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[gallowseyes]

He discovers it by accident, tucked down a side street, hidden behind dark windows. When he steps inside, he's taken aback by the sheer variety and, almost immediately, his head is full of possibilities. He texts Lee, suggesting that they meet for drinks later in the evening, giving him a place to meet and a time.

Later finds George leaning against a wall, waiting for Lee, scrolling through his phone. He's dressed in a button down shirts, sleeves rolled up, and he uses the camera on his phone to preen a little, undoing another button before he snaps a photo and sends it to Lee.

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[gallowseyes]

"Good boy," says George, flashing a boyish grin as he lines up a second finger and pushes it in alongside the first, fucking Lee smoothly, scissoring them to open him up enough that it won't hurt. He never wants it to hurt.

He makes Lee wait a few moments longer, leaning down to take a slow kiss as he fingers him open.

[atehimrightup]

George leans down to kiss him and Lee wraps one arm around his shoulders, keeping his other elbow pressed into the bed for leverage. He licks into George’s mouth and then takes George’s bottom lip between his teeth, gentle but unyielding, tugging on it with a low, needy growl.

[gallowseyes]

His cock all but throbbing with need, he angles his wrist just so to make sure that his fingers nudge against that spot inside Lee, trying to make him moan right into his mouth.

"How hard do you want to get fucked?"

[atehimrightup]

Lee yelps and nips at George’s lip a bit harder when he hits that spot, then releases it to let his head fall back.

He ponders the question, and honestly he doesn’t even care. All that matters is that George is inside of him.

“However hard you want to fuck me,” Lee pants out, and he means it. He knows that it’ll be good, and that he’s safe. He lifts his head and touches his forehead to George’s, nudging their noses together. “I know that I’m in good hands.”

[gallowseyes]

He knows how hard he wants to fuck Lee, but finds himself hesitant -- given Lee's history, given everything he knows. Still, he would never hurt Lee in a way he didn't want, and he knows that Lee knows that. He pulls his fingers out of Lee's arse, pressing them into his mouth instead as he steadies his cock with his free hand and pushes into him in one long stroke.

[atehimrightup]

Lee has his eyes closed and isn’t really expecting fingers in his mouth, brows furrowing in faint surprise as his lashes flutter. The taste of them floods his tongue and he has to fight the instinctual urge to bite down. It’s an urge so strong that he feels a brief flare of panic that coincides with the same moment that George pushes into him.

Lee has to grab him by the elbow and pull his hand free, teeth snapping together as his spine arches. He lets out a loud cry, squeezing hard at George’s wrist to keep his hand near Lee’s face, fingertips pressing into his lips.

“I just need to breathe for a sec,” Lee pants out, not wanting George to think he’d done something wrong. He has to force himself to take a deep breath with his eyes closed, muscle in his jaw jumping as he rides out the wave of hunger. When he opens them open they’re dark, almost black, and focused on George’s face.

The monster inside him may be strong, but it will never hurt George. Lee will always win that fight.

Lee nods a little, hips rocking to urge George to move. He wraps both hands around Lee’s wrist and forearm and sucks those two fingers into his mouth again, cheeks hollowing as he looks George in the eye.

[gallowseyes]

For a moment, George thinks he's seriously misjudged -- he's not sure if it's the fingers or the way he thrusts into Lee, but Lee's reaction spikes panic through him. He freezes, but then Lee's rocking his hips, sucking on the fingers that George had inside him, and George feels something in his head settle.

He catches his weight on his free arm next to Lee's head, rocking his hips to set a fast, deep rhythm.

[atehimrightup]

Lee feels a little out of his mind, dazed with pleasure and reduced to an almost feral state. He moans around George’s fingers when he starts to fuck him for real, lifting his knees to hook them over George’s hips.

He’s curled up around George, elbows pressed into his own ribs as he clutches at George’s arm with both hands, staring up at him with a desperate hunger in his eyes while sucking hard at his fingers, drool running down his chin. Lee stares up at George and knows that he’ll never get enough of him. Ever.

[gallowseyes]

They've had a lot of sex, and George isn't sure that he's ever seen Lee look quite like this during it. He crooks his wrist, thrusting his fingers into Lee's mouth at a counterpoint to his cock.

"God, you're fucking beautiful," he says, completely distracted by the constellation of freckles across Lee's nose.

[atehimrightup]

George’s wrist shifts and Lee tightens his grip with a low growl of a sound, but instead of pulling away he starts to fuck Lee’s mouth with his fingers. For a moment he can only stare back at George, stunned.

He has no idea how dangerous this is, and Lee should stop it but he can’t. He’s being filled from both ends and he rocks between them, down onto George’s cock and up into his hand, bobbing his head on George’s fingers and sucking as if it were his cock, never breaking eye contact.

[gallowseyes]

Once, off hand, he'd commented about how he wanted to fuck Lee in both holes at once and here they are. George is so insanely turned on it's maddening. He whimpers, his head dropping slightly.

"Touch yourself," he instructs. "You need to come for me. Make a mess."

[atehimrightup]

Lee’s brow furrows slightly at the command, only because he doesn’t want to let go of George’s arm. He feels a little like a dog with a bone, and that thought is enough to somewhat snap him out of his daze.

He nods and lets go with one hand, curling it around his cock and starting to stroke. It’s hard to keep all the different parts of his body moving at once and he gets so greedy with George’s fingers that he chokes, teeth digging lightly into his knuckles before he pulls back with a gasp, leaving a thin line of saliva stretching from George’s fingers to Lee’s hand a moment before it breaks.

George slams headlong into just the right spot every time and Lee tries to hold back just to feel it a little longer, gritting his teeth and letting out a sound not unlike a snarling squeal.

[gallowseyes]

George is lost in it now, not trying to pull his hand away from Lee, head bent as he fucks into him again and again, harder than before. He's sure he could stop, if Lee told him to, but God, he doesn't want to. He doesn't. He's fighting against his own orgasm, pushing it down because he wants to feel Lee's arse tighten around him before he comes.

[atehimrightup]

For a while it seems as if they’re fighting each other to see who can stand it the longest. Lee’s stubborn, curling his toes and holding his breath, but finally it becomes too much to bare.

He comes with a strangled howl, tossing his head back and coming so hard that it makes his vision white out, every muscle in his body tensing as he shakes his way through it.

[gallowseyes]

There's the hot spurt of come between them and, when he comes, Lee's body tightens so much around George's cock that it's almost painful. He moans, loudly and, a thrust later, he comes at hard his head spins.

"Jesus fucking Christ," he mumbles into Lee's dark hair when it's done.

[atehimrightup]

Lee lets go of his cock to grab at the back of George’s head, fingers tugging at his hair as he comes. It tips off an aftershock in Lee that makes him whimper, body pulsing around George’s cock like he’s trying to milk every last drop out of him.

“Yeah,” he pants out, blinking dazedly and finally letting go of George’s arm to let his own fall to the bed. His entire body feels like it’s buzzing. He hadn’t expected it to be so intense, but it seems that he never knows what to expect with George.

[gallowseyes]

By now, George knows that Lee likes him to stay inside for as long as he can do, rather than roll to the side, he lowers his weight down to drape over Lee instead, face tucked into the crook of his neck. There's come cooling between them but, right now, George doesn't care about the mess.

"You liked that," he says. It's not a question.

[atehimrightup]

“Little bit,” Lee says with a low rasp of a laugh, pleased when George settles on top of him. Now that it’s over, he’s almost embarrassed for how he acted, closer to animal than man.

But he’s able to brush it away, because he doesn’t think George cares. Sometimes he seems more animal than man, too.

“Wow.” He laughs again and reaches up to push his hair back from his face, staring up at the ceiling as his hand settles on the back of George’s neck, squeezing firmly.

[gallowseyes]

",Wow," echoes George, his eyes drifting closed as Lee's hand rests on the back of his neck. He can feel his cock starting to soften, but he doesn't move. Not yet.

[atehimrightup]

They’re quiet for a long time, but it’s not awkward. Lee just listening to George’s heart and his breath, petting idly at the back of his head. They’re all sticky and sweaty but Lee likes it.

“So,” Lee says after a while, turning his head to grin against the top of George’s head. “You really do think I’m beautiful.”

[gallowseyes]

Despite the mess and his racing pulse, George had been drifting, eyes closed. When Lee speaks, he finally moves, breath catching as he shifts his hips and rolls, staying closer to Lee's side. Propping himself up on one elbow, he looks down at Lee, tracing the slope of his nose with the tip of one finger. Christ. Those fucking sandals.

"Yes," he says, finally. "I do."

[atehimrightup]

George pulls out and Lee’s breath hitches, eyes closing as his body adjusts to the emptiness. Thankfully, George doesn’t go far.

He props himself up over Lee, staring down at him as if he’s something fascinating, and Lee can’t help the flush that spreads across his nose and cheeks. No one has ever made Lee feel anything like this. He didn’t even know that he had the capacity for it.

A soft smile spreads across his face as George touches his nose, returning the touch with a nudge of his nose against George’s fingertip. He playfully snaps his teeth near it and then relaxes against the pillow, curling his hand around George’s forearm again, thumbing at the bone of his wrist.

“You’re just come dumb,” Lee teases, but he’s obviously pleased.

[gallowseyes]

"Cock struck, maybe," says George, willing to concede that point, if nothing else. He stays looking down at Lee for a long moment.

"Was there.... Could I have done anything else for you? More of anything? Less?"

[atehimrightup]

As George asks the question, Lee finds himself hopelessly charmed. He bites his bottom lip as he smiles, looking boyish and sweet as he reaches up to drag his hand through George’s fluffy hair.

“You’re very sweet,” Lee says sincerely, curling his hand under George’s chin and stroking his thumb back and forth across it, staring up at him. Just George asking that question makes him so much different than anyone else Lee has ever been with.

“It was fucking amazing.” He smiles and draws George in for a soft, grateful kiss. “I like that you checked in with me, but never treated me like I was gonna break. I felt—“ He pauses and blushes again, scrunching his nose a bit as his thumb strokes back and forth under George’s mouth. “You make me feel like I matter. You make me feel good.”

[gallowseyes]

George isn't sure that he's ever been called sweet before. He finds that he doesn't mind it. He shifts just slightly, just enough to press a kiss to the pad of Lee's thumb.

"Good," he says. "That was absolutely my intention."