Liam Gallagher/Josh Holloway - Taming Liam II
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TAMING LIAM II
by lexi_mirkwood and dalehead
Josh Holloway/Liam Gallagher
N-17
Be warned BDSM is here...
This is totally made up and bears no relation to real life. In case you missed it, we made it all up.
This is for Sally because she has recognised Liam's potential as did Lexi. Oh and Berlock, for you too, cos you're very special and I love you.
Josh wakes up as the sunlight streams in through the hotel room window. He has a free day in London and a bit of sightseeing seems in order. But first he has something to do. He reaches an arm out of bed, and snags his jeans off the floor, finding a phone number on a piece of crumpled paper in his pocket. He picks up his cell phone from the bedside table and dials Liam's number.
With a grunt Liam reaches up and grabs his phone. He doesn't recognise the number but clutches it as if it's a lifeline. Please god, let it be someone who can help... "Hello..."
"Ah Liam?" asks Josh tentatively not sure it’s him." It's Josh, I was just ringing to check you were okay after last night."
"Josh?" Liam's relief is palpable. "Um ... I can't um ... " He feels ridiculous again but he knows he's in a bit of trouble here. "I can't move. Is that .... Um, normal?"
Josh sighs, he went really hard on Liam, so he's not surprised that the other man feels awful this morning.
"Yeah it’s normal after something like last night," Josh says as he hears a knock on his door. He jams the phone between his ear and his shoulder, as he walks over and opens the door to the room service
attendant delivering his breakfast. "You aren't there on your own are you?" he asks in concern as he signs for the food.
Oh shit, he doesn't want to appear totally sad and devoid of mates but he knows he needs help. His voice is very small when he finally answers. "Um, yes, I am and... it ... really ...." He takes a breath "hurts..."
Josh pours himself some coffee, biting on his lip as he listens to the pain clear in Liam's voice.
"I've got painkillers and stuff that'll help so I'll come over as soon as I can." Josh takes a swallow of too hot coffee "I just need your address."
"Th-th-thank you..." Liam is pathetically grateful as he gives Josh his address. "The back door is unlocked." And then quietly, so ashamed to admit it, he adds. "Please hurry...."
Josh looks sadly at his uneaten pancakes as he hangs up. Liam sounds much too bad to wait for Josh to finish his breakfast before he goes over. Instead he picks up his black leather backpack and throws in the things he'll need, as he calls down for his car to be bought round. He gets directions from the concierge and manages to only get lost twice on the way to Liam's place.
Throwing his backpack over his shoulder he makes his way to the back door. He walks through the back part of the house, feeling a bit strange to be in someone else's place like this.
"Liam?" he calls out.
Lifting his head from the pillow, Liam feels almost sick with relief. "Upstairs, second bedroom on the left..." To his embarrassment, he is almost crying with relief. Frankly, he's never been in so much pain. Ever.
Josh makes his way up the stairs and finds Liam sprawled out on the bed. It is obvious that all he could do when he got home last night was get his shoes and jeans off, because he is still in the same t shirt
and underwear as last night.
Reaching into the backpack, Josh pulls out the painkillers and a bottle of cold water and hands them to Liam.
"Take these and then once they have kicked in we'll get you into the shower," says Josh kindly.
Josh sits quietly on the bed as Liam swallows the pain killers and then lets his head drop back onto the pillow.
Never in his entire life has Liam been so pleased to see anyone. The sight of Josh soothes him, a fact that makes him feel unaccountably girly. He obediently swallows the painkillers and drinks all the water. The effort involved makes him sweat and he imagines he can't smell any too pleasant. Yet another humiliation. Taking a deep breath he looks at Josh and murmurs quietly.
"I'm sorry to be such a pain in the fucking arse...."
Josh smiles and hands him a second bottle of water and watches him drain half of it before lying back on the pillow.
"You aren't a pain in the ass Liam," Josh says sighing "I just wish you hadn't run out on me like that last night, I was worried something like this would happen."
Josh stops himself reaching down to push a sweat soaked strand of hair back off Liam's face. He looks uncomfortable that Josh is even here, and he knows the focus needs to be making sure he is physically
alright before Liam freaks and kicks him out. So Josh just sits quietly and waits for a few minutes, letting the medications do their work
"You up to getting into the shower if I help you?" He asks finally.
Oh fuck! This is so humiliating. Liam can't quite reconcile the kindness of the here and now with the Dom of the night before. He knows he's going to need help, his t shirt is stuck to his back and he just feels shite.
"If you're sure you don't mind..." His voice is very quiet. "I....."
His voice peters out and he glances quickly at Josh, seeing only concern in his eyes. His inner voice just won't shut up though. Is he laughing at me?
Josh wanders what Liam was about to say but he decides not to push.
"It's what I'm here for," says Josh simply as he helps Liam sit up on the edge of the bed. "You up for walking?" Liam nods and he struggles to his feet. "You'll have to show me the way..."
Gripping Josh's arm, Liam finally gets to his feet with a grunt. The painkillers are beginning to kick in; slowly he shuffles toward his shower room, thankful that he had allowed himself to be persuaded into getting an ensuite.
The bathroom is large and airy, the shower cubicle is large enough for three adults to shower comfortably. "Um, could you ...um... help me get me t shirt off, it's stuck to me..." He is mumbling and starring fixedly at Josh's feet.
Josh looks at Liam's back and winces, the t shirt isn't going to come off easy. He steps away from Liam and turns the shower on waiting till its warm enough.
"We'll get you into the shower and then your t shirt'll come off much easier okay?" says Josh softly as Liam manages to pull off his boxer shorts.
"K.."
Unaccountably, Liam feels suddenly shy. He steps gingerly under the water, hissing as it lands on his back. He sighs and leans against the shower wall, letting himself relax for the first time since he left the club last night.
"Fuck me, that feels good ..." This time he manages to look at Josh and keep looking. "Sorry, I seem to have fucked up your day. Fuck knows what I'd have done if you hadn't called." He smiles, not the cocky for the camera smile but the one that only his family and friends get to see. "Thanks very much mate, I really do..." And he grinds to a halt once more.
"Hey I didn't have any plans so you've not fucked up anything,"
Josh smiles back, and for the first time since he got in the house he stops feeling like Liam is about to kick him out.
"Put your arms up Liam," says Josh softly before he reaches into the shower and pulls the wet t shirt up and off over his head. He tries to stay a little bit dry but before long his own shirt is soaked.
"Oh fuck, fuck, fuck... That hurts...." It hurts worse than last night; he bites his lips so hard he can taste blood. He is suddenly exhausted. He turns and looks at Josh.
"Shit, mate, you're soaked..." And he steps forward, regardless of the water and puts his hand in the centre of Josh's shirt, realising that he has never actually touched him before.
"No one ever died from getting wet Liam, I'll dry off," chuckles Josh as he reaches around him and grabs the soap.
"Turn back around for just a second I just need to wash your back." Josh says spotting the tiredness in Liam's eyes.
Liam shifts before he is ready and Josh all but falls into shower, grabbing at the shower door to keep himself from falling.
Cocking his eyebrow, Liam looks at Josh, his eyes alight with laughter. "Why don't you take them off and just get in with me?"
The moment the words are out of his mouth he wishes he could call them back. What sort of twat suggests.... He doesn't know where to look, so he just turns round, presenting his back to Josh and wishing he was the sort of person who thinks before they open their mouth.
Josh smiles knowing how much the words probably cost Liam to say.
"I'll come in with you if you want me to," Josh says as he pulls his now sopping wet t-shirt over his head and toes off his trainers. He pauses as he unbuttons his jeans. "Do you want me in the warm water
with you, touching you Liam?" Josh murmurs softly.
Clearing his throat, Liam nods... "Yes...." His cock is hardening and he wishes it wasn't but they're here and suddenly the world doesn't look so bleak. "... Please" He adds remembering lessons learnt and because he knows he couldn't begin to take any more pain...
Josh pulls off his jeans and steps under the warm water. He picks up the soap and works up a lather, starting to gently move his hands across Liam's raw looking back.
"It's not a scene you know Liam, you don't have to beg for anything." says Josh softly, one soapy finger circling the bite mark on his neck.
"Oh.... I ... but ... ohhhhhhh" Liam lets out a shuddery breath, he hadn't realised he was holding. Josh's hands feel so wonderfully gentle in complete contrast to last night. He doesn't quite understand why he doesn't have to beg and he wishes he'd paid more attention to the etiquettes of BDSM when they'd been explained.
He wants to lean back into the touch, but now he's worried that he's about to get a mercy fuck. On the other hand, he yearns to touch Josh, look at him naked, but he isn't sure if that's allowed. Or sought. But the touch is so good, he can't help moaning very quietly.
He feels Liam relax a little under his fingers, the tension draining out of his muscles. Josh senses he is totally confused, but the moaning seems to say he wants something more. Josh gently turns Liam
around so he is facing him, and pushes the wet hair back out of eyes.
"I'd like to kiss you, if that's alright Liam," he purrs, running a finger along his lower lip.
Eyes widening, Liam takes a moment to just look at beautiful body in front of him. He shivers with anticipation as he feels Josh's touch and he wants to be kissed. He always thought men kissing was bloody stupid but from where he's standing now, it looks completely different.
He edges forward a little and runs his fingers over the wet firm flesh in front of him. "Oh god, yes, do ...." And he edges forward a tiny bit more...
Josh smiles as he feels Liam's fingers ghost tentatively over his chest.
"Oh good...” he says cupping his hand under Liam's chin and lowering his head so their lips meet. Josh doesn't force anything; he just presses his tongue against Liam's lips waiting to see what he will do.
More he thinks, give me more, please.... Liam's mouth opens of its own volition and his tongue automatically seeks Josh's before he stops, wondering whether he's being too forward, but there's no reason to suppose he's done something wrong. And... He really wishes his internal voice would shut up. With a little moan he winds his arms round Josh's neck and ignoring the pain from his various hurts, devotes himself to the kiss.
Josh drops his hands and wraps them around Liam's hips, dragging them closer together so their cocks grind against each other.
Sweet Jesus, he was supposed to be over here tending to Liam's wounds and now Josh has him draped around his neck and their tongues are entwined and fuck he's getting so hard and Liam was probably in no fit state to take it any further.
Finally Josh pulls breathlessly away from the kiss and touches Liam's face gently.
"You aren't getting too cold under all this water are you?"
"Please, Josh..." Later he's gonna kick himself, he knows he is but for now, he's just been kissed by a fucking expert. His cock is so hard it hurts and Josh isn't laughing at him. Seems to be as affected by this as he is. And he knows he said he wouldn't beg, but surely asking isn't begging. He wants to be fucked and he wants to participate this time. Greatly surprised at his own daring, he licks the trickles of water dripping down Josh's neck.
"Please what?" he begins to ask, and then stops as Liam grinds up against him and licks a trail down his neck "Oh I see what you want...are you sure?" He lets his fingers trail down Liam's cheek "I mean are you okay after last night?"
Nodding Liam looks up. "I want you. I loved last night, it was fucking brilliant. The pain was fucking mind blowing. Can't hurt today" He grins. "But I wanna be fucked...."
He grinds to a halt, unable to express himself any more. It's been so long since he's had the chance to be fucked and Josh felt so good buried deep in his arse. His cock twitches at the thought.
Josh reaches around and turns off the taps, tugging Liam out and wrapping him in a towel as he gently dries him.
"Want to fuck you, but I don't want to hurt you any more, not today." says Josh. "Want to make it feel good okay?"
Liam shifts from one foot to the other, trying to logic it all in his face. "It was good last night but ..." He grins. " I could fucking well live without any more pain for a while. He watches the hands that made him scream and beg only hours earlier, gently drying him and his stomach churns.
"Josh..." He voice thickens, the accent becoming more pronounced. "Can we go to bed now?"
"If that's what you want Liam," says Josh softly holding his hand out to him "I can always hurt you another time," he adds laughing.
Taking the outstretched hand, Liam gives his trademark smirk. "Fuck, yeah..." Soon please sir But for now he'll settle for whatever he can get. "My back does feel better though. Thank you so much for ... " He almost but not quite blushes. "Just thanks ..." Then he begins to pull Josh towards the bed, he feels ready to crawl out of his skin with want.
Josh raises an eyebrow at the enthusiastic reply and lets Liam drag him back into the bedroom. Liam stands nervously next to the bed obviously not sure what to do next.
"How do you want to do this?" Josh says running a finger down his chest "So we don't hurt your back too much?"
"Um ... I ... would like toseeyourface..." Liam is so embarrassed but suddenly it seems so important that he is allowed to see Josh's face.
"Okay we can do that," says Josh as he puts his hand in the middle of Liam's chest and pushes him gently until he falls back onto the bed, his legs hanging over the edge. Josh kneels down between his legs and surprises Liam by licking a broad sweep along the underside of his cock, from his balls all the way to the tip.
Liam sits bolt upright, ignoring the pain that shoots through him. "Oh fuck....." Josh's tongue is warm and wet and feels wonderful and he wants to watch, can’t believe this man is fucking kneeling between his legs...
"That feel good?" he purrs wickedly before repeating the action. He listens as Liam swears under his breath again. "Next time we are in scene I'm really going to have to do something about that dirty mouth of yours Liam."
"Oh fuck..." Predictably Liam's cock twitches at the thought and he looks down at Josh. "Fuck, fuck, fuck..." Grinning he tentatively brings his hand to Josh's head, carding his fingers through the thick blond hair. Examining his features, it occurs to Liam that he hadn't noticed how very good looking this bloke is.
Very slowly he leans back. Yeah it fucking hurts but he wants this and if suffering a bit of pain is the price to pay, so be it. He spreads his legs and brings them up as far as the pain will allow, leaving himself exposed and vulnerable to Josh.
Josh grins as he leans into Liam's fingers running through his hair. He sits back on his heels as the other man shifts on the bed and once he appears settled, Josh runs a fingernail along his hard length.
"Are you getting the idea of the difference between being in scene and not being in scene?" chuckles Josh before he swipes his tongue across the leaking tip of his cock.
"Ohhhh..." Liam moans loudly. "Fuck that feels fucking great..." He is a bit perturbed to find that the pain in his back couples with what Josh is doing makes him so hard.
He is beginning to see the difference and he likes it. "I think so... I like... like... " Why is it so fucking difficult to ask for what you want he wonders. "I want to touch you..."
"Do you now?" says Josh as he moves up his body, so that he is propped over Liam balanced on his hands. "Well I'm right here Liam, you can touch whatever you like..."
Josh looks down at Liam's neck.
"That mark looks good on you...did you like it when I bit you?"
"Fucking loved it... " Want more....
Uncurling himself Liam, looks at Josh as if he's an unwrapped present that has just been presented to him. He wraps his legs around the smooth muscled arse and lets one hand wander to Josh's chest, touching the his nipples. He makes a low sound in his throat and leans up for another kiss.
Josh closes his eyes as the hands roam across his body, then he dips his head to give Liam the kiss he is seeking. As Josh presses his tongue deep into his mouth, his fingers trail down Liam's throat and
then press against the bruise on his neck.
Liam is lost in the kiss. He hasn't kissed many men and certainly none like Josh. His hands continue to tentatively find new places he hasn't touched before. He moans and presses up into Josh, the pain having dulled sufficiently that it's now a pleasant addition to the sensations he's feeling.
"Bite me again, please...." He moans into Josh's mouth.
Josh feels Liam going relaxed and pliant under his kiss.
"You want me to bite you like this?" murmurs Josh as he lays a trail of small teeth marks up the left side of his neck. "Or like this?" he asks as he sinks his teeth in deep into the other side, feeling Liam's
body arch up underneath him.
"Oh fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck...." Liam begins to squirm; no one told him it could be like this. "Fucking want you, please Josh, please fuck me..."
Dimly he is aware he doesn't need to beg, said he wouldn't beg, wonders whether it will be held against him, doesn't care. Just wants to be filled, fucked, wants to touch, wants to blow Josh, wants everything he can get. His inner voice nudges him, reminds him that he is behaving like a girl but for once the sensations have over taken him and he is able to give the inner voice his trademark one finger salute.
Josh is surprised that Liam spirals out of control under his finger tips and teeth. He expected him to push back harder, to struggle more with what was happening but he seems to be just going with the
feelings.
"Lube and condoms?" queries Josh.
"Bedside table..." Liam waves his hand vaguely in the right direction. "and Josh..." He pauses. "Don't bother with the lube..."
On another day it will be different but only a few hours ago, Liam had been convinced he was going to lie on the bed, his t shirt stuck to him forever. Besides, he bets he'll never see Josh again - he's American, he'll be going back to the States and then it'll be good night Vienna. So he can behave like a total slut, like a horny boy and no one will be any the wiser.
"Need it so much don't you," murmurs Josh as he reaches into the drawer and pulls out a condom from the jumble of items inside.
Making sure Liam's eyes are fixed on him, he slides two fingers into his own mouth, slicking them with saliva. Josh fucked him hard last night and despite what Liam says he needs some prep, as rudimentary as it was going to be. Moving down between Liam's legs he pushes his knees up towards his ears and slides one slick digit inside him and then a second rapidly spreading him open.
"Next time you are in New York you should come to my apartment." Josh says his voice husky as he works his fingers in and out of Liam's entrance, hearing him hiss from the contact on still painfully raw
skin "I have a playroom there and I wouldn't just stop at giving you two fingers, I'd give you my whole hand."
Liam has never been fisted and his eyes are drawn to Josh's arms. He feels sick with excitement and hates himself for the whimper that escapes his mouth.
"Fuck ... How.... " He gasps at the feeling of fingers inside him. "God, Josh, how...." He can't get the words out but he is so fucking sure he'd fucking love it. He wriggles around and pushes down, wanting to make the most of this. "Fuck me, please just fuck me... " What would Noel think if he knew what you were really like? His inner voice starts up again. But he shouts it down. "Please, please Josh, please just fuck me. I know I'm a slut, a whore a fucking slag, whatever you say just do it ... please..."
The need radiates off Liam's body in waves, as he grinds down onto Josh's hand. He hooks his fingers and drags them across Liam's prostate pulling a desperate moan from him. Finally he takes pity on
the writhing and begging man, tearing open the wrapper with his teeth and rolling on the condom.
"You aren't any of those things Liam, it’s not wrong to want this." Josh says as he pins him to the bed by his wrists. "Not wrong wanting to feel me fucking you like this."
Josh starts to enter Liam marvelling again at how tight he feels. Without the lube Josh knows he must be feeling every inch of this, as he pushes into him slowly but relentlessly
For the first time in their time together, Liam actually blushes. Deep down he is convinced this is wrong, or at least, wrong for him. He daren't think what Noel and the lads would say if they found out and it terrifies him though he wouldn't admit it to anyone and certainly not to Josh.
He moans restlessly as he feels Josh entering him, it hurts but he wants the hurt, the more it hurts, the quieter his inner voice gets and right now that's what he wants. He pushes his hip up desperate for Josh to bury himself deep in Liam's body.
"Make it hurt. Need it to hurt..." I am a whore, a slag, whatever you say...
Liam shuts his eyes tight as Josh finally uses his body weight to slam all the way into him. He presses down harder on Liam's wrists, holding so tight he knows there will finger print shaped bruises.
"You want me to hurt you?" he growls before he leans in and sucks Liam's nipple into his mouth before biting down hard, leaving a circle of teeth marks on the skin.
Letting out a loud moan, Liam wriggles luxuriantly - this is perfect, pain on top of pain, full of hard cock, teeth on his nipple.
"Please, Josh, hurt me..." He jerks his hips up.... "Want to touch you ... please Josh"
The more he hurts the fainter the voice becomes and now he's happy, he is pinned, he is being fucked and he has marks.
"You want me to fuck you so hard you can't walk straight for a week?" Josh growls, punctuating each word with a hard thrust into Liam, the sound of skin hitting skin loud in the silence of the room.
Finally Josh releases Liam's wrists and immediately feels his hands skimming over the skin of his chest.
Leaning up, his mouth seeks Josh's, kissing him hungrily, the kiss saying the things he can't bear to, thanking him gratefully for coming round, for everything. Words he won't speak for fear of being laughed at.
"Feels fucking good, you feel so fucking good..."
After the kiss, Josh finally lets himself go and starts to fuck Liam into the bed, driving into him so hard it pushes him up the bed, the sheets dragging at the stripes on his back.
"Feels good hurting you Liam," Josh groans as he feels his climax building in the pit of his stomach. He drops his hand between their bodies and starts to tug hard at Liam's cock, his hand grasping it painfully tightly.
"You gonna come for me?"
"Can I?" Liam is befuddled with pain and great sex. Josh feels fucking brilliant, and his arse is stinging and he never wants it to end but he wants to come. He can hear Josh's voice from a long way off and right now he's not sure, is he allowed to come? Is that what Josh means, or is it trick question.
"Want to fucking come, please, can I?"
Despite being near his own climax Josh hears the uncertainty in Liam's voice. He speeds up the strokes on his cock, adding a twist at the end that has Liam whimpering.
"Yes I want feel your seed all over my hand," he says as he keeps fucking him hard "Wanna feel you so tight around my cock as I come inside you."
"Oh, oh, oh.... " Liam comes, bucking and squirming, and holding onto Josh for dear life. Never, never has being fucked felt like this and he can't believe it's so good, that he's been missing this for so long.
"Kiss me?" He asks knowing that it's nearly over and it's quite possible he'll never see Josh again.
Josh is hovering on the edge of coming and as he pushes deep one last time and he moans into the Liam's mouth. He shoves his tongue deep, his fingers digging hard into Liam's shoulders as he pulses in the tight heat.
Wishing he could feel the come shooting into him, Liam basks in the pain, the kiss the feel of Josh pulsing in his arse. He kisses back ferociously and pushes up into the pain, until sheer exhaustion makes him flop back, breathless, smiling up into Josh's blue eyes.
"Thank you so much, mate. Fucking hell ... " He can't summon up his cheeky northern lad persona, just shuts his eyes and clings a bit.
Josh reaches down and touches Liam's face.
"It was my pleasure," Josh says still a little breathless. He then takes a chance and pulls Liam into a hard embrace.
"I was supposed to be looking after your back," he chuckles softly into his ear "Not getting you to lay down on it and get fucked again."
Liam goes boneless, pliant and melts into the embrace, wrapping arms and legs round Josh and clinging tightly.
"Never mind my back; it feels miles better..." Taking a deep breath, he looks up shy but determined to get this out. "Please Josh, please stay with me till I'm asleep. I don't mind waking alone" I'm used to it. "But I don't want to go to sleep on my own..."
He buries his head in the crook of Josh's neck and shuts his eyes.
Josh looks surprised at this admission but Liam can't see the look in his eyes as he presses up against his neck.
"Don't worry I'll stay Liam," say Josh softly as he gently disentangles himself from the limbs that are wrapped around him. "Let's sort you out before you go to sleep though okay?"
Josh stand up and stretches the kinks out of his back and making his way into the bathroom he finds a wash cloth and wets it with warm water. He returns to Liam who is still sprawled out on the bed and
cleans him up.
"Roll over on your stomach," he says and once Liam is laid out in front of him he slicks a layer of aloe vera gel over the stripes and bruises on his back.
"Looks pretty," he murmurs, almost not realising he is speaking.
Grunting, Liam lets Josh do what he will, he was awake for most of the night and suddenly he feels like he could sleep for a month. The touch on his back is soothing, his arse is so sore and he is absolutely delighted.
When he hears Josh's murmured remark, he feels a surge of pride. He, Liam is wearing marks that look pretty. He wonders if it'll always be a struggle for him to go down but now he thinks he is beginning to understand a little better but ... It's all too much, he is desperate for sleep but doesn't want this to end.
Finally Josh is done and when he crawls onto the bed, Liam creeps nearer, being sure not to touch him in a way that will impede his getting up and leaving...
"Thank you again ... Sir..."
Josh sighs quietly as Liam lies nervously next to him.
"Liam we aren't in a scene can just call me Josh you know," He says kindly.
He reaches for the Liam's tense body and gently tugs it into his arms so they are spooned together on the bed.
"Relax, I'm not going to run out on you." he says biting gently on the back of Liam's neck.
Snuggling back into his touch, Liam smiles even though Josh can't see him. He lifts his hand and kisses it. then shuts his eyes. Just as he's dropping off, he quivers a little.
"Thank you, Josh...
TAMING LIAM II
by lexi_mirkwood and dalehead
Josh Holloway/Liam Gallagher
N-17
Be warned BDSM is here...
This is totally made up and bears no relation to real life. In case you missed it, we made it all up.
This is for Sally because she has recognised Liam's potential as did Lexi. Oh and Berlock, for you too, cos you're very special and I love you.
Josh wakes up as the sunlight streams in through the hotel room window. He has a free day in London and a bit of sightseeing seems in order. But first he has something to do. He reaches an arm out of bed, and snags his jeans off the floor, finding a phone number on a piece of crumpled paper in his pocket. He picks up his cell phone from the bedside table and dials Liam's number.
With a grunt Liam reaches up and grabs his phone. He doesn't recognise the number but clutches it as if it's a lifeline. Please god, let it be someone who can help... "Hello..."
"Ah Liam?" asks Josh tentatively not sure it’s him." It's Josh, I was just ringing to check you were okay after last night."
"Josh?" Liam's relief is palpable. "Um ... I can't um ... " He feels ridiculous again but he knows he's in a bit of trouble here. "I can't move. Is that .... Um, normal?"
Josh sighs, he went really hard on Liam, so he's not surprised that the other man feels awful this morning.
"Yeah it’s normal after something like last night," Josh says as he hears a knock on his door. He jams the phone between his ear and his shoulder, as he walks over and opens the door to the room service
attendant delivering his breakfast. "You aren't there on your own are you?" he asks in concern as he signs for the food.
Oh shit, he doesn't want to appear totally sad and devoid of mates but he knows he needs help. His voice is very small when he finally answers. "Um, yes, I am and... it ... really ...." He takes a breath "hurts..."
Josh pours himself some coffee, biting on his lip as he listens to the pain clear in Liam's voice.
"I've got painkillers and stuff that'll help so I'll come over as soon as I can." Josh takes a swallow of too hot coffee "I just need your address."
"Th-th-thank you..." Liam is pathetically grateful as he gives Josh his address. "The back door is unlocked." And then quietly, so ashamed to admit it, he adds. "Please hurry...."
Josh looks sadly at his uneaten pancakes as he hangs up. Liam sounds much too bad to wait for Josh to finish his breakfast before he goes over. Instead he picks up his black leather backpack and throws in the things he'll need, as he calls down for his car to be bought round. He gets directions from the concierge and manages to only get lost twice on the way to Liam's place.
Throwing his backpack over his shoulder he makes his way to the back door. He walks through the back part of the house, feeling a bit strange to be in someone else's place like this.
"Liam?" he calls out.
Lifting his head from the pillow, Liam feels almost sick with relief. "Upstairs, second bedroom on the left..." To his embarrassment, he is almost crying with relief. Frankly, he's never been in so much pain. Ever.
Josh makes his way up the stairs and finds Liam sprawled out on the bed. It is obvious that all he could do when he got home last night was get his shoes and jeans off, because he is still in the same t shirt
and underwear as last night.
Reaching into the backpack, Josh pulls out the painkillers and a bottle of cold water and hands them to Liam.
"Take these and then once they have kicked in we'll get you into the shower," says Josh kindly.
Josh sits quietly on the bed as Liam swallows the pain killers and then lets his head drop back onto the pillow.
Never in his entire life has Liam been so pleased to see anyone. The sight of Josh soothes him, a fact that makes him feel unaccountably girly. He obediently swallows the painkillers and drinks all the water. The effort involved makes him sweat and he imagines he can't smell any too pleasant. Yet another humiliation. Taking a deep breath he looks at Josh and murmurs quietly.
"I'm sorry to be such a pain in the fucking arse...."
Josh smiles and hands him a second bottle of water and watches him drain half of it before lying back on the pillow.
"You aren't a pain in the ass Liam," Josh says sighing "I just wish you hadn't run out on me like that last night, I was worried something like this would happen."
Josh stops himself reaching down to push a sweat soaked strand of hair back off Liam's face. He looks uncomfortable that Josh is even here, and he knows the focus needs to be making sure he is physically
alright before Liam freaks and kicks him out. So Josh just sits quietly and waits for a few minutes, letting the medications do their work
"You up to getting into the shower if I help you?" He asks finally.
Oh fuck! This is so humiliating. Liam can't quite reconcile the kindness of the here and now with the Dom of the night before. He knows he's going to need help, his t shirt is stuck to his back and he just feels shite.
"If you're sure you don't mind..." His voice is very quiet. "I....."
His voice peters out and he glances quickly at Josh, seeing only concern in his eyes. His inner voice just won't shut up though. Is he laughing at me?
Josh wanders what Liam was about to say but he decides not to push.
"It's what I'm here for," says Josh simply as he helps Liam sit up on the edge of the bed. "You up for walking?" Liam nods and he struggles to his feet. "You'll have to show me the way..."
Gripping Josh's arm, Liam finally gets to his feet with a grunt. The painkillers are beginning to kick in; slowly he shuffles toward his shower room, thankful that he had allowed himself to be persuaded into getting an ensuite.
The bathroom is large and airy, the shower cubicle is large enough for three adults to shower comfortably. "Um, could you ...um... help me get me t shirt off, it's stuck to me..." He is mumbling and starring fixedly at Josh's feet.
Josh looks at Liam's back and winces, the t shirt isn't going to come off easy. He steps away from Liam and turns the shower on waiting till its warm enough.
"We'll get you into the shower and then your t shirt'll come off much easier okay?" says Josh softly as Liam manages to pull off his boxer shorts.
"K.."
Unaccountably, Liam feels suddenly shy. He steps gingerly under the water, hissing as it lands on his back. He sighs and leans against the shower wall, letting himself relax for the first time since he left the club last night.
"Fuck me, that feels good ..." This time he manages to look at Josh and keep looking. "Sorry, I seem to have fucked up your day. Fuck knows what I'd have done if you hadn't called." He smiles, not the cocky for the camera smile but the one that only his family and friends get to see. "Thanks very much mate, I really do..." And he grinds to a halt once more.
"Hey I didn't have any plans so you've not fucked up anything,"
Josh smiles back, and for the first time since he got in the house he stops feeling like Liam is about to kick him out.
"Put your arms up Liam," says Josh softly before he reaches into the shower and pulls the wet t shirt up and off over his head. He tries to stay a little bit dry but before long his own shirt is soaked.
"Oh fuck, fuck, fuck... That hurts...." It hurts worse than last night; he bites his lips so hard he can taste blood. He is suddenly exhausted. He turns and looks at Josh.
"Shit, mate, you're soaked..." And he steps forward, regardless of the water and puts his hand in the centre of Josh's shirt, realising that he has never actually touched him before.
"No one ever died from getting wet Liam, I'll dry off," chuckles Josh as he reaches around him and grabs the soap.
"Turn back around for just a second I just need to wash your back." Josh says spotting the tiredness in Liam's eyes.
Liam shifts before he is ready and Josh all but falls into shower, grabbing at the shower door to keep himself from falling.
Cocking his eyebrow, Liam looks at Josh, his eyes alight with laughter. "Why don't you take them off and just get in with me?"
The moment the words are out of his mouth he wishes he could call them back. What sort of twat suggests.... He doesn't know where to look, so he just turns round, presenting his back to Josh and wishing he was the sort of person who thinks before they open their mouth.
Josh smiles knowing how much the words probably cost Liam to say.
"I'll come in with you if you want me to," Josh says as he pulls his now sopping wet t-shirt over his head and toes off his trainers. He pauses as he unbuttons his jeans. "Do you want me in the warm water
with you, touching you Liam?" Josh murmurs softly.
Clearing his throat, Liam nods... "Yes...." His cock is hardening and he wishes it wasn't but they're here and suddenly the world doesn't look so bleak. "... Please" He adds remembering lessons learnt and because he knows he couldn't begin to take any more pain...
Josh pulls off his jeans and steps under the warm water. He picks up the soap and works up a lather, starting to gently move his hands across Liam's raw looking back.
"It's not a scene you know Liam, you don't have to beg for anything." says Josh softly, one soapy finger circling the bite mark on his neck.
"Oh.... I ... but ... ohhhhhhh" Liam lets out a shuddery breath, he hadn't realised he was holding. Josh's hands feel so wonderfully gentle in complete contrast to last night. He doesn't quite understand why he doesn't have to beg and he wishes he'd paid more attention to the etiquettes of BDSM when they'd been explained.
He wants to lean back into the touch, but now he's worried that he's about to get a mercy fuck. On the other hand, he yearns to touch Josh, look at him naked, but he isn't sure if that's allowed. Or sought. But the touch is so good, he can't help moaning very quietly.
He feels Liam relax a little under his fingers, the tension draining out of his muscles. Josh senses he is totally confused, but the moaning seems to say he wants something more. Josh gently turns Liam
around so he is facing him, and pushes the wet hair back out of eyes.
"I'd like to kiss you, if that's alright Liam," he purrs, running a finger along his lower lip.
Eyes widening, Liam takes a moment to just look at beautiful body in front of him. He shivers with anticipation as he feels Josh's touch and he wants to be kissed. He always thought men kissing was bloody stupid but from where he's standing now, it looks completely different.
He edges forward a little and runs his fingers over the wet firm flesh in front of him. "Oh god, yes, do ...." And he edges forward a tiny bit more...
Josh smiles as he feels Liam's fingers ghost tentatively over his chest.
"Oh good...” he says cupping his hand under Liam's chin and lowering his head so their lips meet. Josh doesn't force anything; he just presses his tongue against Liam's lips waiting to see what he will do.
More he thinks, give me more, please.... Liam's mouth opens of its own volition and his tongue automatically seeks Josh's before he stops, wondering whether he's being too forward, but there's no reason to suppose he's done something wrong. And... He really wishes his internal voice would shut up. With a little moan he winds his arms round Josh's neck and ignoring the pain from his various hurts, devotes himself to the kiss.
Josh drops his hands and wraps them around Liam's hips, dragging them closer together so their cocks grind against each other.
Sweet Jesus, he was supposed to be over here tending to Liam's wounds and now Josh has him draped around his neck and their tongues are entwined and fuck he's getting so hard and Liam was probably in no fit state to take it any further.
Finally Josh pulls breathlessly away from the kiss and touches Liam's face gently.
"You aren't getting too cold under all this water are you?"
"Please, Josh..." Later he's gonna kick himself, he knows he is but for now, he's just been kissed by a fucking expert. His cock is so hard it hurts and Josh isn't laughing at him. Seems to be as affected by this as he is. And he knows he said he wouldn't beg, but surely asking isn't begging. He wants to be fucked and he wants to participate this time. Greatly surprised at his own daring, he licks the trickles of water dripping down Josh's neck.
"Please what?" he begins to ask, and then stops as Liam grinds up against him and licks a trail down his neck "Oh I see what you want...are you sure?" He lets his fingers trail down Liam's cheek "I mean are you okay after last night?"
Nodding Liam looks up. "I want you. I loved last night, it was fucking brilliant. The pain was fucking mind blowing. Can't hurt today" He grins. "But I wanna be fucked...."
He grinds to a halt, unable to express himself any more. It's been so long since he's had the chance to be fucked and Josh felt so good buried deep in his arse. His cock twitches at the thought.
Josh reaches around and turns off the taps, tugging Liam out and wrapping him in a towel as he gently dries him.
"Want to fuck you, but I don't want to hurt you any more, not today." says Josh. "Want to make it feel good okay?"
Liam shifts from one foot to the other, trying to logic it all in his face. "It was good last night but ..." He grins. " I could fucking well live without any more pain for a while. He watches the hands that made him scream and beg only hours earlier, gently drying him and his stomach churns.
"Josh..." He voice thickens, the accent becoming more pronounced. "Can we go to bed now?"
"If that's what you want Liam," says Josh softly holding his hand out to him "I can always hurt you another time," he adds laughing.
Taking the outstretched hand, Liam gives his trademark smirk. "Fuck, yeah..." Soon please sir But for now he'll settle for whatever he can get. "My back does feel better though. Thank you so much for ... " He almost but not quite blushes. "Just thanks ..." Then he begins to pull Josh towards the bed, he feels ready to crawl out of his skin with want.
Josh raises an eyebrow at the enthusiastic reply and lets Liam drag him back into the bedroom. Liam stands nervously next to the bed obviously not sure what to do next.
"How do you want to do this?" Josh says running a finger down his chest "So we don't hurt your back too much?"
"Um ... I ... would like toseeyourface..." Liam is so embarrassed but suddenly it seems so important that he is allowed to see Josh's face.
"Okay we can do that," says Josh as he puts his hand in the middle of Liam's chest and pushes him gently until he falls back onto the bed, his legs hanging over the edge. Josh kneels down between his legs and surprises Liam by licking a broad sweep along the underside of his cock, from his balls all the way to the tip.
Liam sits bolt upright, ignoring the pain that shoots through him. "Oh fuck....." Josh's tongue is warm and wet and feels wonderful and he wants to watch, can’t believe this man is fucking kneeling between his legs...
"That feel good?" he purrs wickedly before repeating the action. He listens as Liam swears under his breath again. "Next time we are in scene I'm really going to have to do something about that dirty mouth of yours Liam."
"Oh fuck..." Predictably Liam's cock twitches at the thought and he looks down at Josh. "Fuck, fuck, fuck..." Grinning he tentatively brings his hand to Josh's head, carding his fingers through the thick blond hair. Examining his features, it occurs to Liam that he hadn't noticed how very good looking this bloke is.
Very slowly he leans back. Yeah it fucking hurts but he wants this and if suffering a bit of pain is the price to pay, so be it. He spreads his legs and brings them up as far as the pain will allow, leaving himself exposed and vulnerable to Josh.
Josh grins as he leans into Liam's fingers running through his hair. He sits back on his heels as the other man shifts on the bed and once he appears settled, Josh runs a fingernail along his hard length.
"Are you getting the idea of the difference between being in scene and not being in scene?" chuckles Josh before he swipes his tongue across the leaking tip of his cock.
"Ohhhh..." Liam moans loudly. "Fuck that feels fucking great..." He is a bit perturbed to find that the pain in his back couples with what Josh is doing makes him so hard.
He is beginning to see the difference and he likes it. "I think so... I like... like... " Why is it so fucking difficult to ask for what you want he wonders. "I want to touch you..."
"Do you now?" says Josh as he moves up his body, so that he is propped over Liam balanced on his hands. "Well I'm right here Liam, you can touch whatever you like..."
Josh looks down at Liam's neck.
"That mark looks good on you...did you like it when I bit you?"
"Fucking loved it... " Want more....
Uncurling himself Liam, looks at Josh as if he's an unwrapped present that has just been presented to him. He wraps his legs around the smooth muscled arse and lets one hand wander to Josh's chest, touching the his nipples. He makes a low sound in his throat and leans up for another kiss.
Josh closes his eyes as the hands roam across his body, then he dips his head to give Liam the kiss he is seeking. As Josh presses his tongue deep into his mouth, his fingers trail down Liam's throat and
then press against the bruise on his neck.
Liam is lost in the kiss. He hasn't kissed many men and certainly none like Josh. His hands continue to tentatively find new places he hasn't touched before. He moans and presses up into Josh, the pain having dulled sufficiently that it's now a pleasant addition to the sensations he's feeling.
"Bite me again, please...." He moans into Josh's mouth.
Josh feels Liam going relaxed and pliant under his kiss.
"You want me to bite you like this?" murmurs Josh as he lays a trail of small teeth marks up the left side of his neck. "Or like this?" he asks as he sinks his teeth in deep into the other side, feeling Liam's
body arch up underneath him.
"Oh fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck...." Liam begins to squirm; no one told him it could be like this. "Fucking want you, please Josh, please fuck me..."
Dimly he is aware he doesn't need to beg, said he wouldn't beg, wonders whether it will be held against him, doesn't care. Just wants to be filled, fucked, wants to touch, wants to blow Josh, wants everything he can get. His inner voice nudges him, reminds him that he is behaving like a girl but for once the sensations have over taken him and he is able to give the inner voice his trademark one finger salute.
Josh is surprised that Liam spirals out of control under his finger tips and teeth. He expected him to push back harder, to struggle more with what was happening but he seems to be just going with the
feelings.
"Lube and condoms?" queries Josh.
"Bedside table..." Liam waves his hand vaguely in the right direction. "and Josh..." He pauses. "Don't bother with the lube..."
On another day it will be different but only a few hours ago, Liam had been convinced he was going to lie on the bed, his t shirt stuck to him forever. Besides, he bets he'll never see Josh again - he's American, he'll be going back to the States and then it'll be good night Vienna. So he can behave like a total slut, like a horny boy and no one will be any the wiser.
"Need it so much don't you," murmurs Josh as he reaches into the drawer and pulls out a condom from the jumble of items inside.
Making sure Liam's eyes are fixed on him, he slides two fingers into his own mouth, slicking them with saliva. Josh fucked him hard last night and despite what Liam says he needs some prep, as rudimentary as it was going to be. Moving down between Liam's legs he pushes his knees up towards his ears and slides one slick digit inside him and then a second rapidly spreading him open.
"Next time you are in New York you should come to my apartment." Josh says his voice husky as he works his fingers in and out of Liam's entrance, hearing him hiss from the contact on still painfully raw
skin "I have a playroom there and I wouldn't just stop at giving you two fingers, I'd give you my whole hand."
Liam has never been fisted and his eyes are drawn to Josh's arms. He feels sick with excitement and hates himself for the whimper that escapes his mouth.
"Fuck ... How.... " He gasps at the feeling of fingers inside him. "God, Josh, how...." He can't get the words out but he is so fucking sure he'd fucking love it. He wriggles around and pushes down, wanting to make the most of this. "Fuck me, please just fuck me... " What would Noel think if he knew what you were really like? His inner voice starts up again. But he shouts it down. "Please, please Josh, please just fuck me. I know I'm a slut, a whore a fucking slag, whatever you say just do it ... please..."
The need radiates off Liam's body in waves, as he grinds down onto Josh's hand. He hooks his fingers and drags them across Liam's prostate pulling a desperate moan from him. Finally he takes pity on
the writhing and begging man, tearing open the wrapper with his teeth and rolling on the condom.
"You aren't any of those things Liam, it’s not wrong to want this." Josh says as he pins him to the bed by his wrists. "Not wrong wanting to feel me fucking you like this."
Josh starts to enter Liam marvelling again at how tight he feels. Without the lube Josh knows he must be feeling every inch of this, as he pushes into him slowly but relentlessly
For the first time in their time together, Liam actually blushes. Deep down he is convinced this is wrong, or at least, wrong for him. He daren't think what Noel and the lads would say if they found out and it terrifies him though he wouldn't admit it to anyone and certainly not to Josh.
He moans restlessly as he feels Josh entering him, it hurts but he wants the hurt, the more it hurts, the quieter his inner voice gets and right now that's what he wants. He pushes his hip up desperate for Josh to bury himself deep in Liam's body.
"Make it hurt. Need it to hurt..." I am a whore, a slag, whatever you say...
Liam shuts his eyes tight as Josh finally uses his body weight to slam all the way into him. He presses down harder on Liam's wrists, holding so tight he knows there will finger print shaped bruises.
"You want me to hurt you?" he growls before he leans in and sucks Liam's nipple into his mouth before biting down hard, leaving a circle of teeth marks on the skin.
Letting out a loud moan, Liam wriggles luxuriantly - this is perfect, pain on top of pain, full of hard cock, teeth on his nipple.
"Please, Josh, hurt me..." He jerks his hips up.... "Want to touch you ... please Josh"
The more he hurts the fainter the voice becomes and now he's happy, he is pinned, he is being fucked and he has marks.
"You want me to fuck you so hard you can't walk straight for a week?" Josh growls, punctuating each word with a hard thrust into Liam, the sound of skin hitting skin loud in the silence of the room.
Finally Josh releases Liam's wrists and immediately feels his hands skimming over the skin of his chest.
Leaning up, his mouth seeks Josh's, kissing him hungrily, the kiss saying the things he can't bear to, thanking him gratefully for coming round, for everything. Words he won't speak for fear of being laughed at.
"Feels fucking good, you feel so fucking good..."
After the kiss, Josh finally lets himself go and starts to fuck Liam into the bed, driving into him so hard it pushes him up the bed, the sheets dragging at the stripes on his back.
"Feels good hurting you Liam," Josh groans as he feels his climax building in the pit of his stomach. He drops his hand between their bodies and starts to tug hard at Liam's cock, his hand grasping it painfully tightly.
"You gonna come for me?"
"Can I?" Liam is befuddled with pain and great sex. Josh feels fucking brilliant, and his arse is stinging and he never wants it to end but he wants to come. He can hear Josh's voice from a long way off and right now he's not sure, is he allowed to come? Is that what Josh means, or is it trick question.
"Want to fucking come, please, can I?"
Despite being near his own climax Josh hears the uncertainty in Liam's voice. He speeds up the strokes on his cock, adding a twist at the end that has Liam whimpering.
"Yes I want feel your seed all over my hand," he says as he keeps fucking him hard "Wanna feel you so tight around my cock as I come inside you."
"Oh, oh, oh.... " Liam comes, bucking and squirming, and holding onto Josh for dear life. Never, never has being fucked felt like this and he can't believe it's so good, that he's been missing this for so long.
"Kiss me?" He asks knowing that it's nearly over and it's quite possible he'll never see Josh again.
Josh is hovering on the edge of coming and as he pushes deep one last time and he moans into the Liam's mouth. He shoves his tongue deep, his fingers digging hard into Liam's shoulders as he pulses in the tight heat.
Wishing he could feel the come shooting into him, Liam basks in the pain, the kiss the feel of Josh pulsing in his arse. He kisses back ferociously and pushes up into the pain, until sheer exhaustion makes him flop back, breathless, smiling up into Josh's blue eyes.
"Thank you so much, mate. Fucking hell ... " He can't summon up his cheeky northern lad persona, just shuts his eyes and clings a bit.
Josh reaches down and touches Liam's face.
"It was my pleasure," Josh says still a little breathless. He then takes a chance and pulls Liam into a hard embrace.
"I was supposed to be looking after your back," he chuckles softly into his ear "Not getting you to lay down on it and get fucked again."
Liam goes boneless, pliant and melts into the embrace, wrapping arms and legs round Josh and clinging tightly.
"Never mind my back; it feels miles better..." Taking a deep breath, he looks up shy but determined to get this out. "Please Josh, please stay with me till I'm asleep. I don't mind waking alone" I'm used to it. "But I don't want to go to sleep on my own..."
He buries his head in the crook of Josh's neck and shuts his eyes.
Josh looks surprised at this admission but Liam can't see the look in his eyes as he presses up against his neck.
"Don't worry I'll stay Liam," say Josh softly as he gently disentangles himself from the limbs that are wrapped around him. "Let's sort you out before you go to sleep though okay?"
Josh stand up and stretches the kinks out of his back and making his way into the bathroom he finds a wash cloth and wets it with warm water. He returns to Liam who is still sprawled out on the bed and
cleans him up.
"Roll over on your stomach," he says and once Liam is laid out in front of him he slicks a layer of aloe vera gel over the stripes and bruises on his back.
"Looks pretty," he murmurs, almost not realising he is speaking.
Grunting, Liam lets Josh do what he will, he was awake for most of the night and suddenly he feels like he could sleep for a month. The touch on his back is soothing, his arse is so sore and he is absolutely delighted.
When he hears Josh's murmured remark, he feels a surge of pride. He, Liam is wearing marks that look pretty. He wonders if it'll always be a struggle for him to go down but now he thinks he is beginning to understand a little better but ... It's all too much, he is desperate for sleep but doesn't want this to end.
Finally Josh is done and when he crawls onto the bed, Liam creeps nearer, being sure not to touch him in a way that will impede his getting up and leaving...
"Thank you again ... Sir..."
Josh sighs quietly as Liam lies nervously next to him.
"Liam we aren't in a scene can just call me Josh you know," He says kindly.
He reaches for the Liam's tense body and gently tugs it into his arms so they are spooned together on the bed.
"Relax, I'm not going to run out on you." he says biting gently on the back of Liam's neck.
Snuggling back into his touch, Liam smiles even though Josh can't see him. He lifts his hand and kisses it. then shuts his eyes. Just as he's dropping off, he quivers a little.
"Thank you, Josh...