Page 65 of The Wolf and the Monarch

However, when Sawyer was at the gas station, he did pick up some lube and condoms that he conveniently hid away in his backpack. Did he think that something would happen between the two of them? No, not necessarily. He wanted it to. He lowkey hoped it would and thought to himself that it was better to have it and not need it than not have it all.

“You’re hard as a fucking rock,” Benji huffed with a smile.

“You’re saying that like you’re not,” he responded and dragged his cock against Benji’s, which earned another moan from him. “I like hearing that when you’re not in pain.”

“This is a much better reason to moan.”

Sawyer nodded in agreement while he pushed Benji’s head aside so he had better access to his neck. His skin was so soft, he couldn’t help but lavish the space with kisses and soft nibbles. He had the greatest urge to mark him. He wanted Benji to be left with something good on his skin. Not the bruises and scars that his uncle gave him. But he refrained. His thumb dragged across Benji’s bottom lip and much to his surprise, he sucked it into his mouth. Sawyer released a shuddering breath against his neck and that ounce of restraint he had just left his body. Two could play that game.

Sawyer bit down against Benji’s neck and suckled on his skin while his hips continued to rock against him. Benji groaned around his thumb and chased Sawyer’s hips with his own, clearly looking for more friction between them. He couldn’t blame Benji at all. He wanted more. He needed more.

While his lips continued to leave their mark on Benji, he pulled his thumb from his mouth and shifted it between them. In the back of his mind, he knew that he should be using his good hand and he forced himself to shift his body around so that his good hand was doing all the work. As deftly as he could, he unbuttoned Benji’s jeans and unzipped them. Benji's straining cock against his boxers felt so nice and warm. “Fucking hell,” he sighed and lifted himself up so that he could do the same with his own pants and underwear. He pushed them down to his knees and did the same with Benji’s.

His eyes immediately landed on his cock. He had seen it before, technically, but it wasn’t hard and in all of its glory at that time. And Jesus, it was a nice cock. Sawyer actually licked his lips while looking at the glistening head that was practically oozing precum from it. Benji was giving Sawyer’s cock the same look. His cheeks were flushed a bright red as he reached for Sawyer. He brought himself back over Benji and their warm, hard as rock cocks rubbed against one another's. Benji’s eyes fluttered closed as he moaned, “You have no idea how bad I’ve been wanting this.”

Sawyer chuckled breathily and nodded. “I think I have an idea.”

“I woke up this morning harder than stone because of you. The things I had to think about to get it to go down…”

He smirked. “Is that the first time?”

Benji’s cheeks flushed and he nodded.

“Makes sense why you were all skittish this morning,” he chuckled.

“Not my fault I felt you poking me all night.”

Sawyer scoffed and laughed. “I was not!”

“Tell that to my asshole.”

“Later. I have another plan for right now.”

Benji’s cheeks further reddened and he nodded with a small smile.

Sawyer pushed up Benji’s shirt just enough so that he could reach his nipple and circled the tip of his tongue around it until it pebbled up. He did the same to the other, all the while he continued to drag their cocks against one another. His eyes settled upon the hideous wolf tattoo which he had suddenly grown quite fond of. He pressed a messy kiss to his pec, which earned a laugh from Benji. “I told you it wasn’t that bad.”

“It’s still pretty bad…but it works.”

The fingers of one of Benji’s hands slipped into his dark locks and he tugged on them to encourage him to keep going. Sawyer was happy to do it, continuously sucking and nibbling on his nipples all the while rocking their hips together.

Both of their impatience was steadily rising and they would be needing some release soon, no matter how much foreplay Sawyer liked. Lifting his hand up to Benji’s mouth, he held it there and raised his brow. Benji’s gaze flicked between his hand and eyes before he finally took the hint and spat into his palm. “Good boy,” Sawyer cooed softly and watched as Benji’s cheeks flared to the brightest red he had seen yet. His hand wrapped around their cocks and rubbed the spit around them. “Do you like being called a good boy?”

“Shut up,” Benji half moaned with zero gusto behind it.

“I’ll keep that in mind,” Sawyer chuckled softly as he leaned forward once again to press his lips against Benji’s while his hand stroked their cocks together. The sensation wasn’t one that he had really allowed himself to think about but he was glad that he didn’t. He wanted to experience it all for the first time as purely as he could. Benji huffed breaths through his nose while they devoured each other’s mouths once again. Soft mewls escaped from him as well, which Sawyer ate up, figuratively and physically.

His thumb dragged across the head of Benji’s cock, coaxing the precum out to further lubricate them while he jacked them off together. Benji’s hips rocked beneath him so he could help grind their lengths together. It felt so good. While he didn’t want to let his imagination run wild, he did wonder what it would feel like to have his cock in Benji’s mouth or ass rather than just in his hand, grinding against Benji’s own hot shaft. There was a part of him that was cursing him for wanting to take their time together but he knew that it was the right choice. They were still raw from everything that happened. They needed to be comfortable with themselves and each other for that.

“You look so pretty rutting like that, Benji.”

He whined softly. He clearly wasn’t very used to compliments or something, but it was true. It was an image that Sawyer was going to tuck away into his memory bank because he never wanted to forget it. The first time he made Benji look like that. Sawyer pressed kisses to his red cheeks while softly moaning against his skin. His hand never stopped jacking their cocks together and he could feel that familiar tingle in the base of his spine steadily gathering.

Benji’s breathing was rapidly shifting as well. His blue eyes drifted down to watch Sawyer’s hand jerk them off together. “That’s so fucking hot,” he managed to pant out, which earned a nod from Sawyer. “I-I’m close.”

Placing his forehead against Benji’s, his hips continued to rock against the others and he groaned, “me too,” he then whined, “Fuck, me too.”

Once of Benji’s hands wrapped around Sawyer’s, assisting with squeezing their cocks together to further add to the pressure of the situation and that was really all that Sawyer needed. Without much further warning, he came all over their hands and managed to keep the rhythm he had the whole time. At first, it felt like he lost his voice when the orgasm washed over him but he managed to find it again and released a long, drawn out moan.