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leaving him. Xander rolled him, putting him on his back as the vein following continued farther up his arm.
    "So hot. Your tongue is so hot." And Cameron was so hard he hurt.
    "You taste great." More licking teased his skin, Xander's tongue like magic.
    "Thank you. Please, don't stop."
    "No, not going to stop. God, not going to stop." It felt so good, hearing Xander's need.
    The man followed his veins up over his bicep to his shoulder. His skin goosepimpled, his entire world completely focused on that touch. Along his collarbone and to his throat, Xander seemed determined to taste every part of him.
    Soon Cameron wasn't even thinking. He was simply a ball of sensation, of pleasure.
    The warm fingers slid over him from his waist down, the hot tongue everywhere else. He groaned softly, twisted on the bed. Xander touched the tip of his nipple with that hot tongue. He arched, chest pushed into Xander's lips. The tip of Xander's tongue slid back and forth across his nipple, the sensation building and building. His hips were moving in time, bucking quickly against Xander.
    "Sweet, needy man." Xander moved to his other nipple, worked it just like the first one.
    Was he sweet? He'd been called depressed, angry, bitter. Desperat... "Oh. Oh, please."
    Xander let his nipple go and slowly, so damn slowly, worked his way down. One of his legs cocked, bent as he spread himself. Xander's chuckle tickled his belly, then the man's tongue circled his navel before fucking the little indentation. His own laughter bubbled out of him.
    He could feel Xander's smile against his skin, then that magical tongue was working its way farther down.
    "Oh..." He reached down, needing to keep their connection.
    Xander nuzzled his hand and then licked, very briefly, the tip of his cock. Cameron gasped, the heat flaring, then disappearing, leaving a cold sensation. Xander didn't go immediately back to it, instead, that hot tongue slid over to his right hip. His eyes were closed, and he focused on the heat, the slick. The pleasure.
    Humming, Xander sent sensation shooting over his hip, teeth and lips and tongue playing him.
    "So good. So good, thank you."
    "Shh. Just feel." Xander sucked at Cameron’s skin, pulling it between his lips, then releasing it and licking closer to Cameron's prick.
    The sheets were so soft under his bare ass. His skin was awake, alive. His cock was bypassed, Xander moving to nose at his balls, lick them so gently.
    "Xander..." He spread, tears in his eyes. So intimate.
    One of his balls was taken into Xander's mouth. It was so hot, so unbelievably good.
    "Oh, God. Oh, God." He whispered the words, over and over, like a prayer.
    The sensations in his ball slid through his prick and up along his spine. Then Xander let his ball go and took in the other one.
    "Going to come. Please. Going to." That pressure was amazing, perfect.
    Xander let his other ball go and shifted. "Okay." Then, without warning, Xander took his cock in.
    He sat up, a sharp cry leaving him, seed spraying from him like he was a teenager. Xander swallowed him down, throat squeezing around the tip of his cock.
    "Oh, God. Yes..." Cam shuddered with every swallow.
    Xander kept sucking, even when he was done, pulling out little aftershocks and cleaning him.
    "Th...thank you. Oh, God. So good."
    "You taste great." Xander slid up along his body, sharing his own taste with him in a kiss.
    "Thank you." He scooted closer, hands moving over Xander's body.
    A low moan sounded, Xander the noise wanton.
    "How do you want me?" he asked.
    "I want you."
    "I'm right here."
    "I know. I should finish what I started first." Xander began to slide back down his body.
    "Xander?" Finish? Finish what?
    "Right here, Cameron." Xander pushed his legs apart and kissed his inner thigh.
    "But... Oh. So soft." The caress made his breath hitch.
    "You are." Xander licked and then kissed again.
    "I thought you wanted inside me..."
    "Eventually. I need to finish tasting you first."
    "Tasting me? Do I