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"What's going on with you?" Steve's voice snapped Javier out of his obscene thoughts. He flicked the end of his cigarette out the window. "M'fine." He wasn't lying, well not fully. He was horny as hell but generally was fine. Javier thinks he's smoked the entirety of his new pack of cigarettes on this short car ride alone trying to distract himself from the thoughts swarming inside his head. It wasn't working. He knows he shouldn't find his partner choking, damn near killing a man, attractive. He knows his thoughts shouldn't be constantly thinking about sucking the other man's dick. He tried to make himself believe it was due to having no sex for a while but he couldn't kid himself. He found Steve instantly attractive since he first shook his hand, this was just the first time he's felt lust this intense for him and maybe anyone. He's been half hard since he saw Steve threatening La Paisa. He knew it wasn't believable but he was too horny to care all he wanted was to get back to his apartment and fuck into his hand, most likely thinking about Steve.
Javier zoned back out as Steve hummed in reply to his answer, sounding unconvinced but not pushing it. Javier's thoughts began getting plagued with imagining him and Steve in all kinds of scenarios. Most with him on his knees in front of him as Steve fucks into his throat, not allowing him to catch a breath. One scenario that got him however was where Steve was fucking into him, spewing dirty thoughts into his ear, his hand came up squeezing tightly around his neck. He became so aroused he didn't even notice the car had stopped moving.
He ripped himself out of his fantasies. Turning to look at Steve who was staring straight at him with a bewildered expression on his face. "Fuck's wrong with you Javi?" Javier stared at him for a moment trying to clear the fog in his head "I uh-what?" Steve's eyes turned softer and less harsh than before, resting a hand on Javier's shoulder. Which Javier thought would burn a hole through his shirt, he fought the urge to flinch away. "You haven't said anythin' since we intercepted La Paisa and you've been chain smokin'" he said pointing to his cigarettes, Javier followed his finger, realizing the new pack was almost done. He cleared his throat, "Sorry been uh distracted." He looked over at Steve regretting it instantly. He didn't usually look this good did he? His thighs looked thick, pushed against the seat, a hand still on the steering wheel. He swallowed. He hears Steve chuckle, one that he recognised from when he teases him. He looked up to his eyes with a frown.
"Yeah looks like you have" he laughed, nodding his head towards Javier's crotch. Clapping him hard on the shoulder. He looked down to see he was fully hard now. Shit. How had he not noticed? He tried to force a laugh with him. "Daydreamin' about one of your informants, huh?" Steve teased still laughing. Meirda what was he going to say? 'Actually Steve I was day dreaming about you fucking my face.' Javier didn't want to think about how that would go down. He huffed out a laugh "Yeah, sure." Wow way to go Javier, couldn't have been bit more convincing? He didn't miss how Steve frowned at him. "Seriously though, Javi. Was I too violent back there or somethin'?" Javier swallows, that's part of his problem he supposes. He wiped his hands of on his jeans "Never seen you get that riled up. But I've seen a lot worse, I'm fine. " Images flashes through his head of Steve choking the man, his words in broken Spanish. He swallows hard as he feels his cock twitch. Steve looks him up and down skeptically "Alright. You gonna deal with that?" He asks with snort, eyes lingering a little longer than needed at the large bulge imprisoned in Javi's tight jeans. Javier's brain decided to be stupid, not allowing him to think before he heard his voice say the words "Well if you're offerin' Murphy." He immediately regrets the words, fighting the urge to bolt out the door. He watches Steve's reaction noticing how he flushed, eyes widening before darting down to his crotch and licking his lips. "I-uh-shit." Steve fumbled out. Javier chuckled, although it sounded choked and forced "Such a way with words, as always." Steve frowned "Shit Steve, just forget about this. M'not thinking straight."
"How can I help?" Steve asked. Javier thought his heart just stopped. Surely he was still daydreaming. "S-seriously?" Javier swallowed when Steve nodded, choking out a broken "Yes, been thinking about it for a while.". It was now Javier's turn to nod, giddy with excitement. "Okay, okay. Get in the back." They both scramble out of the car, re-entering the back of the car. "I really wanna suck you right now." Javier blurted out. Steve's pupils burst wide as he swallowed and nodded, "Please. Thought I was meant to be helping you out?'' Javier unbuttoned his shirt, moving to a comfortable position beside Steve. "Later." Steve brought up a hand, pushing his shirt to the side, pressing a palm against his skin.
He brought the palm up to his pec, skimming his nipple with a thumb before bringing the hand to Javier's hip. "Fuckin' beautiful, Jav" Javier blushed and scoffed. He's never been called beautiful before, handsome sure but not beautiful. He wasn't sure if it was the praise or Steve's voice but he felt his body practically glowing. He reached his hands down undoing Steve's zipper, the sound loud in the car. He pulled out his half-hard cock, his mouth watering, he licked his lips. Looking up to get permission, Steve nods a glazed look in his eyes. Javier grins leaning down and taking Steve's head into his mouth, sucking lightly.
The noises that came out of Steve's mouth were pornographic and Javier couldn't hold back taking the younger man's entire length in his mouth, bobbing up and down enthusiastically. Steve whined bringing a hand to Javier's head, resting it on his dark curls, guiding him. "Fuck. Fuck, Javi. So good." he grunted. Javier preened from the praise and began sucking harder than before "Ah shit you like that, huh?" he paused, gathering his breath "So good for me Javi. Fuckin' mouth is built for suckin' cock" Javier moaned around Steve's cock as a wave of arousal rushed through him almost painfully. He was harder than he's ever been. The vibrations from Javier's moan made Steve lose control, he thrusted up into Javier's mouth uncontrollably. He got snapped out of his trance when Javi choked releasing his hold on Steve's dick. "Shit Javi m'sorry" he panted. Javier wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "I want you to fuck my throat.".
Steve groaned, "You sure, Jav?" The idea of him fucking up into Javier's mouth too much to even imagine, the feeling of Javier choking around him, the sounds he'd make. Shit. "Never been more sure." he nodded. Javier brought his mouth back over his tip, licking the small amount of precum that formed. He looks up at Steve through his lashes, "Use me.". Steve groaned loudly and began thrusting slowly into Javier's mouth, moans falling out of his jaw slacked mouth. He brought down a hand curling it in Javiers hair, this time pulling the strands tight causing Javier to whimper around him.
He began thrusting hard and fast into Javier's mouth, relishing in how his throat would constrict around him. "Fuck Jhavi. You're so good at taking my cock." Javier whined against the cock assaulting his throat. Not before long Steve's thrusts began to slow and become more jerky, he was close. "Shit. Jhav. Gonna cum" He stilled completely in Javi's mouth "Where?" Javier pulled off to answer "In my mouth. Please." He brought his mouth back around Steve's leaking cock and began to suck hard. Steve came straight away, down his throat "Fuck Javi!" he moaned loudly. Javier sucked him through his orgasm, milking every last drop out of him.
He sat back up beside him, wiping his mouth. Waiting as Steve caught his breath. He looked over "Still needa' get off, huh?" he asked, noticing his large bulge still prominent in his jeans. Javi nodded "I wanna ride you." Steve chuckled "I'd love ya' too but imma need a while, I ain’t a teenager anymore." Javier shook his head, bringing himself closer. Placing a hand on Steve's thigh "No" He rubbed up and down his thigh "I want to ride your thigh" Steve gulped, licking his lips. "Shit that's hot. Go ahead man."
Javier moved straddling Steve's thigh, he instantly moaned at the much needed pressure he was already getting. He placed his hands on Steve's shoulders, allowing him the most movement. While Steve set his hands on Javi's hips. Steve tensed his leg, the movement causing Javier to moan and begin grinding his hips. "Shit Steve." he groaned, curling his hands in Steve's shirt as he got the friction he needed. "That's it darlin'. So fuckin' good. Keep riding my thigh like a good boy. Shit." Javier came right there and then at the praise and he must have shown that as Steve teased "Oh you really like that? Course you do. Jesus I could get hard again just by lookin' at ya. '' Javier noticed how his southern drawl got more pronounced as he got more aroused. He continued to grind himself into Steve's thigh, now moving with him. The friction of their jeans was perfect. He whimpers as Steve's hands begin pressing harder into his hip bones "Fuck look at you. Made to be cherished" Javier knows its post orgasm haze, I mean what else could it be? But that doesn't stop him from preening at the praise. He begins thrusting more into his leg, "Steve-fuck- so c-close." he moaned. Steve circles his thigh adding even more pressure to Javier's cock. "Cum. Show me how well my good boy can behave.".
Javier came hard, harder than he ever has. ‘My good boy’. Jesus was Steve trying to kill him? His legs shook with the intensity of the orgasm, his hips stuttering against Steve's thigh, breathing heavily into his neck. He brings his head up to look at Steve only to be locked in a bruising kiss. They broke apart, collapsing beside each other, the sound of panting filling the air. "That was really hot." Steve admitted after a while. Javier huffed out a laugh. "Did you-" Javier started, he really shouldn't ask this.
"Did you mean what you said?" He turned to Steve to grasp his reaction "I said a lot of things, Javi. Gonna have to specify." Javier sighed, clearing his throat "About uh- being made to be cherished." Steve turns to look at him with a serious look on his face. "Of course I did." He turned his whole body now, grasping Javi's hands in his own. "You are made to be cherished Javier whether you believe it or not." he takes a breath, closing his eyes before reopening them. "And I want to be the one to cherish you.". Javier's jaw dropped at the sincere look in Steve's eyes "Christ." Javier breathed out "Yeah I'd-I'd like that." He smiled shakily. They sat holding each other in silence, even with the random interruption of gunfire somewhere far away. It still felt like the most both men have been at peace.