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[gallowseyes]

His day, not to put too fine a point on it, has gone to shit. He'd slipped out of the apartment nearly to go and ride and had been thrown. Thankfully, he'd been on sand, so the bruising is minimal, but the stiffness in his shoulder has lingered all day. He'd gone to do some session work -- cello, not viola de Gamba, which means the instrument, whole familiar, feels less like a part of him. The fingering of the part has been complicated, and he'd managed to break his bow and had to use a spare.

At least he'd been paid.

By the time he lets himself into his apartment, he's in a foul mood but, when he opens the door, he instantly knows that someone else is home.

"Lee?"

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[gallowseyes]

Lee offers his neck and George goes to work, kissing and sucking at damp skin. His free hand skims up to Lee's chest.

"Oh, yes?" he murmurs. "And what will you have me do?"

[atehimrightup]

It’s such a sign of trust, Lee tipping his head back like this, and he hopes that George can feel it even if he can’t explain it. His plush mouth moving along Lee’s neck makes him sigh, and he pets the back of George’s head approvingly.

“Mm, I dunno. There’s services where can hire a topless maid to come over and clean. Maybe something like that,” Lee teases warmly, scrunching his nose. “I’ll watch you clean the apartment naked. Maybe just a frilly little apron.”

[gallowseyes]

George huffs a laugh at that, pausing to suck up a mark on Lee's skin, arms still tight around him. Every shift of Lee's hips makes him a bit breathless, but he's trying not to focus on it.

"I don't know that I'll be effective but, if that's what you want, I'll try," he says. "You could put something in my arse while I work."

[atehimrightup]

Lee’s breath quickens when it becomes obvious that George is leaving a mark on him, muscles tensing at the jolt of arousal he feels. George is so hard inside of him, taking up so much space that Lee feels vaguely lightheaded.

“You’d love that, wouldn’t you?” He snickers and slides his hand along George’s arm where it’s locked around him. “Yes, the plug and remote can come out and play. It’ll amuse me.”

[gallowseyes]

"Or that cock that I hated so much before," says George, his mouth moving against Lee's neck before he scrapes his teeth against Lee's skin. "I'd behave much better those time."

[atehimrightup]

“Fuck, George,” Lee hisses out at that scrape of teeth, only a little embarrassed by how good it feels. His whole body feels a bit like a live wire.

“Oh? I thought you didn’t like it,” he says with a soft laugh. “You complained so much, even though you don’t seem to have a problem with me sitting still on an oversized dick.”

He tenses his ass and shimmies his hips a little to make his point, and because he can be a brat, too.

[gallowseyes]

George's breath shivers out of him when Lee squirms his hips like that, his arms tightening around him.

"You told me I wasn't allowed to fuck you, you gremlin, so stop making it so difficult." He huffs out a laugh. "I was just feeling hard done to that particular night. You could do it to me again."

[atehimrightup]

“I said you weren’t allowed to fuck me tomorrow,” Lee reminds him with a laugh that only gets a little deeper at George’s explanation.

“Aww, I’m so cruel to you. Poor baby,” he teases, turning his head to blow a raspberry against George’s wet neck. Once he’s done, he pulls back enough to press a kiss to George’s cheek, nuzzling at his jaw.

“Thanks for telling me. I thought it was a failed idea.” He smiles brightly and kisses his cheek again. “But now I know better. Maybe tomorrow I’ll have you sit on it,” he murmurs in a low voice, breath hot against George’s ear. “And if you’re very good, I might let you fuck yourself on it while I watch.”

[gallowseyes]

"I misunderstood," says George, amused, rolling his hips experimentally to thrust his cock into Lee's arse. "You want to ride me? We've never done that in here."

[atehimrightup]

“What, you really thought I was just gonna sit here?” That might have been Lee’s plan, but he’s not sure he can stand it. He’s so sensitive that it borders on uncomfortable, but he wants to get off like this one more time. And then that’s it.

“Well, we beat my record,” he says as he pulls off of George with a hiss, shifting around in the water to sink down onto his cock again. He yelps softly, hissing and dropping his forehead to George’s shoulder. “I don’t even know what it was, but I’m sure we broke it.”

[gallowseyes]

"I've lost count," admits George, his head falling back with a soft thunk as Lee slides down onto his cock. His arms go around Lee's waist, one hand dipping to fondle his arse.

"Tell me what else you're going to have me do," he says. He still loves to listen to Lee talk dirty.

[atehimrightup]

“Mm, after today?” Lee lifts his head and smiles, reaching up to cup George’s chin, thumbing at his plush lips. “I’m going to put this mouth to work. “You’re going to suck me ‘til your jaw aches, baby.”

He grins and then lets his mouth fall open as he rises up on George’s cock and sinks down slowly, starting up an easy pace. It’s barely enough to slosh any water over the side of the tub. “You’re going to be a good little whore for me.”

Their mouths and noses brush together, sharing air between them. “Maybe I’ll just have you kneel there and keep my cock warm in your mouth while I catch up on my reading.”

[gallowseyes]

George's head falls back as Lee starts to move, the rhythm slow and easy. Both of his hands cup Lee's arse, squeezing gently.

"All I want is to be your whore," he says. "I'll do it, if that's what you want."

[atehimrightup]

“Of course you will,” Lee says fondly, sliding his hands up to cradle George’s jaw as he slowly moves his hips. It’s funny— he’s the one with a cock inside of him, but he’s never felt more in charge. He loves the way things work with them, like they make their own rules.

“You already are my whore,” he assures George in a low, sweet voice, staring into his dark eyes. They’re locked on Lee so intensely that it makes him shiver.

“Alex gave me some other things to try. She’s very informative,” he says with a grin, tracing his fingertips over George’s bottom lip. “Maybe I’ll put a cock ring on you so you don’t come all over yourself again.”

He’s smiling as he says it, because it’s fun to tease George about something that happened one time. That, and it’s sure to embarrass George a little, which Lee knows he likes.

[gallowseyes]

He doesn't know what a cock ring is, but he can imagine, and he feels his face flush at the thought of it. His hands frame Lee's slim waist, and he keeps his hips still, letting Lee entirely dictate the pace.

"I'd hate to make a mess," he says.

[atehimrightup]

Lee groans and reaches out to put his hands on the wall behind George’s head, giving himself better leverage as he moves up and down, shivering each time. It hurts a little, but he likes it. He likes how used up he feels, like George can’t get enough of him.

“Put your hand around my cock,” Lee says in a low, firm voice, gasping as he rolls his hips. “Make me feel good.”

[gallowseyes]

He loves when Lee uses that tone of voice. He doesn't hesitate, shifting one hand to wrap around Lee's cock, jerking at a controlling to the movement of his hips. He leans up, looking for a kiss.

[atehimrightup]

George tips his head up for a kiss and Lee leans back just out of reach for a moment just to watch the needy look on George’s face. He grins and then kisses him deeply, moving one hand to his face and nipping at his bottom lip, tugging on it gently. It would be so easy to bite down until he tastes blood. George probably wouldn’t even mind that much, but Lee manages to resist.

He pulls back with a gasp as he starts to move a little faster, whimpering and pressing his forehead to George’s. The water starts to slosh so much that Lee reaches for the plug, yanking it out so the water can start to drain.

“Fuck, it hurts a little,” Lee admits, but it’s clear by his tone that he doesn’t mind. Maybe he’ll put some of that lotion on later.

“You’ll have to wait until I’m not so tender to fuck me again,” Lee says with a teasing smile, kissing George again. “Mm, it could be days. You’ll miss it so much.”

[gallowseyes]

"I'm sure you'll keep me busy," says George, free arm wrapped around Lee's waist, holding him steady in his lap as he rocks. "Think of plenty of uses for my mouth..." He kisses Lee again. "And my arse." And once more. "And my cock."

[atehimrightup]

“I like the way you say arse,” Lee admits with a breathless chuckle, imitating him on the last word. He’s so fascinated by everything George says. No one has ever been more interesting. “I like the way you say everything.”

This time, it takes longer for the pleasure to build up to that crescendo. It feels so good but he’s so tired and he’s come so many times, but he can’t get enough. He’ll never get enough.

He feels right there, stuck on the edge, and he lets his head fall to the side with a desperate whine, offering up the juncture of his neck and shoulder.

“Will you bite me?” He pants out raggedly, feeling almost shy. “I’m so close, baby. Please?”

[gallowseyes]

He almost asks where, but it's obvious in the way Lee holds himself, the tilt of his head. George leans up, mouthing against that skin. "You're blushing, you know." He says, kissing, and then he does bite, as hard as he dares. As hard as he knows Lee wants.

[atehimrightup]

“Shut up,” Lee says with a laugh, but then George gives him exactly what he wants. The blunt pressure of his teeth digging into Lee’s skin makes him cry out, triggering a jolt of pain and pleasure so strong that he finally comes, whimpering as his hips jerk and he spurts weakly between their bodies.

He’s so sensitive that he aches all over, completely worn out and so content at the same time, and he whimpers a little as he rocks almost uselessly in George’s lap, hissing at the overstimulation.

“Come on, baby,” he all but slurs, dropping his head to George’s shoulder. He’s not sure that he’s ever felt so out of it, but he knows that he’s safe.

[gallowseyes]

It doesn't take much. The way Lee trembles and squirms and then the way he goes almost boneless in his arms is almost too much. He bites Lee's shoulder, not as hard this time, and then he comes, with one arm still wrapped around his waist and his face buried in his shoulder.

[atehimrightup]

Lee lets out a content him as he feels George finish inside of him, again. He has to lift himself up to let George slip out of him, despite usually wanting to keep him inside. He’s just too sensitive, and he shivers at the emptiness, reaching down to splash the draining water up over their bellies.

He should probably move. His knees hurt from pressing them into the porcelain and his whole body feels sort of like a limp noodle that was thrown against the wall.

Yes, he should move, but he doesn’t. Despite his intentions, he sort of just lays there on top of George, half-asleep and trembling in his lap.

[gallowseyes]

"We need to get out of the tub, love," says George, gently. He feels spent, too, but not the same as Lee. There's no way he can do anything from this position so, gently, he eases himself free from Lee, nudging and prodding until he gets him, shakily, onto his feet. From there, it's easy to sweep him up into his arms.

"Bed," he says.