Izzy leans into the kiss, taking charge of it, and Martin is happy to let him. He's also happy that Izzy's change of position has freed his other arm, meaning he can have one hand in Izzy's hair while the other is free to wander across Izzy's shoulders, feeling the occasional tumbled knot of scar tissue.
Martin sighs happily into the kiss, a breath that twists into a whine as Izzy's fingers trace down his chest, and catch unerringly on Martin's nipple before giving it a wicked pinch.
The moan punches out of him and dissolves into their mouths, and he tastes the twist of Izzy's grin. Feels the shape of it in Izzy's mouth as Izzy pulls back from the kiss only to pinch Martin's nipple again, and the moan this time is unmuffled by other lips, accompanied with a gasp and a full body shudder.
"You like that then?" Izzy asks, fingers giving a short sharp tug. Martin whines in the back of his throat.
"Yessssssss."
"Good boy."
This time Martin's whine is shakier, more of a whimper.
"Oh fuck. Again?"
Izzy leans down to press a kiss into the hollow of Martin's throat before simultaneously biting down and twisting his fingers.
Martin lets out a cry that is hardwired to Izzy's cock, and jerks his hips upwards grinding against fresh air. Izzy's perched too high up to offer anything in the way of friction.
"Very good." Izzy breathes against the reddened mark on his collarbone. He mouths his way to Martin's poor abused nipple, leaving a trail of bites in his wake, and latches on with teeth and tongue.
"Fuuuuuuuck!" Martin breathes.
"Oh fuck! Oh- pleeeease?!" He murmurs, hands fisting tight into Izzy's hair.
A litany of 'please's spill from his lips over and over as Izzy nips and sucks and licks his way down to Martin's hipbones, with a brief scrambling rearrangement to crowd Martin higher up the bed.
Izzy curls a hand round Martin's cock, and holding Martin's gaze, wraps his lips around the head. Martin lets out a thin low wail, followed by a crunch of nonsense syllables as Izzy breaks their eye contact in favour of taking more of Martin into his mouth, and starting to suck.
Between one thing and another they've both pretty much forgotten that breakfast is incoming.
Re: Scene 1: Quite Early One Morning
Martin sighs happily into the kiss, a breath that twists into a whine as Izzy's fingers trace down his chest, and catch unerringly on Martin's nipple before giving it a wicked pinch.
The moan punches out of him and dissolves into their mouths, and he tastes the twist of Izzy's grin. Feels the shape of it in Izzy's mouth as Izzy pulls back from the kiss only to pinch Martin's nipple again, and the moan this time is unmuffled by other lips, accompanied with a gasp and a full body shudder.
"You like that then?" Izzy asks, fingers giving a short sharp tug. Martin whines in the back of his throat.
"Yessssssss."
"Good boy."
This time Martin's whine is shakier, more of a whimper.
"Oh fuck. Again?"
Izzy leans down to press a kiss into the hollow of Martin's throat before simultaneously biting down and twisting his fingers.
Martin lets out a cry that is hardwired to Izzy's cock, and jerks his hips upwards grinding against fresh air. Izzy's perched too high up to offer anything in the way of friction.
"Very good." Izzy breathes against the reddened mark on his collarbone. He mouths his way to Martin's poor abused nipple, leaving a trail of bites in his wake, and latches on with teeth and tongue.
"Fuuuuuuuck!" Martin breathes.
"Oh fuck! Oh- pleeeease?!" He murmurs, hands fisting tight into Izzy's hair.
A litany of 'please's spill from his lips over and over as Izzy nips and sucks and licks his way down to Martin's hipbones, with a brief scrambling rearrangement to crowd Martin higher up the bed.
Izzy curls a hand round Martin's cock, and holding Martin's gaze, wraps his lips around the head. Martin lets out a thin low wail, followed by a crunch of nonsense syllables as Izzy breaks their eye contact in favour of taking more of Martin into his mouth, and starting to suck.
Between one thing and another they've both pretty much forgotten that breakfast is incoming.