Chapter 5 – Leon #2
“That was really sweet of you,” James said.
“Yeah, yeah. Don’t go spreading that shit around.”
James kissed the sensitive spot right below Leon’s ear, and his skin pebbled.
Thankfully, his shirt fully covered his stomach this time, so it wasn’t as obvious.
Except that didn’t matter much when James nipped gently at his ear, and Leon’s entire body shivered.
He tried to play it cool by slamming the dryer door shut and putting it up to dry, but he was really just pressing random buttons.
The dryer whirred to life, and he prayed he wasn’t about to shrink his entire wardrobe as he shut the door to the laundry closet.
“I mean it. I know you do your big bad wolf routine with her, and try and act all growly, but deep down, you’re really—"
Leon turned around, catching James off guard with a tight hug and a fierce kiss. “Only you…and her. And possibly Aspen. Everyone else, it’s not an act. I genuinely dislike most people, but…not you guys.”
“I know, baby,” James murmured before pressing up on his toes to drop a soft kiss on his lips.
Before their kissing could escalate any further, James turned and sauntered over to the fridge. Leon was tempted to chase after him and grab his butt, but the timer for the meat only had a minute left, so he decided to go wait by the oven instead.
“Do you think we should crack open this cider now and save the champagne for…after?” James asked.
“After we bang, you mean?” Leon asked, smirking to himself as he heard James’ scandalized huff from across the room.
“I meant after we make love for the first time,” James said, but the edge of sass in his voice sort of ruined the sweet delivery.
After their second sleepover on Saturday, they’d woken up wrapped around each other and took turns getting each other off again.
Leon loved how intimate it felt having James come apart in his arms. He would happily do that for the rest of forever, but they’d talked about it over breakfast and agreed it might be nice to “bang” on New Year's Eve.
Leon had, of course, been the one to use that word, and he was sticking to it. “Have sex” didn’t sound right, since they’d already had sex multiple times. “Fucking” also didn’t feel right, at least not for how he was envisioning their first time doing this particular sex act. So, “bang” it was.
Even if “making love” was beginning to feel more and more accurate by the day.
Leon turned the timer off with one second remaining.
“I’m okay if you want to hold off on drinking.
Or we could have a small glass with dinner, watch a little drag competition to digest the food and alcohol, and then go to the bedroom,” Leon offered as he pulled out the steak and sides from the oven.
He heard a bottle top crack open and turned to see James standing with the bottle of cider and a sheepish expression on his face. “Sorry…we could drink both?”
Leon laughed and shut off the oven before going to collect his ridiculous boyfriend and their drink of choice for dinner.
The food turned out perfect, and the overly sweet cider was a nice contrast to the salty, buttery potatoes and veggies.
Leon ate a little too much, distracted by James’ sweet laugh as he told a story about one of his minions getting locked in the supply closet earlier that week. It took almost two full episodes of their show before he had digested enough to start running his hands up and down James’ chest.
“Is it bang time?” James asked, and Leon laughed so hard he managed to scare Yarmen off the back of the couch.
James pouted up at him, and Leon bit softly into his bottom lip, pulling on it and sliding his hand down to cup James’ ass. James whined until Leon released his lip and kissed him breathless.
“You’re so fucking adorable…my little mensch,” Leon said as he stood up from the couch and offered James his hand.
“Yeah, yeah,” James said, his cheeks tinged a sweet pink as he followed Leon into the bedroom.
His protesting didn’t last long, as Leon made quick work of getting him out of his shirt and pants.
He took a little longer to appreciate the soft swell of his belly and the curves of his hips.
Leon couldn’t wait to grab onto those hips and fuck into him–but right now, and for tonight, he was gentle, stroking and massaging every inch of skin he could get his hands on, from James’ shoulders down to his boxers.
Without stopping to think about what he was doing, he cupped James’ crotch–coming into contact with his packer for the first time. It was an interesting texture, somewhere between a dildo and his own dick.
James jerked his hips and grunted when Leon pressed a little harder.
“Feel good?” Leon asked, letting out his own grunt when James pressed his hand against Leon’s growing bulge.
“A little, yeah. It’s…sort of this mix of gender euphoria, seeing you touch my dick, and pleasure from you pressing the packer against my bio dick.”
Leon stroked him a few times, making sure to press up and back against James’ crotch. James managed to get Leon out of his shirt and pants, but then he pulled back.
“Can I have, maybe, two minutes in the bathroom?”
“Of course,” Leon said, dropping his boxers and gripping his dick. “Take as long as you need. I’ll just be here…”
He stroked his hand up and down his length before teasing his thumb over the head, the way James seemed to love doing to him.
James’ eyes darkened as he watched, until finally Leon laughed and dropped his dick.
“Darlin’?”
“Yeah…going,” James mumbled, turning and tripping over his discarded pants on the way to the bathroom.
Leon walked over to his bedside table, retrieving a condom and lube, just in case they wanted to use either. Before he could figure out how to position himself on the bed, James was stumbling out of the bathroom, smelling like a mix of Leon’s body soap and his own, clean scent.
“Hi–” he tried to say, but James crashed into him, and they tumbled onto the bed.
James somehow managed to get his hands around Leon’s dick, and Leon ended up on all fours, hovering above him as he worked his cock.
“This is what you get for teasing me,” James said, wrapping his other hand around the back of Leon’s neck to crush their mouths together.
Leon could practically taste the nervous energy rolling off him. If he wanted to go hard and fast, Leon could oblige. It was his specialty, after all. But he also didn’t want to rush this.
“I’m sorry,” Leon mumbled, dropping down so he was in a plank position above James, peppering his lips and cheeks with kisses. “Just wanted to encourage you to come back to me.”
James gave a valiant effort to keep his grip on Leon’s dick, but the angle made it impossible. Instead, he laid his hand against Leon’s chest, right above his heart. “Well, I’m here now.”
“You are,” Leon said as he pressed an open-mouth kiss to James' neck before returning to kissing his soft lips. “Would you mind if this is actually the first position we try? I like being this close to you.”
It took James a moment to respond, but then he nodded and planted his feet on the bed, bracketing Leon’s hips with his spread open legs.
“Okay. I’m prepped and ready,” James said, and Leon jerked his head up in surprise. “I like to rinse off after wearing my packer, and…you have that shower lube, so…”
Leon’s eyes widened, and he shifted onto one arm so he could slide his hand down and—
“Fuck, you’re so wet,” Leon groaned as his fingers slid easily between his folds.
“I want you,” James said, kissing Leon’s shoulder and arching his hips up.
“You’re going to have me—apparently, very soon, but first…condom?”
James shook his head. “We’re both negative, and I had a…uh, long fancy word I can never remember, but basically they removed my fallopian tubes, so I have permanent birth control.”
Leon nodded, even as his brain ran in separate directions. One part wondered what the fancy word was and if he should try Googling it later. Meanwhile, the rest of his brain tried to conceptualize the fact that his bare dick was about to be inside his very wet, very hot boyfriend.
“Okay, yeah, uh…yeah,” Leon said, his cheeks heating up as James grinned at him.
“Excited?”
Leon nodded, putting a little more weight on his arm still on the bed so he could firmly grab his dick. “You don’t need any prep at all?”
“No. I want you to stretch me with your cock,” James said, lifting his hips to nudge his entrance against Leon’s dick.
“Fuck, darlin’... It’s been a while for me. You’re really gonna put my stamina to the test.”
James smirked and nudged him again. “If you finish, that’s just more lube for you to finger bang me with.”
Leon groaned. “I’ve created a monster.”
“Leon–” James whined, but Leon bent down to shush him with a kiss as he slowly pressed the head of his dick into James’ warmth.
Holy…fuck.
He broke the kiss to suck in a breath as James pressed up, and he thrust down.
“Oooh,” Leon groaned.
James let out a soft noise as Leon pushed in further until, alarmingly fast, he slid all the way in, his balls tucking up safely against James’ ass.
“Fuck, oh my…god,” Leon groaned.
His brain felt like it was short-circuiting as his dick was wrapped in the snuggest, wettest, most all-encompassing heat he’d ever felt before.
Leon loved anal. One of his favorite feelings was the way his partner’s hole would grip his dick, sometimes almost painfully tight at the entrance, and then give way to a warm channel.
This felt different. James’ body seemed to be responding to him, stretching and accommodating his length, while pressing in on him from all sides.
“Leon,” James whispered.
Leon thrust his hips, and sparks shot up his spine, nearly whiting out his vision.
He was inside his boyfriend. His mensch, his darlin’, his James.
“Fuck,” Leon whispered, his voice breaking as he fell back into the plank position and buried his face in James’ neck.