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The streets of New Eridu were completely different from the mismanaged mix of gravel and dirt of the Outer Ring. The asphalt was a smoother ride, not that you could go that fast, Pub Sec all over and everything, but it was a nice change of pace. It didn't have the thrill of the bumps and curves of the outer rings, the endless horizon of paths and desert, but it did have one thing that would outrank all of the things in the Outer Ring.
“Sup Proxy!” He said walking into the front door of the small shop known as Random Play, or more playfully known as Phaeton’s den.
“Lighter, Good to see you. Thankfully no one is here, otherwise I might have just been given up by Public Security.” He joked glancing at the biker, a smile on his lips despite the very serious statement.
“Ah sorry Sweetheart, I'll work on that.” He bit back his voice, sorry for the very real trouble it could have caused.
“It's fine, I know it's more legal out there, but I've told you before, just call me Wise.” He said placing the last film on the shelf from his stack. His eyes made their way to the taller man.
Red creeped to his face, somehow it seemed so intimate to say his name. “Whatcha up to today, Wise?” he eventually asked, an awkward smile dawning on his face.
“Restocking the store. You caught me at a good time, we just got back from Lumina Square not too long ago.”
“Oh, yer sister here too?” Lighter asked, walking to the counter where the Manager stood behind, and giving a little wave to Eighteen.
“Oh she bolted out right when we got home. Said she had plans with a friend tonight that she couldn't miss.” Wise leaned on said counter as he spoke. His face resting on his hands as he looked toward the biker. The warm light above him illuminated his silver hair, and he looked like a beautiful nymph plucked straight from fiction.
“So ya free tonight?” Lighter asked his thumb digging into his palm as he asked. His gaze didn't leave Wise's face as he asked, the look in those seafoam eyes always left him a little breathless.
“I already told you I was, what do you have in mind?” He nodded at the Bangboo to close up the store for the day.
Lighter had been waiting for this moment all day, he and the Manager texted back and forth pretty regularly, but plans to meet up had been more frequent as of late. After all, they were both busy people. Lighter, the undisputed Champion of the Sons of Calyadon, was busy with work trying to stabilize the Outer Ring under Caesar's very new rule. As the new Overlord, replacing someone who had nearly a decade of experience, naturally people weren't too happy, especially with the circumstances surrounding the most recent Tour de Inferno. And Wise, Random Plays Manger, and more secretly, a legendary Proxy. A life filled with plenty of twists and turns surely. He wondered if the younger man ever rested between his interknot commissions, store management, and missions from the various groups seeking his guidance. Even a few hours together was more than he could ask for, even a few hours to spend with his love.
“We can just watch a movie if ya want, since you've already been out all day.” Lighter said, reaching a hand out to play with the bangs covering Wises face.
Said man melted at the contact and hummed in agreement. “Sure, if there isn't anything else you want to do. You can head up if you want. I just have a couple things to finish up.”
“Ah, I was hoping I could creep ya out and just stare at yer pretty face while you work.” He joked and smiled tugging at his lips.
Wise just shrugged and continued to close up the store, walking in the back to make sure Eighteen and Six were plugged into their charging stations. He could be heard saying a few words to Fairy, which Lighter wasn't exactly sure what was with that, but better to leave those sides of things to the professionals after all.
Then Wise walked back into the lobby of Random Play, past Lighter and to the stairs up to his room. He turned around briefly, “Come on, you want an invitation?”
“Yes actually.” He laughed, pushing himself from the counter and following his boyfriend up the stairs like the lovesick fool he was.
Wise plucked up a tape from his table and put it on swiftly. “What? Don't I get a choice?” The banter continued.
“You never choose. But if you want to, go ahead and pick something out.” Wise countered as he continued to set up the movie, knowing Lighter was just pulling his strings.
“I'm just kidding, who am I to argue with yer legendary movie tastes?” He plopped down onto the couch, followed by Wise, snuggling into his side. He had discarded his jacket and sneakers at some point, and Lighter was quick to throw his jacket on the back of the couch while Wise started the movie.
“You’re lucky you're cute.” The manger muttered while resting his head on the broad shoulder.
“I should be saying that to you.” he leaned over to peck at the silver hair, one hand playing with the hem of Wise’s shirt.
“And here I thought you liked me for my award winning personality.” His hand went down to rest in the warm larger hand, and his head leaned more onto Lighter chest, turning to glance at his sunglasses.
“How lucky I am.” His hand squeezed the other’s, warming the cold fingertips with his own scorching skin.
“Good you know it Champ.” He laughed.
“So overconfident.” Lighter launched at the other, holding Wise tightly and shaking him in his arms. All the while giggles erupted from the other. He buried his face in the pale skin of the manager's neck and gave light kisses, his hands moving from squeezing the smaller frame to resting on his hips, kisses turning slower and more heated. “So beautiful.” he whispered into the skin.
Wise took a moment to catch his breath, one hand coming up to rest on Lighter’s back, the other carding through the dark locks. A hum of content heard from his throat. Lighter turned to his face, peppering his jaw and cheeks with even more love, before coming to his lips, resting his own on them, slow and languid in his ministrations. Just two people in love. Wise kissed back, his eyes closed. An almost drowsy feeling in his movements, born from the comfort, the security, and the overwhelming feeling that was being in love with the Lighter Lorenz.
Lighter pulled back for a moment, a hand moving to cradle the younger's face. Wise cracked his eyes open, and looked up to see Lighter, a small smile present on his lips. And at such close proximity, he saw through those dark shades, and in it saw a look that ignited him. His face flushed and he pulled Lighter back towards him, pressing their lips together, arms wrapping around the taller’s neck. “You aren't so bad yourself.” He said after parting, leaning back into the couch and sighing.
Lighter followed him down, lying on Wise’s chest, his ear over the racing heartbeat below. His arms wrapped around him, eyes looking above his glasses to watch Wise’s smile, feeling cold hands find themselves tangled in his hair once again. For all his bravado, all his confidant flaunting, for all his charm, he always ended up like this. Atop Wise like a puppy, nuzzling and parading for his attention. It was sweet the way this full fledged fighter, biker gang champion, looked at him like nothing else mattered. “How lucky I am.” He echoed the previous sentiment. For a while they laid like that, before Wise patted at his back.
“Ok Ok, it's very nice to be so warm, but you're crushing me over here.” Wise said, letting out a shaky breath. Lighter scrambled up, saying his sorries. “It's ok, I like it really, it's like a really heavy blanket.”
By now the movie they put on was rolling its credits, and truthfully Lighter didn't even remember the name. Wise didn't seem to mind, he probably wasn't paying attention either. “You’re staying the night right?”
“Course I am Darlin” He answered, “Unless you'd rather me go.”
“Stop joking.” Wise huffed. “It's late, let's lay down.” He stood and held a hand out for Lighter.
Lighter, took the hand and with a mischievous grin, tugged him back down atop himself. He wrapped his arms around Wise, a yelp leaving his lips and he was lifted up, legs wrapping around the fighter. “Lighter!” He yelled, arms wrapping around the others shoulders,
“I won't drop ya sweetheart.” He walked towards the middle of the room and spun around with the smaller man wrapping around like a cat, claws digging in his back.
“What's gotten into you.” he asked as he was laid on the bed.
“Just love you too much.” was the response.
“On second thought maybe you should head back, you are so full of energy after all.” Wise looked away, that sweet talker.
“Baby, I’m sorry” He kneeled in front of him, digging his face into his lap with his arms holding the other’s waist.
Wise petted the head, “Hmm, how will I ever sleep with such an energetic man clinging to me?” He feigned a question in his voice. “If only there was some way to dispel some of this unwanted energy.”
Lighter peeked up from his place at Wise’s waist. “Whatcha thinkin bout?”
“Well if you don't know and I don't know, then I guess we'll just lay here till we fall asleep, what a pity.” He shrugged and moved to lay down.
“I might have an idea.” Lighter spoke up, acting shy.
“Why don't you show me then?” Wise said a mischievous glint in his eyes and he turned back to the man.
Lighter launched at him, hands holding his face as he started hard and heated. His lips moved against Wise’s with practiced ease, licking at them until Wise groaned, slipping his tongue inside and mapping out every nook of the warm mouth. Wise was under him, panting from the sudden stimulation.
Lighter’s hands trailed down, slipping under the shirt, hands leaving a trail of flames in their wake as they danced across the cool skin, soft and pliant beneath his touch. Wise wrapped his arms around the warm neck. Lighter broke from his mouth leaving wet kisses across his lips to his neck where he sucked and bit at the skin. It had been far too long since he last touched the body beneath him. Tight schedules on both sides, and too many factors keeping them from each other. Texts just weren't enough after a time, the longing only growing with each passing day, each new hour.
His hips jutted down, leaving Wise jerking, a high moan falling from pretty kiss bitten lips. He repeated the movement, his own breath coming out heavier. “Lig-Lighter..” Wise called sweetly, hands roaming now, slipping under the tight black fabric of Lighter’s shirt.
Taking the initiative, he discarded the fabric, pulling Wise’s own off as well. He took a moment to fold his glasses and put them on the ledge around Wise’s bed. His mouth continued down, leaving purpling marks across his chest, before licking gently at the tip of the smaller’s pink nipple. Wise arched his back into the touch, panting from the contact. A hand tugging at the black hair, which only spurred the other on. Lighter brought a hand down to squeeze at Wise’s forming hardness. The younger gaped at the feeling, bucking to the warm hand cupping him below.
Lighter swiftly took his hand away earning a whine from Wise and he unbuckled the manager's pants. He looked up into his eyes for confirmation, “Lighter. Hurry up.” Wise tried to sound more strict but his voice came out higher and more whiny than anything that could feel threatening.
Lighter just laughed, pulling the pants down, along with underwear, chucking them into the corner of the room Wise normally kept his laundry. “Whatever you want Darlin.”
Wise groaned, relief and need crashing all at once. Lighter continued his ministrations lower, moving to the now free cock with small kisses, before taking the tip into his mouth and sucking generously, saliva and precum swirling on his tongue. He bobbed his head a few times before popping off.
“Lube?” he asked, and hand kneaded at the soft flesh of Wise’s ass. The younger reached behind the pillow tossing it toward Lighter. “Wow, prepared aren't we.” he squeezed some on his fingers as he spoke.
Wise averted his gaze. “Don't tease…” He was quickly cut off as Lighter wrapped his lips around his dick once again, and at the same time pushed his finger into his hole, earning a yelp from the smaller man. He was quicker now, bopping his head faster, and moving his finger lightly but quickly, adding in a second one. Wise was a panting moaning mess, his legs wrapped tightly around Lighter's head and his hand scrambling for purchase when Lighter pushed against his sweet spot.
A loud moan, resembling something like Lighter's name fell from his lips and his back arched, legs tightening around the warmth of the biker. A third finger was added and Lighter went from his dick to kissing and sucking his inner thighs, leaving more marks there. Wise's prostate was abused and his gut tightened before it all stopped at one, a whine escaped his chest and he sucked in a breath.
Lighter could feel the tightening of soft thighs around his head, each moan from the younger spilling out from his pretty lips muffled but vibrant. Each little thing his lover did drove him further and further into oblivion, helping the other chase pleasure. He could feel the way Wise tightened, eyes shut and mouth open. But they had a long night ahead of them, why would he let the fun end so early.
Wise brought down a hand against the shoulder, a smirk on Lighter lips at what felt more like a tap, “Lighter whyyy?” he whined out, tears dotting his eye corners. In the meantime, he kicked off his pants and boxers. He grabbed the bottle again and squeezed the cold liquid on his own dick, flinching at the sensation.
“We got all night baby, I'll make sure you feel nice.” Lighter moved up, brushing his lips against the others. He nudged his cock against the hole, sliding it between the pale cheeks. He watched as Wise’s brow furrowed, a complaint ready on his tongue.
Before any complaints could be said, he lined himself up, and pushed in.
Wise’s head rocked back at the feeling, the stretch was always a little bit much, but the feeling of fullness, and how Lighter seemed to reach every inch of homemade up for it.
Lighter rocked slowly, letting Wise adjust. The rise and fall of his chest mesmerized him, and he brought a hand up to pinch one of the nipples, warning a glare from Wise. “How ya doin?” He asked, placing his hands on the lean hips.
Wise let out a deep breath, “You can move now.” he sucked in a breath as Lighter pulled out, “Slowly.” he added, knowing Lighter was ready to plow into him.
“Anything you want darlin.” He rocked forward slowly, reaching deeper than before. He pulled back and continued the movement, gaining speed as Wise’s breath turned ragged, pants and little moans falling from him as his hands scrambled on the sheets.
“More, more, please, ah” Wise cried as Lighter picked up the pace, fucking into him harshly, each thrust rocking Wise against the bed. The grip on his hips was harsh, more than likely leaving marks that would last days on his pale skin. Lighted groaned above him, gaze fixated on his own face, fire in his eyes. He leaned down, his breath ghosting over Wise’s lips, kissing him sloppily, pulling back slightly to breathe in the same oxygen.
Fire on his skin, trailing on his hips, fire inside him, forging its own space in his gut, fire spreading through each cell of his veins, burning him and coiling him into a tightly wrung spring. With each thrust from the other man, the coil grew tighter, his own mine losing its ability to make sense of anything as his body made its own choice for him. He could feel each brush inside of him, nerves on fire as Lighter hit his prostate over and over, pleasure rocking over him until the coil slipped and snapped.
He cried out, nails digging into the muscular back, holding himself close to the fiery skin, his spend drawing robes across his abdomen. Lighter continued to drive into him, rocking him through his orgasm. His thrusts sped up and abused his tired hole, and his arms wrapped around his waist. His hips jackrabbit before one last harsh push and staying, Wise could feel the warmth spread through him, Lighter dug his face into his nape, biting into the skin, his hips jerking as the warmth continued to spread. Wise threw his head back and moaned as Lighter licked at the bite.
For a moment they stayed like that, arms around one another, skin sticky with sweat at cum. Lighter broke the moment, kissing Wise's cheeks, and brushing his eyelids with his lips, kissing away the spilled tears. Wise hummed and started rubbing circles in the other back.
“Maybe now I can finally sleep.” Wise laughed. Lighter tightened his grip on him, Wise could feel that the dick in him was still clearly hard, and jerking inside. “On second thought, I guess not.” He said with a smile, bringing hand to brush through the wild look of Lighter’s hair.
“You started it.” He muttered.
“Well, wanna go again?” Wise asked, leaning back and holding the biker's face in his hands. He looked so soft like this, eyes searching his face, and lips slightly parted.
“You are a cruel guy.” Lighter muffled his words by shoving his face into Wise’s chest.
In response Wise ground his hips onto the cock, making Lighter glance back up at him. “We got all night, right?”
Lighter grinned up at him and shot forward to keep kissing his lovely boyfriend. “God I love you Wise.”
“I love you too Lighter.”