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The fluttering of his open shirt caused a pleasant breeze to run across his exposed torso as Edward walked slowly towards the leather armchair which housed the object of his intentions. His green suit had been slowly discarded to an undignified heap on the floor but he had elected to keep on his royal purple shirt, white boxers and sock garters as he swayed in position.
“See something you like, Harv?”
Bending over provocatively, he snapped the elastic on his sock garters and smirked as they resulting twang drew Harveys’ eyes across his ass and down his legs before snapping up to meet his eyes again.
To his credit, Harvey had succeeded in creating a stony look which gave away nothing of his feelings but it was difficult to hide the tent which was pressing against his slacks, a result of the slow yet enjoyable striptease he was being subjected to.
A low noise of non-committal caused Edward to narrow his eyes and, bending down into the space of the armchair, he allowed the shirt to open fully as he placed one hand on Harveys’ scarred lips as the other palmed his obvious bulge.
“Oh,” he exclaimed in mock surprise, “it would appear that you do, despite your obvious reluctance to admit it.” His eyes darted around Harveys’ face, a look of mischief entering his expression as his hand rested on Harveys’ rock-hard thighs. “It is a very inviting space you have here, mind if I take a seat?”
Turning around and leaning back against the solid mass of Harveys’ chest, Edward reclined his head until it lay in the crook of his neck. The harsh scarring was an interesting sensation and he moved his cheek along it, allowing the rough flesh to rub against the smoothness of his own. Pressing his ass down slightly, he allowed it to trace against the hard lump of Harveys’ trapped cock, eliciting a groan from the seated figure.
“Fucking tease.” Harvey bit out from between his clenched teeth as he fought the urge to buck up against the invading warmth.
Emboldened by the words, Edward brought his arms up and laced them around the back of Harveys’ neck which both pulled him closer and also anchored him into place as he pressed down firmly on Harveys’ crotch with his ass. Grinding in a circle to maximize friction, he allowed a few soft moans to escape from his lips as he encouraged Harvey to make a move.
Almost immediately, large hands made themselves known on his hips as Harvey bucked up to meet him with enthusiasm as his short breaths quickened in his ear.
“C'mon, Harvey,” Edwards’ tone was sultry as he gasped, “faster! I thought you were better than this.”
As a growl rang out in his ears, Edwards’ felt the hands on his hips tighten to the point that it was almost painful as Harvey dug his fingers through his shirt and into his flesh, rubbing himself against him. In response, Edward wrapped his fingers around the short hair at the nape of Harveys’ neck and pulled on it harshly while he applied rough kisses to his tilted neck.
“Fuck, Eddie! I think i’m gonna-” Harvey grunted, voice hoarse with his desire.
Adding a flourish to his movements, despite the hands holding him still, Edward gave an extra hard yank on Harveys’ hair.
“Then do it.” He hissed.
Needing no further encouragement, Harveys’ thrusting intensified and Edward pushed back as hard as he could given his limited space. Just as he was about to make a comment, a sudden pain in his neck alerted him to the fact that Harvey had bitten the sensitive spot just below his ear and he gasped in surprise as the erratic jerking against his ass reached a fever pitch before coming to a slow stop as Harvey reached his hands-free climax.
As Harvey slumped back in the chair, his hands left Edwards’ hips as a long exhale of satisfaction was broken by a throaty chuckle.
“You’ll be paying for the dry cleaning on these pants, Eddie.” Harvey muttered, wrapping an arm around the figure on his lap and allowing him to lay against his chest comfortably as they both faced the far-off wall. “We did enjoy the show though.”
“Excellent,” Edward announced before taking Harveys’ hand in his own and guiding it to his own erection, which has been woefully ignored in favour of teasing the other man, “then you’ll also have no complaints in dealing with this issue.”
Bearing his teeth in a wolfish grin, Harvey was no stranger to reward and punishment and, as he snaked his hand down Edwards’ torso towards his cock, he supposed that Edward probably did deserve something nice.