CHAPTER TWENTY
It was dark still when Tanner opened his eyes again. Not morning yet but like it was on its way. He glanced at the clock. They were supposed to leave in an hour and a half.
Leif needed to be back at the hotel in time to catch the bus to the airport and Tanner had practice a little later. Thankfully, the Rockets didn’t do curfews or anything or Tanner and Leif wouldn’t have even gotten to spend the night together at all.
Tanner frowned because the bed was empty and he could hear the shower running. He rolled onto his back, debating if he should get up and join Leif or fall back asleep.
He was tired but he also really wanted more time with Leif. And, like, he’d said he wanted Tanner to fuck him. So why was Tanner wasting time thinking about it? He could sleep this afternoon after practice.
Leif would be on his way to D.C. by then.
But as Tanner stared up at the ceiling, he felt almost frozen. Like he couldn’t quite make himself move. He heard the water turn off and his brain screamed that he wanted to get up. But he wasn’t getting up.
Tanner sighed. He hated when this happened. Sometimes it even made him late for practice or hookups, which was really annoying.
A minute or two later, Leif appeared. He was naked and his hair was damp.
“Oh good, you’re awake,” he said with a smile.
“Are you gonna make me get up?” Tanner asked and he kinda wished Leif would because it was always easier to make himself move when someone else told him.
“Just your cock.”
Tanner gaped at Leif as he sat beside him on the bed and pulled back the covers. “Oh, you’re already up.” Leif wrapped a hand around his dick and stroked a little.
Tanner scratched his forehead because what was even happening here? Was Leif making jokes about his hard-on? “I, uh, had a nice dream,” Tanner said.
“Yeah? About last night?” Leif looked pleased.
“No. I was flirting with this hot guy named Abby. We were …”
Leif squinted at him. “You were what?”
“I dunno.” Tanner squinted back. He’d remembered the dream when he woke up but it was kind of fuzzy now. Unclear. “Mickey and Rafe were there. I think maybe there was a train? I was mad I woke up before I got to hook up with the hot dude.”
“Abby?”
“Yeah. I don’t think that’s usually a dude’s name but I dunno. Made sense in the dream. Maybe he was trans and still using that name? I dunno, didn’t matter to me. I just wanted to bang him.”
“Right,” Leif said and he looked cranky.
Tanner smirked. “Are you pissed I was dreaming about someone other than you?”
“No, of course not. You can dream about whoever you want.” Leif had that extra-sour lemon face again.
“It’s not like I have any control over it anyway,” Tanner said with a laugh.
“Can we just … focus on this?” Leif tightened his grip on Tanner’s cock.
“Yeah.” Tanner reached out and wrapped a hand around the back of Leif’s neck, dragging him closer. “Cause I really wanna fuck you if you’re into that.”
Leif didn’t say anything but he did reach for the lube and condoms.
After a few minutes of flopping around on the sheets, Tanner got Leif on his side, then cuddled up behind him. His back was so long and smooth, his shoulders wide, his hips narrow. And his ass …
“How long has it been for you?” Tanner asked, stroking Leif’s hip and thigh.
Leif shivered. “I dunno. A while.”
“Like … two weeks or two years?” Tanner rolled a condom on himself.
“Somewhere in between. Six months, maybe?”
“Okay. But you’ve used toys. I’ve seen you.” Tanner reached for the lube. It had been insanely hot to watch him fuck himself.
“Yeah.”
“Do you like a lot of prep or a little?”
“A little. Would you get on with it already?”
Leif sounded cranky now, so Tanner slipped his fingers between his cheeks just as he bit his shoulder.
Leif made an interesting noise, so Tanner did it again and then Leif was rocking on his fingers, and Tanner licked his shoulder and it was so good for a few minutes that Tanner kinda forgot about what the whole goal of this had been.
He didn’t really care what he did, to be honest. He liked getting off, sure, but he also liked just … being naked and touching people. And he didn’t have a ton of repeat hookups so it was interesting that he already knew what all of Leif’s noises sounded like.
It made it easier since he couldn’t see his face at the moment.
“Come on,” Leif urged. “Who’s the sloth now?”
So Tanner slid his fingers away, wiped them on the sheets, and lined his cock up.
Leif was tight.
Partly because he hadn’t wanted Tanner to take his time but mostly because he seemed tense. Tanner shifted until he was even closer, his front smashed to Leif’s back, then reached down to touch his cock.
Tanner kissed the back of Leif’s neck and felt him shudder.
“You okay?” he whispered.
“Yeah.”
That wasn’t a lot to go on but when Tanner began to move his hand, he felt Leif’s muscles unclench. All of the way from his shoulders to his ass. Tanner slid in a little farther.
Better.
He stroked Leif’s cock as he kissed his skin, flicking his tongue out to taste the faint freckles scattered across Leif’s shoulders. They tasted like whatever bodywash he used, of course, but Tanner still liked them.
After a bit, Tanner was all the way inside and Leif was letting out these little noises. Not even sighs or moans really, just these little puffs of air.
“Is this good for you?” Tanner whispered against his skin.
“Yeah.” Leif dragged in a breath, his body shuddering against Tanner’s chest. “Yeah. I think so.”
So Tanner started to move a little. Not hard or fast, even though he wanted to roll Leif onto his stomach and really fuck him, but kind of soft and gentle, like Leif had been with him last night.
The noises Leif made were even better now and Tanner worked his cock in time with his thrusts.
Tanner’s mind felt blissfully blank as he went on, the rhythm reminding him of the easy laps he’d take around the rink when he had a new pair of skates to break in. Easy, loping strides where he was gliding more than anything.
Tanner realized he was whispering something and he wasn’t even sure what. He slid his arm beneath Leif’s pillow and Leif pressed even closer to him. He reached up and threaded his fingers through Tanner’s, and it was even better then.
They were connected everywhere. Tanner’s cock in Leif’s ass. Their legs tangled together. Tanner’s hand on Leif’s cock. Their other hands gripped tightly. A perfect little circle of touching.
It was so good that Tanner nearly came right then and there, but he mashed his face tighter to the back of Leif’s neck and squeezed his hand and kept going.
“Tanner.” Leif’s voice cracked a little.
“Yeah, I know, Princess,” Tanner whispered. “It’s okay. I’ve got you.”
He picked up his pace, moving faster … harder.
Leif was almost whimpering now, these desperate little noises that made Tanner crazy. He angled his hips as he drove into Leif and focused on the head of Leif’s cock, rubbing that spot below the head that made him shudder and shake.
Leif reached back with his free hand, gripping Tanner’s hip, and then he came with a strangled shout. He clenched so tightly around Tanner, Tanner almost whited out.
Somehow, he managed to keep stroking Leif through it until he was spent.
Tanner bit at the muscle that connected Leif’s neck and shoulder as he thrust a few more times and then it was all over for Tanner too. He emptied into the condom, and everything did go kinda white and hazy in his head then.
When he finally came back to himself, Leif was batting his hand away from his cock and Tanner realized he’d actually bitten Leif kinda hard. He pressed a soft little kiss to the spot in apology.
Leif sighed, sounding blissed out as he burrowed into the pillow.
Tanner hated to pull out because it was nice like this, just chilling inside Leif, but he was going to go soft eventually, so he squeezed Leif’s hand, then wiggled his arm free.
He cleaned up a little and handed some tissues to Leif and when they met again in the middle of the bed, they were facing each other.
Tanner smiled because Leif looked so good. His face was pink and his hair was messy and he just looked fucked out and happy. Tanner loved making people look that way. And it was Leif so that made it even better because he was usually wound super tight.
Now, his eyes were mostly closed though, and Tanner reached out and dragged the tip of his finger across the space where Leif usually had two little grooves. The corners of Leif’s mouth turned up, like he was trying not to smile but couldn’t help it.
Tanner wriggled closer and shoved his knee in between Leif’s thighs. Leif didn’t open his eyes, but he did put his arms around Tanner and haul him closer.
They lay there for a few minutes until Leif sighed and said, “We really should get up.”
“A few more minutes,” Tanner begged because for some reason he really needed it. Needed more time with Leif. Felt like he couldn’t get enough.
“Okay,” Leif mumbled. “A few more minutes.”
After about ten minutes, Leif tugged Tanner out of bed and dragged him toward the bathroom. He turned the lever, but when he tried to give Tanner the prime spot under the running water, Tanner shook his head and pointed toward the side of the wall with the showerhead.
Wondering what Tanner was up to, Leif shrugged and stepped under it, letting the water run down over his head. A moment later, Tanner crowded close, pressing his body against Leif’s back. Leif shivered and wondered if it was too soon to get fucked again.
It probably was.
Based on the way Tanner’s dick was getting hard against his ass again, they wouldn’t have any trouble going for round two, but Leif had a game tonight and Tanner had practice this morning.
One of them needed to be sensible.
He said as much to Tanner, who grumbled and bit his shoulder. “Ugh. Fine.”
A jolt went through Leif’s body and he must have groaned because Tanner wrapped his arms around him, pressing even closer and rasping, “Yeah?”