Then we headed home and gathered on Guin's bed to binge some tv. She was dozing off in the corner of the bed while L had his legs draped casually over mine. I ghosted my fingertips over his skin, eyes fixed to the screen. I ran my palm over the hair on his calves. It went on like this for a moment before I snuck a glance over at Guin.
Fast asleep. Oblivious.
Feeling bold, I slid my hand into his shorts. I fixed my eyes on him and watched him squirm slightly as I played with his clit. My fingers were wet and I looked down at his mouth. He was biting his lip and the sight of it made me feel high.
L motioned for me to get up and we quietly made our way into my room. I shut the door behind me and turned to see him already pushing down his shorts. I pushed him onto the bed and got him off with my mouth. I felt euphoric, kneeling with my tongue buried in his ass as he wet my face.
I felt no need to come. I had served him and that was enough to satisfy me.