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[gallowseyes]

"Definitely not," Lee says with a soft huff of laughter, letting himself fall quiet as George touches him. Despite them being pressed together naked in the tub, with George's cock snug against the small of his back, there isn't anything inherently sexual about the situation. It's unfamiliar to him and the intimacy of it nearly makes him squirm, but instead he relaxes into it.

He even dozes a little, which is surprising. It's so hard for him to fall asleep around another person, and the last time he'd done so, he woke up to a broken heart. This time he wakes up with a bit of a start, going tense and then relaxing again just as quickly. He chuckles a little, reaching up to drag his wet fingers through his hair.

"You're spoilin' me," he murmurs, shifting his hips a little to press his ass back more firmly against George's crotch.

The movement of Lee's hips is a distraction. They're not often like this -- usually it's Lee driving things forward, George content to follow in his wake. George feels his cock start to stir, bends his head to press a kiss against Lee's damp skin.

"Don't know that I am..." He murmurs.

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[gallowseyes]

"Fine, was it?" said George, grinning, his eyes darkening a shade at the touch of Lee's teeth. "We absolutely need to go again if 'fine' is the best you can come up with." He pushes up onto his elbow, nudging Lee onto his back. "I can definitely do better than fine."

[atehimrightup]

It doesn’t surprise Lee to find that George is so easily goaded, and his eyes sparkle with mirth as George’s big hand spreads across the center of Lee’s chest and presses him to the bed.

“Oh yeah?” Lee smiles widely, a seductive grin that spreads across his face as he lifts his head and shoulders to press up just a little against George’s palm. “I’ll believe it when I see it, pretty boy.”

[gallowseyes]

There's boundaries here to be tested -- George already has a sense of the places where Lee is fractured, fragile, and he doesn't want to push up against those, doesn't want to do anything the other man doesn't want, won't enjoy. Still, he thinks there's enough trust here that Lee knows that he only has to say a word to call a halt.

"Pretty boy, is it?" he says, still smirking, his hand sliding a little higher, pushing a little firmer. "Well. You were good for me, before, so I didn't get to fuck you as hard as I would have liked. Like the slut we both know you want to be for me, now you know how it feels to come on my cock."

It takes a slut to know one, after all.

[atehimrightup]

“You’ve sure got a filthy mouth,” Lee points out, but it’s clear that he isn’t bothered by it. He likes the somewhat shocking things that spill out of George’s cherubic face.

“I give it up for you one time and suddenly I’m a slut? That’s very rude,” he jokes, eyes darkening a bit as George’s hand slides up his chest, nearing this throat. It sets the animal part of the brain mildly on edge, but he reminds himself that he’s safe. If he wants this to stop, all he has to do is say so. And he trusts that George will listen. He really does, which is surprising and comforting all at once.

“Tell me how else you wanna fuck me,” he breathes out, sliding one hand up the length of George’s flank, thumbing at the soft hair under his arm. “I want to hear you talk some more.”

[gallowseyes]

James had liked to listen to him talk, too, from time to time, so he's well practiced. He slides his hand all the way up to Lee's throat, just letting it rest there.

"I went you every way I can have too," he says, and means it. "Riding me so I can watch. On all fours with that lovely arse in the air. Bent double." He grins. "I wish I could fuck your mouth at the same time, just to hear the sounds you'd make."

[atehimrightup]

George’s hand covers his throat and Lee’s mouth twitches, breath hitching slightly as anxiety blossoms, but he’s soon distracted by George’s mouth and what pours out of it.

“You’ve put some thought into this,” he teases dryly, even as his cock twitches back to life. Lee wonders if George thought of all that just now in the moment, or if he’s thought about Lee when he isn’t around. The latter makes his chest tighten a little, and it wants it to be true.

“If there were two of you, I’d never get anything done,” he says with a soft laugh, one that sounds helplessly fond even to his own ears.

[gallowseyes]

"Some days it's all I think about," admits George without a hint of embarrassment, his hand still just lightly resting. "I think about you tying me down or blindfolds. I think about slapping your face or your arse before I have you take my cock." He grins. "You spend a lot of time naked in my head, sweetheart."

[atehimrightup]

“You want to slap me across the face?” Lee asks with a laugh, delighted by all of it. “I think my face has been through enough today, but we can come back to it.”

He tongues at his split lip and then grabs George’s wrist to tug his hand way, but only so he can push George back by the shoulders, urging him to sit up and rest back on his haunches as Lee gets onto his knees in front of him.

“You like it when it hurts a little,” Lee muses in a low rasp, more of an observation that a question, then suddenly reaches out to wrap his hand around George’s throat. He squeezes a little, head tipped to the side as he studies George’s face, looking curious and predatory all at once. “Or do you like being the one doing the hurting?”

[gallowseyes]

Happy enough to be positioned, George's eyelashes flutter at the pressure of Lee's hand around his throat. It probably ought to terrify him, given what happened in Perth, and there is an edge of that, but he also trusts Lee, and that goes a long way.

"Both," he says. "Either. I can give or take as it please you."

[atehimrightup]

Lee knows what it’s like to see fear bloom in someone’s eyes. He sees it in George only briefly, before it melts away and is replaced by arousal. George plays it cool, but his eyes are so easy to read.

His grip tightens the slightest bit, putting pressure there without cutting off George’s airway. Lee is stronger than he looks by quite a lot, probably thanks in no small part to the monster inside of him. Even now, it screams at him that George would taste so sweet, but Lee ignores it. He will always ignore it when it comes to George.

“Do you—“ He pauses and clears his throat, studying George’s face as his hand tightens a little more. “Do you like it when I bite you? I try not to, but—“

He trails off and swallows hard, reaching out with his free hand to curl it around George’s cock, still sticky with come and lube and so, so warm.

“But sometimes I can’t help myself,” he admits, and this time he tightens his hand enough to slightly inhibit George’s airflow, all while stroking his cock at the same time.

[gallowseyes]

Everything is still so slick, so sensitive, that George's breath catches when Lee starts to stroke his cock and, for a moment, he can't formulate a coherent thought.

"Yes," he says. "I...Yes. I didn't expect you, but it feels so good, sometimes. When I'm already hot and ready. When I'm already...in it."

[atehimrightup]

“You really are a slut,” Lee says fondly, charmed by the way George reacts to the stimulation like his bones are melting, lashes fluttering as his mouth hangs open. He’s so beautiful that Lee almost can’t quite believe that he’s even real.

“Mm, maybe someday I’ll tie you to the bed, all stretched out and open for me,” Lee purrs, shuffling closer on his knees and leaning in to kiss the corner of George’s open mouth. “Leave you there and do whatever I want to you all day.”

Lee grins and then squeezes neck hard enough to cut off George’s air while speeding up his fist on George’s at the same time. He keeps it up for a bit, until George’s cheeks flush and his eyes start to water, and then Lee lets go of him entirely, dropping both hands and giving George a playfully coy smile. “I’m a quick learner.”

[gallowseyes]

"Only if you let me return the favour."

Lee's hand tightening on his throat is bliss and George lets himself sink into it completely. When he can breath again, his eyes watering, his cock throbbing, he grins, his head tipping back.

"You are," he says. "And what about you? What did you like?"

[atehimrightup]

“We’ll see,” he teases, reaching up to trail his fingers along George’s chest, plucking at his stiff nipples. The thought of being tied down doesn’t really appeal to him, but maybe it would be different if it were George.

“You can smack my ass and be rough with me, but don’t hit me in the face,” he says suddenly, grabbing George by the chin and thumbing at his lower lip. “I got smacked around enough growing up so I know I won’t like it.”

It feels good, setting a boundary and trusting it will be respected. That’s not something that he’s ever really had before and he’s grateful all over again to have found this, whatever it is.

“I liked all of what you did. I liked having your fingers in me,” he admits, lifting one knee so he can straddle George’s thighs. He loops one arm around George’s shoulders and looks down at him, smirking as his other hand reaches down between his legs to grab George’s cock again. “I liked having this in me.”

He positions the head of George’s cock at his hole, rubbing it there teasingly. George looks enthralled and it makes Lee feel— well, it makes him feel a lot of things, but mostly powerful.

“Do you want to put it in me again?”

[gallowseyes]

"God, I do."

He can't help how earnest it sounds, the edge of desperation. His cock is too hard for any sort of restraint. He tilts his head back so that he can look up at Lee, one hand resting on his waist, the other sliding up the back of his thigh to fondle his ass.

"How rough?" he asks. More than anything, he doesn't want to misstep here.

[atehimrightup]

George wants him so, so badly, and Lee would be lying if he said that alone didn’t get him off. It’s so nice to be wanted.

At the question, Lee looks down to meet George’s gaze, leaning in to let his lips brush George’s ear as he speaks in a low, seductive tone.

“I like it when it hurts sometimes, too. Trust me, I’m not gonna break,” he breathes out as he sinks down onto George’s cock, moaning brokenly against the side of his face. He doesn’t stop until he’s fully seated in George’s lap, clutching at his shoulders almost desperately. “Fuck, it’s so deep. Of course you’d have a big cock.”

[gallowseyes]

"Now who sounds like a slut?" teases George, landing a solid slap on the curve of Lee's arse once he's fully seated in his lap, grinning at the way it makes Lee tighten around him, ever do slightly. "You knew I had a big cock before you sat on it."

He slaps Lee again, not too hard. Testing.

[atehimrightup]

“Seeing it and sitting on it are two different things,” he jokes breathlessly, breath hitching when George smacks his ass. There’s a brief rush of adrenaline that comes with it, like his hindbrain is gearing up for a a fight, but he breathes through it and rocks a little in George’s lap, experimental as he gets used to the sensation of being so, so full.

George does it again, and the sting spreads across his skin like tiny little pinpricks, blending with the pleasure he feels. He nods a little and opens his eyes, tilting his head slightly before lifting a hand to suddenly slap George’s cheek. He lets out a soft laugh as he does it, feeling a little like they’re children playing. He has so much fun with George, and it feels a little like he’s making up for lost time.

[gallowseyes]

The sound that leaks out of him when Lee slaps him is almost a growl, and he rolls his hips, shifting his cock inside Lee's body.

"Do that again," he instructs. "Harder."

[atehimrightup]

Lee stops laughing when the sound George makes goes straight to his cock, and then moans outright when George rolls his hips.

“You’re a little fucked up, aren’t you?” Lee asks, but there is no judgment in his tone. If anything, there’s relief. He likes that George is a little fucked up. It makes him feel closer to him.

Lee nods and flexes his thighs, rising up on George’s cock before sinking back down with a soft whimper. It’s a new sensation, one he immediately likes, and he does it again as he slides one hand up to cover George’s throat, fingertips and thumb digging in on either side of his jaw.

He raises his other hand and brings his arm back a little so he can give George a proper slap across his cheek, hard enough that his palm stings a little as the sound of it seems to echo around the quiet room.

It’s a strange feeling, hitting someone during sex, but the look on George’s face makes it quite easy to come to terms with.

[gallowseyes]

"You can blame my mother," says George, his cheek reddened, his breath coming in hot gasps as Lee sinks back onto his cock. He grips both of Lee's hips, holding him for a moment so that he can fuck up into him, the sound of skin on skin obscene.

"Talk to me," he says. "Tell me you want to be a good slut for me."

He shifts one hand, curling his fingers around Lee's cock, smudging his thumb over the slick head.

[atehimrightup]

George thrusts up into him and it feels so good that his eyes roll back in his head. He moans and squeezes George’s throat, nails digging lightly into his skin.

“I am a good slut for you,” Lee corrects just before slapping him again in the same spot, then grabbing his hair to yank his head back, biting at his chin as he starts to bounce on George’s cock. “And don’t you forget it.”

[gallowseyes]

"You are. God, you are."

He's lost track of who's in charge, and it's dizzying and beautiful, and the world narrows down to how tight Lee is around his cock, and the sting in his cheek, the scrape of Lee's teeth. He swipes his thumb through the slick at the head of Lee's cock again but, this time, he brings it up to Lee's mouth, pressing it past his lips.

[atehimrightup]

“I am. I’m so good for you,” Lee breathes out, losing himself in the sensation of being filled over and over again. Being fucked by someone who knows what they’re doing is one thing, but to be fucked by someone who cares about his thoughts and feelings, not to mention his general wellbeing, is something else entirely. It adds to it all, heightening the pleasure until Lee is nearly dizzy with it.

“I love this. I love having your come inside me,” he pants breathlessly, realizing just how true it is as he says it. “I love to be full.”

As if on cue, George pushes his thumb into Lee’s mouth and he sucks hungrily at the digit, wrapping one hand tightly around George’s wrist to keep his hand there. He moans around it, thighs burning as he moves himself up and down. Saliva leaks from his mouth, rolling down his chin, and Lee’s eyes darken further as he stares at George’s face, and the pink outline of his fingers across George’s cheek.

[gallowseyes]

It's filthy and it's beautiful and they've fucked so many times but never quite like this, never quite so intense. George shifts, moving his thumb to fuck Lee's mouth with it, loving the spit that slicks his chin. He keeps up the rock of his hips, meeting every movement Lee makes, fucking him harder than he had before.

"Keep going," he urges. "Tell me what else you'll let me do to you."