There's a brief moment of hesitation between considering whether this is going to be okay, whether it'll only end up with Joel in pain, but his husband is so insistent and hearing him say that--I want you in my mouth--sends a shudder through him that only seems to arouse Spencer even more. Joel doesn't need to say the dirty sorts of things Spencer miraculously manages to come up with here and there--'miraculously' because under no other circumstances with no other person would Spencer ever be able to do it, Joel is the only one who's ever brought out that side of him and it has everything to do with how comfortable Spencer is with him. With Joel, just one look is all he needs to bend to his husband's whim, and he knows that for the most part, Joel considers him to be the one who's unofficially in control when they're being intimate but as far as Spencer's concerned, it doesn't need to be one or the other.
They know each other better than anyone else, they trust each other so deeply that they move in harmony in practically everything they do. That's the most important thing to Spencer, that's one of the many things that shows him just how unique their relationship is because he knows that between many other couples, there's an invisible--or sometimes not so invisible--fight for control. Spencer's happy to let Joel do anything he wants to him because there's nothing to worry about, there's no concern that things might go too far or that Joel might want to subject him to something Spencer isn't comfortable with or unwilling to do. The first time he'd bent over the arm of the couch in the bookstore to let Joel fuck him with his tongue had come about because of the porn Joel had found on his computer; but there was no judgment, no shaming, and even though Spencer remembers his cheeks flaming with embarrassment, he hadn't been worried about what Joel might say about it. He needn't have anyway, as his husband had well proved.
Now, Joel's moving to get a good angle beneath him, and Spencer can't deny his husband when he's looking at him like this. Joel wants to do this, wants to take him in his mouth and return the pleasure that Spencer doesn't need returned but will happily take. "You want me?" he asks, pushing himself to his knees as he strokes himself, his eyes momentarily slipping shut as he thinks about what it'll feel like to be enveloped in the warm, wet heat of his husband's mouth. He shivers at the image, one that won't be just in his imagination for very long, as long as he makes absolutely certain that Joel isn't going to strain himself just for Spencer's sake.
"Promise me you're okay," he says, eyes fluttering open as their gazes lock. He knows what it looks like when his husband isn't being entirely forthcoming, though that doesn't happen often between them, and Spencer needs to hear it from Joel's lips before they wrap around his cock. He bites down on the inside of his cheek at the thought and lets out deep exhale before leaning down to press a kiss to Joel's cheek, his temple, his forehead. "I want you so badly, but I need to know that you're okay."
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They know each other better than anyone else, they trust each other so deeply that they move in harmony in practically everything they do. That's the most important thing to Spencer, that's one of the many things that shows him just how unique their relationship is because he knows that between many other couples, there's an invisible--or sometimes not so invisible--fight for control. Spencer's happy to let Joel do anything he wants to him because there's nothing to worry about, there's no concern that things might go too far or that Joel might want to subject him to something Spencer isn't comfortable with or unwilling to do. The first time he'd bent over the arm of the couch in the bookstore to let Joel fuck him with his tongue had come about because of the porn Joel had found on his computer; but there was no judgment, no shaming, and even though Spencer remembers his cheeks flaming with embarrassment, he hadn't been worried about what Joel might say about it. He needn't have anyway, as his husband had well proved.
Now, Joel's moving to get a good angle beneath him, and Spencer can't deny his husband when he's looking at him like this. Joel wants to do this, wants to take him in his mouth and return the pleasure that Spencer doesn't need returned but will happily take. "You want me?" he asks, pushing himself to his knees as he strokes himself, his eyes momentarily slipping shut as he thinks about what it'll feel like to be enveloped in the warm, wet heat of his husband's mouth. He shivers at the image, one that won't be just in his imagination for very long, as long as he makes absolutely certain that Joel isn't going to strain himself just for Spencer's sake.
"Promise me you're okay," he says, eyes fluttering open as their gazes lock. He knows what it looks like when his husband isn't being entirely forthcoming, though that doesn't happen often between them, and Spencer needs to hear it from Joel's lips before they wrap around his cock. He bites down on the inside of his cheek at the thought and lets out deep exhale before leaning down to press a kiss to Joel's cheek, his temple, his forehead. "I want you so badly, but I need to know that you're okay."