In the Dreams of Secret Stars
lady_krysis (saekhwa)
Summary:
Hugo keeps reaching for what he can't have.
Notes:
Title taken from a line in Nikos Violaris' poem "Night Does Not Fall."
[...] "Feel good?" Hugo laughs as he sinks to the floor between Odin's legs.
"The fuck?"
Hugo pulls his hand out and hooks his fingers into the waistband of Odin's jeans and underwear. "Maybe later." He knows it'll never happen, but his dick is hard regardless. "Lift your hips."
Odin presses a hand to his forehead like he's coming down off his high. "You gonna blow me?"
Hugo puts his face in Odin's crotch, rubbing his nose over the thick curve of Odin's cock and then his mouth until the fabric is damp from his spit and Odin is shuddering again. "Yes."
After that, it's easy enough to get Odin to lift his hips so Hugo can get his jeans and underwear bunched around his ankles. Hugo scoots closer, shoving Odin's legs as far apart as they'll go and stares at the hard length of Odin's cock, his mouth watering for it. Good to know Odin's not too high to get it up.
"Go on then," Odin says with a slow roll of his hips. "Suck it."
