summary: “Yusuf,” he murmurs against his ear, head buzzing with the flowery-spicy scent of Yusuf’s hair.
A content little hum rumbles through his beloved, but he doesn’t stir. Nicolo snakes an arm around his waist, splaying a possessive hand over his abdomen, cock pulsing at the muscles that ripple below his palm.
“Yusuf, my love,” he tries again, the strain of lust cutting through his whisper.
Yusuf hums again, and Nicolo gently presses his pelvis against Yusuf’s unclothed rear. The heat from Yusuf’s naked body already has Nicolo breaking a sweat, and the sensation of his prick pushing against firm muscle sends bolts of lightning up his rigid spine.
Nicolo exhales, vocal, fingers tensing, almost capitulating to his urge to reach lower when Yusuf’s breathing changes. He groans, seeking Nicolo’s hand for a reassuring squeeze before mumbling, “Nicolo?”
Alternatively: Nicolo is too aroused to fall asleep. Maybe Yusuf can help tire him out.
fill: "muse" joe/nicky, too horny to sleep
summary:
“Yusuf,” he murmurs against his ear, head buzzing with the flowery-spicy scent of Yusuf’s hair.
A content little hum rumbles through his beloved, but he doesn’t stir. Nicolo snakes an arm around his waist, splaying a possessive hand over his abdomen, cock pulsing at the muscles that ripple below his palm.
“Yusuf, my love,” he tries again, the strain of lust cutting through his whisper.
Yusuf hums again, and Nicolo gently presses his pelvis against Yusuf’s unclothed rear. The heat from Yusuf’s naked body already has Nicolo breaking a sweat, and the sensation of his prick pushing against firm muscle sends bolts of lightning up his rigid spine.
Nicolo exhales, vocal, fingers tensing, almost capitulating to his urge to reach lower when Yusuf’s breathing changes. He groans, seeking Nicolo’s hand for a reassuring squeeze before mumbling, “Nicolo?”
Alternatively: Nicolo is too aroused to fall asleep. Maybe Yusuf can help tire him out.
link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27633950