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Adam didn’t usually forget to leave the porch light on, so Lawrence was a little on edge when he stepped into the house. It wasn’t a big deal, by any means- Lawrence was a grown man, he could walk up some steps in the dark on his own, but it was unlike his partner to let it slip his mind. Maybe he had fallen asleep early. Lord knew the man needed the extra rest.
“Love?”
He shed his coat, hanging it up, before walking further into the house, stopping dead when he heard a soft noise. “Adam?”
Another noise- breathy, high pitched, oddly muffled. Lawrence felt a tug in his gut in response to it, and followed it to their own bedroom door. He could hear motion inside, and he suddenly was starting to realise what must have been keeping Adam distracted.
His hand wrapped around the handle, and he braced himself before turning it, pushing the door open.
Shock and arousal hit him like a freight train, and he couldn’t help but stare, wide-eyed at the sight in front of him. He swallowed, mouth dry.
Adam was hunched over, his shoulders tense as he balanced his weight back onto his knees, his hand moving fast and jerky as he fucked himself with a dildo. The sound was absurdly wet- Lawrence could see the slickness running down over his fingers, dripping onto the sheets beneath him. He had clearly been doing this for a while.
He felt his cock throb almost painfully in his trousers- he hadn’t even noticed how quickly he had gotten hard, and he slid a hand down to palm over himself a little.
Then, he realised why the noises were muffled.
There were tears running from Adam’s eyes from what he could see, the rest of his face pressed into the pillow where he had wrapped Lawrence’s sweater around it. The thought of Adam, the sight of Adam fucking himself into a daze, drowning himself in the smell of Lawrence, getting off to the thought of him even when he wasn’t home was almost too much for Lawrence to handle. He crossed the room without even thinking.
“Adam? Adam, can you hear me?”
Adam whined softly, dislodging his teeth- Christ - from where they had been biting down on the fabric. Lawrence watched a string of saliva connect his lip to the yarn for a moment before it snapped.
“ Please .” Adam’s voice sounded wrecked, and Lawrence wondered how loud he had been that he felt the need to bite down on something. He wished he had been there to hear it.
He reached out, fingertips brushing over the back of the man’s thighs. He could smell him now- the heady scent of arousal going to his head like a shot of alcohol. He dragged his fingers up, meeting sticky cum where it had started to drip down the man’s thighs and then settling his hand over Adam’s.
“Let me?”
Adam made a soft noise- seemed to be beyond any level of conversation other than a few words. Lawrence kicked his shoes off, got onto the bed carefully. He watched Adam shift his weight, watched his hole clench around the toy inside of him. This really hadn’t been what Lawrence had been expecting when he got home, but he definitely wasn’t complaining.
He tightened his grip on the end of the toy, grinding it into the man for a moment before starting to remove it. Once it was out, he watched his cunt close around nothing, and bent down to press a kiss there, right over him. Adam keened.
“L’rence, please .”
Lawrence took another selfish moment, licking drying cum off the man’s cunt before starting to pull himself out of his trousers, shoving them halfway down his thighs and straightening up to tap his cock against him. Adam grunted softly, pushed his hips back- spread himself even wider, his twitching hole exposed again. Lawrence had to grip himself to stop from cumming immediately.
Finally, feeling merciful, he pressed the head of his cock in, and then followed through in one fluid motion- filling the man and delighting at the harsh gasp he let out. He loved watching Adam fuck himself open, split himself in half on whatever monstrously big toy he had decided to use, but the man was born to take cock.
He smoothed a hand over his ass to grip at his hip, squeezing once. “Adam?”
Adam whined and gave him a weak thumbs up. Lawrence laughed, reached down to take his hand for a moment.
“Words, love.”
Adam made another garbled noise, and then groaned. “Fuck me, please .”
Arousal hit Lawrence, hot and low in his core, and he tightened his grip on the man’s hip as he pulled out, waiting for a moment with just the tip inside just to hear his partner make another desperate noise, to watch him try to push himself back eagerly. It was dizzying, sometimes, just how badly Adam wanted him.
He snapped his hips forward, burying himself to the hilt and shoving Adam forward a little, sending him face first into the pillow again. He splayed a hand out across his spine, holding him still as he started to fuck into him in earnest. Adam was tight, and hot, so wet that Lawrence almost slipped out once or twice. Lawrence could feel himself going a bit stupid from it, losing himself in the grip of the man around his cock, the filthy wet slap of skin on skin as he fucked him, Adam’s arms giving out and leaving him slumped on the mattress making little noises.
“Uh, uh, fuck, ah- ” Adam’s voice was muffled, but Lawrence could hear the strain in it, how close the man was the the edge again. He leaned down, dragging his lips over the back of the man’s neck.
“Let go, Adam.”
Adam’s hips spasmed, and Lawrence felt the clutch of him as he came again, not slowing even a fraction as Adam was hit again and again by waves of pleasure. The noises the man was making were chesty, his voice cracking and pitching with every breath.
He watched as Adam blinked away tears, his eyelashes clumping and sticking together prettily as he licked over his bottom lip and made an odd, two-part noise. It was almost as if he was trying to speak- it took Lawrence a moment to realise that he was saying one more, one more .
Scanning the bed around them, Lawrence grinned when he saw the little bullet vibrator Adam had bought recently almost hidden in one of the folds in the sheets. It was small, but intense- Lawrence had watched Adam shudder apart against it more than once. He reached over to pick it up, turning it over between his fingers before leaning down over the man to press it into one of Adam’s hands. He heard the man make a soft, confused noise, and kissed over the puckered skin on his shoulder.
“Can you hold that against yourself, love?”
Adam was dazed, glassy eyed, fucking beautiful . He nodded, his fingers tightening around the toy and his arm moving slowly as he slid it between his own legs.
Lawrence could tell when he was holding it in the right place because he felt the resistance of the man’s hole squeezing as he shallowly rocked into him. Adam made a gutted, fucked out noise and whined into the pillow, his thighs shaking from the exertion of holding the position and the overstimulation of it.
He kissed his shoulder again, another soft kiss against his neck for good measure. “That’s it, perfect Adam. So good.”
Adam whimpered and rocked his hips, and Lawrence could feel the vibrations against his own cock through him.
He squeezed the man’s hip and then began to thrust again, slow, shallow thrusts until Adam made a desperate noise that cracked right down the middle. It had been a while since Lawrence had heard him like this, brainless and wanting.
“You want more, baby?”
Adam nodded, eyes squeezing closed for a second as the vibrator slid against his clit. Lawrence pulled out most of the way and then sank in again, working his way up to the pace he was at before. He wouldn’t last long- it was a miracle he had lasted as long as he had already, but it didn’t seem like it would take much to push Adam over the edge again either.
He could already feel his orgasm start to build, and it was a welcome feeling- his hip was starting to ache, sending shooting little pains down his leg and making him dig his nails in a little bit. He didn’t dare slow down, though- not with Adam drooling and gasping into the pillow with each movement, his cunt gripping at him hungrily as he rocked between Lawrence and the vibrator in front of him. He would definitely be sore tomorrow, and the thought of Adam walking around all day with the memory of Lawrence’s cock inside him was enough to have Lawrence groaning.
“Adam, m’close.”
Adam nodded eagerly, pushing his hips back hard now, his hand slipping as he tried to keep the vibrator in place. They moved in tandem, and it wasn’t long until Adam was crying out and cumming again, the feeling of it sending Lawrence crashing through his own orgasm and burying himself deep inside the man as he did. Adam was shaking now, his shoulders tense from the exertion of it, and Lawrence pushed through his own haze to pull out of the man as gently as he could, only pausing to watch himself drip out of the man’s cunt onto the sheets below him for a moment before he was reaching for the towel that Adam had seemingly already used nearby. He wrapped it around his hand and started to clean the man up as efficiently and neatly as possible, pressing soothing kisses to his thighs as he did. Once he was clean, he moved forward, sliding his arms around the man’s waist and under his legs to ease him out of the position he had held for so long, lying him down gently on the sheets. Adam was dazed, eyes distant and face red and splotchy. He looked gorgeous. Lawrence could see the imprint of the yarn pressed into the skin of his cheek, his forehead, and he leaned down to kiss his forehead gently.
“You did so good, love.”
Adam made a soft noise, tongue darting out clumsily to lick at his bottom lip. “Mhm.”
Lawrence smoothed his hair back out of his face, and then looked around, taking a quick scan of where the things he needed were. “I’m going to grab you some water, okay? I’ll be gone for a second.”
Adam hummed again, and Lawrence got to his feet, wincing as he grabbed a soft blanket, a bottle of water and one of Adam’s half-finished bags of Halloween candy he and Diana had gathered, fishing out some soft and manageable ones for him. Once he had all of it, he settled back onto the sheets and helped Adam up into a half sitting position. The blanket was one of his favourites, and Adam smiled stupidly when he felt it, his hands tightening around it as he did.
They sat like that for a little while, until Adam seemed to come back to himself a little and hold his hand out for the water.
“Thanks.”
Lawrence still helped him to drink it, tipping the liquid into his mouth and watching him swallow. This was part of it- he wanted to take care of Adam like this, especially after a particularly intense session. He loved watching the man bask in the afterglow of it, happy and relaxed and safe where Lawrence could take care of him. Once the man had drunk his fill, he put the bottle aside and let him pick through the candy he had taken, smiling as he picked exactly the ones Lawrence knew he would.
He got to his feet once Adam had settled down again, and watched him for a moment as he struggled not to fall asleep before going out to the kitchen to sort out his own hunger. He hadn’t realised how hungry he had actually been until just then- he supposed that he had been a little preoccupied with what had been waiting for him. He grabbed a snack, eating quickly and grabbing his own drink before returning to the room- it would be fine, he could eat a good breakfast in the morning. If Adam let him leave the bed, that was.
When he reached the bedroom door, he felt his chest ache with affection when he saw his partner. Adam had succeeded in staying awake it had seemed, and he watched a slow, sex-dazed smile spread across his face when he saw him. His heart thudded in his chest, and he crossed the room as quickly as he could. He watched Adam’s brows furrow a little when he noticed his limp, but he was on the bed before he could say anything.
“You didn’t have to stay up love, you must be exhausted.”
“Miss-” Adam’s words got caught on a yawn, and he threw an arm over his face to cover it. Lawrence felt like he could burst, from the swell of love he felt at the sight of it. Adam flushed when he took his hand away again. “Missed you.”
Lawrence chuckled, and shifted his weight over to kiss his hair. Adam hummed and curled into him, tangling his fingers in his shirt. “Go to sleep, Adam.”
Adam pressed his face into the fabric, and Lawrence felt him sigh happily. He ran a hand along his side, to curl protectively over his back and pull him closer. He would have to move later, he knew- to piss, to brush his teeth, to take his leg off- but for the moment he just inhaled the smell of the man’s sweat, the reek of sex clinging to both of them, the hint of cigarette smoke and smiled into his hair.
He heard the man’s breathing even out, and rested his head back against the headboard.