"Mmm." Elliot moaned into Jonah's neck, kissing him up and down.
Jonah traced Elliot's jaw with his tongue before diving back into his boyfriends mouth. The two moaned and grinded as Jonah felt himself become growing hard. He pulled away from Elliot to his side. He lowered down to his knees and pulled Elliot's pants down around his ankles and pulled his cheeks apart, exposing the pretty pink puckered hole looking at him like it was starving for his cock.
"Fuck." Jonah growled as he spit into it, massaging it in with his finger.
Elliot moaned, the pleasure expanding. Jonah dug in. His tongue punching through Elliot with ease. Elliot's ass was begging to be eaten. Jonah ate away. Pouring his saliva into the canal as he used his fingers to assist in the stretching of the tight aperture.
"Oh god." Elliot moaned, his legs and knees shaking as he struggled to keep them up.
Jonah paused and pulled off his pants. His erect cock slapping against his stomach. He gave it a few tugs before continuing his work on Elliot's ass. Elliot writhed his face contorted in pleasure.
"Please Jonah." Elliot let out in a strangled voice.
"Patience." Jonah muttered before he continued.
Jonah had also been horny. Horny and stressed. This whole hospital issue had clouded his mind. He needed a release. He was already close, about to blow. He knew he would not last long. He stood up, dropping his pants, and pressed his cockhead into Elliot's hole.
Elliot tried to turn around and get on his knees but Jonah pushed him back down
"I can not wait, I need this hole now." He growled, demand in his tone.
Elliot was more than happy to skip to the main event. Jonah pulled back and pushed farther in again. His tip slid in with ease. "That is it baby." There was some resistance as Elliot was tight and Jonah was a bit dry, but Jonah pushed in steadily and softly. Elliot winced from the friction. Jonah spat a glob of saliva down on his cock as he inched in more and more. "Shhh. It is okay sugar, it is okay. I am almost in."
Elliot moaned as Jonah slipped in, inch by inch until he could feel Elliot's pubes brush against his cheeks and balls rest against the back of his thighs. They both shuddered as Jonah bottomed out in Elliot's sweet tightness.
"Fuck..." They both breathed out together.
Jonah pulled out a few inches, then sunk back in. He repeated the motion until he built up a nice rhythm. Jonah increased the pace he pushed Elliot into the bed harder. One hand on this neck, holding him in place, the other on Elliot's thigh to help him guide the faster, rougher rhythm.
"Oh fuck Elliot, it feels so good." He said, face pressed up against the glass. Jonah squeezed lightly, choking Elliot. Elliot gripped the sheets as Jonah fucked him into the bed.
"Fuck it feels so good." Jonah clapped his thighs against Elliot's ass over and over, sending ripples across his cheeks.
"Fuuuuck..." Jonah moaned, his head rolling back. Eyes crossing in pleasure. "I am not gonna last long, I am already close." Jonah told him.
"Fuck me harder." Was Elliot's response.
Jonah's response was to choke Elliot lightly and slam into him. He fucked him so hard he was afraid he would break the bed. He thought it would be worth it.
"Fuck babe." Elliot wailed.
Jonah could not hold back; hearing Elliot moan out loud sent him over the edge. He pushed all the way to the base one last time, sending his cum deep into Elliot's guts.
"Fuck. I love you baby." He leaned down and kissed Elliot who was panting heavily
"Did you cum?" Jonah asked. He wanted to make sure Elliot got his too.
"Yes actually." Elliot looked down to the his chest and the sheets that now had a few squirts of his cum on it.
"Good." Jonah squatted down and cleaned the mess up with his tongue. Grabbing a handful of Elliot's ass to steady himself.
"That is strangely hot." Elliot remarked.
***
The phone rang, its shrill tone cutting through the tense silence of Victor's Car. He glanced at the caller ID, a flicker of annoyance crossing his face. It was Lila. He answered, his voice clipped.
"What is it, Lila?" he asked, his patience wearing thin. "I hope it's good news about the camera or I best end this call now." Victor said.
"Victor," Lila's voice trembled, a mix of anger and fear. "What did you do?"
"What did I do?" Victor asked, his brow furrowed in confusion. "What are you talking about?"
"Do not play dumb with me," Lila snapped, her voice rising. "Things are escalating. Clara is looking at me strangely. I can feel it. She is suspicious."
"Suspicious of what, exactly?" Victor asked, his voice calm, though a knot of unease tightened in his stomach.
"I do not know exactly," Lila admitted, her voice strained. "But we had a conversation last night and she mentioned Jonah's blackmail. I tried to throw it off, that I did not know him and he is a stranger."
Victor pressed, his voice sharp. "Have you said anything? Done anything to raise suspicion?"
"No!" Lila exclaimed, her voice frantic. "I have been careful. But it does not matter. She is closing in, I can feel it."
"And there is no way it would have escalated this fast if you did not have a hand in it. So what did you do Victor?" She asked again
Victor sighed, his frustration mounting. "Lila, you are being paranoid. I have not done anything. The cameras are still down, remember? I have been kind enough to give you time. And you were not supposed to question me. You were supposed to fix the camera."
"That is not the point!" Lila cried, her voice cracking. "I can not take this anymore, Victor. "
"Oh you will Lila. You know what happens if you do otherwise." Victor warned his voice menacing."There is no 'out,' Lila. Until the plan is completed."