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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]

George thinks about that for a moment, and then he gets up off the bed, offering Lee his hands.

"Wear it," he says. "Remind me that I can always ask."

[atehimrightup]

George takes long enough to answer that Lee’s heart kind of drops into his ass and he goes very still, only to relax a little at the answer.

“It’s always up to you,” Lee assures him as he reaches out to take George’s hands and rise from the bed. Lee may hint at it if he’s something in the mood for, just to see if George is on the same page, but he can’t really ever imagine outright asking for it. “I’ll be here when you need it.”

He cups George’s face and presses up onto his toes so he can press a tender kiss to his forehead. After lingering a moment, he pulls away to grab one of the sports drinks, cracking it open and chugging half of it on his way to the bathroom.

[gallowseyes]

George makes a face -- he hasn't developed a taste for those drinks -- but he does grab a water as he follows. He clicks on the bathroom light, presses against Lee's bare back as he leans to turn on the water.

[atehimrightup]

Lee is still drinking when George presses in behind him, knocking the bottle a little askew and sending bright blue liquid spilling down his chin. He laughs and leans back against George’s chest, smiling when he feels the cool silver of the barbells in his nipples against his skin.

“You better be spraying that saline shit on those,” Lee says as he steps into the shower, turning to tip his head back under the spray. The hot water feels good, washing away all the sweat and various bodily fluids that he’s accumulated over the night.

[gallowseyes]

"I'm doing everything the girl said I should," says George, stepping into the shower and crowding Lee in against the tiles a little. It's his second shower of the night but this one is undeniably more appealling.

[atehimrightup]

“You better be.” Lee reaches out to put his hands on George’s chest, thumbs stroking featherlight over his nipples as he’s guided further into the shower.

“I’m glad that I was invited to this one,” Lee teases lightheartedly, wrapping his arms around George’s shoulders to pull him in for a kiss.

[gallowseyes]

His nipples are so sensitive since the piercings, especially with them half healed, and his breath catches against Lee's mouth in a soft curse before he chases another kiss.

"Wasn't about to make that mistake twice, darling," he murmurs.

[atehimrightup]

Lee grins into the kiss, thumbing at them again before sliding his hands up to George’s shoulders, skin gliding against wet skin.

“It wasn’t a mistake,” Lee assures him, because he doesn’t want George to think he can’t take time for himself.

They came in here to wash up, but Lee leans back against the cool tile and licks into George’s mouth, kissing him deeply. He’s always loved showers, standing under the spray to let everything wash away. To reset.

Now he knows what it’s like to share one with someone, and he likes them even more. It feels so indulgent, like they have all the time in the world to enjoy themselves. That’s new to Lee, too.

[gallowseyes]

"You know what I mean," he murmurs, happy for Lee to push the kiss deeper. He moans softly, pressing closer, slick skin on slick skin. He cracked Lee's jaw with one hand, thumb stroking against his skin.

Everything's still sensitive. He shivers under the warm water but it's got nothing to do with feeling cold.

[atehimrightup]

Lee really likes kissing. He likes how George kisses, specially. Like he’s hungry. Like he’ll never get enough.

It’s so nice to be kissed so much, and Lee lets out a quiet whimper into George’s mouth, sucking on his bottom lip as their bodies line up so perfectly, chest to chest and hips to hips.

[gallowseyes]

It doesn't have all of the urgency of earlier, but it's intense still -- the way they kiss. George presses forward with his chest, his hips. His cock is starting to get hard again, but he doesn't feel any need to rush. He uses the hand on Lee's jaw to tilt his head, kissing down the side of his neck.

[atehimrightup]

God, it feels good to be kissed. Lee can’t seem to get used to it. Before George, there was a very distinct lack of kisses in his life.

He grins when George moves his head, freely offering up his neck. He doesn’t even have to think about it when it comes to George. Lee can expose all his softest, most vulnerable parts without fear.

“You’re insatiable,” he says with a low chuckle, amused to feel George’s cock twitching against his hip.

[gallowseyes]

"I can stop," breathes George against the side of Lee's neck. He's not sure what his personal record is in terms of times in one night, but he knows for a fact that it's more than three. "If you went me to stop, tell me to stop."

[atehimrightup]

“Of course I don’t want you to stop,” Lee says with a low chuckle, lifting one foot from the wet tile to wrap his leg around George’s thighs, one arm around his waist and his other hand in George’s wet hair.

“I know what it’s like to be hungry, baby,” he murmurs into George’s ear, taking the lobe between his teeth and biting just hard enough to sting. “I want you to eat your fill.”

[gallowseyes]

George huffs a laugh at that, lips smudging against Lee's skin all the way back to his mouth.

"Not sure I ever could," he admits, rolling his hips against Lee's. Them being almost the same height is helpful at times like these.

[atehimrightup]

“Good,” Lee all but growls out, gripping the back of George’s neck as their hips fall into rhythm. They’re so similar in height that can look each other right in the eye, breathe into each other’s mouths. It’s heady.

He doesn’t want George to ever have enough of him. Stay hungry, and keep coming back for more. That’s what Lee wants.

[gallowseyes]

He could, he thinks, do this for hours -- the roll of their hips and the slide of his cock against Lee's soapy, wet skin. The kissing. Lee's hands on him. Under the warm flow of the water it's pretty close to Heaven.

[atehimrightup]

“I thought we came in here to get clean,” Lee teases breathlessly, already hard again. George is like catnip. He’s the strongest aphrodisiac in the world.

But it doesn’t feel desperate this time. There’s no need to rush through it. Their mouths find each other again, kissing slow and thorough.

“Tell me something pretty,” he pants out, cupping George’s face in his hands, thumbing at the mole near the corner of his mouth with a fond smile. “I want to hear your stupid accent.”

[gallowseyes]

"That's the beauty of doing it in water," says George, his words edged with laughter. "All the mess sluices away." He catches the pad of Lee's thumb with a kiss. "Pretty how?"

[atehimrightup]

“Seeing a shower for the first time must have blown your goddamn mind,” he says with a smirk, breath hitching as they rock together. He drops one hand down to George’s ass, squeezing hard.

“Sing the fuckin’ alphabet. I don’t care.” Lee laughs breathlessly, letting his head fall back against the tile with a soft think. He stares at George, tracing his full lips. “Your mouth is a miracle.”

[gallowseyes]

"I hated them at first," he admits, his breath hitching as his cock slides alongside Lee's. "But I'm starting to come around to the concept." He's quiet for a moment, trying to think of something he knows well enough to recite. "Entreat me not to leave you or to turn back from following you," he murmurs, punctuating with slow, soft kisses. "For where you go I will go, and where you lodge I will lodge."

[atehimrightup]

Lee doesn’t know what he was expecting. He doesn’t even know what he wanted, other than to hear George talk. He could have read from the shampoo bottle and Lee would have gotten off from it.

But instead he says something so beautiful that it takes Lee’s breath away, eyes widening slightly as he stares at George like he’s in awe, only closing them when George starts to pepper in soft kisses.

“Yeah,” Lee says thickly, heart pounding in his chest as he puts both feet on the ground to steady himself. It feels a little like he’s falling, like the air is being ripped out of his lungs. “Something like that. Fuck.”

[gallowseyes]

George smiles at that, slipping a hand between them to curl his fingers around both of their cocks, enough to press them together so they every shift of their hips brings delicious friction. He swipes his thumb over the heads of both of their cocks.

"Your wish, my command," he murmurs.

[atehimrightup]

“Oh, you’re a fucking menace.” Lee chuckles low in his throat and then groans as George’s big hand wraps around their cocks. Lee has never experienced anything like this before, simply rubbing together for the sake of it.

It makes him feel young, like he’s making up for lost time.

Lee hisses and bites his lip, mouth falling open as he looks at George from under his lashes.

“I can’t believe you look like that. It’s so stupid,” Lee pants out, putting a hand over George’s face and playfully pushing it back, like he just can’t bear to look at it anymore, laughing all the while. He feels lighter than air, like George is the only thing keeping him tethered.

[gallowseyes]

"People have said similar to me before," says George, still grinning. "I don't mind it." Lee shoves his face and George keeps it turned to the side for a moment as he shifts his grip and squeezes just slightly. It hits him, then, how many things they've figured out about each other tonight. It strikes him that Lee knows him better than anyone else he's ever known.