Edward's lips were soft and Jonathan knew he would keep the sensation of them close to his chest for years to come. He slowly readjusted himself and climbed on top of Edward, arms either side of him as he looked down at the beautiful boy in his bed. He kissed him on the lips this time, taking the initiative. His lips were chapped and bitten to high hell but he didn't care, he didn't feel that self conscious right now.

It was so much like a fantasy that it was easier to step away and lose embarrassment or uncertainty.

His hand trailed down and undid Edward's button, snaking his hand down into the other's pants and stroking his dick. "I'm going to suck your dick in a moment. You can moan for me if you like." He wasn't asking, he was just warning him before he started to slide down the bed.