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Al's apartment, a few days later

Spending more of my time here, now. Much of it as I can, really.

Still have to be careful, of course. Think Al's got some kind of plan in place to tidy away any evidence of our previous deal; figure I'm better off not knowing the details.

But we've been able to get up together in the mornings, mostly, and I'm here when he comes back from work - which seems to be getting earlier, these past days. And it's - easy. More absurdly domestic than I'd've thought possibly, when he straightens my tie under my chin with a slight frown for my scruffiness, or I take his jacket and kiss him as he comes in the door. Almost frightening how fast it's starting to feel normal, him and me, here. Not sure I realised how I've missed living with someone, since Syl. Knowing it'll last, god willing. Knowing that I'm home.

[Open to Al]

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tezcatl_ipoca
Sep. 20th, 2010 09:59 pm (UTC)
"Alright. You asked for it." Just have time to think that's ominous before he's yanking me into a slightly different position, hand pulling my head right back so my back arches painfully and his cock jabs deep, so fucking deep. Hurts right in the pit of my belly and I gasp, shocked by the sensation.

"Fuck - Al - Fuck - " I don't have any choice but to shove back onto him, the way he's yanking my hair, pressing on my chest. I can feel the shove and drag of him inside me when he moves, and oh jesus fucking christ it feels - it feels -

My body's jerking like it's being shocked, sharp little twitches. He's never been so deep inside me, nothing's ever touched me there, and the knowledge of that's almost frightening, how far I've let him into me in so many ways. I'm making tight strangled noises. He can't touch my dick holding me like this, and I almost don't want him to, like it'd be too much.
al_shairan
Sep. 20th, 2010 10:46 pm (UTC)
"Fuck - Al - Fuck - " He's jerking around me, and the sounds he's making, the sounds, oh fuck, he sounds like he is dying, and it is -

My eyes are rolling back in my head, and I feel the arm that is around him trembling. Oh fuck, yes, yes. My teeth are clenched together as I thrust again and again, and I am so deep in him that I hardly know where I end and he begins. It does not matter, nothing matters, nothing but this, this, this, oh fuck, my love, my love, my love.

"Yes," I say, and I feel the word vibrate in my chest. My skin slaps against his skin, my arm slips against his chest, wet with sweat. I feel like I am going to fall apart; it's too much, it's not enough, it's -

"Fuck, Tez, yes - you are everything -"

When I start to come I feel like it starts at my feet, shuddering through my body, and even when I have finished spilling my hips keep jerking. Oh God, love, love.
tezcatl_ipoca
Sep. 21st, 2010 01:02 am (UTC)
The sharpness of his thrusts when he comes hurts. I don't try to pull away, because. Oh, because. Love. Yes, please, this. In me, now, love, in me. So good.

"Fuck, Tez, yes - you are everything - "

Everything. That makes me shudder hard, clench around him. I'm so close to coming, so very close.

He's twitching to a rest, and we're both coated in sweat. Love.

...wonder if he's going to let go of my hair any time soon, because I really fucking need to come.

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