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[gallowseyes]

He's only trying to help. He's still not able to cook more than eggs and toast successfully on his own without supervision, but he likes trying to help when Lee is cooking. He's chopping the ingredients for a salad when he slips, the knife biting into the side of his finger. He drops it, helping, immediately bringing his hand up to his mouth. It's not a big wound, but it's deep and the blood wells up scarlet.

"Fuck."

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[atehimrightup]

Swallowing George’s blood while fucking into his body feels like something of a religious experience. Lee’s never been into religion but he thinks maybe he could start one. He’d worship at this man’s altar for the rest of time.

“Mine,” Lee growls out, biting at George’s neck and sucking a mark under his jaw. The blood has made the animal in him come alive, fingernails raking down George’s sides while kissing him with blood on his mouth, biting at his lip and sucking on his tongue.

“You’re all mine and I’m gonna use you up. Gonna fuck you until you cry and then I’m gonna keep going,” Lee gasps out, pressing his hands into the bed on either side of George’s head and staring down at him as he fucks him hard, hair spilling into his face. “And you’ll take it all.”

[gallowseyes]

"I'll take it," says George, nodding, almost feverish, rocking his hips, his heels digging into the bed. With the spreader bar and his hands tied over his head, he can barely move, just has to take the rock of Lee's body on top of him, the thrust of his cock inside him. He's smeared with his own blood, Lee's spit. His leaking cock paints a slick streak on his belly. It's perfect. "I'll take all of it."

[atehimrightup]

“Not much else you can do,” Lee says with a rough chuckle, because he knows how much George likes it when all he can do is lie back and take it. He likes having his choices taken away, likes being degraded, and Lee can do all that even without the collar.

He’ll do all that, and take care of him after.

“No one fucks you like I do, do they?” Lee pants out, reaching between them to grab firmly at George’s cock while slamming his hips forward, making sure that his cock strikes George’s prostate again and again. He’s had a lot of lovers, and Lee knows it’s pointless to be jealous of the past.

They had him then, but it’s Lee who has him now.

“If I had my way, I’d leave that plug in you all the time,” he pants out, biting hard at the side of George’s neck and fucking him so hard that his hips shift up the bed a little each time. “Keep your little hole wet and open so I can bend you over and use you whenever I want. Fill you with my come and keep it there.”

[gallowseyes]

Lee would never actually do it but the thought of it makes his head spin. Maybe they could do it, for a day. Just at home. Just the two of them.

He whimpers, already so close to coming.

"I can't...I..."

[atehimrightup]

“Mm, you like that, huh?” Lee chuckles roughly, leaning in to bite at George’s chin. “You just want to be my come slut? I’ll fill you up until you can fucking taste it, baby. Until you’re choking on it.”

George makes a beautiful, helpless sound and the way he tosses his head back makes another thin rivulet of blood leak out of the cut on his neck. Lee zeroes in on it and strokes George more firmly, fucks him harder.

“You can come if you want,” Lee says as he ducks his head to trace that line of blood with his tongue, moaning in George’s ear. “But I’m not gonna stop. I love it when you’re all teary eyed and oversensitive, sweetheart. You look so pretty like that.”

[gallowseyes]

It's so filthy that it actually makes George laugh, a brief, breathy sound that slips into another moan as Lee redoubles his efforts, fucking him harder. Lee tells him he can come, and it isn't instantaneous, but it isn't far off. He rolls his hips and comes, hard and messy, in the space between their bodies, Lee's mouth against his skin.

[atehimrightup]

That soft, rough laugh makes Lee grin, makes him feel like his heart is too big for his body. It takes everything he has not to come when George tightens around him, cock spitting between their bellies. He focuses on George instead of his own pleasure, stroking him through it and then scooping come up on two fingers and pressing them into George’s mouth while he’s still trying to catch his breath.

“God, I love you so much,” Lee breathes out, stunned that he can just say it now. He never wants to stop saying it. “You’re so good, baby. I love you.”

He slows his hips but doesn’t stop, rocking into George and staring down at him with wide opalite eyes, mouth parted and streaked with blood. “You are everything to me.”

[gallowseyes]

"I love you too," says George, lifting his head, straining a little, searching after a kiss as Lee keeps fucking him. He's said it a lot of times in his life, but he doesn't think he's ever really meant it until now. "I don't remember what my life was like before you."

[atehimrightup]

Lee can’t help the noise that comes out of him after that, something between a sob and a laugh, because this is absurd. The most beautiful man he’s ever seen is tied to his bed and staring up at Lee like he hung the moon and it feels like he’s dreaming.

“Mine didn’t start until I found you,” Lee replies breathlessly, cupping George’s cheek and then kissing him hard, whimpering as his thrusts start to get a little erratic. He can’t help himself, not with how good this all feels. “Fuck, George. Say it again,” he pants against his mouth, biting at his bottom lip. “Please?”

[gallowseyes]

He can taste his own blood in Lee's mouth and, just like last time, he didn't expect to like that as much as he does. He loves the bindings, too, though he wishes he could push his fingers into Lee's hair.

"I love you," he says. "I will forever love you."

[atehimrightup]

Here, in this moment, it’s easy to believe that it’s true, that nothing could ever sully George’s love for him. Lee lets himself believe that, and he comes with a strangled cry, burying his face in George’s neck and biting hard as his hips jerk, cock pulsing where it’s held deep inside George’s body.

His hips rock almost mindlessly as his orgasm crashes over him in a wave that makes him feel a little like he’s drowning, and he palms the side of George’s face and licks at the bite mark, licks at the cut still bleeding sluggishly just below it, and thinks about he’s never been so happy in his life.

“I can’t believe I found you,” he pants out, pressing his forehead to George’s and kissing him hard on the mouth, and then his cheek, his nose and his brow, everywhere his lips can reach. “I can’t believe you’re mine.”

[gallowseyes]

Lee comes inside him, and he's lost count of how many times its happened, but God, he never gets tired of it. He whimpers, his back arching, his fingers flexing, as Lee kisses everywhere he can get to. "I am. Always." He turns his head, nuzzling into Lee's hair. "I love you."

[atehimrightup]

George says it again and Lee whimpers helplessly, unable to even be embarrassed by the effect the words have on him. It feels like a physical touch, like a warm caress along the deepest, darkest parts of him. It makes him feel as if he’s being cracked open.

“I need you to touch me,” Lee pants out, keeping his cock buried inside of George as he reaches up to untie just one of his hands. He rubs his thumbs along the marks on his wrist, kissing his palm and biting the meat of it before resting his cheek there and closing his eyes, one hand still curled firmly around George’s wrist as if someone might try to take him away.

He stays there for a moment, eyes closed as he breathes in deep and does his best to commit this to memory. He never wants to forget how he feels right now, and he knows that he won’t.

Eventually, his eyes flutter open and they’re glossy as he stares at George, pink cheeked and happy. “This is most alive I’ve ever felt.” He swallows hard, mouth working for a moment. “For so long I felt like I was fighting so hard only to exist and nothing else. But you— you make me feel like I’m really living. And like it’s easy.”

He touches George’s face with utter reverence, fingertips worshipful as they trace the sharp line of his cheekbone. “Loving you is the easiest thing, George. It makes me glad I’m alive.”

[gallowseyes]

His hand cupping the side of Lee's face, he strokes his thumb along Lee's cheekbone, and he can't help but smile as he listens. Lee is still inside him, and the cuts are still bleeding, if barely, and he's still mostly tied down but it might just be the most romantic moment of his life.

"Good," he says. "That's all I want."

[atehimrightup]

Being vulnerable used to be so terrifying. It still is, but it’s easier with George. He can show facets of himself to George that he wouldn’t dare let anyone catch a glimpse of. He can expose his soft underbelly and not worry about George using that trust against him.

He’s never had that before. Not once in his life.

“That’s all, huh?” Lee says with a besotted grin, sweeping George’s messy hair off of his forehead. It’s longer than it’s ever been since they’ve known each other, and Lee likes it very much. He laughs and rolls his hips playfully, surging forward to give George a kiss on the mouth.

The blood has made him feel invigorated, like a good cup of coffee on a sleepy morning. His eyes are bright, cheeks pink, and he deepens the kiss with a soft groan, pressing their foreheads together. “I’ll never get enough of you.”

[gallowseyes]

"That's all," says George, like its the simplest thing in the world. Sometimes, it feels like it is. He leans up, pressing into the kiss as much as he can, still tied down by one wrist, his ankles still strapped to the spreader. "I should hope not." He tilts his head, smiling. "And what will you do with me now? More of the same?"

[atehimrightup]

“Hm, that’s a very good question,” Lee murmurs with a teasing grin, eyes bright as he props himself up on one hand and looks down at George, sweeping his hair back and cupping the side of his face. “The possibilities are endless.”

He curls his hand loosely around George’s throat and tilts his head back with a thumb under his chin, pressing a line of slow, wet kisses down the center of his neck, licking sweat from the hollow of his throat.

“I sort of want to leave marks all over your body,” Lee says in a low, sensual voice, biting softly at George’s chest and sucking at the bit of skin between his teeth. “So whenever you look at them, you’re reminded how much I love you. How much I fucking worship you, baby.”

[gallowseyes]

George is so content to be moved however Lee wants, and he tips his head back, shifting as Lee kisses and sucks down his throat.

"Do it," he says. "I'd love that."

[atehimrightup]

“You love to be mine or you love being worshipped?” Lee teases fondly, chuckling as he bites and sucks another small bruise just above one of his nipples, pausing to suck the right bud into his mouth and worry at the jewelry with his tongue. He does the same to the other nipple, then sighs as he eases his cock out of George so he can move down further, eagerly licking George’s come from his belly.

His tongue dips into George’s navel and then he bites at the softer flesh just below it, nuzzling down into the soft curls at the base of George’s cock. He smells so good that Lee feels a like lightheaded, and he licks at the head of George’s cock, suckling at it before moving back enough to put his hand on George’s ankle where it’s trapped in the spreader bar.

“I’m gonna turn you over, okay?” With one only one hand tied, it’s easy to ease George over onto his belly, bending his knees so that they’re tucked underneath him with his ass sticking up. “God, look at you. You’re so fucking gorgeous, all of you.”

[gallowseyes]

"Why not both?" says George, helping Lee as much as he can as he turns him over and positions him with his knees under him, cheek still pressed against the mattress, his cock mostly soft but still full between spread thighs.

He smiles at the praise.

"For you," he says.

[atehimrightup]

“For me,” Lee breathes out, sounded stunned. He kisses the base of George’s spine, and then the dimples that frame it, each touch reverent. “I’ll make sure you know how much you’re worshipped every single day.” He bites and one perfect, rounded cheek. “For as long as you’ll let me.”

He slides his hands over George’s ass and spreads him open with his thumbs, feeling the breath punch out of him at the sight of his come leaking from George’s puffy pink hole. Groaning, he leans in to drag his tongue over it, lapping at the rim as he squeezes George’s ass with both hands, burying his face between his cheeks.

[gallowseyes]

He's used to being spread open with Lee's fingers like this, but it feels different knowing that he can't close his legs, that he'd struggle to pull away, as if he would ever want to. He groans at the feel of Lee's tongue against him, his toes curling.

[atehimrightup]

Lee takes his time lapping up the mess he’s made between George’s legs. The chemical edge of the lube is a small price to pay for the taste of them together, and for the way George’s whole body seems to react to it. He presses his tongue in obscenely deep, letting out a muffled sound like a growl as he cups George’s balls and gives them a gentle tug.

“You’re so open for me,” he pants out when he finally makes himself pull away to breathe. Immediately, he replaces his tongue with three fingers, pressing them in deep and letting out a pleased groan and how easily they sink all the way in to the knuckle. “I know you’re a slut,” he says, achingly fond. “But your body fucking loves me, doesn’t it?”

[gallowseyes]

George groans when Lee pushes three fingers into him, fills him again. He squirms his hips, pushing back a little.

"It's never been like this with anyone else," he says, and means it. He's always enjoyed being fucked, but it's never felt quite like this with anyone else.

[atehimrightup]

“Mm, you were waiting for me,” Lee teases with a grin, biting at the back of George’s thigh as he works his fingers in and out at a firm, steady pace. “Everything else was just practice.”

He sits up and pulls out his fingers only he can push four back in, crooking them up as his other hand comes down on George’s ass in a firm slap.

“And now you’re right where you belong, aren’t you?” Lee smacks him again and then bites hard at the red spot it leaves behind, soothing the mark with a slow drag of his tongue. “Underneath me, being taken care of.”