Disclaimer: Harry Potter and Company belong to JK Rowling. No money was made writing this bit of fiction.
Pairing: Richard/Jason
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Jason and Richard talk and settle in the morning after the snow storm.
Warnings: Mpreg, Rimming, Discussion of past sexual practices and relationships, Language
AN: Set in the current timeframe of HSSHSH.
Unskinny Bop
Jason shrugged off his jacket and looked around the duplex while Gregory and Davy tried to suck each other's faces off. He shook his head and turned to look at the tall man carrying his bag in. He flushed as the smacking sounds from the other two men got louder. "Thank you," he said softly as Richard set his bag on the low table in front of the sofa.
Richard smiled at the smaller man and reached out to take his coat. "Here, let me help you Jason," he said as he tried to ignore the couple as well. "Are you hungry?"
Jason shrugged and allowed Richard to take his jacket. He was a bit hungry but he hadn't bought anything with him. "Maybe, but I can wait." He looked down at the over stuffed sofa and gingerly eased himself back, putting a hand down to sit down on the luxurious couch. Running a hand over the soft material, he sighed as he sank into it. "Oh Merlin, now I'll never be able to get up again."
Richard smiled as he watched Jason. Setting both of their jackets across the back of the sofa, he sat down next to the younger man and patted his knee. "Give me your feet, you need those shoes off. They are wet."
Jason snorted then laughed, laying a hand on his large stomach. "You must be joking, either that or you want to watch me roll around on the sofa." He wiggled his foot until the slipper fell off then did the same to the other foot, having perfected the method a few weeks ago the last time he'd seen his feet. Rubbing his feet on the plush carpet, he sighed once more then looked at Richard, "Sorry, that was a little rude. But honestly, I don't think I could have lifted them that high without falling over."
Richard shook his head and laughed. "Do you need dry socks?" he asked as he bent down to pick up Jason's shoes and put them away. "How about a bath while I fix you a plate of food?"
"These are fine I think, I don't really know what's in my bag since you shoved everything in there." Jason bit his lip. A real bath sounded wonderful after taking sponge baths for so long. A slamming door had him jumping and he looked around, no longer spotting Gregory or Davy and he arched a brow at Richard. "Well, unless there's more than one bath in this place, I think I'll be sitting here."
"You're in luck. There are two. I'll go run one for you, okay?" Richard said with a smile as he stood. "I'll put your bag in the bedroom as well."
Jason flushed, smiling at Richard. "I can do it, if you'll point the way." He struggled to get up off the sofa, hands clenched in the soft cushions.
"Hold on a second before you pull something," Richard said dropping the shoes and bending down to grasp Jason under his arms. "Easy does it Jason."
"I'll show you," he said as he took Jason's arm, not wanting to turn the smaller man loose, leading him into the spare bedroom where his own bags were. Setting Jason's things down, he nodded towards a second door. "Bathroom's there."
"Give me a minute and I'll have my crap out of here," Richard said trying to gather up all of his bags at one time.
"No, wait. I won't be here but for the night so just leave them. They aren't in the way." Jason placed a hand on Richard's arm then let go suddenly, stepping back away from the other man.
Richard stilled and looked at Jason. "Are you alright? Jason?" he asked as he turned to him. "It's no biggie, really. Besides, from the looks of things, you may be here for a few days."
Jason shook his head. "I'm fine. There's just no need to go to all this trouble just for me. I'm going home tomorrow," he stated firmly.
"It's no trouble Jason, really," Richard said with a smile. "Besides, if you stay a couple of days, you'll get to see more of me." He flashed the younger man a toothy grin and moved his bags to set next to the wall, out of Jason's way.
"Now isn't that a good reason to stay?"
Jason thought it was but wasn't going to tell the good looking man so, so he shrugged. "I still have to go to work and get back to my home though. I can't stay here forever."
"That is true, but you might wait until you won't be a snowman maybe?" Richard said and then looked around the room. "I'll just let you settle in and have your bath. There will be something for you to eat when you come out, if you want."
Jason shrugged again then nodded. "We'll see. Thank you," he murmured softly and waddled over toward the bathroom door Richard had indicated. Giving in to the urge, he touched Richard's arm, sighing as he ran his fingers down the length of the wiry muscles.
Richard fought back a grin as he felt the light touch on his arm, everything he could do not to bend down and press his lips to Jason's. "Do you need any help in the bath? I noticed you only have a shower at your place and didn't know if..."
Jason looked up at him and smirked. "It's been a while but I think I can remember how to spin the taps." He smiled and stepped closer to the other man, "Unless you'd like to join me?"
"How about I wash your back?" Richard offered, reaching out to run his fingers through Jason's hair.
Jason leaned into Richard's hand and sighed then pulled away, thinking about the scratches from his nails on his skin. "No, I think I can manage."
"Are you sure? I wouldn't mind at all. I'd scratch your back for you," Richard offered softly, this time giving in and bending down to kiss Jason softly. "I promise not to look if you don't want me to."
Jason blinked slowly and nodded. "Again," he whispered softly and offered his mouth to the other man.
Richard pulled Jason as close to him as he could and gently mapped out the younger man's mouth with his tongue. Breaking off the kiss, he nuzzled and nibbled along the man's neck and jaw. "You taste fantastic."
Jason whimpered and leaned his head to the side for Richard. "You don't taste all that bad yourself." He lifted a hand and tangled his fingers in Richard's hair, running them though the grey strands over and over again.
"So how about that bath?" Richard murmured as he nudged the collar of the sweatshirt Jason wore to the side and began to kiss and gently nip along the bone.
Jason closed his eyes, moaning softly and pulling Richard's hair gently. "What about it?"
"Want me to wash your back?"
Jason licked his lips and sighed. "Maybe," he turned his head and kissed Richard again, sliding his tongue along the other man's slowly and deliberately. "Is the bathtub big enough for both of us?"
"No, but I can kneel down beside it and take care of you," Richard said softly before sucking Jason's tongue back between his lips.
Jason moaned softly and clutched Richard to him, not really wanting to move from this spot. He wrapped his arms around him, trying to get closer.
Putting his hands to good use, Richard began to peel the outermost layers of clothing from Jason's body, his fingertips lightly rubbing over the bare skin he revealed.
Jason sighed and fumbled to make his own fingers work on Richard's clothing. He shivered as the other man's fingers ran along his skin and he lost his concentration, moaning into Richard's mouth.
"Let's get you in the tub," Richard said huskily as he shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts for a moment. Being that close to Jason was intoxicating to him and he doubted he would be able to remain a gentleman much longer.
Jason groaned and hung his head. Looking up at Richard, he shook his head and padded toward the bathroom a bit unsteadily. "I think I can do it on my own," he whispered softly.
"I don't mind," Richard said as he followed along behind Jason. He really didn't mind and was honestly a little worried about Jason getting in and out of the tub by himself. "I could just sit and talk to you."
Jason stopped and tuned, looking at Richard critically. "I've managed this long. I think I can do so for a bit longer. Thanks."
"Jason..." Richard began, running his hand through his hair as he thought about the best way to voice his fears. "Have you been in a tub since your centre of balance has shifted so much?"
Jason looked at him as if he had grown a second head, "No, but that's what they make towels for. You put one down in the bottom of the tub or on the floor. They make excellent non slip mats. Maybe you've heard of that?"
Richard nodded and then looked the younger man in the eye. "Would you at least let me cast some cushioning charms on the floor and tub, just in case?" he asked, determined not to let Jason be harmed.
Jason sighed. "I suppose, if you think you have to."
"Yes, if you won't let me in there with you."
Jason rolled his eyes and gestured with his hand to the bathroom, muttering softly. "Been doing it for six months without magic. Don't see why I need it now."
"How about the fact I simply want to ogle your wet body?" Richard said teasingly as he walked into the bathroom, drawing his wand and doing all the charms he could think of to make it safer for Jason.
Jason crossed his arms over his chest debating on whether or not to tell Richard that sometimes magic didn't always work on the mountain. "I didn't have to get wet to allow you to do that," he murmured softly. "We could have done that right there on the bed."
"Yeah, but I'm still hoping I get to wash your back," Richard said as he gave the man a grin.
A small thrill went through Jason at those words and the smile from the other man. "Maybe, I might let you, if your charms worked."
Richard held his hand out to Jason. "If you really don't want me in here, I won't push, but I would like to help you in and out of the tub. I know I'm being overbearing, but the idea of you falling petrifies me," he said as he drew the man closer to him. "I'll set your towels and everything out for you as well."
Jason let Richard pull him closer and he rubbed his face on the man's chest, breathing in his scent. He closed his eyes and nodded. "Okay," he acquiesced softly, not telling Richard he wasn't certain he could bend to sit down in the tub without falling.
Wrapping his arms around Richard, he rubbed his back slowly just holding on to him for a moment.
"Let's finish getting you undressed," Richard murmured, wrapping his arms around Jason and holding him just as tightly. "Do you want bath beads or anything? I know Davy's got some oatmeal stuff around here for itchy skin if you want it."
Jason held on to Richard's shirt a moment longer then shook his head. "No, I'm fine." He looked up at the other man and shook his head as he smirked. "I don't think this country skin could handle Armani bubble bath."
Richard laughed softly. "You may be right, who knows what perfumes are in the stuff. Personally I like the good old fashioned unscented things. Less chance of an allergic reaction," he said as he held Jason out a bit and worked the man's tee shirt over his head, frowning as he got a better look at the scratches and furrows in the light of the bathroom. He'd gotten the impression Jason was rather independent, so he'd not try to force him into using something that wasn't his.
Jason turned as soon as Richard pulled the shirt off over his head, trying to hide the marks on his stomach. He knew his back was not quite as back seeing as he couldn't reach and waited for the questions, his hands sneaking down to scratch the underside of his stomach almost automatically as if he couldn't control the itch. "It's worse without my clothes on I know. Maybe you should just let me shower in peace," he murmured softly. "Shamu never looks bad in the water."
"Shush you," Richard said gently as he turned Jason back to face him. "You are beautiful and itchy skin is very, very normal." He hooked his fingers into the waistband of the other man's sweats and began to gently tug them down.
Jason bit his lip and looked up at the ceiling as Richard tugged on his sweats. He spread his legs and ran one around the band lowering the sweats over his hips. Taking a deep breath, he looked down, wondering when he'd see the lower half of his body again. He grinned at the grey head. "Is everything still there? Been a while since I saw it last."
Cupping a hand gently over Jason's genitals, Richard smiled. "Oh yeah, everything's here," he said softly, resisting the urge to let his fingers wander further between the man's legs to search for further development. "Are you okay, Jason?"
Jason sucked in a breath and closed his eyes as he stepped out of the pool of fleece carefully, clinging to Richard's shoulder. "Yeah," he whispered softly. "Been a while since I was this naked around anyone else."
"Well, everything is there and it's all beautiful," Richard said with a smile as he moved his hand away and held the younger man by his elbows. "Ready to get in?"
Jason nodded and turned towards the tub, staring at the polished white. Carefully lifting his leg he dipped his toe into the water and tested the temperature only to rest his foot flat on the floor once more. He grinned up at Richard and shook his head. "Richard... I thought you said you weren't in to none of that kinky stuff."
"I'm not, what made you think I was?" Richard asked curiously as he positioned his hands to support Jason. "Is the water alright?"
Jason nodded. "I supposed it would be if it was water but it's very nice, warm... jello." He clung to Richard's arm again and reached out with his foot tapping the surface of the tub with his toe and laughing as it jiggled with the motion. "One of your charms went awry. Happens sometimes on the mountain. Didn't Davy or Doctor Corrican warn you?"
Richard looked at the water in the bathtub in horror. "What the fuck?" he muttered as he turned loose of Jason and reached out to touch the now firm, rubbery water for himself. "What the hell happened? It was a cushioning charm."
Jason laughed again and looked around, carefully easing himself down on the toilet. He scratched his stomach and shook his head. "I told you. Some times magic doesn't always work on the mountain. Spells sometime have the opposite or even in that case a trebled effect. You have to admit jello is cushiony." He laughed again even louder.
"It is that," Richard said as he tried not to laugh. "Let me reverse it or banish it so you can have your bath." He withdrew his wand again, uttering a counter charm and then smiled as the semi-solid water liquefied to the desired state. "How's that Jason?"
Jason arched an eyebrow, grinning widely at the man. "Are you certain its water still, not something else now?" he teased gently and laid a hand on Richard's side.
A look of disbelief crossed Richard's face. He hadn't even considered that possibility. What if he'd inadvertently set Jason down into a bath of acid?
"Merlin," he whispered softly. "Don't move Jason." He stuck the end of his wand carefully into the liquid and then banished all of it, casting a strong cleaning charm over the entire tub before turning the taps on again.
Jason stared at Richard. "I was just joking with you. I'm sure it was fine, Richard." He reached out to take the other man's hand. "You get used to it I promise."
"I don't want to take any chances with you," Richard said as he pulled Jason's hand to his lips and pressed kisses to each finger before leaning forward and pressing a kiss to the man's lips.
Jason groaned and tried to get as close as possible to Richard, rubbing his stomach up against the front of him, humming into the kiss. He opened his mouth, running his tongue along Richard's lips gently asking for entrance.
Parting his lips to the younger man, Richard ran one hand over Jason's swollen belly, groaning low in his throat at the feel of the life beneath his fingers. He couldn't help himself, he found Jason to be like a narcotic; addicting and something he had to have.
"Fuck," he whispered against Jason's lips as he pulled back from the kiss only to adjust himself in his jeans, groaning as he realized he was out of room to grow in.
Jason smirked and pulled on Richard. "Sounds like a good idea to me." He placed his hand over Richard's, squeezing both his hand and the bulge in his jeans as he licked his lips.
"Unzip them," Richard asked softly as he cupped the swell of Jason's bottom in his hands.
Jason nodded, fumbling with the button and easing the zip down. He stepped back to get around the swell of his stomach, parted the denim and reached inside of Richard's jeans. He brushed the back of his hand over the swell of the hard flesh still encased in soft cotton boxers and looked up at Richard, licking his lips gently. "Going to stop us again?" he asked quietly as he stroked him through his clothes.
"Depends on what you're about to do," Richard panted, his eyes riveted on Jason's mouth. His cock was so hard he was certain he could drive nails with it and the ache was nearly unbearable.
Jason smirked, "I know what I'd like to do but you seem to think I conceived immaculately." He tuned his hand and wrapped his fingers around Richard's dick, squeezed gently then licked his lips again slowly.
"I know you didn't, but I don't want to hurt you," Richard grunted, his hips thrusting into the other man's hand. "I can only imagine how good you are going to feel... unless."
Richard looked into Jason's eyes. "Do you like to top?"
Jason blinked and looked up at Richard. "Do you think I'd be in this shape if I did?"
"I didn't know. Being pregnant doesn't automatically mean you bottom all the time," Richard said and grinned. "So... do you?"
Jason looked away from him and down at Richard's cloth covered prick. "I've only done it a few times and I don't think I'm very good at it," he murmured softly.
"Would you like to? Did you enjoy it when you did?" Richard asked, cupping Jason's chin in his hand and turning his face to kiss him slowly.
A thought came to him and he frowned. "He wouldn't let you top, would he?" he asked softly.
Jason frowned and shook his head once, "Said it wasn't worth the time it took to prepare him to take it since I was smaller than he was."
"He's missed out on a lot then," Richard murmured, kissing Jason's lips gently. "I want to feel you inside me."
Jason closed his eyes and whimpered softly, nibbling at Richard's mouth. "I'd like that but it's a bit out of the question right now." he rubbed his stomach against Richard. "I'd like to feel you though."
"No," Richard breathed, his mind looking for a logical position. "You can lie on your back and I can ride you." He, himself liked to top and bottom, liked sharing everything with a lover and found being exclusively one or the other to be boring.
Jason sucked in a breath and opened his eyes to look up at Richard, curiously. He stepped back and looked at his stomach and then back at Richard. "I hate to say this but I haven't seen my dick in two months, in fact, I can't even reach my dick to do something like that. I'd feel much better receiving right now."
Richard gave him a curious look and then shrugged. "Okay, sorry, I didn't mean to push you," he said, running his hands over Jason's arms gently.
Jason smiled at him. "No, you didn't. It's just..." He flushed and looked down. "I don't want you to be disappointed," he whispered softly. "I'm just not that long."
"Size isn't all it's cracked up to be a lot of the time Jason," Richard said carefully. He knew men affected by Fleymann's had undersized genitalia, but saw no reason that they couldn't experience all aspects of sexual intercourse. "I like the intimacy and all of that too, of knowing that part of you is inside of me."
Jason flushed again but nodded, stepping closer to Richard again. Wrapping his arms around the other man, he sighed. "I'd like that too."
"I don't think the bathroom is the best or safest place for this, do you?" Richard asked as he wrapped his arms around Jason as well and stroked his large hand's over the man's back, his erection pressing into the pregnant belly.
Jason grinned and looked up at Richard. "I've never had sex in the bathroom before."
Richard smiled thoughtfully and looked around. Their height difference would make things interesting to say the least. "What do you think will be the most comfortable for you?"
Jason looked around the bathroom and decided Richard was most likely right. "Probably the bed," he sighed.
Richard heard the resignation in Jason's voice and bit his lip. "Hang on a minute, okay?" he said as he spun the younger man around and pressed a kiss between his shoulder blades. "Let me think for a second."
Jason closed his eyes and leaned back against Richard, slightly rocking against him back and forth, to distribute his weight on his feet. He sighed, just from the comfort being close to the other man brought and wrapped his arms over his chest bringing Richard's arms with his, creating a little cocoon of warmth. "Okay, I can wait."
Richard looked around for a moment and smiled as he recalled his hard sided suitcase. "Turn me loose for a minute, I have an idea," he murmured bending down enough to nip and nuzzle at Jason's neck.
Jason groaned and let go of Richard, looking up at him. "Why do I have a feeling that our sex life is becoming something of a production?" He flushed then, mentioning that they actually had something more that what was really going on.
Richard stilled. "I'm sorry Jason, you can tell me to go hang if you want," he said as he loosed his arms from around the younger man. The last thing he had wanted was for Jason to feel... odd about things.
Jason face turned even redder. "No, I just didn't want you to think I was assuming things about us." He looked up at Richard then looked away.
"I didn't think that Jason, not at all," Richard murmured and then leaned down to lick the outer shell of the man's ear. "I just wanted to bend you over the sink here in front of the mirror and watch your face while I make love to you."
Jason shivered and groaned, reaching up to grab at Richard. "Okay! Can we do that instead?"
Chuckling, Richard carefully turned loose of the smaller man. "Let me get something sturdy for you to stand on, okay? I want you to take some towels and pad the edge of the counter good."
Jason nodded and licked his lips, nervous with anticipation and longing. He looked around the bathroom and took a deep breath before opening the cabinets and searching for towels.
Richard went into the bedroom, visually sizing up his suitcases to find the one he felt would be the safest for Jason to be standing on. Finally picking one, he carried it back into the bathroom after digging his lube out of one of his other bags as well as a condom.
Jason stood at the counter, head bent and he tried to calm himself while he waited for Richard to return. It had been almost four months since he'd had sex. He turned and looked at Richard as the man entered, arching an eyebrow at the suitcase. "You going somewhere?"
"Nope, but you're going to stand on it for me," Richard said as he gently nudged Jason to one side and reached for the thick bath mat that was on the floor.
With a wink at Jason, Richard laid the solid suitcase on the floor, butting the long side up against the counter before he laid the bathmat over it. "Give me your hand, Jason, and let me help you up here and we'll see how we're lined up."
"You have got to be joking. I'm going to crush it." Eyeing the suitcase with trepidation, Jason still placed his hand and his trust in the tall man and took a deep breath.
"No you won't, this thing is reinforced to haul my crap around the world. It's just a trunk that's been made easier to handle," Richard said, holding Jason's hand and hip. "Move around a little and see if you feel like you're going to fall."
Nodding and taking a deep breath, Jason spread his legs and bounced his weight up and down on the case then rocked back and forth. He shrugged when his platform didn't move and looked over his shoulder at Richard. "I guess that's why they call you doctor, huh?"
Richard smirked. "Nah, I'll show you in a second why they call me a doctor." He moved to embrace Jason from behind once more, smiling as he noted the mirror reflected everything from the middle of Jason's thighs to his beautiful face. With gentle hands, he cupped Jason's cock in one and splayed his fingers over the swell of the man's belly with his other.
"Jason, you define gorgeous," he said huskily as he pressed kisses and licks to the man's shoulders and back. "Look at yourself.
Jason flushed and looked up into the mirror. He could see Richard's face over his shoulder and the man's hand on his stomach. He felt more than saw the hot hand wrapped around his prick and he moaned softly. "Am not," he murmured and laid one hand over Richard's as he rocked his hips forward. "I look like I swallowed a watermelon or two."
The hand Richard had on Jason's belly was moved lower to gently lift it up so they could both see Jason's cock and balls being handled in the mirror. "I want this." Richard gave the small length a gentle squeeze as he stroked it. "I want this in me. There is nothing wrong with your cock Jason, nothing."
Jason bit his lip as he watched Richard's fingers glide over his prick. He held on to Richard's hand tightly as his weight shifted, his stomach lifted and he got a look at his cock. Groaning, he thrust into the motions, wanting to close his eyes and give into the sensations but unable to look away from the other man's mirror image. "I want that too," he panted softly. "But will you fuck me now?"
"With pleasure," Richard murmured, reluctantly sliding his hand away from Jason's ripe belly, letting it trail over the younger man's hip and thigh as he pressed kisses along the side of his throat.
"How long has it been?" he asked softly, hot breath ghosting over Jason's ear, needing to know if the younger man was going to be able to handle this. Richard pressed up against the other man's back. Now that Jason was standing eight inches higher, Richard's cock was sliding between the man's ass cheeks, dripping precome spreading over the pale skin.
Jason whined and rocked back on Richard's prick, regretting the loss of the sturdy hand on his stomach. He bit his lip and looked down. "Four months," he whispered softly.
"Let me make the wait worth it," Richard smiled, kissing his way down Jason's back until he was crouching behind the young man, eye level with his beautiful rounded bottom. "Lean forward and put your hand on the counter. Tell me when you are comfortable."
Reaching back to his pocket, Richard withdrew his wand and cast a silent cleansing charm over Jason's nether regions.
Jason felt the magic tingle over his body and took a deep breath. Spreading his legs slightly, he gripped the towel on the counter and leaned forward, bowing his head some. "All right, I'm ready."
Richard smiled at the bounty that was in front of him, putting his hands on Jason's hips to steady him before pressing a kiss to his tailbone. "Spread your legs wider for me," he murmured, pressing kisses to each cheek as he waited.
"Wider?" Jason asked and wiggled his feet. "How much more room do I have?" he asked a bit nervous.
"You've got about a foot on each side. I'm not going to let you fall Jason," Richard said softly, brought out of his lust momentarily by the note of unease in Jason's voice. "Just spread your legs about six inches or so. I've got you."
"I trust you," Jason whispered softly and worked his feet out to what he thought was the right amount. He looked up and reached back to Richard, trying to touch him.
Richard reached up and took Jason's hand. "Relax Jason, just relax and enjoy this," he murmured before he moved his hand from the other man's, using both of his to gently hold Jason's ass cheeks apart as he eyed his prize. Smiling, he let his eyes drift a little lower and noted the small indention that would become the birth canal in later months.
Leaning in, he placed a gentle sucking kiss over the indention, laving the sensitive area behind Jason's testes with his tongue.
"Oh!" Jason sucked in a breath and clenched his fists in the towel on the counter, bowing his head as he felt Richard's tongue touch him. Todd had never touched him there and although the area had always been sensitive, now it seemed as if it was even more so and his body shivered all over, almost uncontrollably. He moaned, low and deep in his chest then cut the needy sound out immediately. "Wha... what are you doing down there?"
"Does it feel good?" Richard asked pulling back for a moment before pressing his face back and nibbling at the tops of Jason's inner thighs. "If you don't like it, tell me."
Jason blew out a breath as Richard gently bit on his thighs. Merlin, did the man want him to think while he was doing that? "Um... it was different. No one's ever licked me there before." He bit his lip and fisted the towel tightly. "Do it again," he requested softly.
Richard chuckled quietly, his breath huffing out over the sensitive skin of Jason's scrotum before he moved just a hair and began to tongue and lap at the indention once more, intent on driving Jason mad.
Jason banged his fist on the counter, rattling the bottles and other items, knocking over a few as well. "Oh my gods," he whispered hoarsely. He shifted his feet again, trying to spread his legs wider for the other man. "Don't stop, please don't stop." he begged softly, not caring how he sounded.
One hand on Jason's hip, Richard moved his other hand up between the younger man's legs, wrapping his fingers around the small cock as he redoubled his efforts.
Jason yelped when Richard's hand closed around his cock and he thrust forward, his stomach bumping the counter. Snarling, he started to move back on the suitcase then stopped. Panting, he lifted his head and looked down at Richard, "Wait, stop for a moment. How close am I to the back edge?"
Richard pulled away and looked down. "You have almost a foot, don't worry, I'm not going to let anything happen to you. How's your belly?" he asked as he reached around and rubbed where he could.
Jason moaned and leaned into the hand on his stomach. Easing back some, he braced against the counter again one hand over Richard's holding it tightly. "All right, that's better." he rubbed the long fingers, tracing the almost soft hands with his own rough calloused ones.
"Are you okay?" Richard asked, pressing a kiss to Jason's hip as he peered around him and just glimpsed the top of his head in the mirror. "Do we need to move?"
Jason let go of the counter and reached down, running a hand through Richard's hair. He caressed the side of his face, scratching the small bit of stubble on his cheek and smiling at him. "I'm fine, horny as hell and want your prick in me so deep. That's the only way I want us to move."
Richard laughed, small wrinkles creasing around his eyes and corners of his mouth, proof of the years he'd spent under the hot Texas sun. "I can't wait to feel how tight you are, but I'm not finished eating yet."
Jason snorted and shook his head. "The buffet isn't closing anytime soon but I'll warn you, you keep feasting for too much longer and the doc is going to have a new color shade on his cabinets." Leaning down some, Jason tried to kiss him. "Please."
Laughing harder, Richard stood up a little and pressed his mouth to Jason's. "That's alright, I'll lick it up," he said huskily before going back to his knees and diving back in again, letting his tongue drag over the tiny pucker before laving the indentation once more.
Jason jumped and groaned, pressed down on to Richard's face as he was licked, his fists clenched tightly in the towel on the counter. "Feels so good," he murmured and moaned, his toes curling on the hard surface on the suitcase.
"What do you think about me making love to you here... in time?" Richard asked, a little breathless as he pulled back and got ready to begin on Jason's tiny pucker.
Taking a deep breath, Jason looked over his shoulder. "It sounds like a really good idea... how much time are we talking about here? Within the next five minutes yes?" he demanded, pushing his bottom back out towards the other man. As much as he loved what Richard was doing to him, the other man was still almost fully clothed and he'd yet to really touch him and he really, really wanted to.
Richard paused for a moment and looked up at Jason's tense shoulders. "I'm sorry, I didn't even ask if you liked to be rimmed Jason," he said as he stood back up and reached for the lube, slicking his fingers before he began to toy with the other man's hole.
"Richard..." Jason began then moaned as he felt the fingers glide over his hole. He dropped his head, panting and pushing back against the digits, groaning as they teased him. Licking his lips, he began to relax at the familiar sensations and babbled slightly. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to rush. It's just no one's ever taken so much time and done that before," he whispered softly.
"You've never had anyone eat you out before?" Richard asked, shaking his head. How could anyone not want to bury their face in that luscious ass that Jason had? He sank one finger into the younger man up to his knuckle and waited.
Jason sighed as he felt Richard's finger enter him, squeezing his muscles tight around the digit. "No, Todd said it was dirty but he sure as hell didn't mind it when I did it to him," he groaned and rested his forehead on the counter, pushing his bottom out for the other man and holding on to his stomach. "More, please!"
"Todd's a moron," Richard breathed, rubbing one hand over Jason's back, trying to relax him as he pushed his finger in deeper and began to move it around gently. "Merlin, you are tight Jason, so fucking tight."
Jason relaxed, moving against Richard and moaning. "Feels good though?" he asked quietly. "Cause that feels really good to me." Todd had never talked to him to see what he'd liked, always shushing him when he'd tried to find out if something was working for the other man.
"You feel so, so, so good Jason, going to be so tight around my cock," Richard murmured, looking down at where his finger was joined with the other man's body. "I can feel you relaxing now. Are you ready for more?"
"You're going to stretch me more?"
"Huh? Of course Jason, I don't want you to hurt. I want you to enjoy it," Richard said, bending over the other man and kissing his back softly. "Let me know when you are ready for more."
Jason bit his lip and rubbed his head along the towel, arching his back into Richard's mouth. He drew in a breath and let it out slowly, "Um...okay, go ahead. Will you use more lube, I think I'm ready."
"Of course Jason. If it feels like too much, tell me, okay?" Richard said as he felt Jason tensing up once more. Without withdrawing his finger, he squirted more lube on his other fingers and began to gently insert a second finger, carefully stretching Jason as he went.
"Do you like your prostate touched or is it too much for you?" he asked as he worked his second finger in up to the knuckle, taking his time with the act.
Jason tried to relax into the touches, knowing that Richard wasn't going to hurt him. He sighed and moved his feet, pushing back onto the invading fingers, moaning softly. "Not certain," he murmured. "Todd never went out of his way to find it but the couple of times he did, it felt okay." It felt kinda strange and clinical talking about his former lover like this and not quite a painful as he would have thought. "You can go a little faster though; you aren't going to hurt me too badly."
Richard made a face as he heard the other man speak. "That's just it Jason, I don't want to hurt you at all," he said softly. "If it hurts, I want to know. Do you need more lube?" He was determined to make his young lover's body sing.
Jason shrugged, "Can if you like. It feels good when there's a little burn. I'm used to it." He looked up at Richard. "Am I talking too much?"
"No baby, not talking too much at all. I want you to talk," Richard said, hoping to encourage the younger man to open up more. "Was Todd your first?"
Jason smiled at him and shook his head. "Not unless you count fumblings in the dark in the haystacks in Widow Farnsworth's fields or under the bleachers after football games." He chuckled and relaxed a bit more, the entire situation somewhat silly with Richard's fingers up his ass and him talking about past trysts. "But I guess Todd was the first lover that knew what he was doing that I had."
"We'll see about that, now won't we?" Richard said as he gave Jason a grin. While they'd been talking, he'd managed to work his fingers in nice and deep and now began to slowly thrust them in and out. "How much burn is there?"
Jason blinked and pushed back on Richard's hand, feeling the fingers glide in and out of him easily. He clenched his muscles around then and looked at Richard. "How many are in me? It doesn't hurt at all."
"Two at the moment," Richard said as he sought out and then found the small bump inside Jason. "How's this baby?"
He gently began to massage the pregnant man's prostate with two fingers as he reached around and toyed with Jason's nipples.
Jason jumped as sparks flashed in front of his eyes. He groaned and growled low in his throat a guttural sound then yelped as his nipples were stimulated as well. Closing his eyes, he rocked back and forth in time with Richard's hand, "Oh, oh, oh..."
He felt his balls tighten and he swallowed. "Gonna come you keep doing that. Want you in before that happens."
Taking his hand from Jason's nipples, Richard quickly shoved his jeans down and reached for the lube, slicking up his cock and the fingers of his other hand again. "Let me get you ready."
Richard bit his lip, looking down and concentrating as he worked a third finger into Jason, groaning at the sight of the man's ass stretching over his knuckles. "Fuck you are beautiful."
Jason, ready to explode from all the preparation, just moaned, pushing back as he felt another finger ease into him. "I know what I look like, fuck me already. Please!" He squeezed his muscles tight around Richard's fingers. "I'm going to do that to your dick. Want you to slide your big prick into me and fuck me now," he panted harshly.
Needing no further reassurance that Jason was well and truly prepared, Richard withdrew his fingers and pushed the mushroomed head of his prick against the slack opening. "Easy now," he breathed as he held onto Jason's hips and carefully nudged his way past the first ring of muscle.
Jason whimpered as he felt Richard's fingers leave him but bit his lip, waiting for the pain when the blunt head of his prick pressed into him. He sighed and relaxed when it glided in, moaning as he stretched easily. "Oh gods yes," he murmured and pushed back, placing one hand over the hand on his hip. "Please Richard," he begged softly.
"Did I hurt you?" Richard asked as he held still, ready to pull out.
"No," Jason shook his head and tried to push back on him. "No, keep going please. Want you to."
Nodding, Richard surged forward slowly, groaning at the heat and tightness of Jason's body around him. "Merlin," he whispered, feeling his own balls clenching. "I want to tear your ass up."
Jason nodded, twining his fingers with Richard's. "Please, please!" he begged hurriedly, tightening and relaxing the muscles around the large prick in his ass. He moaned, licking his lips and braced one hand on the counter and steadied his feet on the suitcase. "I'm ready."
Richard pulled back out and then plunged into Jason again, making sure to angle his hips to rub over the small gland repeatedly. "Talk to me Jason," he growled, as he began to thrust in and out of the smaller man in measured, deep strokes.
Jason's eyes rolled up in their sockets as Richard's prick moved in and out of him. He barely had the coherency to remember to move with the other man let alone form words and he wanted him to talk? Licking his lips and clenching his fist into the towel, Jason growled and pushed back toward Richard, "Rich... feelsss soo goood." He hung his head, letting his body do the talking as he tightened his fingers around Richard's hand as well. "Ohhhh..."
"Want to feel you come Jason, feel you squeeze me so tight," Richard murmured as he arched his back and pushed in harder, looking down between them at where their bodies were joined. "Will you come for me Jason?"
Breath hitching, Jason nodded and tossed his head back. The talking and preparation combined with the wait and Richard's entreaty took its toll, his orgasm pulling his body taut with release. His hoarse shout echoed in the bathroom as his seed spilled out of him, splashing up onto the towel over the counter. "Oh gods, oh gods. Thank you."
Crying out along with Jason, Richard fought to maintain control as he powered the small man through the spasms, his cock massaging his prostate continuously. Sweat had broken on his brow as he realized he couldn't hold out any longer.
"Quick Jason, come in you or on you? I forgot the goddamned condom!" Richard swore as every muscle in his body tensed.
"In me, in me," Jason murmured over and over as he rocked on Richard's prick, reaching out to grab the counter with his other hand. "Please Richard!" he squeezed his muscles tightly around the other man waiting to feel the hot rush of semen filling him.
Bending his body low over Jason's, Richard clenched his eyes shut, his face a grimace as he growled out his orgasm. "So fucking deep... tight... fuck," he swore again and again as his hips thrust erratically.
Jason gasped as he felt the heat and sighed, his entire body relaxing almost immediately as Richard came. His legs shook and he clutched the counter top resting his head on it, panting and breathing in the musky scent of the two of them and the heady scent of sex that filled the small room. "Wow," he murmured softly as Richard's thrusts began to slow.
Richard opened his eyes and groaned softly. "Let me get off of you. I'm too big to be smashing you down like this," he said as he stroked Jason's back, willing his body to respond to his commands and behave. He smiled as he realized Jason's body seemed to have sampled and liked him.
Jason smiled, arching his back into the touch. "Hmm. Maybe you were right." He tried to lift his feet off the suitcase but it felt like someone had glued them to the hard plastic case. "Just leave me here, I might be able to move in a few days."
"No, just stay still for a second and I'll get you down. I don't want you to even try it, okay?" Richard said as he carefully pulled out of Jason's body and then lifted himself off of the younger man. Stepping back, he looked carefully between Jason legs for any sign of blood. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"
Jason groaned at the loss of contact and eased himself up off the counter. Looking over his shoulder at Richard, he carefully straightened back up, pulling his legs in until he felt somewhat steadier. Slowly he turned to face Richard, his entire body shook with well used pleasure. He sighed, holding out a hand to the other man, wanting to be close to him once more. "Merlin, no. That was the best sex I've ever had." His face flushed even redder and he looked down, feeling the aftermath running down his thighs. "I'll definitely need that bath now, because I don't know how much longer I can stand."
Richard gave him an easy grin as he took his arm. "Here, you sit down and I'll run your bath," he said as he helped Jason off of the suitcase and then to sit on the closed toilet seat.
Jason sighed and pulled Richard down to him, kissing him firmly on the mouth, then slowly gentled the kiss. "Will you join me or at least stay with me?" He didn't like how needy he was sounding but he couldn't help it. He just felt safe with the other man, safer than he ever had with Todd. He ran a hand through Richard's grey hair and down the back of his neck.
Richard grinned once more. "I thought I was applying for the honor of washing your back."
Jason chuckled. "I think you've earned the position and so shall be rewarded with something extra."
Richard ran Jason's bath, a pleased smile on his face at the knowledge that he'd given the younger man the best experience in his life according to Jason. He turned to the other man and rubbed his hand along his thigh. "You are truly amazing Jason Summers."