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[gallowseyes]

He wakes up slowly, in the comfortable bed and, for a moment, he doesn't know where he is. It isn't his childhood bed, for certain. It's too soft, the covers too comfortable and, more than that, someone's in it with him. At first, he thinks it must be John or Kit but, when he lifts his head, he sees tumbled dark curls and pale skin, the face turned away from him. He sits up suddenly, his hair slipping into his eyes, heart thumping in his chest.

"What the fuck is happening?" he asks, his voice trembling.
It is the strangest, most real dream.

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[gallowseyes]

George nods, his eyebrows drawing together slightly at the strange sensation of Lee's finger starting to push inside him. He wonders if this is what being a girl feels like.

"I'll tell you," he says. "If it's too much. If I want to stop."

He doesn't want to stop.

[atehimrightup]

“Good boy,” Lee murmurs approvingly, giving him another quick kiss before rolling away to grab the lube from the nightstand. They don’t even bother putting it in the drawer anymore.

It would probably be easier to put him on his belly, but Lee wants to see everything play out across his face. He wants George close, wants it intimate. He wants it to be good.

He rolls onto his side and props himself up on one elbow, then gets some lube on his fingers and drops the bottle before reaching down between George’s legs, watching his face as he starts to rub two fingertips in slick little circles against his hole.

“Never let anyone do this to you without something slick, like oil,” Lee tells him as he stares down at George’s trusting face, even though the thought of anyone else touching this boy makes him want to scream. But he can’t stop it.

He lets out a shuddering breath and watches George’s face as he slowly presses his middle finger into his body, working the tip in and out a few times before sliding it in to the knuckle. He’s so tight that it makes Lee sure that he won’t survive this.

[gallowseyes]

He likes being called that; it feels like it makes him glow a little. Lee rubs slick fingers against him, making him squirm. When Lee starts to push his finger into him, it stings, a little, and his eyebrows draw together a little. He trusts Lee, though. He trusts him so much.

[atehimrightup]

There’s a slight furrow to George’s brow so Lee eases his finger out to pump more lube onto them, then goes back to rubbing at the muscle until it loosens and Lee can push his finger back in with a smooth glide, ducking his head to catch George’s mouth in a sweet kiss.

After a few moments, he starts to move one finger in and out slowly, avoiding his prostate for now. He pulls back to watch George’s face, nearly trembling with nerves. He wants this to be good, and not only because his own first time was so, so bad.

“This part is important,” Lee murmurs, resting their foreheads together as he fucks George with one finger. “We don’t get wet like a girl so we have to make it wet. We have to take our time. Fuck, anyone would be an idiot not to take their time with you.”

[gallowseyes]

George's breath stutters out of him but, slowly, the burn gives way to pleasure, and, suddenly, he finds himself wanting more. He shifts, the tip of his nose brushing against Lee's.

"How slowly?" He asks. "Can I have another?"

[atehimrightup]

“Eager. I’m not surprised,” Lee teases fondly, grinning as their noses bump together. He nods as he leans in for another kiss, licking into George’s mouth to distract him slightly as he pulls his finger out and slowly presses two back in, twisting a little before gently sinking them both in to the knuckle.

He pulls back from the kiss to look down at George, eyes bright and amused. “Do you want to see a trick?”

After pumping his fingers in and out a few times, he pushes them in deep and crooks them upwards, feeling his own cock twitch as he easily seeks out George’s prostate. He watches George’s dark eyes widen, and then rubs, wanting nothing more than to show him all that his body can do.

[gallowseyes]

He gasps against Lee's mouth at the stretch, his hips jerking, but he soon settles into it and, when Lee asks if he wants to see something, he nods. A moment later, Lee touches something inside him that makes him see sparks, and he all but tells, his cock bobbing against his belly.

"W-what was that?"

[atehimrightup]

Lee watches his face greedily, grinning at the reaction. He eases off, not wanting too overwhelm him too much (yet), and returns to slowly moving his fingers in and out. George is always so responsive but especially like this, when everything is brand new. He looks up at Lee with open adoration and trust, and it makes him feel more like a king than any crown or inherited title ever could.

“If sodomy is so wrong,” Lee says with a mild eye roll, chuckling softly. “Why would they make it the only way to reach something that feels so good?”

He presses his fingers against George’s prostate again, this time massaging firmly and kissing away the whimpers that spill from George’s mouth. “It’s called your prostate, love.”

The borrowed term of endearment feels fitting, given the circumstances, and Lee gives him another sweet kiss before pulling back with a look that’s just a tad mischievous. George’s cock is leaking so freely, making a small puddle just below his navel that Lee very much wants to clean up with his tongue. “If I keep rubbing like this, you’ll come without me touching your cock at all.”

Such a thing probably sounds impossible to George. It certainly had to Lee, before George proved him wrong and he came so hard he felt it for days.

[gallowseyes]

It's a good point and one George will think on when he can reliably from one thought after another again. For now, all he can do is squirm and whimper, rocking down onto the press of Lee's fingers inside him.

He promised he'd say if it was too much, and he will. Intense as it is, he just finds himself wanting more.

[atehimrightup]

“You’re so beautiful. So good for me,” Lee murmurs, kissing George’s flushed cheek before sitting up a little and shifting so he can pull his fingers nearly all the way out and add some more lube, making his hole messy wet. He ducks his head to pull George’s cock in his mouth, sucking at the head to distract him as Lee adds a third finger, pressing in slowly and finding his prostate again.

He massages the spot as he releases George’s cock with an obscene pop, leaning up to kiss him on the mouth, licking his way inside as he starts to finger George more purposefully.

“There. That’s almost as thick as my cock,”
Lee breathes out, nipping at George’s bottom lip and thrusting his fingers a little harder, pausing every few thrusts to rub hard at his prostate. “I’m not going to put it inside you this time, though. I want you to come like this, sweetheart.”

[gallowseyes]

It's almost too many sensations at once -- the warm wet of Lee's mouth around his cock, the blunt press of fingers into him. He squirms between Lee's mouth and his hand, his breath slipping out of him in a little moan.

"I...ah!" he looks down at his own cock, aching hard and flushed red, slick from Lee's mouth. "I..." He swallows. "Yes. Please."

[atehimrightup]

Lee loves George just as he is, the whole slutty, bratty mess of him, but there is something so compelling about getting to see him like this, too. He can watch every shiny new sensation play out across his face and know that somehow, by some odd miracle, he gets to be the one to put them there.

“So polite,” Lee says warmly, rewarding him with another sweet kiss and then pressing his fingers in more purposefully, massaging relentlessly at his prostate while sliding his other hand under the back of George’s neck and squeezing. “You can, baby. I know it’s a lot. Take a deep breath and try to relax into it. I want to see you come like this.”

[gallowseyes]

He can't think past the way it feels, the relentless pressure and the waves of pleasure it causes. His cock twitches of its own volition, the head flushed and slick. He rocks his hips, meeting the thrust of Lee's fingers inside him. Suddenly, if feels like it won't take him long to come at all.

"Jesus, I...can you...will kiss me?"

[atehimrightup]

Lee is utterly fascinated, eyes dark and lips parted as he watches George’s face. He looks so young, so shiny and new, and it makes both Lee’s cock and his heart throb in a weird, almost confusing sort of tandem.

“Always. Literally always yes,” Lee says almost dazedly, nodding and flicking the curls out of his face as he leans in to press their mouths together. Lee’s good at kissing, and he’s very good at kissing George in particular. He’s had a lot of practice, after all.

His tongue sweeps into George’s mouth at the same time that his fingers press into that spot again, fucking him a little harder now. His other hand grips the back of George’s neck, then slides up into his hair and pulls.

“Be good and come for me,” Lee pants into his mouth, teeth catching on his bottom lip.

[gallowseyes]

Lee kisses him deeply, kisses him thoroughly, kisses him like he doesn't think he's ever been kissed before in his life. That, in combination with the fingers inside him and the calm note of command in Lee's voice is enough to tip him over the edge and he comes, whimpering, his mouth still crushed against Lee's.

[atehimrightup]

George goes stiff under him and Lee doesn’t pull away from the kiss as he comes, no matter how badly he wants to watch. He licks into George’s mouth and slows his fingers, milking every last drop from him before finally letting them slide free and wiping them on the sheets.

“There you go. You did so well,” Lee murmurs against his mouth, rolling onto his side so he can look down at the mess George had made of himself, come splattered across his stomach. He smiles, one hand curling around George’s hip and pulling their bodies together, heedless of the mess they make as his arm curls around George’s shoulders, lips pressed to his forehead.

[gallowseyes]

George is still trembling, his face flushed hot as Lee pulls back to look at him and then presses close again. He curls in against Lee, his face pressed into the crook of his neck. His draws in a shuddering breath.

"I didn't know it was going to feel like that," he says.

[atehimrightup]

“Neither did I the first time,” Lee says with a soft smile, not mentioning that it was George himself who made Lee feel as if he was exploding apart at the seams. It was George who showed him just how good sex could be, who took him apart and put him back together better than he’d been before. The least he can do is return the favor now.

“Did you like it?” Lee asks as he cards his fingers through George’s silky hair, letting his other hand trail up and down the length of his spine. His own cock is hard and pressed flush against George’s hip, but he’s unconcerned. George is still shaking, breath still hot and labored against Lee’s sensitive neck, and all he cares about right now is holding him. All he wants is for George to know how safe he is. Safe and so very loved. “I only want to make you feel good.”

[gallowseyes]

He nods, completely without hesitation because he's got no doubts about how much he enjoyed it. He can feel the press of Lee's cock against him and he looks down. "You did. You do." He shifts, a slow, bright smile spreading across his chest. "What else is there?"

[atehimrightup]

Lee can’t help but to laugh at that, bright and fond with a heart so full that he doesn’t know what to do with it all. He’ll be so glad to have his George back but oh, he’ll miss this boy.

“An insatiable little slut, aren’t you?” Lee says in a voice brimming with fondness, curling his fingers under George’s chin and drawing him in for a kiss.

“I was hoping to put my cock inside you,” Lee murmurs against his mouth, sliding a hand down to squeeze a handful of his ample ass. His lips find George’s ear and he nibbles gently at the lobe, shifting his hand until he can press two fingers back into George’s body with a causal possessiveness. He pulls back with a smirk, eyes bright as he watches George’s face. “I hear that’s how kings fuck.”

[gallowseyes]

He looks worried, for a beat, until he realises that Lee intends that as a compliment and his face blossoms into a smile. His breath catches when Lee pushes two fingers back into him. He's touched girls like that. It's never occurred to him how it might feel from the other side.

He nods. Why lie about what he wants?

[atehimrightup]

“Yeah? You want that?” Lee smiles in a way that’s a little feral, eyes bright with desire as he leans in for another kiss. “You could fuck me, too.”

If he had to choose, Lee would probably say that he likes topping more, but that’s one of the many good things about being with George. He doesn’t have to choose. He just gets to be satisfied in ways he never could have imagined.

“We don’t have to do everything all at once, you know,” Lee assures him, even as his own hard cock leaves a wet smear across George’s hip. He slides his fingers free again and shifts until he’s on top of George, hissing as their hips slot together. “But I have a feeling I’ve created a monster.”

His hair spills into his face as he rolls his hips against George’s, slow and sinuous as he lets out a shaky breath. George shudders beneath him and Lee grins. They can be monsters together.

[gallowseyes]

Lee rolls his hips against him, and George feels the slide of his cock against his skin, sweat and slick, and he arches his back a little to try and push closer. Lee mentions that he could fuck him, but George shakes his head. He doesn't want that, he doesn't think. Not right now, anyway.

"I want to know what it feels like," he says.

[atehimrightup]

“Do you?” Lee purrs out, feeling a surge of lust as George arches up beneath him, wanton and needy. There is no resisting this. “Fuck, you’re so beautiful.”

He leans down to kiss him again, shifting down onto one elbow as he reaches for the lube again. George’s actual first time seems like it was fine, from what he’s heard. But Lee wants to make this one better. And he can. He knows he can. No one knows George like he does.

“I can show you,” Lee murmurs, kissing along George’s jaw as he reaches down to slick his cock, then reaches up to hook a hand under one of George’s knees, urging him to lift them. “Wrap your legs around me, baby.”

[gallowseyes]

Pliable, willing and so trusting, George lifts his legs and wraps them around Lee's waist. He still feels entirely like he's moving through a dream. He's never experienced anything like this in his life. He never once dreamed that anything like this could be possible. He curls one arm around Lee's neck, head tipped back so that he can look up at him.