Someday (8/?)
Title: Someday
Chapter Title: Moments (8/?)
Author: wakingnitemarex / hatemetoday_xx
Pairing: Cookstro
Rating: R - NC17 [sexual content/possibly swearing]
Word Count: 3364
Summary: Someday I'm gonna be your lover, and someday, you're gonna be all mine..
Disclaimer: In a perfect world, I would own these three men, since the world isn't perfect, we have fan fiction. I don't own any of the other characters mentioned, either.
Author's Notes: I'm sooo sorry that this took so long! I've had so much stuff going on with school, and there was the excitement of the finale distracting me, and I lost inspiration for a while. I had written a chapter, but as I was writing it, it just didn't feel right, and when I was almost done, I realized just how much I hated it, and so I scrapped all 6/12 pages of it. x_x; This came so much more easily once I started writing it. Hope it's worth the wait! Enjoy! xoox [Feedback is still loved]
Also, this is one of my first times writing like this, so, don't be too harsh.
Chapter 1 PG
Chapter 2 PG
Chapter 3 M for Mature
Chapter 4 PG 15
Chapter 5 M - R
Chapter 6 PG-15
Chapter 7 PG-15
The ten remaining Idols are gathered in the redroom, listening as the producers give them the details of the coming week. David is seated on the couch, his arm wrapped around Jason's shoulders in a way that come across as either possessive or friendly. He really is trying to pay attention, but the speaker's words are going in one ear, and right out the other. Instead, Michael's words are playing though his mind, again, and again.
Does he really give off that kind of impression? Or had he, perhaps, told Michael about his past relationships? No, not any incriminating facts, anyway. Maybe there was something in the way he looked at Jason, the way he spoke to him? The way he spoke about him?
Or maybe Michael just has that protective, older brother complex. That could be it, right?
He can feel Michael's gaze on him, but he refuses to look towards him. Instead, he fixes his gaze on the producers, again, trying desperately to pay attention to their words. He hates not knowing what's going on.
Something about the Ford video shoot, that's all David really catches before his thoughts run off again, despite his best efforts.
"David?", Jason's voice snaps him out of his revery, and he turns his head to look at him.
"Hm?"
"Oh.. you just seemed, kind if out-of-it," he shrugs, "Was just seeing if you were still with us."
"I'm still here," he murmurs, glancing over at the producers only to find that they, on the other hand, were no longer there. Some of the other Idols seemed to have left, as well, the remaining for, other than himself and Jason, were reading over lists of song titles, or looking up songs on their laptops.
"Alright.." He doesn't sound entirely convinced, but he doesn't press the issue any further.
David kisses Jason's forehead, meaning for it to give reassurance, before he reaches out, snatching Jason's list off of his lap. "Anything good on here?"
Jason shrugs again, "Dunno. Haven't really looked at it, yet."
David's eyes skim over the list, noting some of the songs and artists. "There are a few on here," he finally says, "You'll do fine as long as you pick the right one." He hands the list back to Jason, who reads over it more thoroughly.
He smiles slightly, "Fragilidad", he whispers more to himself, but David gives him a questioning look, and so he explains. "It's the Spanish version of Sting's 'Fragile'. I bet I could mix them up, make something awesome." His smile brightens as he speaks, definitely liking the idea.
"What is it with you and bilingual performances?", David teases.
"At least I actually know this one." He folds the pages and slips them into his pocket, then stands. "Let's blow this joint." Jason smirks, extending his hand to David.
"Sounds good to me." He takes Jason's hand, and stands up, following him from the room. They earn a few curious looks from the remaining Idols, but no one says anything to them. "So, where do you wanna go?", he asks as they step into the parking lot.
Jason shrugs, "I dunno, wherever you wanna go." A hint of a blush creeps onto his cheeks as he reaches out slightly, softly running his fingertips over David's arm. "Or we could..y'know.. just go back to the apartment, and.." he let's the sentence trail off, and sneaks a look at David's face.
The older man is smiling, and Jason is relieved.
"And what?", David asks, his voice low, and sexy. Of course, he knows what Jason had meant, but he felt the need to ask, he wants to hear it. He takes Jason by the hand, leading him to one of the cars.
His response is spoken shyly, David can probably tell that he is unsure of himself, "Um.. and.. enjoy our.. free time.." He gets into the car first, as David holds the door open for him.
David slips in after him, closes the door, and glances at the driver. "Back to the apartments, please." The driver just nods, and pulls out of the parking lot, as David returns his attention to Jason. "And what does that consist of?" He strokes one of the boy's dreads softly, "Hm?"
"Kissing.. and cuddling," he shivers as David's hand drops to his neck, tracing small patterns against his skin, "And.. other stuff."
David actually has to try very hard not to moan at this. Jason just sounds so ..so innocent, even if that's maybe not entirely the case, and he would rather like to strip that innocence away right then and there.
"What kind of other stuff?"
"I..", Jason's blush gets deeper, and he has to look away. "Whatever you feel like doing."
Oh.. Oh that definitely sounded wonderful. Whatever he wanted? Does Jason really know what he's just said? More importantly, will David be able to stop himself from taking that offer to it's fullest? "And what do you think I feel like doing?", he gently guides Jason's face back to him.
"I.. don't know," he admits after a long moment, and David smiles softly, then leans in, pressing their lips together for a moment in a sweet kiss. Jason's eyes flutter closed, and he slowly brings his hand up to rest at the base of David's neck, kissing him back.
David breaks the kiss after awhile, but doesn't pull away. Instead he trails kisses across Jason's jaw, and up to his ear. "There are lots of things that I feel like doing to you," he breaths, and the heat of his breath against Jason's skin makes the boy shiver.
David steals a quick glance out of the window, trying to guess how much longer it will be before they get home, because, fuck, he's horny, and he doesn't want to wait any longer. He kisses Jason's neck, and can feel his boyfriend's fingers curling into his hair as he skims his teeth over the flesh.
"David," he breaths, sending a nervous glance towards the driver in the front seat.
"Shh." David presses his lips to Jason's, his hand running up the inside of Jason's thigh, "It's okay." He slowly strokes over the hardness that is starting to form beneath his boyfriend's jeans, making him gasp softly.
David is out of the car seconds after it pulls up to the door. It's by sheer will power that he doesn't just drag Jason out of the car after him.
Jason murmurs a quick thank you to the driver, and slips out of the car after David. He feels David's hand at his waist, and allows his boyfriend to lead him towards the door, and into the building. He can feel the butterflies fluttering around in his stomach as they wait for the elevator. He rests his head against David's shoulder.
David just smiles down at him, and guides him into the elevator when it arrives. It's entirely empty, and when the door shuts, David uses the opportunity to press Jason to the wall and kiss him breathless until the doors open again to let them out.
Jason follows David down the hall, faithful as a puppy, and tries desperately to regain his full consciousness after such a kiss. He enter the apartment after David, and takes off his shoes while David locks the door, and then does the same.
David tears Jason's shirt off, letting it fall to the floor, and locks their lips together in a kiss that is all teeth and tongues and need. They stumble blindly towards the bedroom, both trying not to break the kiss.
Jason hears the door shut behind them, before David pushes him onto the bed, and crawls on top of him. The look in David's eyes sends a shiver down his spine, and does nothing to stop the way his cock is hardening. He tugs at David's shirt, pulling it off, and discarding it without a second thought.
David leans against him, and wonders how Jason's skin can possibly be so warm, and soft. He presses their lips together in a quick kiss, before kissing down Jason's throat, and chest, stopping to flick at Jason's nipples with his tongue until they are errected. Jason arches into him, letting out a low moan, and slides his hand into David's hair, holding him there.
David smirks to himself at Jason's eagerness, and gently bites at the sensitive bits of skin, making Jason's back arch again. Jason is trembling slightly beneath him, and David finds himself wondering just how new Jason is to this.
He slowly moves back up his boyfriend's body again to look at him, and the look in his eyes is all nerves and delight. His gaze falls upon the golden cross around Jason's neck, and he answers his own question; very new. He kisses Jason again, before reaching around his neck, undoing the clasp on the necklace, because he just can't look at it while he does this.
Jason looks at him questioningly, but says nothing as David removes his only tangible sign of his faith and sets it aside, on the bedside table.
"I'm sorry," David breathes against his ear, and he's not sure if he's apologizing for removing his necklace, or for what's going to happen by the end of the day. He slides down Jason's body again, and starts undoing his belt.
Jason's hips buck upwards slightly as David's hands graze over his crotch, and David smiles. He finishes undoing the belt, and moves on to undo Jason's jeans at a teasingly slow speed.
"David", Jason half-whines, half-begs.
"Patience, Jay," he murmurs as he finishes pulling down the zipper. He slides back so that he is kneeling between Jason's legs, and shuffles the younger boy's jeans down his body until they're entirely off. He leans in, pressing a soft kiss to the thin bit of fabric covering Jason's errection, and hears the younger boy's breathing catch in his throat.
David is a tease, and he knows it, but he just can't help himself. He kisses above the band of Jason's boxers, pulling it down just a bit so he can trace small shapes on the skin with his tongue. Jason whimpers quietly, and David glances up at him. Jason looks back at him, and for a moment he loses himself into those deep blue oceans.
He licks a stripe up Jason's chest, making a small detour to suckle one of his nipples again, before leaning over him. He places his hands on the bed on either side of Jason, and just looks at him. He presses a soft kiss to his boyfriend's nose, and Jason blushes.
"God, you're beautiful, Eyelashes", he whispers, and Jason's blushes deeper, which David finds rather endearing.
"And you're sexy," Jason mumbles back, bucking his hips up to rub his crotch against David's.
David smiles an amazingly dazzling smile, "I try." He brings his lips down against Jason's, his tongue quickly forcing it's way into the latter's mouth. Supporting himself with just one hand now, he guides the other down Jason's side to rest at his hip, and hooks his thumb into his boxers. Jason's hands are sliding up his back, and it makes him shiver. When they reach his neck, Jason all but locks them together, pulling David even closer to him.
David lays against him, carefully balancing his weight so as not to crush him, and moves his other hand to the back of Jason's head, tugging lightly on one of his dreads, causing a muffled moan to escape from Jason.
David starts to pull away, and Jason's grip on him tightens as he lets out a whine. He reaches behind his neck, gently prying Jason's hands away. He kisses both of Jason's wrists, before letting them go. As soon as his hands have been released, Jason pulls David towards him again, or at least, he attempts too.
Amused, David catches Jason by his wrists, kisses him once, then fixes his hold so that he is holding both wrists in one hand, his other hand sliding down to undo his belt and take it off. "Feeling touchy today?", David asks, and Jason just gives him that goofy smile. "I'm gonna have to fix that."
He releases one of Jason's hands, guiding the other towards one of the bedposts. Using his belt, he ties Jason's hand to it tightly, then leans over the side of the bed to retrieve Jason's belt, which he then uses to tie down his boyfriend's other hand. He makes sure that the restraints are tight, and in all honesty, they're probably a bit tighter than they need to be.
"That's better." He settles onto Jason's chest, looking down into eyes that are now wide with shock and wonder. He watches as Jason makes a feeble attempt at struggling, and feels a small pang of guilt because he knows that, for a second, he saw fear and pain flash behind Jason's eyes.
"You trust me, right?", he asks softly, and Jason nods.
"Of course," but as he says it, his gaze flickers towards his restrained hands.
David slowly returns to his position between Jason's legs, and practically tears off the younger boy's boxers, tossing them across the room.
He runs the tips of his finger's down Jason's erection, and feels him twitch as a soft gasp is pulled from his lips. David continues to stroke him teasingly, watching as Jason practically unravels.
"David, please", he whimpers, his hips bucking up as David's thumb glides over his tips.
"Please what?", he asks in that low, sexy voice of his, glancing up at his boyfriend. He notices just how much Jason's hands are straining against the belts, and he smirks. "Something you want?"
Jason makes a sound that is a mix of frustration and desperation, letting his head fall back against the pillow. If he could, he would probably push David's mouth down towards him, and he's not typically one for bold moves.
"All you have to do is ask," David murmurs, delicately stroking down Jason's cock.
Ask? Jason sighs softly, he's not good at that kind of thing. Doesn't know how to ask without either sounding like a jerk or a dork. "David..", his voice is verging on pleading, "Please.. su.. just.. oh," he moans softly from David's touches, "m-make me cum, David."
He wouldn't believe it if he hadn't heard it himself, and it just sounds so wrong coming from this precious, angelic boy, but it sounds so wonderful, and David is now painfully aware of his own hardening cock.
"Jason," he breathes, and the boy whimpers in response. As David takes him fully into his mouth, his whimpers turn to moans.
Jason's hands pull so violently against the restraints that he wonders why they aren't cutting into his skin. Or maybe they are. Why did David have to tie them so tight, anyway? He wasn't going anywhere.. He can feel his entire body shaking as David's tongue and mouth work over and around his cock, and he tries to lift his head to watch, but it's just too much.
"David,..nngh..", his back arches, adding to the strain on his wrists, "Oh, David.."
The way Jason is moaning David's name is driving him crazy, and he almost stops for a moment to undo his jeans. As Jason's hips surge upwards, pushing himself further into David's mouth, David puts his hands on his hips, pushing them back down. His hands flinch away immediately the first time, frightened by just how much the boy beneath him is shaking. He replaces his hands after a moment, still slightly concerned.
"Da..ngh.. so.. oh," his words are almost inaudible, his lungs not taking in enough air to give him any volume. He's getting close, so close, but he doesn't want David to stop. "Da.. David.. I'm.. nngh.. I'm gonna.. oh". He expects David to pull away, but he doesn't, nor does he stop even after Jason comes, and the continuation is just too much for Jason who has entirely surpassed the term 'hypersensitive'.
He practically collapses back onto the bed, his entire body going limp, apart from his shaking. "Da..v..id..", he can barely form words, much more, speak them "St..stop..p. I..c-can't.."
The moan that falls from Jason's lips when he comes is enough to make David leak. He swallows easily, not stopping until he's sure continuing may actually harm Jason.
He finally releases Jason's cock from the warmth and wetness of his mouth, and moves to lay next to Jason. He watches as the rise and fall of Jason's chest gradually slows. He undoes his jeans, almost sighing in relief, then kisses Jason on the cheek, before reaching across him to untie one of his hands.
David guides Jason's hand down to his aching cock, gently grazing them against each other. Jason seems hesitant for a long moment, but finally slips his hand down the front of David's boxers, his delicate fingers wrapping around his boyfriend's errected cock. He rolls over onto his side, giving himself better access, and slowly meets David's gaze.
David smiles at him, and brushes a dread out of his face, before pressing a kiss to his forehead. Jason gives him a small smile, before dropping his gaze to David's crotch, a determined look on his face as if he's willing himself to see through the fabric.
David's lips are at his neck, and for a moment, Jason is too distracted to continue. He shivers as David place his hand at the back of his neck, pulling him closer. He slowy returns to jacking David off.
It won't take much, just having listened to, having been able to look at and touch Jason has brought him close, and maybe that's odd, but David doesn't care.
Another flick of the wrist, a few more gentle strokes, a pull, and another twist of the wrist and, with a low moan, David releases himself into Jason's palm.
Jason removes his now sticky and cum-coated hand from David's underwear, and brings it to his lips. He meets David's gaze steadily, and slowly licks the mess from his palm and fingers.
David growls low in his throat, entranced as he watches Jason. When he finishes, David pulls him close, pressing their lips together in a rough kiss that leaves them both out of breath when he finally has to pull away. After a long pause, he finally releases Jason's other hand, and rolls over onto his back, pulling Jason onto his chest.
He cups the younger boy's face gently, grazing his thumb over the boy's cheekbone. "I love you, Jason," he whispers, and Jason blushes. He lays a soft kiss on Jason's forehead.
"I love you, too, David," Jason breaths. These are the moments that Jason loves. The moments when he can just lay there against David, wrapped in his arms, and listen to his steady breathing. He brings his head to rest on David's chest, listening to his heartbeat as it slows. He wishes every moment could be like this, or at least that he could have moments like this everyday. And maybe he will. Maybe..maybe this, him and David, could really last.
Chapter Title: Moments (8/?)
Author: wakingnitemarex / hatemetoday_xx
Pairing: Cookstro
Rating: R - NC17 [sexual content/possibly swearing]
Word Count: 3364
Summary: Someday I'm gonna be your lover, and someday, you're gonna be all mine..
Disclaimer: In a perfect world, I would own these three men, since the world isn't perfect, we have fan fiction. I don't own any of the other characters mentioned, either.
Author's Notes: I'm sooo sorry that this took so long! I've had so much stuff going on with school, and there was the excitement of the finale distracting me, and I lost inspiration for a while. I had written a chapter, but as I was writing it, it just didn't feel right, and when I was almost done, I realized just how much I hated it, and so I scrapped all 6/12 pages of it. x_x; This came so much more easily once I started writing it. Hope it's worth the wait! Enjoy! xoox [Feedback is still loved]
Also, this is one of my first times writing like this, so, don't be too harsh.
Chapter 1 PG
Chapter 2 PG
Chapter 3 M for Mature
Chapter 4 PG 15
Chapter 5 M - R
Chapter 6 PG-15
Chapter 7 PG-15
The ten remaining Idols are gathered in the redroom, listening as the producers give them the details of the coming week. David is seated on the couch, his arm wrapped around Jason's shoulders in a way that come across as either possessive or friendly. He really is trying to pay attention, but the speaker's words are going in one ear, and right out the other. Instead, Michael's words are playing though his mind, again, and again.
Does he really give off that kind of impression? Or had he, perhaps, told Michael about his past relationships? No, not any incriminating facts, anyway. Maybe there was something in the way he looked at Jason, the way he spoke to him? The way he spoke about him?
Or maybe Michael just has that protective, older brother complex. That could be it, right?
He can feel Michael's gaze on him, but he refuses to look towards him. Instead, he fixes his gaze on the producers, again, trying desperately to pay attention to their words. He hates not knowing what's going on.
Something about the Ford video shoot, that's all David really catches before his thoughts run off again, despite his best efforts.
"David?", Jason's voice snaps him out of his revery, and he turns his head to look at him.
"Hm?"
"Oh.. you just seemed, kind if out-of-it," he shrugs, "Was just seeing if you were still with us."
"I'm still here," he murmurs, glancing over at the producers only to find that they, on the other hand, were no longer there. Some of the other Idols seemed to have left, as well, the remaining for, other than himself and Jason, were reading over lists of song titles, or looking up songs on their laptops.
"Alright.." He doesn't sound entirely convinced, but he doesn't press the issue any further.
David kisses Jason's forehead, meaning for it to give reassurance, before he reaches out, snatching Jason's list off of his lap. "Anything good on here?"
Jason shrugs again, "Dunno. Haven't really looked at it, yet."
David's eyes skim over the list, noting some of the songs and artists. "There are a few on here," he finally says, "You'll do fine as long as you pick the right one." He hands the list back to Jason, who reads over it more thoroughly.
He smiles slightly, "Fragilidad", he whispers more to himself, but David gives him a questioning look, and so he explains. "It's the Spanish version of Sting's 'Fragile'. I bet I could mix them up, make something awesome." His smile brightens as he speaks, definitely liking the idea.
"What is it with you and bilingual performances?", David teases.
"At least I actually know this one." He folds the pages and slips them into his pocket, then stands. "Let's blow this joint." Jason smirks, extending his hand to David.
"Sounds good to me." He takes Jason's hand, and stands up, following him from the room. They earn a few curious looks from the remaining Idols, but no one says anything to them. "So, where do you wanna go?", he asks as they step into the parking lot.
Jason shrugs, "I dunno, wherever you wanna go." A hint of a blush creeps onto his cheeks as he reaches out slightly, softly running his fingertips over David's arm. "Or we could..y'know.. just go back to the apartment, and.." he let's the sentence trail off, and sneaks a look at David's face.
The older man is smiling, and Jason is relieved.
"And what?", David asks, his voice low, and sexy. Of course, he knows what Jason had meant, but he felt the need to ask, he wants to hear it. He takes Jason by the hand, leading him to one of the cars.
His response is spoken shyly, David can probably tell that he is unsure of himself, "Um.. and.. enjoy our.. free time.." He gets into the car first, as David holds the door open for him.
David slips in after him, closes the door, and glances at the driver. "Back to the apartments, please." The driver just nods, and pulls out of the parking lot, as David returns his attention to Jason. "And what does that consist of?" He strokes one of the boy's dreads softly, "Hm?"
"Kissing.. and cuddling," he shivers as David's hand drops to his neck, tracing small patterns against his skin, "And.. other stuff."
David actually has to try very hard not to moan at this. Jason just sounds so ..so innocent, even if that's maybe not entirely the case, and he would rather like to strip that innocence away right then and there.
"What kind of other stuff?"
"I..", Jason's blush gets deeper, and he has to look away. "Whatever you feel like doing."
Oh.. Oh that definitely sounded wonderful. Whatever he wanted? Does Jason really know what he's just said? More importantly, will David be able to stop himself from taking that offer to it's fullest? "And what do you think I feel like doing?", he gently guides Jason's face back to him.
"I.. don't know," he admits after a long moment, and David smiles softly, then leans in, pressing their lips together for a moment in a sweet kiss. Jason's eyes flutter closed, and he slowly brings his hand up to rest at the base of David's neck, kissing him back.
David breaks the kiss after awhile, but doesn't pull away. Instead he trails kisses across Jason's jaw, and up to his ear. "There are lots of things that I feel like doing to you," he breaths, and the heat of his breath against Jason's skin makes the boy shiver.
David steals a quick glance out of the window, trying to guess how much longer it will be before they get home, because, fuck, he's horny, and he doesn't want to wait any longer. He kisses Jason's neck, and can feel his boyfriend's fingers curling into his hair as he skims his teeth over the flesh.
"David," he breaths, sending a nervous glance towards the driver in the front seat.
"Shh." David presses his lips to Jason's, his hand running up the inside of Jason's thigh, "It's okay." He slowly strokes over the hardness that is starting to form beneath his boyfriend's jeans, making him gasp softly.
David is out of the car seconds after it pulls up to the door. It's by sheer will power that he doesn't just drag Jason out of the car after him.
Jason murmurs a quick thank you to the driver, and slips out of the car after David. He feels David's hand at his waist, and allows his boyfriend to lead him towards the door, and into the building. He can feel the butterflies fluttering around in his stomach as they wait for the elevator. He rests his head against David's shoulder.
David just smiles down at him, and guides him into the elevator when it arrives. It's entirely empty, and when the door shuts, David uses the opportunity to press Jason to the wall and kiss him breathless until the doors open again to let them out.
Jason follows David down the hall, faithful as a puppy, and tries desperately to regain his full consciousness after such a kiss. He enter the apartment after David, and takes off his shoes while David locks the door, and then does the same.
David tears Jason's shirt off, letting it fall to the floor, and locks their lips together in a kiss that is all teeth and tongues and need. They stumble blindly towards the bedroom, both trying not to break the kiss.
Jason hears the door shut behind them, before David pushes him onto the bed, and crawls on top of him. The look in David's eyes sends a shiver down his spine, and does nothing to stop the way his cock is hardening. He tugs at David's shirt, pulling it off, and discarding it without a second thought.
David leans against him, and wonders how Jason's skin can possibly be so warm, and soft. He presses their lips together in a quick kiss, before kissing down Jason's throat, and chest, stopping to flick at Jason's nipples with his tongue until they are errected. Jason arches into him, letting out a low moan, and slides his hand into David's hair, holding him there.
David smirks to himself at Jason's eagerness, and gently bites at the sensitive bits of skin, making Jason's back arch again. Jason is trembling slightly beneath him, and David finds himself wondering just how new Jason is to this.
He slowly moves back up his boyfriend's body again to look at him, and the look in his eyes is all nerves and delight. His gaze falls upon the golden cross around Jason's neck, and he answers his own question; very new. He kisses Jason again, before reaching around his neck, undoing the clasp on the necklace, because he just can't look at it while he does this.
Jason looks at him questioningly, but says nothing as David removes his only tangible sign of his faith and sets it aside, on the bedside table.
"I'm sorry," David breathes against his ear, and he's not sure if he's apologizing for removing his necklace, or for what's going to happen by the end of the day. He slides down Jason's body again, and starts undoing his belt.
Jason's hips buck upwards slightly as David's hands graze over his crotch, and David smiles. He finishes undoing the belt, and moves on to undo Jason's jeans at a teasingly slow speed.
"David", Jason half-whines, half-begs.
"Patience, Jay," he murmurs as he finishes pulling down the zipper. He slides back so that he is kneeling between Jason's legs, and shuffles the younger boy's jeans down his body until they're entirely off. He leans in, pressing a soft kiss to the thin bit of fabric covering Jason's errection, and hears the younger boy's breathing catch in his throat.
David is a tease, and he knows it, but he just can't help himself. He kisses above the band of Jason's boxers, pulling it down just a bit so he can trace small shapes on the skin with his tongue. Jason whimpers quietly, and David glances up at him. Jason looks back at him, and for a moment he loses himself into those deep blue oceans.
He licks a stripe up Jason's chest, making a small detour to suckle one of his nipples again, before leaning over him. He places his hands on the bed on either side of Jason, and just looks at him. He presses a soft kiss to his boyfriend's nose, and Jason blushes.
"God, you're beautiful, Eyelashes", he whispers, and Jason's blushes deeper, which David finds rather endearing.
"And you're sexy," Jason mumbles back, bucking his hips up to rub his crotch against David's.
David smiles an amazingly dazzling smile, "I try." He brings his lips down against Jason's, his tongue quickly forcing it's way into the latter's mouth. Supporting himself with just one hand now, he guides the other down Jason's side to rest at his hip, and hooks his thumb into his boxers. Jason's hands are sliding up his back, and it makes him shiver. When they reach his neck, Jason all but locks them together, pulling David even closer to him.
David lays against him, carefully balancing his weight so as not to crush him, and moves his other hand to the back of Jason's head, tugging lightly on one of his dreads, causing a muffled moan to escape from Jason.
David starts to pull away, and Jason's grip on him tightens as he lets out a whine. He reaches behind his neck, gently prying Jason's hands away. He kisses both of Jason's wrists, before letting them go. As soon as his hands have been released, Jason pulls David towards him again, or at least, he attempts too.
Amused, David catches Jason by his wrists, kisses him once, then fixes his hold so that he is holding both wrists in one hand, his other hand sliding down to undo his belt and take it off. "Feeling touchy today?", David asks, and Jason just gives him that goofy smile. "I'm gonna have to fix that."
He releases one of Jason's hands, guiding the other towards one of the bedposts. Using his belt, he ties Jason's hand to it tightly, then leans over the side of the bed to retrieve Jason's belt, which he then uses to tie down his boyfriend's other hand. He makes sure that the restraints are tight, and in all honesty, they're probably a bit tighter than they need to be.
"That's better." He settles onto Jason's chest, looking down into eyes that are now wide with shock and wonder. He watches as Jason makes a feeble attempt at struggling, and feels a small pang of guilt because he knows that, for a second, he saw fear and pain flash behind Jason's eyes.
"You trust me, right?", he asks softly, and Jason nods.
"Of course," but as he says it, his gaze flickers towards his restrained hands.
David slowly returns to his position between Jason's legs, and practically tears off the younger boy's boxers, tossing them across the room.
He runs the tips of his finger's down Jason's erection, and feels him twitch as a soft gasp is pulled from his lips. David continues to stroke him teasingly, watching as Jason practically unravels.
"David, please", he whimpers, his hips bucking up as David's thumb glides over his tips.
"Please what?", he asks in that low, sexy voice of his, glancing up at his boyfriend. He notices just how much Jason's hands are straining against the belts, and he smirks. "Something you want?"
Jason makes a sound that is a mix of frustration and desperation, letting his head fall back against the pillow. If he could, he would probably push David's mouth down towards him, and he's not typically one for bold moves.
"All you have to do is ask," David murmurs, delicately stroking down Jason's cock.
Ask? Jason sighs softly, he's not good at that kind of thing. Doesn't know how to ask without either sounding like a jerk or a dork. "David..", his voice is verging on pleading, "Please.. su.. just.. oh," he moans softly from David's touches, "m-make me cum, David."
He wouldn't believe it if he hadn't heard it himself, and it just sounds so wrong coming from this precious, angelic boy, but it sounds so wonderful, and David is now painfully aware of his own hardening cock.
"Jason," he breathes, and the boy whimpers in response. As David takes him fully into his mouth, his whimpers turn to moans.
Jason's hands pull so violently against the restraints that he wonders why they aren't cutting into his skin. Or maybe they are. Why did David have to tie them so tight, anyway? He wasn't going anywhere.. He can feel his entire body shaking as David's tongue and mouth work over and around his cock, and he tries to lift his head to watch, but it's just too much.
"David,..nngh..", his back arches, adding to the strain on his wrists, "Oh, David.."
The way Jason is moaning David's name is driving him crazy, and he almost stops for a moment to undo his jeans. As Jason's hips surge upwards, pushing himself further into David's mouth, David puts his hands on his hips, pushing them back down. His hands flinch away immediately the first time, frightened by just how much the boy beneath him is shaking. He replaces his hands after a moment, still slightly concerned.
"Da..ngh.. so.. oh," his words are almost inaudible, his lungs not taking in enough air to give him any volume. He's getting close, so close, but he doesn't want David to stop. "Da.. David.. I'm.. nngh.. I'm gonna.. oh". He expects David to pull away, but he doesn't, nor does he stop even after Jason comes, and the continuation is just too much for Jason who has entirely surpassed the term 'hypersensitive'.
He practically collapses back onto the bed, his entire body going limp, apart from his shaking. "Da..v..id..", he can barely form words, much more, speak them "St..stop..p. I..c-can't.."
The moan that falls from Jason's lips when he comes is enough to make David leak. He swallows easily, not stopping until he's sure continuing may actually harm Jason.
He finally releases Jason's cock from the warmth and wetness of his mouth, and moves to lay next to Jason. He watches as the rise and fall of Jason's chest gradually slows. He undoes his jeans, almost sighing in relief, then kisses Jason on the cheek, before reaching across him to untie one of his hands.
David guides Jason's hand down to his aching cock, gently grazing them against each other. Jason seems hesitant for a long moment, but finally slips his hand down the front of David's boxers, his delicate fingers wrapping around his boyfriend's errected cock. He rolls over onto his side, giving himself better access, and slowly meets David's gaze.
David smiles at him, and brushes a dread out of his face, before pressing a kiss to his forehead. Jason gives him a small smile, before dropping his gaze to David's crotch, a determined look on his face as if he's willing himself to see through the fabric.
David's lips are at his neck, and for a moment, Jason is too distracted to continue. He shivers as David place his hand at the back of his neck, pulling him closer. He slowy returns to jacking David off.
It won't take much, just having listened to, having been able to look at and touch Jason has brought him close, and maybe that's odd, but David doesn't care.
Another flick of the wrist, a few more gentle strokes, a pull, and another twist of the wrist and, with a low moan, David releases himself into Jason's palm.
Jason removes his now sticky and cum-coated hand from David's underwear, and brings it to his lips. He meets David's gaze steadily, and slowly licks the mess from his palm and fingers.
David growls low in his throat, entranced as he watches Jason. When he finishes, David pulls him close, pressing their lips together in a rough kiss that leaves them both out of breath when he finally has to pull away. After a long pause, he finally releases Jason's other hand, and rolls over onto his back, pulling Jason onto his chest.
He cups the younger boy's face gently, grazing his thumb over the boy's cheekbone. "I love you, Jason," he whispers, and Jason blushes. He lays a soft kiss on Jason's forehead.
"I love you, too, David," Jason breaths. These are the moments that Jason loves. The moments when he can just lay there against David, wrapped in his arms, and listen to his steady breathing. He brings his head to rest on David's chest, listening to his heartbeat as it slows. He wishes every moment could be like this, or at least that he could have moments like this everyday. And maybe he will. Maybe..maybe this, him and David, could really last.