latino_menace | OOM: Haven. Post-wedding (both of 'em :D)

Ramon's body reacts of his own accord, hips coming forward to where they might have a hope of release without even thinking about the movement. He's crying out openly, just because of listening to him and he knows he can't last much longer, and he promised.

So he leans against the pillows, gasping for breath and physically manhandling Random on to his lap. He holds him there for a moment while he quickly spreads some more lube, sucking on his neck and moaning as he does, then biting and insisting in a low voice,

'Sit on me, c'mon I need you Random, gotta help me here, breathe baby, focus, I'll get you high enough soon I promise but I have to take you first, come on...' And again, he's arching up without even meaning to, his body knowing exactly what it needs right now.

He's still biting on one hand, muffling the sound, eyes tight shut and so close to tears he can hardly bear to look up at his lover. But when he does there's another pulse of arousal sent through him at Ramon's desperation, and it's too much and he's slumping in Ramon's arms, swaying dangerously and trying to breathe because there's black spots dancing across his vision.

Breathe in

and he's pulling himself up, spreading his legs

and out

and straddling Ramon's hips and moving on to him

and in

and then sinking down slowly with a long moan

and out

and he sits and concentrates on the feeling of Ramon inside him, and keeps breathing and lets his lover move as he wants, because at the moment it's simply a matter of remaining conscious until he can see his face.

He chokes out his breath as Random sinks onto him and for a long moment he just wraps his arms round his thin body, buries his face in his neck and moans. Because he's a little worried about the hazy look on Random's face and he'd told him he wouldn't let him pass out...but God this hurts and after a minute or so he has to start thrusting, looking up into his face, and beyond all words now because it's So. Fucking. Good.

His entire body is shaking, and his cock's trapped tight between them and he screams again, though he's so high at the moment he can hardly hear it, and winds one hand in Ramon's hair, and the other to cradle his cheek, and he smiles at him. His voice, when he speaks, is breathless, it's more a question of words mouthed against Ramon's skin as his lover thrusts into him.

"Baby mine, lover mine, touch me everywhere, make me scream for you, always love you for it. Love you. Don't let me slip and catch me if I have to..."

There are gasps of air between each word, silent, garbling the sentence and stealing his coherence, but he's pulling back very slightly so he can see Ramon's face properly.

He's starting to go rigid and there'll be no holding back for him now. All of a sudden his control of the situation is gone, it's no longer him doing this to Random, it's just them, loving each other...his mouth drops open just slightly and he cries out, frantic now as he thrusts up into him, purposefully not touching him but he probably couldn't even if he wanted to right now because all he can think about is the pleasure as it starts to harden and he's staring up into Random's face with wide and unguarded eyes and...

...everything hits at once, one last hard thrust that almost lifts them both off the bed and he's screaming as well, a wall of pleasure smashing in to him at once and he's lost everything except the sight of those green eyes and his name that he's crying out over and over.

Random screams with him, at the look on his face, the words in his eyes, the feel of his skin. He screams and wraps his arms around Ramon's shoulders, and again, and leans forwards and bites down hard on his throat, and into his skin continued.

And while Ramon tries to recover from his orgasm, his lover thrusts shamelessly against him, rubbing in desperation at his skin, and whines into his shoulder and wishes for anything to draw him closer or higher or anything to the point where he can fucking come please please pleasepleaseplease.

He's dazed when he reaches between them to start pulling at Random's cock, he knows he has to finish this for him because he has to come but God, he can't think or catch his breath anything. Everything seems to be in slow motion and he feels every inch of Random's skin that slides under his fingers as an arm goes back round his body, he tastes him before his lips even get close to his skin, feels his weight as he rests on him...

...'I love you'

His mouth can hardly form the words, but he swallows and tries again, speaking directly into his ear as his hand moves hard and fast, thumb grating over the top.

'I love you Random. Come for me. Come for me baby, it's time. I love you...'

And Random only feels Ramon's hands on him, and that's enough to keep hims screaming, though his throat is beginning to ache and he's hiding his face in Ramon's shoulder and thrusting up against him because it feels so good.

Ramon's talking to him but he can't hear him, because his hands are pulling at him hard enough that it's almost rough and Random's lost in that motion and screaming once, twice, and...
Lover
...then it's too much and exactly right at the same moment and his screams change from desperate to ecstatic and he's thrashing against Ramon while he comes.

Ramon shuts his eyes when he feels him break, just feels him rather than looking at him, aware of his body and the way the tension has changed in it, hearing the change in pitch of those gorgeous screams and holding him tight as he thrashes so that he can feel just how desperate he'd made him.

And it's good. It's better than fucking good, it's perfect and he feels so close to him right now, there's nothing anyone could give him in any universe that could get him away from Random right now.

And gradually the sound trails off, and Random lets his arms fall around Ramon's shoulders, and he slumps against him, shuddering hard and moaning softly, and turning his face up to beg for a kiss.

And if he could speak, he'd sing Ramon's praise, but he can't even breathe properly yet or find the rhythm of his heartbeat so there's more important things to focus on.

Like Ramon.

Ramon kisses him, of course - it's about the only thing he can focus on to do. And at the same time, hands travel down and start gently removing the ring because it shouldn't be left on now - once it's off he tosses it away and just wraps him in his arms, holding him gently but firmly, resting his head against his shoulder and just trying to remember to breathe.

"Oh God baby."

Random feels like he's a second from passing out- his head is certainly swimming, and he's blinking at Ramon. He's hazy and unfocused and grinning cheekily as he gasps for breath.

"Any time you want to try something on me ever you're allowed. Ever. Especially if it's like that. Lie me down I'm fucking going to faint."

He laughs breathlessly and shifts them both forwards, then simply lies down backwards and pulls Random with him so he's sprawled on his chest.

'God. That was better than...fuck, anything.'

He'd never used one when he was in love with the person before. It made something incredible even better and hell, the sight of Random completely undone now is almost as good as the sex itself.

'You OK? Deep breaths, don't pass out.'

He follows his advice, chest heaving, in and out and in and out and "Oh God" and keep breathing.

He's conscious of raw, but not painful, skin, and touch, and he shifts until he's sprawled comfortably on top of him.

"That... was most definitely... quite an experience..."

He strokes through his hair all the while, smiling and letting his heartbeat return to something approaching normal - but his mind is still incapable of pretty much anything but wow. Because...yeah, seeing Random like that, feeling him that way and making him that desperate - it's one of the niicer things he's ever seen in his life.

'Glad you liked it baby. Warned you didn't i?'

"Didn't really believe you, though."

He curls up on top of him, setting his head on Ramon's shoulder, letting his eyes drift shut.

"Fucking loved it, Ramon. Fuck. Had me writhing and oh Christ."

'Writhing and screaming, as promised.'

He's quiet and calm and spent because three orgasms in a morning will do that to a guy and anyway, Random's curled up to him and it's warm and things just can't be more perfect.

He reaches for the quilt, wanting to keep him warm after that amount of exercise and pretty sure there's going to have to be sleep to recover anyway.

'We'll do it again some time, don't worry. Probably kill each other if we did it a lot, but still.' He laughs softly. 'Next time I'll be merciless and wear one as well. You'll be really in trouble then.'

"You're so very good to me. Let me do anything. Brilliant."

He's most definitely thrilled with Ramon, himself, and the situation. It's been, all things considered, a very good morning.

"Not even noon yet and look at us. Mmm, lovely. And I definitely intend to get you wearing one some time. Once I've recovered and can think again."

He wraps them up in the quilt with a laugh and kisses him gently, then winces. 'Your lips are swollen baby. Kissed you too much I think.' He kisses his forehead instead and adds, 'You're just as good to me - morning blowjob and then letting me have you twice? Got me breakfast and everything. Least I could do was try and make you happy.'

The perfect morning. And a paperclip in the drawer - perfect life really, he thinks.

'I will. Batter you mercilessly and you'll scream even more.' He chuckles. 'I could have been cruel there, I hope you realise. Next time, you'll see.'

"Will I?"

He curls up further, pressing a slow kiss to his chin, smiling, and running his tongue over his bottom lip.

"Well, that's not all that surprising, all things considered. And you can definitely do that to me. A long time from now, 'm so tired, love. Unh. And you've just had me fucking whining for you. Graceful, wasn't it?"

He wrinkles his nose, vaguely embarassed, recalling a few less-than-elegant reactions.

He laughs again and kisses the wrinkled nose. 'I'd have been disappointed if you didn't lose it enough for there to be a few sounds like that, and I promise I won't tell anyone that you whined, OK?'

Needless to say, he doesn't mind.

'I think I'm going to take up being insufferably smug for a living though. I freely admit to feeling that way when I remember the way you sound.'

Tired though, yes. But he's not falling asleep first, he's determined about that. He likes watching Random when he's that perfectly relaxed.

It shouldn't be hard. Random's already drowsy as hell, clinging to to him and letting his eyes drift shut.

"Bastard. Well, we'll see what kind of shounds I coax out of you, then. Baby... remember in Australia? 'gainst the wall in our room, and in our hotel room. Mmm, nice sounds."

'Then I'll resolve to be completely silent from now on, you'll see.'

Yeah, like there's a chance of that happening.

'You can do your worst. But...yes, I remember all those times. You're cruel to me sometimes, but never more than when you're jerking me off where people can see and expecting me to keep quiet about it. Horrible, you are.'

He chuckles and kisses him lightly, then speaks quietly into his hair. 'Sleep baby. I'll hold you.'

"I'm most certainly going to shoot that down."

He's sighing now, and curling closer, and sighing again, and finally piping up with "You started it, taxi-person." And then he's drifting, and almost gone and...

"Love you."

Well he can't argue with that, and will more than happily take the blame for starting it.

But he just grins again and says quietly, 'Yeah, you probably will,' and then he's murmuring, 'Love you too,' before settling down to just hold him, and watch, and drift.

OOM: Haven. Post-wedding (both of 'em :D)

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