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Leo and Jeremy had been dating for a few years. They both had stable jobs and moved into an apartment together. It wasn’t big but still rather spacious and more importantly, theirs.
They finally had their own freedom and could do whatever they wanted with their lives.
With Leo making most of the money as an employment attorney, Jeremy had a lot of free time. He worked as a tattoo artist and his shop was closed today, that left him at home for a certain amount of time.
Luckily, some of his friends from college were having a brunch date and asked if he wanted to come. He said yes because he had nothing better to do and this couldn’t take too long could it?
Yes Jeremy, yes it could.
The “brunch” date was more like a frat party with more drugs and alcohol. There were also way too many people for a simple get together with friends, while he could distinctly make out some old faces, some were completely foreign and out of his league.
At around 6pm he started to feel hot and dizzy. The heat spread from his face to the area around his pelvis and he knew he needed to get out of there.
As he pushed through the crowd one smug face caught his eye. It was Oliver. The kid who punched him and then knee’d him in the face before slamming his head against the wall. He definitely wasn’t grateful for that but he was happy that it caused him to finally talk to the man he loved most.
“Oh? Looks like the stuff’s finally kicked in.” He said grinning and pushing him into a nearby hallway.
“Heard your datin’ that one kid, what’s his name? Neo? Eh doesn’t matter. Point is, you’re a gay freak. You’ll never amount to anything and you’re too stupid to even notice someone roofieing your drink. You are beneath me.” He spat with so much venom in his voice that Jeremy almost gave a shit about his opinion.
“Is that all?” He said, dusting himself off. “I have a very hot husband to get to and I’m feeling pretty hot myself-“ Oliver punched him.
“Freak.” He hissed once more and raised his fist to throw another punch. Jeremy braced for the impact but when he thought it would happen, nothing came.
He was about to open his eyes when another punch was thrown, but not at him.
He slowly looked up at the two (?) figures standing before him. One was a tall outline and the other was of about the same stature but ever so slightly smaller. The tall one was beating the short man into the wall and it took Jeremy a second to realize it was his boyfriend.
“Leo- Leo! Cut it out!” He exclaimed, pulling him back.
“You motherfucker! Don’t fucking touch him ever again you filthy fuckin’ animal!” He yelled with so much fury in his tone, Jeremy thought he might be next.
Eventually, Jeremy calmed his lover down and convinced him to come back home but when they got there, his boyfriend wasn’t how he expected him to be.
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They were kissing, against a wall. It was a pretty normal occurrence and Jeremy was happy to do so, considering the drugs he had taken, and since it wasn’t a lot he felt conscious enough to make decisions right?
No.
When Leo kissed him as usual, it felt like heaven and that was always enough for him. But today? It just wasn’t doing anything to exhaust the drug and since he couldn’t take a hint as to what happened at the party, it wasn’t clear what would happen.
“L-Leo, please I need— want-“ Jeremy stammered out his sentence, “f-fuck me, please…”
He was sweating and panting out his lewd requests. His lover looked as aroused as he felt and quickly removed his shirt as he placed a few quick kisses on Jeremy’s neck before hoisting him up onto his waist and carrying them to the bedroom.
When they reached their destination, he dropped Jeremy onto the bed and leaned over him, caging him in with his elbows on either side of his face.
“Are you sure you want this? We don’t have to-“
“ Don’t you dare,” Jeremy threatened with a flash of teeth, “if you pull away, so help me god we’re breaking up.”
After he finished speaking his face paled as if he had just realized what happened.
Leo didn’t look upset, or even mildly surprised. Infact, nothing showed on his face at all. He just put a comforting hand on Jeremy’s waist and rubbed slow circles.
He opened his mouth to speak but Leo was faster, “Darling, what did you take at that party?” He pondered with concern in his tone, “if you took something that would make your disorder act up i should know.”
He wasn’t angry, or even surprised in the slightest, just curious about what was making him act up like this
At that Jeremy looked away and sighed lightly, “Oliver, he—fuck— he put something in my drink..sorry…”
Leo was silent again. But not like before, no. This was different.
Now Leo looked murderous. He grabbed Jeremy’s chin, forcing him to look Leo in the eyes.
“No.”
“What do you-“
“No. Don’t you ever apologize for shit that was never your fault in the first place. I’m sorry that I wasn’t there to protect you and that there isn’t much I can do for you now, but if I ever and I mean ever catch you apologizing to me for something I will bow at your feet and beg for forgiveness. Am I clear?”
Jeremy just gaped and nodded before Leo swooped him up into a bridal carry and walked them to the en-suite bathroom where he started filling up the tub with water.
He set him down on the counter gently before he started stripping all but Jeremy’s underwear off and gave him a “look” that said everything.
Jeremy quickly hopped off the counter signaling for Leo to turn around while he deprived his skin of clothes and Jeremy added roses and a bath bomb to the now warm water.
“Is this ok? Is there anything else you need?” His worry was very endearing and it made Jeremy chuckle a little bit as he drew him in for a kiss with clammy palms and a sweaty forehead.
“Yes, there’s no need to worry about me. Though, there is another way of getting rid of the drug…” he said not-so slyly
“No. We’ve already decided that this is how we’re doing things, don’t make me force you into that tub.” Leo threatened insincerely.
After a bit of back and forth between the two, Jeremy agreed to take a bath and meet Leo in the room. (Not without a bit of persuasion of course;) )
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“Leo? Baby, I finished bathing. And the drug should’ve wore off by now” Jeremy called out from outside the bathroom door.
There was no response at first but then he heard quiet footsteps and a warm embrace from behind, accompanied with Leo nuzzling his neck and breathing in his scent.
“Hi baby,” a deep sniff and exhale, “how are you?” Another inhale.
The sniffing gradually got heavier as Jeremy sat down in Leo’s lap to dry his own hair. At some point it turned into panting, then subtle shifts from Leo as if he was uncomfortable.
“You okay? You’re panting and movin’ around a lot. Is this uncomfortable? I can move-“ a low groan escaped Leo’s mouth as Jeremy tried to get up.
“No—hah— stay right there…please” Leo huffed out, breathless.
Jeremy’s face flushed and he nodded sheepishly. His hands busied themselves with small tasks like wiping down the desk and mirror while the panting of the man behind him gradually got louder and the shifting turned into something more like dry humping.
Eventually, Jeremy turned around and kissed him, not wanting to just sit there and be of no use while his man tried desperately to get off.
It started gentle at first, then crescendoed into something deeper, more intimate as they rutted together.
They stayed like that for a while, grinding into each other relentlessly and kissing like a couple of high schoolers at lovers lane.
“Hah— wait, j-just a second I need to…fuck..” Leo panted out as Jeremy ground deeper into his lap.
Jeremy just nodded and kissed his neck while Leo regained his composure.
“Do you uhm.. wanna take this to the bed? Y-you don’t have to! But I uh—“ Jeremy cut him off with a kiss as he slowly stood up and draped his hands over Leo’s neck, bending down slightly.
“Yes.” He said without a doubt. God, how he loved this man through and through. And how his man loved him back passionately. They worked together like that, a never ending cycle of love and reciprocation.
Leo just nodded and wrapped his hands around Jeremy’s waist as he began to stand. “Fuck, you’re so pretty like this. All mine, it turns me on.”
Jeremy whimpered as they made their way to the bedroom, nearly tripping over several things on their floor that they wouldn't pick up.
When they finally reached the bed, no words were needed. Just undeniable trust and warmth.
Jeremy laid down on his back while Leo climbed on top of him. Arms on either side of his head. He kissed Jeremy’s neck to collarbone, thoroughly marking him before reaching over and grabbing lube and a condom from one of the drawers.
Jeremy frowned at the latter, quickly snatching it from his hand and throwing it across the room. At this, Leo raised an eyebrow and grabbed another. Which Jeremy quickly disposed of as well.
“What are you doing? Stop throwing my shit.” Leo snarled at his beloved.
Jeremy looked unfazed and said simply “come inside me, I’m clean I promise.”
Leo was stunned at the sudden bluntness, and his face flushed, but quickly regained his usual nonchalance and cursed, “shit baby, you sure about that?”
Jeremy just nodded and gave an affirmative “mhm” before methodically pulling down his own pants and boxers to make it easy for his man to prep him.
“Go on, don’t get scared now baby.” Jeremy teased his lover relentlessly.
Leo gave his boyfriend a “look” that meant “keep quiet” or, “behave yourself” before opening the bottle of lubricant and squeezing a bit into his fingers.
“Ah, ah, ah, warm it up before you finger me,” His man raised an eyebrow at him quizzically, “im bein so serious Leo, if you put that inside my asshole while it’s cold I’m smacking the shit out of you”
Leo just chuckled and warmed the substance with his breath and checked with his partner one more time before slipping in one finger.
Jeremy sucked in a breath at the sudden entrance before relaxing so Leo could continue.
He thrusted in and out for a few minutes before adding another finger and scissoring him open. Jeremy’s back arched off the bed with the sensation and he let out a low moan.
“Fuckkk, just do it already babe, I’m prepped enough.” At that Leo’s already minimal self control just snapped.
He didn’t immediately pull his fingers out and scissored once more before removing them entirely. Jeremy whined and mewled at the loss but whatever, he asked for it anyways.
He made quick work of his pants and drawers before slicking himself up and lining up the top with Jeremy’s hole.
Leo looked up one more time just for confirmation before thrusting into his lover all at once.
“Hah!-Ugh, Leo. Leo please please-mmN!-“
Leo grunted with the effort it took to restrain himself and leaned down so he was in his lover’s space-not that he minded but whatever.
“You ok? I know we haven’t don’t this in a while. God, you look extraordinary. I wanna exhaust you soo bad but I know you have work in the morning so I’ll be gentle, k?” Leo cooed and teased at Jeremy, letting his lips quirk up and in a half smile.
If Jeremy could be thinking with his head instead of his dick right now he’d glare at his long-term lover. But all he could think about was how Leo was fucking pulsing inside of him right now.
“No words? That’s ok baby you don’t need to talk right now just trust me ok?”
He nodded so slightly it was hard to make out, but Leo understood what he wanted nonetheless.
He grabbed Jeremy’s leg and hiked it up on his hip, switching their positions ever so slightly so he had a better angle as he drove into his lover repeatedly.
Jeremy just moaned in pleasure and whined “yes yes yes!” Or “baby please don’t tease me”
When he came it felt brain-meltingly good. No, good wasn’t the right word. Arousing is more like it. Leo came shortly after, the feeling of Jeremy’s hole clenching around him too much to bear.
After they came down from both their highs, Leo immediately picked into overprotective boyfriend mode and started berating Jeremy with questions he couldn’t answer.
“How do you feel? Did you tear? Was I too rough?
He kissed him apologetically and said, “I'm so sorry baby I’ll be gentle, I swear just don’t be mad at me.”
“Mad? Fuck babe that was one of the best orgasms I’ve had in my life. I love you, Золотце.”
Leo groaned and pulled Jeremy impossibly close, “fuckkk, diavolino. I think we might need another round.”
And he pulled his soon to be husband into another longing kiss.