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[gallowseyes]

Lee cooks so George washes dishes. The first time, he'd had no idea, really, what he was doing but he's done it enough times that he finds it almost therapeutic -- the hot water and the soap suds and soft music playing in the other room. When he goes out, he wears nicely tailored, well cut things but, when they're at home, he cares less. He's pretty sure that the t-shirt he's wearing is actually Lee's; it fits more snuggly across his shoulders, but it's soft, and he likes the way it smells.

He sets a plate in the draining rack and reaches for another.

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[gallowseyes]

George snorts a soft laugh at that, turning his head to catch Lee's mouth in a truer kiss. "And a French one," he says because he's pretty proud of his accent when he speaks French, and he's seen the effect that it has on Lee. "I meant it, you know. About biting. I...At first I wasn't sure, but..." His cheeks colour, and it's not art of guile. "Not now."

[atehimrightup]

“Mm, I suppose that one’s fine, too,” he murmurs into the kiss, chuckling softly and then pulling back to look at George when his tone goes more serious. Lee smiles, genuine and warm, and can’t help but to reach up and brush the pads of his fingers across George’s pink cheek. Him blushing is such a rarity, and Lee cherishes each and every instance of it.

His expression softens even further and he smiles in a way that only George ever gets to see. There is so much of him that only George gets to see, parts of himself that he never even knew existed until George coaxed them out.

“Not now?” Lee asks warmly, brows lifting in amusement. He remembers the hesitancy when George first allowed Lee to bite him, and how it had felt like such a gift. Knowing that George has come to genuinely like it sends a warm thrill down Lee’s spine, and he slowly drags the tip of his tongue over his teeth as he stares down at George’s flushed face. “Not much of a surprise from the boy who loves to be spanked.”

His expression softens even further, his gaze gone liquid as he stares down at George. “Ask me in French,” he murmurs in a low, seductive tone, tracing his fingertips along the firm curve of muscle at the juncture of George’s neck and shoulder, a favorite spot of his. “Ask me and I will.”

[gallowseyes]

"I've learned I like a lot of things, in your company," he says. He watches Lee for a long moment, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth before he nods.

"I love you," he says, because he's been saying it like this for a while. "Please bite me as hard as you want.."

[atehimrightup]

“It’s honestly shocking to me that you’d never been spanked before, you horrid brat,” Lee teases fondly, voice dripping with soft adoration. George seems to stare at him for a moment that stretches on and on and Lee quirks a brow at the smirk on his face, but he’s immediately distracted by the French spilling from his sinful mouth.

There’s a phrase that George says a lot and Lee has been so tempted to look it up and see what it means, but something stops him every time. Whatever it is, he’ll wait for George to tell him in words that Lee can understand.

He grins down at George and lowers his face to the warm, sweaty curve of his neck, breathing him in and letting his lips rest against George’s jugular, feeling the precious life pumping through him.

Eventually he bites, but not hard. It’s more of a soft nip than anything, and he leaves a trail of them along the sharp edge of George’s jaw and down the side of his neck, over the top of his shoulder. He’s teasing, smiling against George’s collarbone while letting his fingers drift back and forth over one of his nipples.

[gallowseyes]

"Nobody else has ever brought the brat out in me quite so well as you do," says George, and he's not entirely sure that that's true, but he also knows he's never enjoyed it as much as he does with George. Lee's lips drift over his skin, nipping and sucking, his fingers teasing over his nipple again, and George sighs, letting himself sink into the sensation.

[atehimrightup]

“Lucky me,” Lee replies, and his tone may be playfully sarcastic but he means it utterly. He adores George even when he’s being infuriating and pouty.

He keeps on his languid teasing, sucking at his nipples again while reaching down to lazily fist George’s cock, not stroking but simply holding it possessively, thumbing at his foreskin as jr grows harder against his palm.

Eventually, when George’s breathing has gone a bit labored and his cock his hard, skin shining with Lee’s saliva, he lifts his head and nuzzles at the juncture of his neck and shoulder.

“Breathe out,” he commands in a low voice, waiting for George to do just that before he bites hard at the spot, nose wrinkling as the tips of his canines break through skin and he forces himself to stop. He holds George’s flesh between his teeth and shivers, growling low in his throat before letting go and immediately dragging his tongue over the mark, faintly tasting blood.

His cock blurts out a bit of fluid where it’s pressed to George’s hip and he lets out a satisfied sigh, kissing the spot with tender reverence.

[gallowseyes]

He loves when Lee treats him like this -- he's not wearing the collar, but Lee's touch is firm and possessive and it's enough to drive him wild. He squirms a little and then, when Lee tells him to breathe out, he does, the exhale spilling into a yelp when Lee bites him hard enough to just break the skin. He groans when Lee drags his tongue over the sore spot.

"LIke that," he says.

[atehimrightup]

It’s not that Lee thought George was lying to him about wanting it, but the sound he makes really drives it home. It makes Lee feel a little wild, warm and possessive and protective all at once, crouched over George like a dragon with its hoard of treasure.

“Yeah?” He asks huskily, licking at the bite as two more drops of blood well up from where the sharp points of his canines broke through. It makes him shiver and growl deep in his chest, smudging his lips down the center of George’s chest and over until he can flick his tongue over one of his nipples.

And then he bites again just above it, right over where his heart is beating against his rib cage. It’s not hard enough to break skin this time, but Lee licks at it all the same, soothing the sting.

“I wanna take you back to that club covered in my bite marks,” Lee murmurs feverishly, and he’s honestly sure if he means it or if he’s just talking. He’s too turned on to tell. “Let everyone see just how fucking mine you are.”

[gallowseyes]

George's head spins at the thought of it. He imagines stripping off his clothes, either in the club proper or on that anteroom, entering the room already naked, collared and decorated in lurid marks. A wave of humiliation and arousal hits him at the thought of it. It's perfect.

He nods.

"I'd like that," he says.

[atehimrightup]

Lee lifts his head to the first bite and licks away another drop of blood, shivering and closing his eyes at the sweet copper taste. He smell how much George likes the thought of it and he groans, huffing and burying his face in George’s neck.

“You have no idea what you do to me,” he pants out, biting the bolt of George’s jaw just hard enough for him to feel the sting of his teeth. He leaves them there, digging slightly into George’s skin as he shifts his hand down to cover his balls, tugging gently at them in the way he knows George likes.

[gallowseyes]

"I have some idea," he says, pushing his fingers into Lee's hair and tugging, urging him on a little bit, goading. He whimpers when Lee tugs at his balls, his hips canting forward, his breath hitching.

[atehimrightup]

“You’re a demon,” Lee says as George pulls his hair, hissing and laughing fondly. He kisses George on the mouth and then works his way down his neck, pausing to lick at the bite mark. He sucks on it, trying to draw out more blood, and thinks of how it felt to make those small cuts on George’s body, watching it spill out of him like rubies that melted on Lee’s tongue.

He wants that again, goes as far as opening his mouth, but he stops himself. George hasn’t brought it up again and it feels like too big of a thing to ask for, like it’s too much. He’s already been given so much more than he deserves.

Instead, he keeps kissing his way down George’s chest, pausing to bite gently at his pink, puffy nipples and then moving lower still. He keeps a hold of George’s balls, massaging them in his palm and pressing his thumb in against the spot where they meet his body, just below the base of his cock.

When he gets to George’s navel, he bites hard at a spot just below it, holding the bit of flesh between his teeth while tugging on George’s balls again. He always responds so beautifully to pain, further evidence that he was created to take Lee apart piece by piece.

[gallowseyes]

"You fucking love it," says George, realising, as he says it, that what he really means is, you fucking love me. Still, saying it in English feels like it would be a step too far, somehow. He can't bring himself to that edge. When Lee bites at the soft, yielding skin of his belly, he whimpers, his hips squirming which, in turn, puts pressure on his balls, where Lee's holding them. It's exquisite.

[atehimrightup]

“I really fucking do,” Lee admits in a voice that’s probably far more tender than the situation warrants. He loves everything about this, loves the way George whimpers and squirms beneath him, loves the way he pulls Lee’s hair when something feels good, loves—

He just loves George.

Lee has never let himself think that before, but it seems so obvious now. He breathes out raggedly and presses his face to George’s hip for a moment, feeling overwhelmed as he sucks in a deep breath.

And then, without thinking much about it, he bites hard at George’s hip. It’s hard enough to break the skin, hard enough to bruise for days, maybe even hard enough to leave a faint scar. He whimpers helplessly with George’s skin between his teeth, then opens his mouth and laps at the spot with open reverence, like an act of worship.

[gallowseyes]

It fucking hurts in a way that goes straight to his cock and George arches, a soft, wounded sound that's almost a moan finding it's way out of him and Lee licks and sucks at the wound he's made. It's exactly what George wanted and he can't believe how it makes him feel.

[atehimrightup]

Blood beads up on George’s skin at the few spots where his teeth broke through, and Lee licks away every drop like it’s the sweetest honey, eyes closed as he smiles to himself. He thinks about how they tried to convince themselves that this was casual for so long, and almost laughs.

Lee has never felt less casual about anything in his whole fucking life.

“You taste so fucking good,” Lee breathes out raggedly, licking at the bite again before turning his head to mouth at the side of George’s cock, whimpering with pleasure at bittersweet taste of what’s already leaked out of him. “You’re so wet for me.”

There’s still blood at the corner of his mouth as he pulls the head of George’s cock between his lips, staring up at him as he sucks on it, swallowing eagerly and scratching his nails down the insides of George’s thighs.

[gallowseyes]

Lee's mouth slides down over his cock and George whimpers, rolling his hips, pushing into Lee's mouth. It feels so good. It's so easy to get lost in.

[atehimrightup]

George is so responsive and it would be easy ti stay here until he comes in Lee’s mouth. It wouldn’t even take very long. But Lee isn’t done tasting him, so he lets his cock slide free with a slick pop and slides his arms under George’s thighs to lift him up and spread him open.

He hooks one of George’s legs over his shoulder and mouths at his balls, licking at the seam before pulling them into his mouth one at a time. Then he ducks his head lower, pressing his tongue greedily against the tight pink clench of George’s hole, licking and sucking at the rim.

[gallowseyes]

Relaxed and pliable, George lets Lee move him however he wants, spread him open and put his mouth on him. George groans, squirming against the bed, lifting his arms to drape them over his head. He rolls his hips, pressing down against the wet swipe of Lee's tongue.

[atehimrightup]

“Who’s the slut now?” Lee teases with a warm chuckle, laying his forearm across George’s hips and licking at him more firmly. He spits directly on his hole, wet and obscene, and rubs it into the muscle with two slick fingertips.

“I think it might be you, baby,” he teases warmly as he presses those two fingers into George’s ass, both pleased and amused at how ready his body seems to be to accept the intrusion. Greedy for it, even. “Are you this easy for everyone, or am I special?”

He’s teasing, of course. Because no one else gets to do this to George. Not anymore.

[gallowseyes]

"These days?" says George, his breath catching when Lee pushes two fingers into his arse. "You know it's only for you." He's surprised by how much he likes it, the idea that he's only meant for one person's hands and mouth and cock.

[atehimrightup]

“I do know,” Lee says, and if he sounds a bit cocky he thinks he’s earned the right. “I just like hearing you say it.”

He grins and straightens up a bit, sitting back on his haunches and holding one of George’s long legs up against his body, turning his head to kiss the inside of his knee. The lube is around here somewhere, lost in the sheets, but for now Lee just works those two spit slick fingers in and out of him slowly, looking down to watch like they have all the time in the world.

“Only for me,” he repeats almost dreamily, pressing his fingers in deep and seeking out his prostate, rubbing at it with slow, firm strokes. “You like how possessive I get, don’t you?”

It used to embarrass him, back when he wasn’t sure what was going on between them. That isn’t really the case anymore.

[gallowseyes]

"I love it," says George, because it's completely true. He smiles, rolling his hips, fucking himself on Lee's fingers almost lazily, enjoying the slow pace, the lack of urgency. "Love it when you remind me who I belong to."

[atehimrightup]

Lee grins back, utterly besotted and amused by how easily George starts to roll his hips. He really is such a slut, and Lee gets to reap all the benefits.

“These are a pretty clear reminder,” Lee murmurs, letting go of George’s thigh to press his thumb into the bite mark on his hip, wiping away another small smear of blood and bringing it to his lips to suck the digit clean.

“You’re mine and I’m not gonna let you go,” Lee tells him fiercely, reaching for the lube and squirting some directly onto his fingers as he works them into George’s ass, adding a third now that he’s slick. “I’ll cover you in bites and fuck you in front of everyone at that club. I’ll fight anyone who comes too close to you, baby.”

[gallowseyes]

George's breath hitches at the sting when Lee presses his thumb against the bite mark. He nods, still rolling his hips, his cock hard and leaking against his belly.

"In front of everyone?"