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

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!

James didn't trip, exactly, but he did have to adjust after a small stagger. He managed to get one foot free from the pajama pants, the other dragging them along behind him. And once they made it to the bed, James pivoted on one foot so they'd fall side by side on it. That also gave him a chance to shake his leg free of the pants completely. Once they were gone, James rolled over on top of Eli and began to trail hot, wet kisses along his throat.

He gasped when they fell then laughed a bit as he ended up on his back in the end. Arching into the attention he was given, Eli shuddered and tossed his head back to expose more of his neck to him. Yes, please. He wanted so much more of that please. All of that.

Pushing his fingers through James' hair, he moaned softly, already so hard for him. Not that it was that hard given the fact that he was an eighteen year old young man. Horny didn't even begin to describe what his life was like these days.

James groaned softly, slotting his hips against Eli's while he licked and kissed his throat. He was getting harder by the minute, both savoring the boy under him and what they'd soon doing. There's a thrill in knowing he's the first person to experience this with Eli. It made him ache in ways he hadn't felt in years.

Before they got much further along, James reached across to the table beside sofa bed, blindly feeling around inside the drawer for the bottle of lube and a condom. Just because he hadn't been dating anyone didn't mean he wasn't prepared. Once retrieved, he tossed them beside them so they'd be in reach when it was time.

And after that? His mouth mapped over Eli's skin, trailing over a shoulder, along his collarbones, then down the center of his chest. James caressed Eli's sides and chest, fingers toying with his nipples as he shuffled down the boy's body, lower and lower.

Curious to see what James was grabbing, he quickly realized and his cheeks colored with excitement. But he only had so much time to process that before the man was then worshiping him and finding all those wonderfully sensitive places again. Those ones that made him squirm and let out whimpering moans as he pressed into all the touches and kisses that he was given.

Reaching down, he pushed his fingers through James' hair as he bit his lower lip. He knew where that mouth was going and yet he had no idea how this would feel. Watching porn or hearing about it wasn't experiencing it after all!

And oh he couldn't wait for that experience...

That was exactly James' purpose: to find those places that elicited the best reactions from his inexperienced lover. They would find out together what Eli liked best, and James would etch that into his memory so he could pick Eli apart in the most delightful of ways in the future. It wasn't just about his pleasure, but giving Eli pleasure, too.

James moved to trace the curve of Eli's hip with his lips, breathing in deep. He could smell sweat from Eli's night at work and his own unique scent as he moved closer to his groin. He finally moved to the center and mouthed along Eli's erection from base to tip.

Eli was not one to swear. It was something his teachers loved and always praised him for. He kept his language clean and it maintained that good boy image. Honestly that wasn't even the reason why he didn't swear though. It just wasn't something he ever thought of when he spoke.

Unlike right now. Those hands on his nipples had already been so much but that mouth on his cock? Somewhere a mouth had never been before? It made him choke on his noises and almost cum on the spot, hips jerking right away.

"...sh...shit..."

Something about hearing profanity from those usually proper lips made James's blood run hotter. One hand slid along Eli's side, settling against his hips, while the other moved between the boy's thighs to nudge them further apart. James drew himself onto his knees and offered a warm smile to Eli.

"I have to get you ready first, do you understand?" They haven't really talked much about sex so James didn't know how much Eli knew about how sex between two guys worked.

He felt so dizzy but he nodded fast. He'd never even had something up his ass before and had really only had anything down there only handled by doctors. This was entirely new territory and he was loving every second of it. Swallowing, Eli brought his hands to his own face to rub a moment to ground himself.

It only smudged his make up more when his hands fell to either side of his head. "I'll be okay. I trust you, James."

James nodded once and reached for the bottle of lube. Pouring a measure into one hand, he proceeded to coat his fingers with the slick oil before reaching between Eli's legs, moving under his balls to find that tightly puckered hole hidden there. His fingertips brushed against that sensitive spot, lightly at first, then with more pressure.

"If it's uncomfortable, tell me, alright?"

It already felt strange to have someone touching him there. Not bad at all but very strange. But Eli could tell he liked it so he nodded that he'd let his boyfriend know if it was uncomfortable. But already it seemed to be fine with what was going on so far.

Curling his fingers in the bedding again, he made sure to keep his legs open to him. "Okay."

It didn't take two hands to do this, so James reached for one of Eli's with his free hand. He threaded his fingers between Eli's as he massaged his opening. The slock oil coated the tight ring of muscle and James gently wiggled his first finger inside. All the while, he kept look at Eli's face to make sure he wasn't feeling any significant discomfort.

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