Bullet Between The Teeth | By : Noctivagus Category: +A through F > Devil May Cry Views: 1692 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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<i>Tony/Grue: Oral sex, why do you look so young, why do you feel so old?</i>
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The kid drank like he fought: Too much, too hard, and far too well for his age.
Grue was used to being upstaged by now and didn't take exception. But there was gifted and then there was just plain bizarre. Tony was on his third bottle of grain alcohol, hardly using the shot glasses anymore. The stuff was a hundred fucking proof and illegal in most states, including this one. The kid claimed it was the only thing that really gave him a buzz anymore.
In Grue's opinion, he'd gone past "buzzed" and right around the bend towards "shitfaced". But maybe Grue couldn't throw stones. After all, Tony had been drunk enough to offer the blow job - but Grue had been drunk enough to call his bluff.
At least, he'd thought it was a bluff. He started to doubt that when Tony gave him a wry half smile (that later, Grue would think was a little too sharp), walked over, dropped to his knees and clumsily started unbuckling the older man's belt.
There were a few long moments during which Grue could have called it off, laugh like he'd only been kidding. He spent those moments contemplating his total lack of desire to do so. Probably something bad about that, as bad as all those idle times he'd spent watching the kid wrap his lips around the damp mouth of a beer bottle and feeling his cock twitch. Grue had done too much dirt in his time to claim virtue now, and he'd never been a moral drunk, if there was such a thing.
Unsurprisingly, the kid gave head like he did everything else. He didn't tease and he didn't hesitate, just took Grue all in, as much as he could fit without using his throat yet. His tongue curled around the head of Grue's cock, rubbing wetly at the sensitive spot just under the ridge, and Grue dug his nails into his thighs. It didn't take him long at all to get hard, and Tony easily adjusted to the greater size like he'd been doing this all his life, no scrape of teeth or indecision, sucking firmly now, long, rough fingers stroking what his mouth couldn't reach. Grue pressed his back into couch behind him, setting his teeth, trying not to groan aloud, though he didn't know why he bothered. Wasn't like the kid didn't know he was good. Probably knew how he looked, too, smooth pink lips stretched wide, the expression on his too-pretty face focused, like he was hungry for it. Pale eyes flicked up, almost analytical in the way they studied Grue, before Tony opened his throat.
It was all Grue could do not to throw his head back and probably slam it into the wall behind him. Holy fuck, holy god. The kid's mouth was scorching hot, his tongue winding and his throat tight and flexing around every inch of flesh as he swallowed hard. And Grue's hand was moving all on its own, reaching for silver hair, gripping it tight and rocking his hips up. The kid didn't gag, didn't protest, only moaned, low and vibrating like a whore, and maybe he'd once been one. Grue would have believed anything to make this something other than what it was, him fucking the throat of a kid barely older than his own daughters and loving it, god help him, loving the sound of Tony breathing noisily through his nose as he moved into Grue's short thrusts, the wet slide of his cock in that eager mouth, the way the kid sank his fingers into Grue's hips as if holding on for dear life.
Coming as soon and as forcefully as he did shouldn't have caught Grue off guard, but it did anyway, the only warning he could give Tony a violent yank upwards on his hair, but the kid didn't follow it, didn't want to move away, so fine. Grue grunted between his teeth, fighting hard not to buck and choke the kid as sheer pleasure blanked his mind and sizzled along what felt like every nerve ending he had. It had been too long, or maybe Tony was just that good.
Tony's throat worked, accepting every drop, drawing out the sensations until Grue was too sensitive to stand it anymore and gave the kid's head another tug, more gently this time.
Tony pulled off him and sat back on the floor in a half-sprawl, wiping his chin with the back of his hand, tongue running over his damp lips. His mouth quirked in a smile, his strange pale eyes steady on Grue's. Grue looked back at him, still panting as he zipped up his pants, buckled his belt. A face that young should never have had eyes like that, clear and calm and knowing, challenging, because he always thought he could take it no matter what it was.
Grue hoped like all hell that worse things than him never took the kid up on that dare.
"'Nother round?" Tony asked, nodding at the nearby coffee table and the mess of shot glasses and vodka bottles on it, casual, gaze never wavering. One old man to another.
Grue swallowed hard, and after a moment, he nodded. "Yeah."
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