doublethepain: (xoxo gossip spence)
Spencer Waters-Baker ([personal profile] doublethepain) wrote in [personal profile] just_another 2015-01-17 01:21 am (UTC)

There's not much Spencer can say when his lips are stretched over the length of Joel's cock, his tongue swirling and reveling in the taste of his husband. He wants nothing more than one of two things, either to slowly pull his fingers from Joel's body and replace them with his own cock or to climb on top of Joel and lower himself onto him. Neither of those options are feasible right now, though, so Spencer will be happy to take the next best thing, which is to make sure he makes Joel come tonight. He doesn't think it'll turn out to be too difficult a task, not with the way his husband is writhing under his grasp, and he doesn't pause to say anything about the hiss of pain he hears but he doesn't stop either because he knows what Joel wants, and Spencer would do anything to be able to give him what he wants.

It's not going to stop him from apologizing profusely later, when they've both come down from their orgasms, and he knows very well that Joel is a grown adult who can tell Spencer to stop sucking his cock if he was really in that much pain, but Spencer hates the thought of hurting his husband in any way. Joel can't say he isn't the same way, not when he's always so gentle when they make love, at least at the start. He takes care to make sure Spencer is properly prepared, and it's usually Spencer who makes demands due to a severe lack of patience when it comes to the way Joel touches him. He's quite impatient right now, if he's honest, though that's more to do with the fact that he's so desperately craving the kind of friction he can't have and isn't willing to give himself right now.

He widens his mouth to take Joel deeper, grunting at the feel of the head of Joel's cock against the back of his throat and pumping his fingers in and out of Joel's ass at a faster pace now, twisting his wrist each time he pushes in again and imagining that it's his own cock, imagining all the different ways Joel will make him come once his ribs and hand are healed. Spencer can feel his husband's muscles tightening around his fingers, glances up to see his abdomen taut, and he reaches up with his free hand to take Joel's, squeezing tightly, his own way of communicating that it's okay, that he can just let go.

Spencer doesn't want Joel to react so strongly that he hurts himself, not even slightly like he has already, but he can't stop himself from sucking hard, from whimpering over how much he wants to swallow every bit of Joel's release down, from fucking him harder with his fingers as he encourages his husband to come, wants so badly for Joel to come because it's been too long since they've had this kind of time together and there's something about knowing they can still do this to each other, still elicit this kind of reaction, that's immensely comforting. Joel is still his, through everything they've been through, and just like he's always known, this isn't just about the sex. It's never just been about the sex, it's about showing each other where they belong--together, connected in any and every way, and Spencer lifts his eyes to look at Joel's expression as it changes into something Spencer finds so familiar, not slowing for a second as his husband starts to come.

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