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Adam’s shoulder was fucking aching, the movement of his arm sending spikes of pain through him sharp enough to make him hiss out breaths between his teeth, but there was no fucking way he was stopping what he was doing- not when Lawrence was practically drooling into his hand, thighs shaking as Adam fucked his fingers into him. He gritted his teeth for a moment, before kissing his way down over the man’s stomach, tongue tracing along stretch marks and teeth grazing the soft flesh there. He could smell the man’s arousal, and he pushed his legs further apart as he settled between them. They made eye contact for a moment, and the sight of Lawrence so strung out, eyelashes clumping together from where tears had gathered in his eyes, was enough to have Adam’s hips moving, searching out any friction against the bed. Fucking Christ , his partner was gorgeous.
“Adam, please-” Lawrence’s voice was gutted, breathy and without any of his usual smoothness, and the sound of it went straight to Adam’s cock. He finally pulled his fingers out, the relief in his shoulder almost enough to make him cry out, and he made a show of running his tongue up along them, knowing Lawrence’s eyes were on him. He smiled as he felt the man’s hand grab at his hair.
He ducked his head down, nose pressing into the coarse hair between his boyfriend’s legs, before a brainwave hit him- he almost groaned from the thought of it, and pulled away again.
Lawrence made a soft, desperate noise. “No, come on…”
Adam swallowed against the sudden dryness in his mouth. “Wanna try something.”
Lawrence blinked, and Adam watched the words sink in. “Uh- yeah, okay. What?”
Adam pressed a slow, lingering kiss to the swell of the man’s inner thigh. “Sit on my face?”
Lawrence’s eyes widened a little, and his cheeks darkened almost comically. “Adam, be serious.”
“What?” He nipped at the skin, delighting in how the man’s leg jerked with it. “I think it’d be hot.”
“I’m too heavy, I’ll-”
Adam made a face. “Lawrence, shut up.”
At the lingering hesitancy in his partner’s face, he softened his tone again, leaning his cheek against his thigh to look up at him. “Please? We can stop if you don’t like it, but… I really want to.”
Lawrence stared at him for a moment, and then nodded, tongue darting out to wet his bottom lip. “Yeah. Yeah, okay.”
It took a bit of manoeuvring- Adam lying down as Lawrence settled himself on his lap, biting his lip thoughtfully as he looked down at him. Adam could feel the smear of the man’s wetness against him, could feel his cock poking out against his lower stomach. He felt anticipation building in his core. This was a fantastic idea.
“Come on, Lar.” Adam took his hand, pressing a soft kiss to his palm, to the side of his hand, to his fingers.
Lawrence nodded, and Adam took a moment to appreciate the man’s body as he stretched out to put his hands on the headboard- the matching scars on his chest, the hair, the old marks Adam had left trailing down between his legs. He felt fucking stupid with it, how attractive he found the man. He smoothed his hands up over the man’s thighs to grip at them, struggling to keep his breathing even as Lawrence started to shuffle up, until his thighs were bracketing Adam’s head, his cunt wet and hovering over his mouth. Adam’s breathing caught, and he tilted his head back, breath ghosting over the man’s cock. He heard him curse softly, and craned his neck up to flatten his tongue over him, a broad stroke that had him reaching down to palm over himself, desperate for some relief.
The taste of him was intoxicating, and he dug his fingers into the meat of his thigh as he fitted his mouth up against him, tongue sliding easily through his folds and dragging against the underside of his cock and finding his own clit with his fingers, grinding up against them as much as he could with his limited range of movement. He could hear Lawrence moaning, could picture him- knuckles white on the headboard, face flushed gorgeously, head falling forward. Still though- he was holding back, not putting any weight on Adam. He pulled away with a short gasp, laughing breathlessly at Lawrence’s frustrated noise.
“I asked you to sit on my face, babe- I kind of wanted you to actually sit .”
His eyes traced along the swollen hardness of his cock, poking out and glistening with wetness. Adam wanted to take a picture of it, to capture Lawrence hard and wanting, spread out for him.
Lawrence seemed to hesitate, before lowering himself down a little. Adam rewarded him with a kiss, right on the tip of him, and then tightened his grip on the man again. “ Sit , Lawrence.”
With that, he gave the man’s hips a sharp tug, and then all of his senses were drowning in the man- nothing but the feeling of him slick and hot against his tongue, the smell of him filling his nose as he dragged his face against him, mouth settling firmly over the man’s clit now. He heard Lawrence’s sharp, surprised cry, his shaky moan as Adam started to eat him out in earnest now, his fingers shoving clumsily against himself as he did.
He could tell the precise moment that Lawrence’s last dregs of reluctance dissipated, washed away by the pleasure of it, and he groaned right into the man’s cunt as he felt his hips start to move.
He flattened his tongue out again, letting the man grind down on it as he rocked his hips, nails scratching down over his ass as he angled his face better to feel his cock drag against his tongue, throbbing and filling his mouth with the taste of him. He felt dizzy, his hips jerking against his own hand, drunk on the feeling of Lawrence using his mouth to chase his own orgasm. He felt it a second before it hit him- Lawrence’s thighs tensing, his moaning devolving into whimpering gasps, Adam’s name dragging itself out of him as his hips spasmed, his full weight crushing down onto Adam’s mouth as he came, the taste of cum and Lawrence mixing as he continued to push his cunt down onto him.
Adam couldn’t breathe, and he wouldn’t have it any other way- he almost whined when Lawrence started to lift himself off, turning to collapse against the headboard. Adam panted, reaching out with a hand to rest it on the man’s thigh, thumb rubbing affectionate little circles.
“Adam, that was-” Lawrence’s rasp went straight to Adam’s throbbing cunt, and he dragged his fingers through his own wetness, his breathing hitching. “Was that good for you?”
He couldn’t speak, settling for moving his hands into a thumbs up. He heard Lawrence’s soft laugh, and then he was pushing himself up, ignoring the ache in his neck as he moved between his partners legs again.
“Love, what are you-”
Adam reached to the side, rifling around in their drawer until he found what he was looking for. The dildo was a personal favourite of his- thick, slightly curved. He loved the way it looked splitting Lawrence open, too.
He ran it up along Lawrence’s slit, watching the man’s chest heave.
“Can I?”
Lawrence blinked at him almost dumbly, and then let his legs fall open again with a nod. Adam grinned, and then pushed on it a little, letting the head of it catch against his entrance, watching the way Lawrence’s pupils dilated.
It was almost effortless to push it into him- Lawrence was so wet it slid home easily, and Adam pressed his thighs together as Lawrence’s head fell back, cock twitching prettily between his legs.
Since they had started sleeping together, Adam had quickly discovered that Lawrence was- well, a bit of a whore. And had even more quickly discovered that he may have a little bit of a thing for overstimulation. As if it was his fault- the sight of Lawrence, multiple orgasms deep and shaking from it? He ached to slide his fingers into himself just at the thought of it. Instead, he gripped the base of the dildo, pulling it out until just the tip was resting inside and watching as Lawrence bucked his hips a little, trying to fill himself again. Feeling merciful, Adam shoved the dildo back in again, shocking a rough groan out of the man.
“You wanna cum again, love?”
Lawrence nodded, hand tangling in Adam’s hair and pulling him in for a kiss. Adam licked into his mouth, feeling Lawrence’s little groan at his own taste on his tongue, and he started to fuck him in earnest, angling it just so the base of it brushed against his clit with every sharp thrust. Lawrence’s noises were looser now, higher, and Adam felt their teeth click together, tongues sliding against each other filthily as he worked his boyfriend open, feeling the telltale signs of Lawrence’s nails on his back as he got close.
The second orgasm hit him hard, and Adam wished he could feel the way his cunt clenched down on the dildo, gave it an experimental tug just to feel the way that it didn’t move at all. His neglected hole twitched. Lawrence’s whimpering was gorgeous, and his chest was slick with sweat when Adam finally pulled away to press kisses along it.
The dildo pulled out with a wet sound, and Adam couldn’t help but suck it clean- he could feel Lawrence’s eyes on him, and he let his eyes flutter closed, pulling off after with an obscene pop, and then reaching for the drawer again.
“Adam.” Lawrence’s voice was shaky.
“Oh come on, Lar. I know you’ve got it in you.” He watched his boyfriend’s chest rise and fall harshly, fingers finally closing around the vibrator and holding it up. “One more?”
He lifted his leg, sitting himself on Lawrence’s thigh as he switched the vibrator on, feeling the thrum of it against his palm as he slowly started to rock himself, the grinding hum of the suction practically music to his ears. The friction against his cock was enough to have him gasping, and he leaned down for another kiss as he slid the vibrator between Lawrence’s legs, sliding it against him until he felt the suction catch, forcing a desperate, whining moan out of Lawrence as he tugged at Adam’s hair. He flexed his hand, the vibration pulling more delicious noises out of the man that he drank down as he ground his hips down, the slickness making it easy to grind his clit down against the skin of Lawrence’s thigh. He wasn’t going to last long like this, but thankfully- neither was Lawrence.
He could hear it in the stuttery, punched out quality of the man’s breathing, the way his hips were pushing up into the vibrator now. There would be a wet patch in the sheets, that was for sure. Adam moaned into his mouth, pushing his hips down and writhing his hips in shallow little movements, the pleasure building steadily in his gut as he felt Lawrence’s nails cutting little crescents into his arm. Adam could feel himself unravelling, his orgasm clawing at him as he fucked himself down against Lawrence’s leg, his hand cramping from trying to keep the vibrator exactly where Lawrence needed it to be.
“M’gonna, mmh- Adam-” Lawrence whined against his lips, and then he came again, letting out a guttural, fucked out noise that had Adam tumbling over the edge too, his thighs shaking as he rode it out on Lawrence’s leg, keeping the vibrator where it was until Lawrence was pushing it away desperately. He let his head fall down onto the man’s shoulder, breathing heavily. He felt Lawrence’s hand in his hair, leaned into the touch happily. They stayed that way for a minute or two, until the aftershocks started to fade and Adam felt like he could think again.
“You’re fucking gorgeous, babe.” He pressed a kiss to the man’s shoulder, then another to his neck for good measure. “Should’ve seen yourself.”
Lawrence reddened, resting back against the pillow. “My view isn’t too bad either.”
“Oh yeah?” Adam grinned.
“Yeah.” Lawrence pulled him in for another breathless kiss, and Adam went easily- he could spend hours just like this, wrapped up in their own little bubble.
When they pulled apart, Lawrence rested his forehead against Adam’s. “We’re going to have to wash the sheets again.”
“Worth it.”
He felt Lawrence’s laugh, breath hitting his lips. He felt a little lightheaded, unable to resist leaning forward to brush their mouths together briefly.