The Right Thing
“Shouldn’t we address the elephant in the room?” Lyn asked, resting his head on Alexander’s belly while playing lazily with his current lover’s spent cock.
“That’s only the elephant’s trunk.” Alexander laughed, the rumble in his chest reaching Lyn like a tickle.
“Shut up, you arrogant ass,” Lyn said but moved his lips closer to tease the crown gently with a kiss. “You’re not that big.”
“All right, I agree.” Alexander caressed Lyn’s head slowly. “What should we address then?”
“Us,” Lyn said, after a moment of hesitation. “I mean, here is here, and--”
“There is there?”
Alexander’s teasing tone alleviated some of his worries, but not all of them.
“In a way, yes. We don’t live in the same city. We have our separate lives, and I suppose neither of us is willing to drop everything just to be close to the other. Right?”
“Speak for yourself, Lynton.”
Lyn sighed. “Sorry. I shouldn’t have presumed,” he offered in what he meant to sound conciliatory enough to warrant forgiveness. “I would never ask such a thing of you, though. I mean, we might just get tired of each other and then regret upending our whole lives for it.”
“How about we figure it out as we go?”
Lyn stopped playing with Alexander’s cock to turn and meet his favorite demon’s eyes. “Alexander Montgomery III, doing things without a plan? Here,” he held out his arm, “pinch me.”
Alexander gave him a disapproving look. “Who fucked you, Lyn?”
“Um, you?”
“Why the question mark?” Alexander narrowed his eyes.
Lyn slapped the demon’s right pec. “It was you, and it was great. The question mark is because I don’t understand where you’re going with this.”
“I want you,” Alexander said bluntly. “You just admitted that you want me, too. Don’t backpedal. It’s annoying.”
Lyn nodded slowly. He shifted his position until he could sit on his ass with his legs crossed. Alexander’s eyes caressed him everywhere. His fuck buddies often complimented him on his looks, but this was different. Lyn could actually think of himself as sexy under that intense blue gaze.
“Okay, the sex is great. Fine,” Lyn admitted quickly as Alexander cocked an eyebrow in displeasure, “it’s fantastic. But we have to be practical, right? How is this going to work? Do we visit each other on weekends? Do we have phone sex? I don’t know, gift each other dildos modeled after our dicks?”
“Yes,” Alexander replied as if that was the most natural answer in the world.
Lyn groaned and closed his eyes briefly. “How often do you have sex?”
“As often as you want,” came the prompt answer.
“I didn’t mean ‘now’. We’re on vacation.”
“You’re a busy man, Lynton. So am I. Is it so difficult to plan on seeing each other on weekends or maybe even less often until we figure something out?”
Lyn pondered. “No. But--”
Alexander leaned back, raising his arms and linking his hands behind his head. “But this is your fear of commitment at work. I see.”
It hurt to see that somber expression on Alexander’s handsome face.
“It’s not that,” Lyn hurried to say. “Okay, you always see right through me. It is that. The thing is, we’ve barely reconnected. What if we don’t work out? Are we going to go back to being strangers? I don’t want that.”
“I don’t want that, either,” Alexander snapped, looking progressively more pissed. “I want more. Do you want more?”
There was nowhere to hide when Alexander pinned him in place with his most unforgiving eyes.
Lyn frowned. Weekends with Alexander. Most likely spent like this. Fucking and fighting. Gosh, now that he thought about it, he’d missed the fighting part a lot. No one else had ever managed to annoy the hell out of him like Alexander did. The fucking part… well, that had been one thing he had never thought to be in the cards to start with.
Alexander made a move like he wanted to get up, but Lyn stopped him, pushing his shoulder against Alexander’s.
“Fuck, yes, I want more,” he said, knowing that his aggressive tone was out of character. Like other things in Alexander’s presence, it just slipped out.
Their eyes met from up close.
“Are you sure?” Alexander’s lips twitched into a teasing grin.
“Well, you popped my cherry with your monstrous cock, but even more, you ruined me with it. My ass will most likely need several days a week to recover, so spending weekends with your cock inside me doesn’t sound like such a bad deal. However, you will have to promise that you will fight me to the end of the earth when we’re not fucking.”
“Fight you about what?”
“Whatever crosses your mind. Seriously, sometimes I think I’m losing my edge because people around me are too nice to contradict me properly. And, as a lawyer, I need my wits to be as sharp as a knife.”
“You’re using me, then,” Alexander teased him more.
“I’m planning to. I haven’t even begun. Okay, boyfriend?” Lyn struggled not to laugh. Boyfriend. A funny little word. But he couldn’t bring himself to call Alexander his ‘partner’, at least not the way people understood when they heard the term. That would took another level of commitment, and, for now, Lyn needed to take baby steps and nothing more.
“Okay,” Alexander agreed. “After all this time, you’re still playing hard to get.”
“What do you mean?” Lyn asked, but Alexander was quick to flip him over and press him into the mattress. “Alexander,” he asked in a soft voice, “you didn’t pine for me all this time, I hope. I was a jackass way too often in the past.”
Alexander seemed too busy trying to bite Lyn’s lips to reply.
“Alexander,” Lyn said in a warning tone, dodging those naughty attempts.
“I didn’t,” Alexander said in a muffled voice, while pressing his mouth against the side of Lyn’s neck. “I was too busy.”
“Good. Also, in college, you were always surrounded by girls.”
“Sure,” Alexander said, but nothing in the way he said it made that single word sound sincere.
Alexander, insincere? It was unfathomable.
“So, we’re a little crazy to get freaky with each other and then decide it would be a good idea to become boyfriends,” Lyn continued.
“Since you’ve put so much work into the way you look, you’re really irresistible now,” Alexander recited straight-faced. “Once I saw you naked, you got me hard. Like right now,” he added, pressing his erection against the inside of Lyn’s right thigh.
“You are so messing with me right now.”
Alexander’s soft snicker raised goosebumps on his skin. “How could you tell?”
“You’re simultaneously dodging all of my attempts to make sense of what’s going on right now.”
“Hmm, you’re so sharp, Lyn. There’s no one like you.”
“Are you trying to annoy me while poking me with your huge schlong? And seriously, after the number I did on your ass, I thought you might want to reconsider this whole bi-awakening thing.”
“Nope, I won’t,” Alexander assured him. “Although, you will have to work hard to convince me that you’re actually any good as a top.” Sharp teeth grazed Lyn’s ear and sank in his earlobe. “Two-pump-chump.”
Lyn gasped in outrage. “No, you didn’t.”
“Hmm, I totally did. How long did you last? One or two minutes? I think I’m being way too generous.”
Lyn struggled beneath Alexander’s weight. He managed to free one arm and filled his hand with one of the demon’s perfect buttocks. Squeezing it tightly, he grinned in Alexander’s face. “Just watch it, you little fucker. As soon as you let me out from under you, I’m going to pin you down and fuck you like a porn star.”
“Words, empty words,” Alexander said in a sing-song voice, his face a huge smile.
“If you don’t let me prove it to you, how am I supposed to display my well-honed skills? Also, it must be noted that I was under severe duress at the time.”
“Oh. What sort of duress, exactly?” Alexander continued to tease Lyn’s ear, seemingly bent on devouring it.
“This,” Lyn said, slapping Alexander’s fine ass for good measure. “I mean, you might not realize it, but your ass is absolutely irresistible. In all my dealings of a sexual nature,” he explained in a phony pretentious voice, “I’ve practiced self-restraint without encountering even one smidge of challenge. But once you wiggled this weapon of mass destruction in my face, I was a goner.” Lyn modulated the words leaving his mouth as if he was telling a story. “I’m starting to suspect that it must have been magic. Dark magic. Your ass sucked me in so abruptly there was no way for me to escape. And of course, you sucked me dry.”
“I sucked you dry with my ass?” Alexander asked, biting the side of Lyn’s neck playfully, sucking at it on occasion.
“You’re going to give me a hickey again. And then--” Lyn stopped abruptly. What the hell did he care if Brad saw it? It wasn’t like he was the one doing something wrong. He and Alexander were unattached; they could do whatever the hell they wanted, even fuck.
“Continue,” Alexander encouraged him.
Lyn sighed. “Brad is such a fucking asshole. And no, I’m not thinking of him while you’re pressing me down with your amazing body, I mean, not like that. It just ruins my mood to know that he’s not… was I truly blind and he’s always been like that?”
“A bit blind,” Alexander said, resting his entire weight on Lyn and wrapping his arms around him. “Bradley is just himself. A bit reckless, a bit too much in love with himself.”
“A bit?” Lyn snorted. “Frankly, I was expecting you to be a lot harder on him than me.”
“Why? I’m not the one who had put him on a pedestal. Bradley can’t disappoint me since I’ve never invested unrealistic expectations in him.”
“Wow,” Lyn said slowly. “And ouch, so very ouch.” Another sigh followed, one he couldn’t keep in. “I guess that it has to be me, after all. To be the one to tell Bella. Damn, I hate this. I don’t want to ruin Brad’s life, but seriously--” He stopped abruptly and began munching on his lower lip. “How am I going to do it? I already feel so damn terrible.”
Alexander, however, appeared to be way too busy exploring his boyfriend’s body to answer. His lips were turning Lyn’s skin into pure fire everywhere they touched. As hard as he tried to remember, Lyn couldn’t recall one specific moment in time when a sex partner had made him feel like this.
Setting that aside, in all his relationships – fuck-buddy situationships, actually – he’d always been the man in charge. No one had managed to entice him the way Alexander did. It went beyond physical attraction… which was a strange thought, seeing how everything they were doing was designed to sex each other up. But Lyn knew it was true.
“Let me see your face,” he said in a tender voice that he didn’t recognize as his own.
Alexander obeyed and for a few long moments, they made eye contact. Lyn caressed his boyfriend’s – yes, he could say that – cheeks with his fingers enjoying how real Alexander was, how close.
“I can’t believe I’m so lucky,” he said, forgetting he was supposed to be keeping his guard up.
“Because I’m a catch?” When Alexander smiled, his dimples were to die for.
“Because you’re freaking amazing,” Lyn admitted and looked away.
It was Alexander’s turn to cup his cheek and made him meet his eyes again. “Are you being honest with me right now?”
“Can’t you tell? I’m one moment away from bursting into flames from embarrassment,” Lyn retorted.
Alexander smirked. “Good answer,” he praised, making Lyn’s inner puppy – a creature that must have been born that very moment – want to wiggle his tail and let out a happy yip.
“Shut up and kiss me already, you demon,” Lyn challenged. He took matters into his own hands and wrapped his arms around Alexander’s neck to pull him down.
When they kissed, the world disappeared. It was pure loss of control, too. Lyn could hear the soft, desperate sounds he was making while losing himself in kissing Alexander. It was true; he had never felt like this. He always made love with one eye open; El had used to tease him endlessly about it.
But now, he had both his eyes closed, yet he could see more clearly than ever.
Alexander found his way between Lyn’s legs with ease. He didn’t go for the ass, although Lyn opened his legs wide, hoping to get rammed.
Instead, Alexander brushed his cock against his, eliciting a short gasp from him.
“Oh, wow, that felt nice,” he admitted. “Should I turn around, though? Do you want to ride me?”
“It’s not a matter of ‘want’,” Alexander assured him. “I just don’t think your ass can handle me again so soon. Maybe you should fuck me again. After all, you made some really interesting promises not too long go.”
“Come on, Alexander, you’ve barely had your cherry popped. That is if we don’t count those crazy times of yours with the dildo,” he joked.
“Those don’t count,” Alexander echoed Lyn’s own words from before and dove in for another kiss.
Lyn could tell Alexander was up to something, slowly and awkwardly adjusting his position without letting go. Their lips continued their battle, as did their tongues, so when Lyn felt his cock slowly going into tight heat, his toes curled against the coverlet as he let out a grunt.
“Fuck, you’re crazy,” he moaned.
Alexander had a focused expression on his face as he guided Lyn’s cock inside himself for deeper penetration. The lube and cum already there helped some, but it was obvious it took some real effort to get into position.
As expected, the demon looked glorious once he had the whole of Lyn’s cock inside him. Triumphant, too, although there was a thin layer of sweat all over him. Lyn brushed his fingertips beside Alexander’s throat, gathering moisture, and brought them to his lips.
“You taste so fucking good,” he praised his former friend, current boyfriend. The two roles were not mutually exclusive.
Alexander smiled, full of himself. Actually, full of Lyn. It felt so damn great inside that tight ass that squeezed him with everything its owner had.
“Now,” Alexander teased, leaning over and brushing his lips over Lyn’s only to bite them playfully a second later, “the question is this: how long are you going to be able to last if I ride you like this?”
Lyn smacked Alexander’s left buttock and squeezed it hard. “Let’s see. After all, the novelty has worn off.” He gave his sex partner a smile that would hopefully compete with what the demon usually wore, and by doing so getting exceedingly on his nerves.
“Oh, bored with me already, then?” Alexander grinned and lifted his hips only a smidge, dropping back down hard.
Lyn would swear his eyes were rolling back in his head from too much pleasure. But he would very much love to stare at Alexander, at the way he looked in this moment, fucking himself on his best friend’s cock and transforming from a ladies’ favorite into a single guy’s number one.
He alternated between smiling dreamily at Alexander during the moments they paused to touch each other and kiss, and moaning in despair while his pleasure was mounting. For someone with no experience in how to ride a cock, Alexander truly applied himself with gusto. Lyn could tell his sex partner still experienced discomfort, but there was pleasure, too, on that handsome face.
“Easy,” he whispered, grabbing Alexander’s hips and steadying him. “Come here. I want to feel you close.”
It looked like Alexander wanted to protest but his resistance didn’t last longer than a moment.
“I bet you like it better when you top,” Lyn teased him while running his hands through Alexander’s silky hair and kissing his lips. At least now he could put his expertise and experience to good use.
He wrapped one arm around Alexander’s waist and held him in position, while he bent his knees and began fucking upward. By the look of pure surprise on Alexander’s face, he could tell he could satisfy and surprise his friend at the same time.
“Do you like that?” he asked, grinning and sticking out his tongue to lick Alexander’s lips.
“Yes, that actually feels--” Alexander sucked in a breath. “It’s not fair that you’re so good at this.”
“Jealous? Don’t be.” Lyn covered Alexander’s mouth with his to feed again from that impossible sensation of never having enough. “I’ll become jealous, too, and you don’t want that, right?”
“You’re assuming things, as usual.” Alexander’s breathing became even more labored. “I’d love it if you were jealous.”
“Really?” Lyn gasped as his cock seemed to reach even deeper inside Alexander. “Let me give it to you hard then. You’ll see what jealousy turns me into.”
There were no protests from Alexander when Lyn made him change position. Now he was on top, buried inside his insanely handsome boyfriend to the hilt and fucking him raw. The sensations overwhelmed him.
“It’s not usually like this for me,” he said, fighting to postpone the rush to shoot inside Alexander too soon. After all, he’d lose face if he did that. “I don’t lose myself in sex. With you, it’s different. And I don’t think it’s just because it feels so good.”
“Why is it then?” Alexander challenged him, gripping Lyn’s left hip with his long fingers. It wasn’t an admonitory squeeze, but it was an evident claim of possession.
“I have no idea,” Lyn replied. “Cross my heart. Please, don’t give me that look when I’m about to shoot in you again.”
Alexander smirked, pleased with himself without a doubt. “You’ll get it,” he said, although not with the goal of reassuring Lyn, but mostly to reassure himself. That was how it sounded in Lyn’s ears anyway.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” Lyn said. He controlled his breathing and his movements. He focused on Alexander’s face to catch any sign that his boyfriend was enjoying the way he was doing it. To him.
He wrapped one hand around Alexander’s hard cock. “Do you like having my cock in your ass, straight boy?” he asked in a tone he wanted to come across as playful.
“Not that straight if I’m letting you do this to me,” Alexander replied.
“Yeah, apparently,” Lyn teased some more.
It was a learned skill to be able to tell when the bottom he was pounding was getting close. With Alexander, however, he needed to be sure.
“Are you about to shoot?” he asked in a deep voice he almost didn’t recognize as his own.
“I am,” Alexander admitted. “Do you need my reassurance?”
“Always.”
“So honest, Lyn. It must be the sex. We should’ve done this sooner.”
Sooner? When? While Alexander was the idol of every girl on campus and Lyn was pining after Brad like a moron?
This moment was perfect because it was happening at the right time. Not sooner. Not later.
Just right.
“Alexander Montgomery III,” he said, aiming for a pompous tone and failing due to the way he was grunting and almost losing himself, “will you do me the honor to come while I pound your lovely aristocratic ass?”
“The honor is all mine,” Alexander replied in the same manner and then locking lips in an endless kiss.
That was all it took. He was a goner. He could feel Alexander’s body writhing under him, and there was no other cue he needed or wanted. That was permission to do his thing, and he wouldn’t ask for more.
Alexander was letting him do this to him. No, that wasn’t right. Alexander had enticed him to do this to him. They were fucking each other, kissing each other, coming inside each other. Lyn had never been this close to anyone else, sexually or otherwise.
Alexander knew him.
Alexander saw him.
It hit him like a ton of bricks, at the same moment as his orgasm, flooding his brain with endorphins.
Lyn collapsed on top of Alexander, breathing hard. His cock still pulsing inside his boyfriend’s tight heat.
Officially, he was losing it. And for Alexander, of all people. It didn’t sound like the impossible idea it would have before. It sounded more like—
--the right thing. Yes, that was it. The right thing.
TBC
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