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“You are allowed to begin having sex again now, Andrew. Just as long as you’re both very careful over the next few weeks.” The doctor says as he sits in his chair at the opposite side of his desk. “You are still quite tender over the main incision. However, as long as you are gentle and stay away from the chest area, then I don’t see why you two wouldn’t be able to resume your sex life.”

That was less than two hours ago, and now Andrew and Neil are undressing each other for the first time in six weeks since Andrew had his top surgery.

Neil had wanted Andrew to take his own top off, afraid that he may accidentally knock his still healing wounds and hurt him, but Andrew grabbed Neil’s wrists and brought them to the hem of his shirt.

“I want you to do it,” Andrew told him.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, Neil. I’m sure”

Andrew lifted his arms up in the air as much as he could as Neil peeled the shirt up and over his head, careful not to touch Andrew’s scars.

Neil lifted his arms up and let Andrew take his shirt off, having to help him just at the very end when Andrew couldn’t lift his arms up any higher without being in too much pain.

Before long, both Andrew and Neil were standing in front of each other, chest to chest and shirtless. Neil looked down at Andrew’s shirtless body and smiled at the sight that had plagued Andrew for so long but now made him so unbelievably happy.

“Yes, or no, Drew?” Neil asked as he took a step closer to Andrew.

“Yes” Andrew replied and immediately connected their lips together in a searing kiss.

It was more tongue and teeth than lips, but it was deep and it was passionate and most of all: it was home.

Neil slowly began walking them both over to the bed, holding Andrew’s wrist so that he wouldn’t fall backwards onto the bed and risk hurting himself so soon after having surgery. He gently lowered them both down so that Andrew was lying on his back with his head on the pillows as Neil worked his magic on top with his mouth and tongue.

Neil began to trail off from Andrew’s mouth and down towards his jaw, leaving a light trail of kisses behind as he began to work his way downwards to his collarbones. There, he left marks by biting into Andrew’s soft and delicate skin and then soothing the sting with his tongue afterwards. 

Neil kissed and licked as Andrew let out little gasps at the sensation as Neil’s mouth moved downwards, avoiding Andrew’s chest for the time being. He couldn’t wait until Andrew was completely healed up so that he could bite and rub his tongue over Andrew’s sensitive nipples again. He hoped that the surgery would have made them even more sensitive than they already were.

Andrew took no time in lifting his hips up off of the bed for Neil to be able to pull his pajama bottoms off and fling them somewhere across the room. 

Neil lifts Andrew’s legs up and hooks them both over his shoulders, kissing his way up each of Andrew’s thighs as he does so. Neil continues to tease Andrew with kisses. Kissing his legs, his thighs, his stomach. 

Andrew’s pussy is already wet with the want and the need for Neil’s mouth to be there. Neil leans in and licks Andrew from ass to clit. Andrew shudders at the sensitivity of the sensation and bucks his hips up off the bed, almost crashing into Neil’s mouth with the speed he moves.

Andrew settles himself back down again and Neil licks him once more from ass to clit. Slowly at first, but his strokes begin to quicken until he’s fully focusing on Andrew’s clit. Andrew’s body is squirming and shuddering underneath Neil’s mouth as breathy whispers and moans roll off of Andrew’s tongue and out of his mouth.

“Ah…fuck…Neil…yes…ahh…fuck…”

Andrew moves one of his hands so that it is holding the back of Neil’s head, holding Neil as close to his pussy as he can without suffocating his boyfriend. Andrew knows that Neil knows that he’s getting close when Andrew’s body begins shaking. Neil speeds up his strokes with his tongue and Andrew’s body shakes and caves in on itself when his orgasm rushes over him.

“Fuuuuuck…Neil” Andrew cries as Neil continues to get him through his orgasm.

Andrew is panting, shaking and squirming. He doesn’t want it to end. Neil keeps going until Andrew is so over-stimulated that he can barely say Neil’s name.

“N-Neil” Andrew manages to get out with his eyes closed and head and neck stretching backwards. He feels the exact moment when his pussy squirts all over Neil’s face and that’s when Neil slows his tongue right down before kissing Andrew’s pussy and then coming up to claim Andrew’s mouth.

Andrew is so out of it from his orgasm that he can’t even kiss Neil back, instead letting Neil do all of the work for him.

“Do you want to continue?” Neil asks him, his voice breathless.

It takes andrew a second for his brain to process what Neil has just asked him, but when he does it’s an immediate “yes”

Andrew can already see how hard Neil’s dick is through his slightly too tight shorts that make his ass look incredible.

Neil stands up on the bed, ducking so that he doesn’t headbutt the ceiling and pulls his shorts down and flings them over to the other side of the room to join Andrew’s pajama bottoms somewhere on their bedroom floor.

Neil gives his hard dick a few strokes, smearing the pre cum up and down it as he does so. Andrew licks his lips as he watches Neil’s dick twitch at Neil’s own touch.

“I don’t want you to do anything today, Drew. I want to take care of you” Neil whispers as he gets himself settled between Andrew’s legs.

Andrew nods and lifts his legs back up for Neil to wrap around his waist, before lining his dick up with the entrance to Andrew’s pussy.

Neil presses in slowly, causing Andrew to gasp at the feeling. 

They hadn’t had sex since a week before Andrew’s surgery. Andrew was having nightmares beforehand and even the thought of being held by Neil in the night was enough to cause him to have some pretty violent panic attacks.

But now, after waiting for so long to be cleared by his doctor, Andrew can’t wait for Neil to fill him up and cum inside him.

Neil pushes himself all the way in and pulls himself all the way back out again slowly, before repeating the motion over, and over, and over, steadily speeding up his thrusts as he goes.

Andrew is already a sweaty and panting mess when Neil reclaims his lips in another breathless kiss, with hands wandering up and down and across each other's bodies. Tangling in hair and running up and down each other's sides.

Andrew takes hold of Neil’s hair in a tight grip as he throws his head backwards on the pillows, mouth open and eyes screwed shut as his orgasm begins to take over him. He shakes and pants even more as Neil speeds up his thrusts, matching each one of Andrew’s whimpering moans until Andrew is shaking uncontrollably underneath him with the powerfulness of his orgasm.

Neil slows down his movements slightly in order for Andrew to regain his composure until Andrew’s eyes lock with his and Andrew nods that he’s ok to continue.

Neil speeds up again, taking both himself and Andrew to the absolute limits before he’s cumming inside of Andrew’s pussy as his boyfriend's name falls from his lips.

Neil pants heavily as he slowly rolls his hips to a stop and pulls himself out, then flops down on the bed next to Andrew as Andrew cups his cheek and begins kissing him lazily.

They keep kissing until Neil feels Andrew pull away and the quiet sounds of sobs coming from the other side of the bed from the blonde.

“Drew?” Neil says quietly “Drew, are you ok?” Neil sits himself up and looks over to see Andrew lying next to him in the bed with his hands over his eyes as sobs rattle through his body. “Andrew, did I hurt you?”

Andrew shakes his head.

“Tell me what’s wrong, Baby” Neil says as he gently removes Andrew’s hands from his face to reveal the tears falling from his eyes and onto the pillow below.

“Nothing. I’m…” Andrew sobs out “I’m happy, Neil. I’m finally happy” Andrew smiles his real smile, the one that only Neil has ever seen.

Neil smiles back at him in return and kisses his boyfriend on the forehead and whispers “I’m happy too,” before falling back into bed next to him and stroking Andrew’s hair until his breathing evens out and they both fall asleep.