Sundown by Zyre

Riley wakes up to kisses sometimes. Never on his mouth, though. Always ghosting curiously over some part of his body. Yesterday it was his left side. He'd blinked awake to find Oz's mouth attached to his skin, leaving a cool, damp trail up and down his side.

Today, it's his leg. The covers had slipped off during the night, or maybe Oz'd just pushed them to the side. They had tumbled into bed hot from the shower the night before, completely drunk on each other, and Riley can feel Oz seeping into his veins again as he watches his lover trail wet kisses down the inside of his calf.

He doesn't move. He tried once, reached out for Oz to return the favor, and was met with an almost feral growl. He hasn't tried since, and he doesn't mind. He's content to watch.

Oz always puts on a good show.

He's reached Riley's ankle, and Riley can barely repress a shudder as Oz's agile tongue traces the bone lightly. He leaves a cool, wet trail behind, and looks up to meet Riley's eyes before blowing lightly on it.

Riley shivers and meets his lover's gaze evenly. Almost a challenge. Oz smirks and continues to lave his tongue over Riley's sensitive skin. He shifts a bit, his bare skin rasping against the sheets, and flickers his tongue over the arch of Riley's foot. It tickles and makes Riley's leg twitch, and he's thinking it may very well be one of the most arousing things Oz has ever done to him.

And then his big toe disappears into Oz's mouth. He's never felt anything quite like this. It's oddly exhilarating, and the rest of his toes curl in anticipation.

Oz grins as much as he's able, and Riley nearly loses his control with that. Such feral grace there. He groans as Oz suckles and wraps his tongue around the toe in his mouth. This should not be as arousing as it is, it really shouldn't.

Oz moves to another toe, his tongue flickering into the space between them as he does, eliciting a moan from Riley. Oz is so good with his mouth, able to draw everything Riley's ever believed out with his lips and teeth and tongue.

"Love you," Riley whispers in a half-choked voice. Oz smiles up at him, and then returns to the task at hand, placing soft kisses down the bottom of Riley's foot that make him quiver. He slides his small hands up the inside of Riley's leg, holding him still, nipping and nibbling at the soft flesh.

Riley's nearly done for. He's certain of it. He grips the sheets tightly as Oz moves to his other foot, sucking his toes wetly. He's running the tip of his tongue along the undersides, slipping it in between each small digit teasingly.

"God, Oz...please." He has no idea what he's asking for. Oz's mouth in new places is too exciting, and he's pretty sure he won't be able to think for about a week after this.

Oz pulls up, licking his lips, and begins to slide slowly up Riley's body. He's wearing a tiny smirk, one that seems to say all the dirty things he's going to do to his lover later.

He pauses between Riley's legs and laps once at the head of his cock. Riley bucks his hips with a groan. Oz is teasing the slit with the tip of his tongue, and as Riley watches, he wraps his lips around the head and sucks deeply.

Riley's never felt anything that can compare to Oz sucking him off. He asked, once, where Oz had learned it, and he'd been met with a small, knowing smile, and a blowjob that had left him reeling for hours. He still didn't have an answer, but figured maybe it was best. That mouth was his now, anyway.

He bucks his hips up again, but then Oz abruptly pulls away. Riley whimpers as cool air settles over his hot, wet skin, but Oz is smiling. Promising insane amounts of pleasure still to come. Riley reaches for him hesitantly, and Oz moves into his arms and the rest of the way up his body, kissing him deeply.

"Want you," Oz whispers, and Riley shivers.

"How?"

Oz smirks again and rocks his hips back, teasing Riley's cock with the cleft of his ass. "Like this. Want you in me."

Riley nods mutely, trying not to thrust his hips; he likes Oz in charge. He reaches over to the nightstand and grabs a container of lube, smiling when Oz plucks it from his hand.

"Let me," he says softly, coating his slender fingers. Riley blinks. That's new. Of course, with Oz, nearly every day wields something new.

He watches, fascinated, as Oz reaches back and begins to prepare himself. Oz leans forward, one hand resting on Riley's broad chest, and Riley feels his cock twitch as Oz's face contorts with ecstasy. He rests his large hands on Oz's hips, biting his own lip when Oz's fingers brush his erection.

"Fuck," Oz groans, his eyes locked intensely with Riley's. His mouth is hanging open, he's panting heavily, and Riley can't see what's happening below, but he's got this look memorized. It's the one Oz wears just before he whimpers, "Fuck me now, Riley."

A second later, slick fingers wrap around his cock and begin to stroke slowly. Riley groans and arches towards his lover, his grip on Oz's pale thighs tightening.

Oz smirks and then slowly leans back, pushing himself down onto Riley. Oz finally closes his eyes and growls low in his throat, and Riley swallows thickly. After he's settled down, Oz goes completely still. He leans forward, both hands resting on Riley's chest, and stares at him. They've never done this before, not this way, and Riley slowly slides on hand up his lover's chest.

"Perfect," Riley murmurs, and Oz smiles. It's a slow one that spreads across his face, dazzling Riley. It's so rare that Oz smiles like that.

Oz is breathing heavily, and after a moment he begins to move, rocking his body forward. Riley matches his pace, thrusting up against him, and groaning every time he's buried in Oz's hot body. After a moment he slides his hand down and wraps long fingers around his lover's cock, stroking him hard in counter point to their thrusts.

Riley shudders and moans, so close to coming. And then Oz drags his nails hard down Riley's chest and clenches his muscles tight around his lover's cock, and Riley's gone. He cries out as he comes, his grip on Oz's cock tightening.

Oz whimpers and comes seconds later, falling forward onto Riley's chest. Riley wraps his arms around his lover, holding him close as they both recover from their orgasms. Oz scoots up and kisses Riley deeply.

"Love you, too," he whispers, and Riley feels a small, happy shiver run through him at those words. More than he could ever ask for.

.End