bsumone | ❝ You fairies love where love is wise and just ❞

He couldn't believe he could to watch this man finish. The evidence was all over them and he gazed at his own hand in fascination. Wow. Just wow. Leaning against James, he nuzzled his head against his shoulder then let out a happy little laugh. That had been amazing.

"I feel...so good."

The hand at Eli's cheek shifted back so those fingers could curl at the back of his neck. Silently, James lamented his rookie mistake of not getting a towel before they started all this. This is what happens when you're too eager for your brand-new partner. James kept his hand wrapped around them, delighting in the feel of Eli's cock against his.

"Me too."

Eli wrapped his other arm around the man's neck as he settled for resting against him. Dancer though he was he honestly didn't have sexual stamina yet. Most of the time he didn't really have the energy even to masturbate. So that orgasm had left him nicely boneless.

"Nap with me?"

"We should clean up." But there's something in his voice that indicates he doesn't really want to move. Or have Eli move. The hand at the boy's neck followed the line of his spine downward until reaching the small of his back. Then James wrapped that arm around him and he gave a slight nod. If Eli didn't mind being sticky, James could deal with it.

"I don't mind waiting." There was no hurry. They weren't going anywhere and they could rest a bit then maybe shower together or something. Eli was still feeling his way around for how all of this worked. What he did know was that now that they'd unlocked this much he was so content to be naked with his boyfriend.

"Nap?"

"Nap," he agreed. He didn't wait for Eli to move at all, he just flopped to one side with a satisfied little smile. They could wiggle around and figure out something comfortable together. All James really cared about right now was staying close to Eli. Even just laying together and stroking his skin until they both drifted off to sleep sounded ideal.

Eli slept peacefully and could easily say the rest of their date was easily the best he'd ever had. They even had dinner together and by the time Monday came around, he was looking forward to when they'd be able to have another date. Of course they were busy so that was delayed and days passed but getting to give his boyfriend a secret smile during class meant the world for him.

Weekend crowds were always rough and Eli really tried to get out of them when he could. But this one was unavoidable since he was the new guy. So he'd gone in and the entire night there had been issues with one of the people there. Not only would he not keep his hands to himself but he had to be thrown out. Twice. No one was sure how he'd gotten back in.

But the second time he swore he'd give Eli a ride home. Enough so that he felt seriously creeped out and scared to go anywhere near his own place. Going to one of the bouncers, he asked for him to wait with him outside then went to go get changed before calling up his boyfriend.

"James? Can you come get me? There was a really creepy guy all night and I'm...I'm scared to go to the bus stop." As soon as he had confirmation, he was outside with the bouncer in the pouring rain, clutching his bag tight until he saw the car and his boyfriend behind the wheel.

Without hesitation, he ran over to him and waved that he was okay now before getting into the car and sinking low in the seat. He was cold and wet and shivering. Though that last part wasn't just from how cold it was outside.

"...if Malory isn't home can we go to your place?" he asked quietly.

It was late but James answered the call. Even before they became a couple, he offered to help Eli if he needed it. That was the promise when he gave Eli his cell number. He hoped, for Eli's sake, that such a call wouldn't come, but when it did James didn't dawdle. He didn't even bother to dress properly, he just threw a hooded jacket over his pajamas to keep the rain off and slipped barefoot into shoes to head over.

"I'll be there as soon as I can," he assured over the phone.

And truly, he made no stops, took no detours, and had taken all of five minutes to get from his cozy bed to the road. Seeing the bouncer waiting with Eli took the sharpest edge of worry from James' mind. As soon as he saw them, he pulled into the alley and leaned over to open the passenger door for his young boyfriend. As soon as that door was closed, he put the car in gear and started to drive through to the other end of the alley to get back on the road.

In the dim light, he could tell that Eli was really rattled. Seeing that made his lips press into a thin line and he kept a careful watch in his rearview mirror for anything that might be suspicious.

"She went back to her mom's today." Which meant that they could go back to his place. Even if his daughter hadn't left, he wouldn't have taken Eli anywhere else. Scared and cold? No, he would've let him have the hideaway bed and he'd have taken the couch and worried about making up so story later. James dawdled for a few blocks to ensure they were safe to head back. At the first red light, he wiggled out of his jacket to drape it over Eli.

The ride to James' house was blessedly uneventful. He held Eli's hand the whole time, right up the time he had to let go to unlock the front door. It was late and dark and who in the world would see them? He flicked the foyer light on once they were inside, both of them now wet from the rain, though James significantly less so. In clear lighting, he could still see how upset Eli was. But also... with his hair dripping and makeup smeared, he looked absolutely debauched.

"Wait here, I'll get you a towel and something dry." With that, he vanished into the house. When he came back, James had an oversized towel and some pajamas for Eli. Just a pair of lounge pants and a plain t-shirt. He also had a pair of socks in case Eli's feet were cold, too. "C'mon," he said quietly as he wrapped the towel around the young man's shoulders and used one end of it to tussle Eli's hair so it wasn't dripping. Once satisfied he was dry enough not to drip through the house, he handed Eli the change of clothes.

"Go get changed. I'll get you something hot to drink and you can tell me what happened... if you want." If he didn't want to talk about it, that was fine.

Grateful for the coat, he curled up in it until it was time to leave the car. By the time they got inside he still felt rattled but safe. James was safety and his house was safety. Nothing could get him here because James would keep him safe. Eli was muscular sure but he wasn't a fighter. His friends always told him he was too soft hearted for that.

Guess they were right after all.

Letting his boyfriend take care of him, he didn't resister at all to being dried off then nodded as he took the clothes. Going to where he knew the bathroom was, he didn't even think to take his makeup off. Quite literally he yanked the wet clothes off to hang over the towel rack then he pulled on the borrowed clothes that were a little too big for him since James was broader than him.

But he was glad to have them as he darted back out to the other room. Makeup could always come off later. He wanted to go back to the person who made him feel safe and went to wrap his arms around him from behind.

"...thanks..."

James was in the kitchen making some tea for them when Eli's arms slipped around his waist.

"For what?" Of course he would come when Eli called. Without hesitation. That was true before they were a couple and it's just as true now that they are. He picked up a mug in each hand and nodded toward the couch. They could snuggle up together to chase the chill away while they drank their drinks. And if Eli didn't let go? Well, James would just walk very carefully with the boy leeched onto him.

Once they made it to the couch, James gave Eli one of the mugs and kept the other in one hand. The other arm draped over his boyfriend's shoulder and pulled him against his side. "Do you want to tell me what happened?"

He did let go to make it easier to walk, cuddling into that strong side when they were at the couch. Blowing on his drink, he had a sip of it. Did he want to? No. But he also did at the same time. Because it had been a really creepy experience that had freaked him out quite a bit.

"A guy came in. I don't know if he was drunk or high but he was really into me. He kept reaching for me while I was dancing and the bouncers threw him out. We don't know how he got back inside but somehow he did. And..."

Eli let out a breath. "I felt his hand on my ass when I was paying attention to another person. It was scary to turn around and see him trying to get into the briefs I was wearing. They threw him out again but he called to me and said that he'd make sure that he got me home tonight after my shift. So I asked Joe to stand with me outside and I called you."

A couple more sips and he felt himself calming, feeling so much safer now that he was with his boyfriend. "Why I said thanks earlier... It's because you kept your word and followed through without question. It means a lot to me."

He looked up at him with a smile that he was finally able to find. "You're my hero."

James kept Eli close, rubbing his hand against the boy's arm to help him warm up. What Eli described made him frown. He felt like this probably wouldn't be the last time something like this happened given the nature of his work. Did that make it okay? Absolutely not. Perhaps it bothered him even more that someone not only frightened but laid hands on his boyfriend.

But now that Eli was smiling, James felt more at ease. Well, fixated? He looked like a different person with that makeup, even though it was running from the rain. James leaned forward to set his mug on the coffee table and then turned where he sat so he could better look at Eli. He reached up to cup his face, running this thumb over the curve of his cheek.

"I'll always help you if I can."

He just managed another sip of his drink when he had his chin cupped. Loving that immediately, he wiggled a bit to plop his chin more onto that hand with an even bigger smile. All of the tension was bleeding out of his body now that he was truly safe and warmed up.

"I probably look like a mess. I didn't want to wash my face or fix my hair because I wanted to get back out to you."

James wasn't complaining about it though so clearly it had to be fine.

A mess? James looked him over, eyes drinking in Eli's face. Sure, the makeup was runny, but what remained made his skin look pale and left something of a shimmer on the highest parts of his cheeks. James' lips parted and he sucked in a slow breath. He looked absolutely... fuckable.

"You look amazing."

His eyes widened at that. Really? He looked amazing? With his makeup running down his cheeks, the lipstick smeared, and his hair sticking to him since it was still wet? The glance he'd gotten in the mirror had made him worried he was a disaster but James clearly didn't see the same thing that he did.

Eli watched him a moment then leaned over to give him a quick kiss and a smile. He was glad he was here for the night. Already he felt so much better. Lighter than air. Maybe that was how tired he was but he didn't care. He wasn't ready to sleep yet.

James' hand slipped away from Eli's face, reaching for the cup in his hands to set it aside. Now warmer from the mug of tea, his hand returned to Eli's cheek and he leaned in for a deeper kiss. When he pulled back, Eli's lipstick was smeared even more. The way he looked was how James imagined he would in his fantasy about fucking in Eli's club.

"The way you look right now makes me want you so much, Eli."

He glanced at the cup but realized that was probably a good idea when he got another kiss. This one was deeper, lasting longer and stealing his breath away. A little flushed, his eyes fluttered open when James pulled away, Eli's lips chasing after a bit because he didn't want the kiss to end.

That one sentence made his heart race. Swallowing, he shifted closer, tilting his head into the hand still on his cheek.

"I'm yours," he murmured, offering himself without hesitation.

Oh, how he wanted to take those words at face value. But did Eli really understand? James shifted closer, running a hand down the boy's chest. His body heat bled through that thin t-shirt and James felt his heart pounding under his hand. His hand paused there, palm over Eli's heart, before continuing downward. His eyes glanced down, following his hand moving over the boy's body.

"I want to have sex with you right now."

He always loved that James made sure he had his full consent. It meant even more after the night he'd had. So he climbed onto his lap then and straddled him. Licking his lips, he guided that hand to actually go to the edge of his borrowed pants and to slip in to touch his ass more directly.

With a shiver, Eli repeated his words. "I'm yours."

He breathed out heavily when Eli moved, and again when the boy guides James' hand into his pants. Would he ever get over how toned his muscular body was? Probably not. But, oh, how he enjoyed touching Eli. That hard muscle under his hands, that hot skin.

"We should get to bed." Not to sleep.

They should. Virgin though he was, he knew that everything they might need was...not there. But before then, he cupped his boyfriend's face to kiss him deeply before finally moving to get off of his lap to make it easier for them to go to the other room.

Drinks? Who needed those? He wanted James to warm him in much more new and interesting ways right now.

They could have fresh tea later if they were inclined. For now, James left the cups on the coffee table. When James rose from his seat, he turned to hold his hand out for Eli. The boy hardly needed any help getting up, but he wanted to share some affection as they made their way to this office that also served as James' bedroom.

The bed was already pulled out since James was sleeping when Eli called. He certainly wasn't tired any longer. Concern was gone since Eli felt more at ease and all that was left was desire. Honestly, he couldn't recall wanting someone as much as he wanted Eli. Seeing him daily at school was fine, it let him see with his own eyes that the boy was doing well. But when they were alone? And when Eli looked like that? Well, James was still a man, after all.

As soon as they were in the privacy of James' room, he swooped in for a hungry kiss, tugging Eli flush against him. His hands moved along that strong back, from his shoulders down. Then his fingers curled into the hem of the t-shirt Eli only just put on. That would be gone just as soon as James was finished ravaging the boy's mouth.

He barely had time to feel bad that he'd woken his boyfriend up when he was eaten alive by that kiss. Something he truly had no problem with as he pressed himself to James, only mournful of the fact that they had to separate long enough for the man to get his shirt off of him. Moaning into the contact when it came back, he buried his hands under James' shirt to curl his fingers and give him light scratches.

As easy as it would be to get his shirt off too, he didn't want to break the kiss again so soon. So Eli occupied himself with just dragging his hands over that wonderfully hard body until he brought his hands back to his own hips.

Dropping the rest of his clothes to the ground, he sighed happily. Now he would be able to feel those hands all over him at any point and never have to worry about fabric getting in the way.

James groaned quietly at the bite of Eli's nails against his skin, arching against him. Though he couldn't see it because they were too busy kissing, James felt Eli's pants fall and his hands moved immediately to run along his sides and over his hips. He pulled Eli closer still, feeling the warmth of his skin bleeding through the thin layer of James' clothes between them.

He didn't want to break away from kissing Eli, either, alas... clothes had to go. When they needed air, James hastily pulled his shirt over his head and dropped it aside. He was eager to get his hands back on that toned body he wanted so badly. He dove back in for another devouring kiss as he walked them back toward the bed.

Thank god. Now he could more freely press himself to that sexy body. Smashing himself close, Eli moaned gladly into the kiss as he followed after his boyfriend. Before they got to the bed though, he shoved his hands into those pants so he could get them off of James.

Probably not smart and it might lead to them tripping and falling onto the bed but that was fine right? Totally fine!

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