#mulledwin

But he was very much real, his delicate fingers unclasping Edwin’s belt and unzipping the cargo pants that Dorian constantly begged him to replace with something less hideous. (Garish, he’d called them. Edwin had flipped him off, taken off his pants, and put on another identical pair of cargo pants. Mullein had laughed so hard that he couldn’t stop hiccupping for an hour.)

“I told you I have been wanting to do this since I first saw this truck,” Mullein continued, and Edwin lifted his hips to allow him to pull his pants and boxers down to his knees.

Edwin shivered at the brush of fingertips along his sides. “And I’ve told you how ridiculous that is,” he chastised, though the lopsided grin poking through his beard betrayed his affection, and the involuntary gasp he let out when hot breath met his frost-chilled skin betrayed even more.

“Ridiculous, hm?” Mullein rested his hands on Edwin’s thighs, gently pushing them apart. He placed a soft kiss on Edwin’s left knee, then another just a little bit higher. “And yet, here you are, letting me suck your cock in here anyway.”

A jolt of heat spread through Edwin’s body as Mullein’s lips closed in on a spot so near where he wanted them and sucked hard, pinching Edwin’s thigh between his teeth and running his tongue over the bruise he’d surely left. Edwin wasn’t sure what noise he’d made, but it was enough to make Mullein pull away and giggle as he inspected his handiwork.

He reached down to carefully pull the hairtie from Mullein’s ponytail. The slight tug made him groan, and Edwin tried not to get distracted by it. He could easily grab his scalp in both hands and yank him forward, take control, use Mullein’s mouth however he liked. Mullein would love that, he knew. The image of it was enticing enough to make Edwin briefly hesitate.

But that wasn’t his plan this time. Instead, he let Mullein’s hair fall over his shoulders and down his back. His thick, calloused fingers carded through dark strands with a tenderness they often kept out of these affairs in favor of lustful ferocity. Green eyes widened and met his, questioning. Edwin hoped the fondness in his gaze served as an answer.