Ghosts that Watch Us

16

"Prove that you can't stand me," Sean spit out.

"Make me!" Ellory suddenly tightened his grip in his hair, tugging hard. Sean hissed and tore loose, seizing Ellory's wrists and planting them on the edge of the desk. Trapped, Ellory tried dislodging him with his legs, lifting a knee and kicking. Sean dodged the hit and pressed himself to Ellory again, lips seeking, taking Ellory's mouth, tongue plunging in. Startled, Ellory cried out, voice muffled against Sean's mouth. He pushed and pulled at him, Sean hauling him closer, pressing him flat to the desk. Dirt smeared his calendar, sprinkling over the surface, but they hardly noticed, clawing at each other, tearing at each other's skin. Sean latched onto his neck and bit hard, his hands tugging at Ellory's trousers button, tearing his fly open, hand delving over his c**k.

Ellory gasped, lifting his head to where Sean held him, kneading at his balls, palming the head of his c**k.

"You've got quite the c**k, haven't you, professor?" He smiled and held Ellory down by the throat, fingers curled loosely, enough to breathe, enough to know who was the stronger. Ellory felt the heat of thrill through his veins. “It's not like I haven't been able to guess, with these tight trousers you wear."

Blushing red, Ellory writhed on the desk, Sean standing between his legs, groping at him. The tips of his shoes barely brushed the floor, no leverage against him. Clutching at the thick wrist that held him, Ellory whimpered and moaned, hips undulating, wanting more.

"You like that?" Sean asked, staring down between their bodies, his own erection tenting his jeans.

"Yes, you bloody idiot." He lifted his arms, like a toddler begging to be lifted, and Sean chuckled, hesitating.

"You won't hit me again?"

"I might. If you annoy me."

"I'm not annoying you now?" He squeezed the tip of Ellory's c**k where it leaked a wet spot on his briefs, and Ellory yelped, throwing off Sean's arm— Sean made it too easy to do, the bastard, still assuming that Ellory was too pathetically weak to get him off if he really tried— and pulling himself up. They fell into a rough embrace, lips smashing together. Yanking at the button of his jeans and wrenching his zipper down, Sean pulled himself out and thrust against Ellory. Kissing still, he took hold of Ellory's ass and rolled him forward, his c**k slipping beneath Ellory's sac and between his slim thighs. He started a fast pace, rutting against him, the hard heat of him squeezing along Ellory's perineum, so close together that Ellory's erection was crushed between them. They moved together, Ellory's nails dragging down Sean's back through his cotton shirt, Sean's own fingers hooking into the belt hoops of Ellory's trousers.

"Don't you f*****g stop," Ellory breathed hot on Sean's cheek.

"Think you're tough," Sean said, groaning and snapping his hips. "Think you can take this?"

"I'll take whatever you're willing to dish out, you barbarian."

"Yeah, you'll take what I give you," Sean promised harshly, taking his mouth again, Ellory's arms clutching him tight. “You be quiet for me now. Don’t want these other stuck up snobs seeing you like this.”

Ellory’s desk rattled and slid along the floor, their feet scrambling to stay upright. Sean mouthed behind Ellory’s ear, taking a fistful of his hair and yanking to the side, exposing his neck, sinking his teeth into the pale flesh there. Crying out, Ellory held on as Sean f****d against him, sacs rolling thickly, erections swelling and throbbing. He groaned and whined, Sean finally smacking their lips together to mute his cries.

Ellory’s o****m was sudden and blinding, taking him in a crest of pleasure unfelt in years. Clinging to Sean, Ellory shuddered and spasmed, hips rocking forward, his c*m spilling in high ribbons over Sean’s chest. Which one of them had opened his zipper?

“f**k yes,” Sean whispered, eyes sharp on Ellory’s face, his big hand holding his head steady. Mouths sliding clumsily together, Ellory hugged Sean weakly as Sean pumped against him, collapsing forward slightly. He caught himself on one hand, the other arm wrapped around Ellory’s back, still thrusting, his need to come making him frantic. Face buried in Ellory’s neck, he spilled finally between Ellory’s legs, his groan low and long, his chest vibrating with it. They stood trembling, gasping, still draped over each other.

It was with an invading buzz in their ears that they drew back slowly, eyes wide on the other. c*m dripping, cooling on Sean’s shirt, splattered between Ellory’s thighs, they swallowed thickly, hands falling away from each other. Ellory became aware of every pain in his body, each twinge and bruise, no doubt bearing new ones from Sean. Blood still oozed down his calf, and mud still smeared over his face.

Sean’s eyes darted between his. “Ellory—.”

“Just go,” Ellory whispered, and the wall that always existed between them flew up, shielding the emotion in Sean’s eyes, blocking him from Ellory. They straightened their clothing and adjusted themselves, Sean casting one last glance at him before leaving the office with a quiet click of the door.