Rome turned in the chair to face Juno and said, “You don’t hide it well.”
“Don’t hide what?” Juno bristled.
“I see it in your eyes. In the way you lick your lips. The way you look at me when you think I won’t see. You’re not used to hiding it, are you?”
Juno swallowed, then licked his lips. It was pretty clear what Rome was talking about. He never hid who he was attracted to. Normally. Rome was different. Dangerous to want. Which was also part of why Juno wanted him.
Rome rubbed his thumb across Juno’s bottom lip. What would he do if Juno parted his lips? If he sucked Rome’s thumb into his mouth? Would he shoot Juno or fuck him?
“What do you want? To suck me? To have my cock buried in your ass?”
Juno whimpered before he could stop himself. Fuck. What was it about this guy? Usually, he was the one in control. But not with Rome, that was for sure, and for some reason, he didn’t want to be in control.
“On your knees,” Rome ordered, his voice rough.
Juno pushed his stool back and sank to his knees, putting the tattoo machine on the floor next to him. He was vividly aware of just how vulnerable he was as he looked up into Rome’s dark eyes. This could go wrong. So fucking wrong.
“Go on,” Rome said.
Juno swallowed hard before reaching for Rome’s zipper. Why was he so fucking nervous?
He pulled the zipper down and popped open the button, then took a breath before tugging Rome’s pants and underwear down. Finding Rome as hard as himself sent a wave of lust through him. He wrapped a hand around Rome’s cock, nearly salivating at the sight.
He glanced up at Rome as he licked across the head, dipping his tongue into the slit. Rome cursed and grabbed a handful of Juno’s hair, tugging his head back. He met Rome’s heated gaze, a shiver rocking through him at the lust he saw in Rome’s eyes. He wrapped his lips around Rome’s cock, sucking hard as he took him to the back of his throat.
He started out slow, moving his mouth up and down Rome’s hard length, then picked up the pace. He put his hands on Rome’s hips, his fingers digging into the hot skin there as he deepthroated Rome. A thrill went through him when Rome groaned.
“Yeah. That’s it. Suck that cock.”
Juno glanced up, meeting Rome’s gaze. The heat and need in those dark eyes turned him on like nothing else. He dug his fingers into one of Rome’s cheeks. Rome’s hips jerked and he shoved his cock deep into Juno’s throat.
“Take your cock out. Get yourself off,” Rome said and Juno nearly whimpered.
He took a hand off Rome to unzip his own pants. He pulled his hard cock out and moaned around Rome’s.
“So fucking good,” Rome breathed.
Rome put a hand on the back of Juno’s head, his fingers threading through Juno’s hair. Rome thrust his hips and Juno was only glad to let the man take over. To let Rome use him. He stroked himself while Rome fucked his mouth. Rome’s grip on Juno’s hair tightened to the point of pain. It only made his cock that much harder. Hot come hit his tongue and he made sure to swallow every last drop. Wanting it all.
Rome was breathing heavily as he leaned back against the chair, his hand still in Juno’s hair.
“Get up,” Rome ordered, his voice sounding gravelly.
Juno got to his feet, the nerves kicking in again as he stood in front of Rome.
Rome straightened and raised a hand to cup Juno’s cheek. There was still heat in Rome’s eyes as he met Juno’s gaze. Rome lowered his head and brushed his lips across Juno’s. A gasp of surprise escaped Juno when their lips met. He hadn’t expected that. Not at all.
A hand on Juno’s hip pulled him flush against Rome who tilted his head to kiss Juno harder, his tongue pushing past Juno’s lips. Juno groaned and wrapped his arms around Rome, sliding his fingers into Rome’s hair.
A hand wrapped around Juno’s cock, jerking him off with hard and fast movements. Juno shivered and gasped into Rome’s mouth. The thought of Rome touching him was enough to get him off, but actually having Rome’s hands on him? It was… indescribable. So fucking good.
He came with a muffled shout, driving his cock into Rome’s fist. Pleasure spread through his body, his breathing hard as he came down from the high.
Juno rested his forehead against Rome’s shoulder while Rome tucked him away. Rome turned them around and then Juno found himself sitting on the chair, disoriented and more sated than he thought possible. He barely registered Rome moving around until Rome was back in front of him, running two fingers down Juno’s cheek. Juno looked up just as Rome bent down to take Juno’s mouth in a soft, unhurried kiss that surprised Juno more than anything else had since the man had shown up at the tattoo shop. There was something warm about Rome. It was well hidden, but it was there.
When Rome pulled back, Juno’s gaze landed on Rome’s tattoo which he still hadn’t cleaned up or even finished. Rome didn’t seem like he was going to stick around for long, so Juno stood and grabbed a bandage and wipes from his table.
“Here, let me…” He trailed off when Rome met his gaze.
Fuck, but those eyes? It was like Rome was seeing right through his soul or something. It was as exhilarating as it was frightening.
He made Rome sit
