Leonard was being very good, so Garrett pulled his hand from his cheek and resumed his old position: thrusting those two slicked fingers inside him, pumping them steadily and stretching him mercilessly, working him open- but carefully avoiding his prostate. The other hand took the vibrator again, of course, while Garrett pressed kiss after kiss to his stomach, hips, and thighs. Little sucking kisses with bare scrapes of teeth, or tracing lines of muscle or tendon with his tongue.

The vibrator turned up again- to a higher setting, the one that made Barry writhe and beg all those months ago. He moved it in a slow circle around the head, then back down to the underside again and pressed it snug against that sensitive spot.