Chapter Sixteen
Eagle
Eagle sucked in a sharp breath of air and made a sound into the kiss before pulling back to breathe. Link stood panting and Eagle collected soap on his own hands to transfer to Link’s body. He mapped every fucking inch of the man’s beautiful skin, trailing his fingers over each blemish he found. As soldiers, they had their share of battle scars.
He trailed his tongue over the eagle tattoo on Link’s left shoulder to where the wings trailed down the man’s arm, remembering the day Link had gotten it had been a fucking turn-on. Eagle licked and bit as he traced the ink with his mouth until Link dropped the soap and reached for him.
Link hissed and closed one soapy fist around Eagle’s dick.
Grunting, he pushed his cock through Link’s firm grip with a grinding thrust. He’d waited forever for Link’s touch like this. Dropping his head, he ran his mouth along the man’s shoulder where the water ran, washing away the soapy residue, and crowded the man’s back to the tile.
Eagle slid his hands down Link’s arms and curled his fingers into his, coupling their palms, and pressed both of Link’s hands above his head, letting the warm water wash the rest of the soap away.
Link’s head tipped up, throat exposed. “Nnnnh fuck, Eagle.” The man ground into him, slow and sensuous.
Eagle fused his mouth to Link’s throat, running his wet, unshaven face against the man’s skin before releasing him. With fumbling hands, Eagle reached for the condom and Link’s dropped from over his head to smooth over his shoulders.
With his teeth, he tore the condom open and rolled it on. It wasn’t easy because of the water, but he managed.
Moving in, Link went to capture his mouth again, but Eagle spun the man and pressed him against the tile. He held Link there with his whole body, linking their hands again, and then he lifted Link’s arms above his head once more and Link moaned.
Eagle knocked the man’s legs apart. Using his shoulder, he blocked the spray of warm water and smeared the lube on his dick. Leaning forward, he aimed his cock between Link’s cheeks and pressed a hand on the tile next to the man’s head.
“You good?” Eagle nosed into the hair at Link’s temple.
“Hurry.” Link shuddered and flattened his hands against the wall.
Eagle wasn’t going to rush this. Not for their first time. He was going to take it slow as long as he could, no matter how much Link tried to rush things.
Link panted with his cheek to the tile, fingers curling tightly around his, and Eagle bit the curve of Link’s ear, causing the man to shudder.
Guiding his dick to Link’s ass, he pressed against his entrance. Link’s hips undulated, trying to get him to hurry. Biting the meat of Link’s shoulder, Eagle pushed through the tight ring of resistance and his cock slipped inside.
“Fuck,” he muttered, laving at the skin near Link’s neck when the man’s tight ass clenched around him.
“Yes,” Link hissed, easing back, closing the separation between them. Link slowly took Eagle’s dick deep.
Sliding one of his arms around and up Link’s stomach, he bent his knees and cinched the man to him with a powerful grip, his hand splayed against Link’s chest. He pressed his palm on the back of Link’s hand where it lay pressed to the tile.
Rolling his hips, Eagle sank deeper, taking everything Link had to give. Link relaxed around him, panting, echoes of harsh gasps of air filling the shower. Water dripped along their bodies, slicking their skin and wetting their hair.
“Now,” Link moaned, his head falling forward.
Eagle didn’t wait, he pistoned into the man’s warmth and roamed his lips along Link’s shoulders.
“So fucking good, Link,” Eagle rasped, nosing into Link’s nape. It was better than good—it was mind-blowing.
“Ninh,” Link panted, grinding his hips back against him.
The water started to cool so Eagle flipped it off and their harsh breathing was amplified as the sound of trickling water filled the stall.
Link appeared done waiting and planted his free hand on the tile and shoved his ass back against Eagle, humping his dick until Eagle found himself following. Releasing his hold on Link, Eagle gripped both of Link’s hips and slammed in, setting up a hard rhythm. Link didn’t complain and spread his thighs so he could go deeper.
“Yeah, right there,” Link panted.
“Get your dick soaped up.”