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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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[atehimrightup]

George doesn’t count off the last hit, but Lee decides to let it slide. He just looks so beautiful and, to be fair, he does have his mouth full.

He watches George suck at his fingers so eagerly, pulling them out only to replace them with his ring and pinky fingers, giving him more to taste. He’s so into it, and Lee thinks again about how George compared come and blood. It’s not much different, he said. Without even realizing how much he had just knocked Lee’s world off its axis a little bit.

“You did well, baby,” Lee tells him, sliding his other hand up and down George’s spine and then injecting a bit of a smirk into his voice. “This time.”

[gallowseyes]

The humiliation of the implied criticism in Lee's tone makes George squirm a little, he's sunk so deep. He moans, sucking at the taste on Lee's fingers almost greedily.

[atehimrightup]

Lee watches him indulgently for a bit, feeling a warmth in his chest and a fierce protectiveness. He would kill for this man. He wouldn’t even blink.

“Mm, since you’re enjoying yourself so much,” Lee murmurs, pulling his hand away and slipping out from under George so he can pull himself up into the sofa, relaxing back against it as he unzips his jeans and pulls out his cock. “Suck on this instead.”

[gallowseyes]

He doesn't need to be told twice. Lee slides back into the sofa and George shifts up onto his knees, the chain attached to his collar making a soft, musical noise. He leans over Lee's lap and curls one hand around the base of his cock, leaning over to lap at the head hungrily before he takes the first few inches into his mouth. He starts to suck hungry, bobbing his head, dark hair falling into his face.

[atehimrightup]

“Jesus Christ,” Lee breathes out, somehow still stunned by the eager way that George sucks him down. He’s had what he thought was good head before. He was wrong. George is the best he’s ever had in every single category. He has absolutely ruined Lee for any other man.

“You were born for this, weren’t you?” Lee rasps out, twisting the collar so that the chain is at the back of George’s neck and he can pull on it just a little. Not enough to choke him, but enough that George almost has to fight against the tension to get at his cock. It’s deliriously hot.

“The first time I saw you,” Lee gasps out, chest heaving as he thumbs at the stretched out corner of George’s mouth, “the first time I saw your fucking obscene mouth, I knew that I had to put my cock in it. And I knew you’d let me.”

[gallowseyes]

He's drifting, entirely focused on Lee's cock, but part of him wants to correct that. Trained, not born. But, since France, since Jean, he's loved this. He never gets bored of it. Lee tugs on the chain and George moans, the sound of it muffled by the press of Lee's cock against his tongue.

[atehimrightup]

Lee isn’t expecting a reply, but he knows that George likes to hear him talk. And he certainly deserves to be rewarded for the magic he’s currently working on Lee’s dick.

“I love how hungry you are,” Lee admits, sounding like the confession is scraped out of him. “I’m hungry, too. I think I could feel that in you. We’re both starving for something.”

He’s rambling, edging dangerously close to something he can’t speak of, so he bites his lip and watches George bob on his cock, cheeks hollow and lips swollen.

“Swallow it,” Lee barks out, knowing what such a command will do to George. “All the way down, and stay until I say.”

[gallowseyes]

Lee's right -- George has been hungry his whole life. Being with Lee, though? Feels like being properly fed, maybe for the first time in his life. He hears the instruction and groans, softly, breathing through his nose as he works his mouth lower and lower, until his nose presses into the hair at the base of Lee's cock.

[atehimrightup]

“Oh, that’s good. That’s so fucking good, baby,” Lee pants out, toes curling inside the sneakers he’s still somehow wearing. He watches George’s mouth slide impossibly low and grunts, mouth falling open as he sinks into the tight grip of George’s throat.

He reaches down under George’s chin, pressing in against his neck to feel himself there. It makes his hips twitch and he pulls on the leash at the same time, cutting off George’s air entirely. Lee breathes in deep and counts in his head, brushing George’s hair from his face. It’s only when George’s shoulders tense up and he starts to fidget that Lee pulls him back by the hair and slackens the leash, letting him fill his lungs again.

George looks dazed, like he’s drugged put of his mind, pupils so big there’s only a thin ring of color around them. Cheeks flushed, eyes wet, mouth agape and swollen cherry red, spit dripping down his chin. He’s the most beautiful thing that Lee has ever seen. And for now, at least in this moment—

“Mine,” Lee growls out, curling his lip back to bare his teeth. He feels so much that he doesn’t know what to do with it all, but he knows that if anyone tried to take George away from him, they would not survive it.

“Tell me you’re mine,” he pants out, keeping his grip tight in George’s hair and his cock just out of reach, teasing. “Tell me, and I’ll let you have it.”

[gallowseyes]

Lee pulls his head up, lets him breath and George's breath sobs in and out for a second.

"Yours," he says, without needing another prompt. "Only yours."

In that moment, at least, it's the most obvious thing in the world.

[atehimrightup]

Lee stares down at George for a long moment, breathing just as hard as he is. He feels a bit wild, lip twitching and eyes dark. He feels desperate, like he hasn’t Eaten in weeks, but it’s not food he’s after at all.

Suddenly, Lee winds the leash around his hand and yanks George forward, hooking his hands under George’s arms to all but yank him into his lap. One hand goes under George’s ass to help him get onto his knees on the sofa, straddling Lee’s lap, and then he pulls out the toy and lets it fall to the floor, replacing it instantly with his cock.

Lee lets out a sound like a strangled howl, yanking George down onto it while biting at his chest, just over his heart, hard enough to bruise without breaking skin.

[gallowseyes]

It all happens quickly; one minute he's on his knees, staring up at Lee, and the next he's in Lee's lap with his cock buried in his arse. He doesn't wait for permission, immediately rising onto his knees so that he can sink back down, all but bouncing on Lee's cock.

"Jesus," he mumbles, when he realises that Lee is still mostly dressed while they fuck, while he's naked and collared and smeared in his own come. This could be over when Lee comes, he realises. He bends his head to kiss Lee, moaning loudly against his lips.

[atehimrightup]

“Fuck, that’s it,” Lee groans out, gripping George’s hips as he starts to move. They kiss and it’s messy, hungry and biting, and Lee gathers George’s wrists behind his back. The collar is still turned, chain tumbling down George’s back, and Lee wraps it around George’s wrists, pulling it tight to keep them in place.

It makes it harder for George to bounce but he manages with those ridiculous thighs of his, and Lee grabs a burning ass cheek in one hand and the back of George’s neck with the other, thrusting hard up into him while grunting into his mouth.

“All those people you’ve been with, and I bet none of them could fuck you like I can,” he pants out. It’s far more confident than he usually feels, but in that moment he’s certain that it’s true. “No one else can give you what you need.”

[gallowseyes]

"No-one," pants George, wrists pinned behind his back and thighs burning as he rides Lee's cock. He's had a kid of sex in his life, but never quite like this. His cock is fully hard again, bouncing obscenely against his belly with every rock of his hips. He moans loudly into Lee's mouth. "Only you."

[atehimrightup]

“Fuck.” Lee groans out loud and tips his head back, gripping hard at George’s hip as he leans further back against the sofa. His eyes flutter open and he stares at George’s face, fingers digging in under the collar around his neck.

He sits up again and drags George in closer, guiding his face to Lee’s neck as he throws his head back. “Give me your teeth, baby. Let me feel them.”

[gallowseyes]

It's the first time Lee's asked to be bitten and, in the moment, he finds himself hesitant. He's never done anything like it before. Still, he presses his mouth against Lee's neck, kissing and sucking, using the edges of his teeth, before he works up the nerve to actually bite. It's not as hard as Lee has bitten him in the past, but it's a start.

[atehimrightup]

If Lee were less out of his mind, he might have sensed George’s hesitance, might have redirected him, but instead he just feels his breath catch when George starts to mouth at his throat, teeth scraping against his skin.

Lee feels overwhelmed, a little like he’s outside his body, and then George bites down and Lee comes so hard that he knocks his head back against the wall, crying out and bucking up against George’s body, clutching at him almost desperately.

[gallowseyes]

If he'd been more present in the moment, George might have marveled at how beautiful Lee looks, coming so hard. As if is, he experiences it as all sensation -- the firmness of Lee's skin and the buck of his hips, the arch of his back and the way he trembles through it as George goes back to kissing and nipping at his neck.

[atehimrightup]

Lee’s hips seem to keep moving of their own accord, fucking up into George’s body. He’s so wet with come that the sound of it is obscene enough to make Lee shiver again.

It takes a long time for his brain to come back online and he blinks as if coming out of a daze, lifting his head and pressing his cheek to George’s. He reaches one hand between their bodies to curl it around George’s cock.

“You’re gonna give me one more,” Lee pants out as he leans back against the sofa again, letting George balance on his lap he starts to jerk him off, staring up at him the whole time. His other hand slides under the hem of his shirt, dragging it up to bare his stomach and chest. “Right here.”

[gallowseyes]

Now that he's seen the effect that it has on Lee, George doesn't need further encouragement. Rocking his hips to fuck himself through Lee's fingers, George bends, his arms still behind his back, sucking up a mark next to Lee's right nipple just before he bites him, harder than he'd dared before.

[atehimrightup]

George sways forward, muscles flexing beautifully, and Lee hums encouragingly as his mouth finds Lee’s chest. His free hand slides into his soft hair, while the other keeps stroking his cock.

For some reason, he isn’t expecting George to bite him again. But he does, and sends and aftershock through him, hips jerking as he cries out. “Fuck, George. You’re perfect.”

[gallowseyes]

The praise sinks through George, goes straight to his cock, and he squirms his hips, pressing up into the circle of Lee's fingers. It doesn't take long before he finds himself trembling on the edge again.

"Can I" he asks, dark eyes flickering to Lee's face. "Can I come?"

[atehimrightup]

Lee smiles breathlessly when George looks up at him, nodding and cradling the back of his head, drawing him in for a kiss.

“Yeah, baby. You can come,” Lee assures him, nodding against his forehead and then falling back against the sofa again, watching as George’s big cock slips through his fingers. With his other hand, he drags his shirt up again and finds George’s bite mark on his chest, pressing his fingertips into it with a hiss. “Let me see.”

[gallowseyes]

He comes with his back arched and his hips riding forward. It's not quite as hard as earlier, but it's plenty, spilling over Lee's fingers and striping his belly and chest. George fucks himself through Lee's fingers until he's wrung out every drop.

[atehimrightup]

Lee groans softly as George’s come splashes onto his skin, warm and wet. He keeps his hand tight around George’s cock, only easing up when his orgasm seems to be over.

For a long time, all he can seem to do is stare up at George and to catch his breath, bringing his hand up to his face to lick George’s come from his fingers. He scoops some up from his stomach and reaches up to push that finger into George’s mouth. Once he’s a little less in a daze, he reaches both hands back to unwrap the chain from George’s wrists, freeing them and sliding his hands up George’s back, kissing at his shoulders.

“You were so good, sweetheart,” Lee murmurs, lifting his head to kiss the underside of George’s jaw. “I’m proud of you.”