shivers all over.
The hand wrapped around Jeff works non stop as he bobs his head. Barcode is hard again, so he uses his other hand on himself. Then he removes his hand and experimentally takes him deep in the throat a few more times. He's so focused on his tasks that he's a little surprised when he has his face pulled away by the chin not long after.
Barcode watches when Jeff wraps his own hand around himself as his body writhes and jerks and the sight of him coming is so captivating that Barcode feels his insides clench again. He speeds up the movements around himself, making little desperate noises that mix with Jeff's own moaning. He comes again soon after, his own fluid mixing with his.
Sprawled out on the floor again, Jeff chuckles with his eyes closed. Barcode doesn't take long to join him, laying down on his outstretched arm.
"I told you I wouldn't last long." Jeff says, panting heavily.
They turn their faces to look at each other closely, reveling in the afterglow. Barcode has always found his Phi gorgeous, but he particularly likes the idea that the beauty he beholds there is something not everyone can see.
"Was I too bad?" He asks softly.
Jeff lets out a rather loud, surprised laugh, raising his eyebrows in an indignant expression.
"What?" Jeff raises his head a little to look at him better. "Are you crazy? It was amazing." Still chuckling, he pecks Barcode's red, abused lips. "I was holding back, trust me."
Barcode bites his lip in a half smile and nods, pulling his face close for another lingering peck. When he leans slightly over Jeff, it ends up becoming another kiss, this time lazy, languid and lingering until Barcode's lips slip from his when he lies on his shoulder again.
"How about a shower?" Barcode hears Jeff say after a moment of silence.
He doesn't need to answer as he starts to get up. Jeff smiles blissfully as he gets rid of his own clothes while still lying on the floor.
"Phi wants to go first?" Barcode suggests as he jumps to his feet, holding out his hands to help him up.
The older man accepts the help and, already standing, does not let go of Barcode's hand as he walks to the bathroom.
"Come with me." The request is simple.
Barcode accompanies him in silence. Jeff turns on the shower and shivers as the water runs down cold, making him laugh. When they feel the water getting warm and the steam takes over the bathroom, Barcode has all of Jeff's attention.
"All good?" Jeff asks, pulling him close.
The younger man nods and closes his eyes as he is guided under the water that runs down at the right temperature. A sigh leaves his lips that are soon covered by Jeff's. As much as they've done other things and have just had sex, that's the most intimate situation Barcode has ever been in with anyone.
As he moves away, Jeff reaches for the soap and starts to clean Barcode, attentive and careful as ever. A chuckle escapes Barcode's lips and it draws Jeff's attention.
"Does P'Jeff always wash up the people he has sex with?"
From attentive, Jeff's expression changes to suspicious and then he has an amused look.
"Only the ones that are really stinky and are going to sleep with me."
"Oi!" Barcode's reaction is to slap Jeff's arm.
Both break into a drowsy laugh. He approaches again and takes the older one by the face with both hands, firmly joining their lips before looking at him closely.
"Thanks." He says tenderly.
Jeff smiles softly, shaking his head lightly as if to say he doesn't need to be thanked.
They take their showers and at some point another subject comes up. They don't take long because the weariness of the day hits and it's evident in their eyes. By the time Jeff comes out of the bathroom, Barcode is already struggling to keep his eyes open, tucked under the duvet.
Tonight Barcode allows himself to be hugged by the older man to fall asleep, even though he has made it clear that Jeff is at risk of being kicked in the middle of the night. The older man doesn't seem to mind, so it's not Barcode who's going to argue, content to get some more affection for the night.