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paralyzing him with a low-burning poison that’s shutting Ryan’s brain down.
    When Javier draws away, Ryan’s mouth is tingling and his eyelids are so heavy he can scarcely keep them open.
    “What was that?” Ryan asks, dizzily, because that wasn’t a you’re-nothing-but-my-sex-toy kiss. Ryan isn’t very experienced with kissing, but he can’t imagine kissing a casual lay like that.
    “I’m not going to fuck you, today,” Javier says, and Ryan blinks uncomprehendingly.
    “Huh…?”
    “You’ll be sore.”
    “Oh,” says Ryan, because Javier’s talking in a foreign language about not fucking Ryan, and Ryan doesn’t understand that. Even though he is sore. His ass feels bruised from the inside – a deep, pulsing bruise – but past the haze of sleepy lust Javier’s put him in, he’s still disappointed at the prospect of not having a dick in him, tonight.
    “I’m going to eat you out. And I’m going to make you love it.”
    “ Oh ,” Ryan repeats, because that – now, that’s a consolation prize he’s happy to win. They’re still not done talking, but… that can wait. For later.
    He lets Javier lead him up to bed, pausing for more of those heady kisses on the way. Ryan loses his shirt on the steps, and his jeans in the upstairs hallway, and his underwear upon entering the bedroom. Javier runs his hands all over Ryan, like he can’t help himself, like Ryan’s the only thing worth touching in the world. It’s so starkly different from how Javier’s ever touched him that Ryan begins to get nervous, but then Javier makes him forget that nervousness with yet another kiss.
    This is what Fiona saw in him , Ryan thinks, disconnectedly, before Javier makes him forget that, too.
    Javier never gets his clothes off, in spite of Ryan’s vaguely complaining noises. He just tilts Ryan backwards onto the bed, careful not to let Ryan fall, and climbs in after him. Ryan’s so out of it he can’t remember which way is up; his lips are sensitive and swollen and his lungs ache. He’s weak with desire, dazed with it, so much so that he can’t (doesn’t want to) resist when Javier urges him onto his belly.
    Ryan immediately parts his legs, some natural instinct making him do that, and Javier calls him a “good boy” again, petting him into a state of drowsy compliance. When Javier eventually lies down between Ryan’s spread thighs and holds Ryan’s ass open and licks , Ryan’s too far gone to do anything but lie there and twitch, heat sizzling up his nerves and shorting them out.
    Javier’s patient with him, licking and licking and licking at him until he’s readier than ready, until the valley of Ryan’s ass is a mess of cooling saliva, seeping into his hole and dripping down to his balls.
    Ryan’s never felt so exposed, back there, the ring of his anus licked raw to the point it’s practically unbearable. And yet that unbearableness doesn’t give Ryan the strength to cringe away or crawl away. He stays where he is, defenseless, moaning when Javier’s tongue finally breaches him, when it dips into him so delicately, so exquisitely that it makes Ryan shake.
    It’s like he’s going into shock, mind going numb and blank. He’s sweating so much, he can smell himself. Feverish, he twists slowly on the sheets, whining when Javier holds him still by his hips and keeps at it, keeps fucking Ryan with his tongue, deeper and deeper and deeper till Ryan’s sure there isn’t anything about him Javier doesn’t know, that Javier hasn’t learned from his body.
    There’s a constant, ragged sound in the background that he soon recognizes as his own voice, slurring words together, saying things that make no sense, asking Javier to stop never stop oh god oh please .
    When Ryan comes, it punches right through him like a wrecking ball. His vision literally goes black, his eyes rolling back in his head.
    Then, silence – filled with nothing but the sawing of his breath in and out of him. An all-encompassing