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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]



Sep. 20th, 2010 07:01 pm (UTC)
He's on me straight away, has me face-down in the bedding. His teeth are rough on the back of my neck. "Keep talking."

How I'm meant to do that with a faceful of pillow I'm not sure. My cock's painful under me. Manage to fight my face free, gasp in a breath of air.

Try to catch the thread of what I was saying before. "When you do it," I say, voice rough. I can feel the warm weight of him, his cock pressed up against my ass. Move under him again, pushing at him, wanting him to move back and - "When you fuck me. It won't hurt this time, it'll go in so easy, because of the time you took. Slide - slide right in - " I'm running out of words, but that image is so sharp in my mind, that feeling. "Over your desk, and you're pushing right in up to your balls, first thrust, yes - "

Push up and back again. Can't keep still under him. Want him.
Sep. 20th, 2010 07:16 pm (UTC)
He is panting underneath me, pushing back against my cock, and the things he says... "Over your desk, and you're pushing right in up to your balls, first thrust, yes - "

I can imagine that so sharply that I swallow back a strangled sound, feeling my cock twitch hard against his ass.

"You love it," I say roughly, "when I fuck you in the ass." I press down against him. "All those years you spent pretending you did not want it, and now you are shameless for me." I slide down the bed and pull his legs apart roughly. "If you come without my say so, you will be fucking sorry," I say, and then I put my mouth against his hole, tongue slipping inside him.
Sep. 20th, 2010 07:29 pm (UTC)
He presses his dick harder against me, the fucking tease. "You love it when I fuck you in the ass. All those years pretending you did not want it, and now you are shameless for me."

His weight shifts from on top of me. His hands are rough on my legs, and I gasp in needy relief. Yes, Al, do it, please - "Just for you," I pant. "Love it when you do it - only shameless for you - for you - " Now, do it now -

Fuck. Bite down hard on my lower lip. "If you come without my say so, you will be fucking sorry." His mouth's impossibly warm and wet, his tongue sliding inside me, a rough graze of stubble against my ass cheeks and my balls and I whine. God, fuck, I need more, I need to come, I need him, need him. Scrabble a bit, trying to get my leg up under me to give him better access, but he's still holding onto me, holding me down.
Sep. 20th, 2010 07:51 pm (UTC)
"Just for you. Love it when you do it - only shameless for you - for you - "

Just for me.
I know no one has ever wanted me this much, this completely, and the satisfaction I feel is as complete as it is savage. He whines as I rim him, and when he tries to move I push him back down, hands hard on his thighs. My own cock is so hard that it hurts, rushing blood making me ache, but it is worth it for the sounds he makes.

I draw back at last. I have to grip the base of my cock for a moment, seeing Tez sprawled on the bed like that, his asshole wet with my spit. I find lube in the bedside drawer, and I slick some across my cock quickly. That will do. Then I grasp Tez by the hips and pull him down the bed.

"On your knees," I say, standing at the end of the bed. I want to be able to fuck him so deeply. I need to be in him.
Sep. 20th, 2010 08:50 pm (UTC)
Just lie there, feeling my wet asshole cooling where he's left me splayed open, while he rummages. Shows how much that working out pays off when he hauls me bodily down the bed, like it's no effort at all. Quite happy to be manhandled my him, right now.

"On your knees."

It's not the easiest for me, and he knows it, but I don't make any kind of complaint, just scramble up. Most of my weight's on my hands and my good knee, but I think I can brace myself for him well enough. "Hurry the fuck up," I say, breathless. Foreplay's gone on long enough.
Sep. 20th, 2010 08:58 pm (UTC)
He gets himself awkwardly onto all fours. It is strange how that awkwardness is hot; that it is an effort, but he does it for me.

"Hurry the fuck up," he says, and I smack his ass with the flat of my hand.

"Brat," I say, and then I pull his cheeks apart roughly so I can enter him hard. It is no trouble at all to slide deep into him like this, and I breathe out hard. Fuck, Tez, fuck. I get in as deep as I can, and I take a moment to breathe, to not think about how hot he is around me, how firmly he is holding my dick. I do not want to come. So I hold him for a moment, hands tight on his hips, breathing through my nose, and then I pull back and thrust in again. Yes, oh fuck.
Sep. 20th, 2010 09:25 pm (UTC)
"Brat." Stinging slap that startled a breathless laugh out of me, but then I'm swallowing the sound because he's oh god, yes, he's pushing into me, finally, finally.

Know him well enough now to know what that pause means, that stifled sound to his breath. Makes me grin in satisfaction, even as I'm pushing back impatiently. Can't, very much, with the grip he's got on me.

About to tell him to fucking move when he does. Better. Much better. "Harder," I say, demanding. "Deeper. C'mon, Al, you've got more than that to give me." After this fucking wait, he'd better.
Sep. 20th, 2010 09:43 pm (UTC)
"Harder. Deeper. C'mon, Al, you've got more than that to give me."

Demanding son of a bitch. I thrust in again, slick hot slide, oh fuck.

"Alright," I say, holding onto him for a moment. "You asked for it." I pull his legs further apart, and then, bracing myself with an arm around his chest, I pull his head back by the hair and thrust into him as hard as I fucking can.
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.
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.
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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