Ty Solomon (shadowbadge) wrote in shadows_rpg, @ 2018-06-03 16:39:00 |
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Entry tags: | #october 2017, jared, jared x ty, ty |
Who: Jared and Ty
When: Friday, Oct 27, evening
Where: Jared's place
Warning: NSFW
Status: Complete
This week had been hard on everyone and Jared was feeling fed up by Friday. The hope they'd ever find that little girl was gone and his mood had shifted from sad to angry about the whole thing. He was intensely relieved he wasn't on shift for the gala nonsense. All he wanted to do right now was spend time with his man, maybe get shit faced, start a fire while the weather was still good, try to forget all the bullshit for a few hours. Maybe Grady knew how burned out his men were and how badly they needed the break, whatever the reason, he gave Ty and Jared the night off at the same time.
Jared sat in the changing room at the station and waited for Ty to return from his patrol. They could ride back together, he thought. He didn't feel like spending more time alone. A couple of the reserve deputies came and went and every time the door opened he glanced up from his phone, hoping it was Ty. Eventually he started feeling stupid for waiting and was about ready to just go when the door opened again and relief washed over him. "Hey," he murmured, giving Ty a crooked smile. "You ready to bounce?"
It had been another long day with no leads on the Lucas girl. The searches were winding down, because they were just treading the same ground with nothing to show for it. Grady had had Ty look into a few leads, but he’d come away empty-handed. It was frustrating and disheartening to go back to business as usual. But patrols had to be done, traffic accidents had to be dealt with, petty crime had to be written up. It at least made the time pass.
Ty was a little surprised but not to see Jared waiting for him in the locker room. They’d texted to make vague plans for the night -- like they did anything other than spend time with each other these days -- it was just the location that made Ty smile a bit, like Jared had been waiting to pounce him. “Hey,” he said with a little smile back. “Yeah, gimme just a sec.” He walked to his locker and spun in the combination so he could grab a few things.
Jared stood up slowly, stretching until something cracked in his back in a way that was weirdly satisfying. He moseyed over to Ty, resting his hand on the small of his back and sneaking a little kiss on the side of his head. "Did you eat already?" he murmured, stepping back enough to give Ty space to maneuver though he kept his hand right where it was. He needed that little connection right now, still feeling strange and restless.
It was affection they probably weren’t supposed to display at work, but hey, they were off the clock now. It would make Ty smile either way, and that was what he did as he gathered up the dirty uniforms in the bottom of his locker and stuffed them into his duffel bag. He needed to make a run to the dry cleaner. The hand against his back was a welcome touch, for sure. “Nah, not yet,” he said, glancing over at Jared. “You wanna stop somewhere? Order in?”
"Let's grab something on the way," Jared replied. He needed to eat, even if he didn't particularly want to. He felt more like dragging Ty somewhere where they could be alone and let himself be distracted. "My place or yours?" He still felt like making a fire but staring into fire tended to make a man think and that was probably the last thing he needed right now.
That sounded agreeable to Ty. He shrugged a shoulder as he started to unbutton his uniform shirt to strip it off. “Either one works for me,” he said, not really caring about that either. It didn’t matter where they were, just that they were together. “Yours? We been at mine for a minute.” Getting comfortable at Jared’s place had taken a surprisingly short time for him. Love would do that to a person, he supposed.
"I don't care," Jared muttered and leaned in closer. They were alone in that room but he still felt like he needed to lower his voice a lot. "I just want to take you home and fuck you stupid," he told Ty though it sounded more tired than needy at the moment. "Or vice versa, I just need to not think for a while." If Ty wasn't in the mood Jared guessed he could just sleep instead, it wasn't like he wasn't exhausted after this week, but the fucking part definitely sounded better.
Ty’s brows lifted and he looked over with a lopsided grin. Well that was enough to make a guy tingle after a long day, wasn’t it? Jared’s tone wasn’t really into it, but Ty knew they could get there once they were home and settled. They hadn’t been fucking as much this week with everything going on, and a nice Friday night lay sounded pretty damn good to him too. “Think we can manage that,” he murmured back, and pressed a soft kiss to Jared’s lips. Ty nudged his locker closed, stuffed his shirt into his bag and zipped it up. “You get beer or a bottle of somethin’, I’ll grab food, we’ll go to your place,” he decided for them, since Jared seemed to need him to.
"Yes sir," Jared murmured in a way that should have been accompanied by a salute but his hand was busy patting Ty's ass lightly before he stepped back to head out. A small selfish part of him was frustrated that they couldn't be dorks together, buy some silly costumes and just get wasted this weekend but crazy sex, good food and alcohol might just make up for it for now. "I'm in the mood for burgers," he said over his shoulders. "Or something with meat in it."
Ty gave a laugh as he followed his boyfriend out of the locker room. “Like I would ever try to feed your big ass vegetarian,” he teased, amused. Burgers it would be, then. “I’m in the mood for something strong, in that case.” If they were going to get drunk and fuck, they might as well do it right. He knew from experience that beer didn’t do much for Jared, and his own tolerance for it was pretty high, so liquor might do them some good.
Jared made a show of looking over his shoulder with a startled look on his face, trying to look at his butt. "Big ass?" he asked and pouted back at Ty before grinning and piping up since they were about to pass some coworkers. He waved them goodbye and bid them good night and all those polite things before holding the door to the outside open for Ty. "You better watch your mouth, boy," he drawled quietly, his eyes sparkling with a bit of mischief.
He’d meant Jared’s body as a whole was big, not just his ass, but Ty just grinned and said goodbye to their colleagues as they went by. He sauntered through the door as Jared held it, tossing him a cheeky smirky glance. “Yeah?” he murmured. “You gonna do somethin’ about it?” He’d felt kind of beaten down and tired all day, but just being around Jared had seemed to perk him right up. Ty slung his bag over his shoulder and glanced back at Jared as they walked into the parking lot.
Jared was well aware his ass wasn't big and that Ty hadn't meant it like that but he desperately needed something frivolous to joke about since he couldn't fuck Ty for another hour or so. He gave Ty a warning glare when he turned to look at him but it more amused than threatening, then he nodded slowly to himself. "Don't underestimate my big ass," he muttered. "You'll get what's coming for you."
“Promises, promises,” Ty teased back, flashing him another grin as he pulled his keys out of his pocket. He blew Jared a kiss as he veered off toward his car. “Something strong,” he called as a reminder. Not that Jared needed one, but he just wanted to throw a sassy parting shot before he got into his vehicle. Getting food would probably take longer than getting booze, so he hoped Jared was ready for him with a drink once he got there.
Jared felt like making some stupid joke about muscle, like flexing at him or something, but Ty was already getting in the car and it just seemed like too much of an effort. He got in the car too and honked at Ty before leaving the parking lot. Something strong, he definitely felt like something strong too, it was the night for it.
He got to his place before Ty did which was to be expected. Food generally took longer than booze. It was perfect though since he still hadn't gotten around to making a spare key for Ty this week. He kept remembering when it was too late in the night and he was too tired but that was pretty typical for everything this week. He put the bottles of booze on the kitchen table and decided that he was too tired for outdoorsy shit right now. He'd rather just stay inside with his man, food and drink.
Ty went to Moxie’s to get them good burgers, ending up sitting around and chatting with the girl behind the counter for a bit while he waited. He was itchy to get to Jared’s though, so he didn’t linger once the food was ready, paying up and heading out. He drove to Seaview with the windows down and the radio up. He pulled up to Jared’s place in an even better mood, and headed right inside since the door wasn’t locked. Ty had already predicted a key was in his future as soon as they had a bit more of a break.
Jared met him in the hallway and pulled him into an immediate hug, glad to have him away from everyone else and all to himself. "I bought a lot of strong drinks," he murmured as he breathed him in and pressed a firm kiss to the side of his head. "Let's get wasted." He smiled faintly but didn't let go just yet, like he needed to cling to Ty's energy to recharge his own.
Ty hugged him back with the arm that wasn’t holding their food bag, closing his eyes and smiling softly at how good that strong embrace felt. Solid and secure and all his, and he just fucking loved it. “You’re the best,” he murmured as a thanks, giving Jared a firmer squeeze. Ty planted a kiss against his collarbone, then let his hand slide down to pat his ass before he started to pull away so they could really begin their evening. He was starving and thirsty for booze and he had to piss.
Jared was fine with not clinging for too long so he let Ty go, grinning a bit at that ass-pat. "Where do you want to eat? Living room?" It was the kind of question that answered itself since that's where he wanted to eat as soon as he asked. "I'll bring the booze and some plates. You wanna drink something else while we eat?" It felt so domestic it just brought up that longing in him again to move in with Ty. Hell, he was looking for another place anyway so... No.
“Nah, liquor is fine. Living room,” Ty confirmed. It was more comfortable, especially for when their bellies were full and they were ready to kick back and really relax. He headed that way and set the food bag down on the coffee table, then stripped his jacket off to hang up and got out of his boots. “Be right back,” he murmured then, hurrying off to the bathroom to take care of his bladder and wash his hands. He enjoyed the relaxed domesticity of it all too; Ty had adapted to spending so much time with someone much quicker than he would’ve thought. Any night they spent apart felt lonely now.
Jared brought everything they needed in two trips and was sitting comfortably by the time Ty came back from the bathroom, already chowing down on his burger. It was delicious and worth the wait and as soon as he'd started eating he'd realized how hungry he was. That was definitely a good thing, it meant he was starting to compartmentalize the way he should, to focus on his own life instead of lingering in the tragedy of others. He still felt bad, it just wasn't as soul crushing as it had been a couple of days ago. He smiled at Ty when he returned and needlessly moved a little as if to make space when he sat down. It just felt right to shift a bit, re-settle in with another body there. "So good," he murmured with his mouth full.
It made Ty grin to see Jared already eating. He hadn’t expected him to wait or anything, considering how hungry he knew they both were, but it was just another nice sign of how comfortable they were with one another. Ty plopped down on the couch next to him and pulled his own food closer. He picked up the drink Jared made him first to take a nice burning sip of it and hummed his approval. The food would slow down getting drunk, but that was okay, he probably needed to pace himself anyway, if Jared was going to fuck the hell out of him as promised. Ty dug into his own burger and fries next, grunting his own approval.
Jared's hands were relatively clean since the burger was wrapped up and even if they weren't he wasn't going to pass up the chance to touch Ty. He reached over and set his hand against his back, giving him a warm little smile before withdrawing again to continue eating. "We seriously need to get Grady to let us take a patrol together here and there," he muttered. "This is getting depressing." He sounded lighthearted about it but honestly he wasn't. It wasn't healthy to spend all their time together but considering how much they were working a couple of hours here and there wouldn't hurt either.
The touch was nice, and Ty glanced over with a warm look in return as he continued to stuff his face. Ty huffed an agreeable noise as he chewed. “Yeah, it sucks,” he agreed once his mouth was clear. He tipped the beer up for another swig. He missed patrolling with Jared; even before they got together, he’d always enjoyed being in Jared’s company, and they’d made great partners. “Maybe when we’re not stretched so thin ...” Ty left it at that, because he knew that would mean the searches for the little girl were over, and he didn’t want to bring that up directly. “He’ll relax,” he added in a murmur.
"We're always gonna be stretched thin," Jared muttered before realizing how insanely pessimistic that sounded. Or realistic, maybe. They had their good days here and there but so many times they just felt understaffed and overworked. "Sorry, no more talk about work," he murmured and took another bite of his burger. They had the night off, he needed to leave all of it behind for those precious few hours for his sanity's sake.
It did sound pretty negative, but Ty knew exactly where he was coming from. Their force was too small for the weight of this town, even if it didn’t look like it on the surface. That was pretty much the only place the people in charge of the funding looked. But things had to get better sometime, didn’t they? He leaned over to gently bump their shoulders together. “No work talk,” he agreed. That didn’t really feel sufficient though. Ty wiped his mouth, then leaned in to kiss the side of Jared’s neck. “I miss you too, though,” he murmured with a brief nuzzle.
Jared made a content little growling sound in the back of his throat at that kiss and when Ty pulled back he shot him a sidelong glance complete with a lazy little smile. "I expect you to take full advantage of having me tonight then," he teased and leaned in to press his arm against Ty even if it was only for a few seconds. They could cuddle properly when they were done eating. It was hard to find something to talk about when his whole life had been revolving around work these past days so he didn't try to force it. "You wanna watch something?" he asked instead, still lingering close to Ty so he leaned in to rub his nose against his shoulder.
“Oh I plan on it,” Ty shot back with a grin. He grunted an affirmative sound and reached for the remote. Chowing down and having a few more drinks while they lounged and relaxed sounded pretty perfect to him. He flipped until they found something light and funny to watch on TV, and Ty settled into the happy domestic feeling of just spending chill time with his man. Once they were done eating, he cleared all the trash and brought one of the liquor bottles back to the coffee table to refill their glasses. He settled in comfortably with Jared, their feet up on the table, Ty’s head on his shoulder except when he lifted it to sip, content while they slowly got drunk.
It took a lot to get Jared drunk so he definitely took his time and enjoyed the journey rather than rushing to the goal. It was such a good and much needed feeling, that heat slowly rising in his neck and Ty's closeness making him feel even warmer still. The show they ended up watching was funny without being too engaging so he got a few laughs, also desperately needed at this point, as they went through a few episodes. "One more?" he murmured as the third one ended. Each episode was short and Jared thought twenty-five minutes more could be nice for a drink or two.
Ty could definitely hold his liquor, but he was a bit of a lighter weight than Jared, so he was feeling very pleasantly buzzy and lightheaded by that time. Relaxed and warm and happy. “One more,” he agreed, tilting his face up to nuzzle at Jared’s neck. This was so much better than getting drunk at some stupid club. Though he did love to dance. “We need to go dancing,” he murmured into Jared’s skin, then huffed a little laugh before he gave him a gentle bite. Ty backed off then, because if he kept on they definitely would not be watching another episode. He leaned and reached for the bottle to top their glasses off again.
That was true, they'd never been out dancing together, not that they'd had much time since coming out but still, it felt like a travesty at the moment. "I'll go out dancing with you anytime," Jared murmured as he skipped the credits and put the remote back down. He took his drink, then settled back against Ty, more interested in nuzzling his neck than he really was in watching the show. "I'll do the Tush Push and the Hustle," he snickered against Ty's ear, amused because he knew that was definitely not the kind of dancing Ty was talking about.
It had been such a random thought, Ty was pleased that Jared just rolled with it. And nuzzled his neck back. He tilted his head and tittered. “You’re sooooo white,” Ty accused lovingly, lifting his glass to his lips again. “You’re pretty good at pushin’ tush though.” Cheesy, but whatever. It was true. He ran his free hand down the inside of Jared’s thigh, enjoying the way the warmth in his body got a bit more tingly with Jared’s breath in his ear. His eyes were on the TV, but he wasn’t really registering what was happening. Ty was okay with that.
'Pushing tush' made Jared laugh probably more than it would have if he was all the way sober and he kissed Ty's neck even as he tittered. "Why thank you," he murmured happily though his amusement was quickly giving way for different feelings as Ty's hand rested against his inner thigh like that. It wasn't even that close to his dick but it could be and that was what counted. "I'm pretty selective about what tush I push though."
“Mmhmm, good,” Ty hummed, taking another sip from his glass. Jared’s lips on his neck were making his groin feel warmer and fuller. He should’ve changed pants before they’d really settled in, his uniform pants weren’t terribly forgiving. “I wanna be the only tush on your mind.” Ty gave a soft titter of his own. Maybe it was a weird thing for him to really appreciate, considering what a manwhore he’d been before getting together with Jared, but so far Ty was very much enjoying this whole monogamy thing. He had zero interest in anyone else, and he didn’t want Jared to either.
"I don't know if you'll like this or not," Jared drawled. "But you are not a tush. The more I say tush the less it sounds like a real word... Tush. Tush." He laughed and rubbed his nose against Ty's cheek. "Yours is the only ass on my mind though, which is good 'cause I barely have time to think about anything else as it is. It takes up a lot of space for an ass that's not that big."
Ty grinned, his cheek bunching against Jared’s nose, and he gave him a little side-headbutt. Maybe Grady keeping them apart during work did make sense, because he just wanted to be this affectionate all the fucking time. It felt so good. “It’s just that fine,” he explained reasonably, snickering again. Ty pulled away enough to turn his head and press a kiss against Jared’s lips. “Same, though,” he murmured. “Only yours.”
Jared hummed his agreement that yes, Ty's ass was fine indeed but then he just felt like melting when Ty said he felt the same way. It wasn't a surprise as such but it did things to him that made him feel like he was floating more so than the alcohol did. "Assopoly," he said with a grin before kissing Ty again. He didn't really feel drunk yet but he was buzzed and that was something, it was certainly enough. "So about that plan for the night," he murmured. "If you wanna switch it up I'm game, someone's getting fucked though."
That put a little flutter in Ty’s stomach, and he made an intrigued sound. As much as he enjoyed bottoming for Jared, slipping his cock into a hot body was a unique pleasure and not one Jared was always in the mood to give him. It felt like an opportunity he should accept whenever it came around. “So you wanna get fucked stupid?” he murmured, grinning close to Jared’s lips. He’d liked the phrasing from earlier. “I think I can manage that. But I’m game either way.” Or they could even do both, if Jared could hold out while Ty fucked him. They could switch. Or wrestle for it. He didn’t care as long as there was nakedness and mouths and hands and cocks involved.
"Fucking stupid either way," Jared said with a little snicker. That one time Ty had fucked him had been intense and maybe he needed that tonight; to just let go of himself and not think for a while. Fucking Ty had a similar effect so he wasn't fussed about it, he just wanted sex and lots of it. Ty's words didn't change his mind on that, his voice always turned Jared on, especially when it got deeper with arousal.
Ty just grinned, gave another hum, and then kissed Jared again. He lingered in it this time, sliding his hand further up Jared’s thigh as he slipped his tongue past his lips. Whichever they ended up doing, it was going to be good. Ty pulled back and downed the rest of the liquor in his glass, then stood up. He snagged Jared’s hand to pull him along with him as he started toward the back. “C’mon, let’s get clean,” he murmured warmly. “We got lots to do. Grab the bottle.”
That touch sent a pleasant heat rushing through Jared's body and straight to his crotch and he echoed Ty's hum contently as he got up. "Bottle grabbed," he announced as he picked up the bottle and followed Ty out of the living room. "Damn but that is a fine ass," he murmured and whistled through his teeth as he eyed Ty's ass. Maybe he'd fuck him instead, god he wanted everything tonight and couldn't decide. That was a good sign that he was feeling a little more drunk than he'd thought he was.
Luckily, firm decisions weren’t essential yet. Ty wasn’t going to turn his nose up at any sex Jared wanted to have, he knew it would feel amazing either way. And both of them needed to get out of their heads for a while. Hours, if they could last that long. With the right balance of alcohol in his blood, Ty thought he could. He escorted Jared and their liquor through the bedroom and into the master bath, feeling happily warm and horny now. He liberated the bottle from Jared’s hand, took a quick nip, then set it down to start undressing his boyfriend. Ty pushed Jared’s shirt up with both hands, rising up on his toes to kiss him again before he pulled back to get it all the way off. “I missed you,” he murmured with a little grin. They hadn’t exactly been apart except for work, but Jared would know what he meant.
Jared knew exactly what he meant and as soon as his own shirt was off he pulled on Ty's shirt to get that out of the way too. What he really needed right at that moment was a tight skin-to-skin hug and that's what he went for as soon as he was able. It always felt so good to hold Ty and not just sexually although that was a pretty big factor at that moment. "Missed you too," he murmured, ducking down to nuzzle Ty's neck as he loosened his grip on him to run his hands over his back. "We should just get filthy and then shower," he chuckled against his skin before nibbling lightly.
Ty closed his eyes while they clung to one another for a moment, feeling like he needed that firm embrace more than he’d known. He chuckled too and shook his head, sneaking his hands between them to start pulling Jared’s belt and pants apart. “After that long a shift? Not with what I got in mind for you,” he murmured. He got Jared’s fly undone and started pushing at the waistbands of it and his boxer briefs to get them down. “I need you clean before I get you filthy.” Ty pulled back enough to flash him a little grin. He might have been drunk, but he wasn’t rimming-unwashed-ass drunk.
"So many showers," Jared sighed as if it was a chore. He helped get the rest of his clothes off, kicking the jeans off and tugging his socks off. "We could just fuck in here," he added with a glance at the shower even if common sense still told him it'd be tricky and couldn't last as long thanks to the water going cold eventually. Things really should be more like fantasies in real life. "Get those off," he murmured rather than strain himself thinking about it, his hands finding Ty's belt to deftly get it undone.
He had to laugh a little as he helped with the process of getting his uniform pants undone and pushed down. “Somebody’s impatient,” Ty teased. “Bossy.” He was feeling much the same himself, honestly, but he knew it would be worth the wait to have a quick scrub-down. And sex was always so much better in a bed than in a shower. The best they could do in there was suck each other off, and Ty wanted more than that tonight. Once they were both naked, Ty went to turn the shower on, giving Jared’s ass a smack as he went.
Jared made sure they had towels within reach, then joined Ty in the shower, still trying to figure out what exactly it was that he wanted to do. He ended up deciding to leave it up to Ty but all decisions could wait until they were in bed. What couldn't wait was touching and he interrupted Ty's cleaning up a bit by wrapping his arms around him and rubbing his nose against his head. They somehow managed to get clean despite his clinginess and he pulled Ty closer when they stepped out of the shower again, kissing him deeply.
Ty was all about some shower groping, so he didn’t mind the interruptions in the slightest. He even washed a few intimate places for Jared himself, enjoying touching him back just as much. The kiss was equally welcome, and Ty ran his hands up the graceful curve of Jared’s wet back before he reached for a towel to start helping dry him off. He aimed a wicked little grin at him, feeling nice and floaty and overheated in the best kind of way. Once they were both dried off, he snagged Jared’s hand to lead him out into the bedroom, apparently intent on dragging his man around everywhere tonight. Once they were close to the bed, Ty pulled him in close again for another of those hot kisses.
Jared grabbed the bottle on their way out, happily letting Ty lead the way. Once in the bedroom he leaned happily into the kiss, wrapping his free arm around Ty's chest to pull him in close, a deep and content hum escaping his throat. He had a lot of mixed feelings right now, thankfully all of them good, arousal and excitement thrummed through his muscles but there was something softer there too, gratitude for having his man there to distract him from the weight of everything and a warm flow of love right in his core.
Ty was feeling much the same, and even though they’d been doing this for a few weeks now, it all still felt delightfully fresh. Strong emotions made sex better than it ever had been for him, and he felt dumbly grateful to Jared for that. For loving him, and being patient while Ty came to grips with loving him back. He smoothed his hands over Jared’s broad back, then down to cup his ass and gently squeeze. Now that it had been suggested, Ty really did want to fuck him, to get that intense reaction out of him again, to transport him somewhere else. His body pressed against Jared’s, Ty gave him another nudge toward the edge of the bed, sliding his hands up to Jared’s chest to get him to sit down. He stole the bottle for another swig and grinned at him. “You feel liquored up enough to be taken advantage of yet?” he teased.
Jared sat and stole the bottle back from Ty as he made a soft and delighted 'ooh' sound. "I don't think you take advantage of me enough," he said with a grin. "Now that you mention it." He didn't need to be drunk for it but he still drank more because it tasted good and he wanted to maintain that pleasant buzz he was feeling. "But yeah, I definitely do," he kept his gaze fixed on Ty's face as he drank and he liked to think he looked a bit like he was daring him to take advantage, his eyes slightly narrowed and a smile playing along his lips even as he drank.
The fun bit of challenge was palpable, and Ty grinned at him, eyeing the way Jared’s lips looked pressed against the bottle. “Sounds like that’s something I’ll need to fix,” he murmured, nudging Jared’s knees further apart as he stepped in closer. He ran his hands over Jared’s neck and shoulders, just enjoying the feel of his skin, then down to his chest to tweak one nipple. The closeness and the flirting and everything had him half-hard already, so Ty reached down to take Jared’s free hand and guide it to his cock. Once the bottle was out of the way, he leaned in to kiss him again. “I wanna be inside you tonight,” he purred against his lips.
Jared could have kissed him for hours and nothing else, if not for that aching need in his half-hard cock demanding more. Ty's lips were heaven and the drowsy buzz from the alcohol only made them feel softer and more biteable. "Okay then," he drawled but he sounded far happier about it than the short reply might have indicated. Of course Ty could have told him just about anything in that moment and it would have sounded like the best news, his body tingled where Ty touched him and his cock felt so good in his hand, slowly growing harder just for him. Jared leaned up to steal another kiss and there was something really sweet about the way Ty towered over him for a change. "You gonna let me blow you first?" he murmured between kisses, lightly biting Ty's bottom lip.
The contrast between soft lips and hard teeth was a lovely sensation, and Ty hummed his approval against Jared’s mouth. He loved how that big hand felt around him, and it only took another half minute or so for his cock to get rock hard. The liquor made it lazy on its own, but it never failed to respond to Jared’s touch. He let out a little chuckle at the question, nipping Jared’s bottom lip back and still indulgently caressing his chest. “I’m glad you know that’s a privilege,” he murmured back, grinning briefly. “You gonna say please?” Ty hadn’t even planned to really take the reins even if he was the one doing the fucking tonight, but it felt kinda good to be the bossy one for the moment, so he was going to roll with it.
That was definitely a change of pace but Jared was more than happy to roll with it. "Do I have to?" he asked with a smile, his eyes half closed as he brushed their lips together again. He could ask nicely but the question was whether Ty was just teasing or not. Maybe his boy had a little dominant streak in him too, Jared wasn't so sure if he had a submissive side but he knew without a doubt he'd indulge Ty with it and probably like it too.
Any dominating Ty had done in the past had been pretty tame and really just taken the form of him being a bossy, demanding bottom. He’d enjoyed Jared being the boss a lot, so he didn’t really have a desire to completely turn the tables. It was just sexy to call a few of the shots, especially when he was drunk and so horny and gearing up to top. Ty brushed his fingers through the side of Jared’s hair, kissing him again, a bit hungrier this time. “You’re ‘bout to be begging for my cock in you, so you might as well get some practice in,” he murmured.
Even as a top, Ty was a brat and his reply made Jared laugh against his lips but hell if it wasn't the truth. "You're right," he relented contently, his free hand stroking Ty's arm lazily as he gave his cock a little squeeze. "Can I please suck your cock?" There was a little smile playing on his lips still but the question came out serious and hungry. He met Ty's eyes, his mouth watering at the thought.
“There it is,” Ty murmured with a grin. Even though he’d extorted the request, it was still nice to hear, and Ty felt a nice little throb of pleasure in his dick that was unrelated to Jared’s hand. After giving his lip one more nibble, Ty straightened up, slipping his hand around to the back of Jared’s neck. He gave it an encouraging squeeze, catching his own bottom lip between his teeth this time as he nodded. Yes, Jared could suck his cock pretty much any time he wanted to.
"Thank you," Jared breathed, still staring up at him with that warmth in his eyes and that small smile curling his lips. He gave his cock a couple of strokes before leaning in to take it between his lips. Ty smelled like soap and skin and his cock always felt perfect, all that hardness encased in softness, gliding smoothly into his mouth. He hummed contently and while he wasn't looking up at Ty he could still see him in his mind's eye, teeth scraping against his lip, those dark eyes challenging and inviting.
The thanks was even better than the ‘please,’ and Ty watched avidly while Jared’s mouth descended on him. “God,” he breathed, all the humor leaking out of him as that delicious sensation took over. Ty’s eyelids drooped but he kept staring down at Jared, the hand on the back of his neck tightening in almost a massage, thumb rubbing against those thick muscles. He knew how most of society viewed calling someone a natural-born cocksucker as an insult, and that was tragic bullshit. Because Jared was so good, and had been with so little practice. It was a talent. And he looked so goddamn good doing it.
Jared loved giving it too, which was probably the best thing about receiving a blowjob and he knew it. Enthusiasm made up for a lot of flaws, knowing that your partner wanted to have your dick in their mouth counted for a lot. His own enthusiasm was obvious, content little moans escaping his throat as he let Ty's cock slip in and out of his mouth, taking it deep and holding it there, his hands clutching Ty's ass tightly.
Ty was trying not to thrust, wanting to let Jared set the pace for the moment in spite of his trash talking, but it got real hard to keep still really fast. Between the way Jared’s tongue stroked against the sensitive underside of his cock to that strong grip on his ass, it was hard to still feel in charge. “Ugh, fuck, baby,” he groaned, letting his head tilt back and his eyes close for a moment. As usual, there was the tantalizing temptation to just let Jared keep sucking until he came, but Ty had so many more plans for the night. Which he would totally get to in just another couple of minutes ...
Jared would have been truly disappointed if Ty had given into that urge. Most nights he would have been fine with it but there had been a lot of teasing and build-up already and he was only just barely keeping himself from stroking his own cock as he sucked Ty's. It was a weirdly pleasant discomfort and he couldn't wait to get Ty's hands on him, the only reason he managed to resist. Sure Ty would have taken care of him if he came too soon but tonight that didn't feel like enough and Jared almost stopped at some point when he felt like maybe he was pulling Ty too far along with the blowjob alone. He didn't stop though, Ty was calling the shots this time and he was curious to see where he'd take it.
He let himself get dangerously close to the edge before he pulled back, out of Jared’s mouth and immediate reach, a tiny warm laugh bubbling up. Ty blew some through his teeth and shook his head, grinning at Jared as he moved in to kiss him again. “You’re so goddamn good at that,” he murmured in between nibbles. It was almost too good sometimes, honestly, but Ty was enjoying the process of getting spoiled rotten. He pushed on the front of Jared’s shoulders to get him to lie back, lowering himself to his knees at the edge of the bed as he did. If he was going to get his man begging, he needed to get to it. Ty kissed his way down the front of Jared’s body. Once he got to where his cock was resting, he didn’t waste time wrapping his lips around it, fingers circling around the base.
Jared had a similar thought as Ty had earlier about how cocksucker shouldn't be derogatory. Hearing he was good at it made him feel real fucking pleased with himself at least and he loved giving Ty pleasure. He hummed contently into the kiss, then laid back when Ty nudged him, resting on his elbows at first. "You're damn good at it too," he said before Ty even started, then groaned happily when his cock finally got the attention it was craving. "Damn," he whispered, letting his eyes fall shut for a few seconds, all his attention on the heat of Ty's mouth.
Ty knew he was good, but he’d also had a lot of practice. So much of it was trial and error with new partners. But Jared had shown natural talent, if you asked Ty. Maybe that was just their perfect chemistry. With an appreciative groan in the back of his throat, Ty took Jared’s cock deep into his mouth and just held it there for a moment, tongue rubbing against it while he enjoyed that full feeling. He pulled off of it to give Jared a few long licks, from base to tip, glancing up at his boyfriend’s face. That look of pure bliss just made him ache. Jared wasn’t the only one who liked giving pleasure. Ty went back to sucking, bobbing his head slowly up and down and just enjoying the perfection in his mouth.
Jared let out another deep groan, a surge of gratitude and pleasure rushing through him and making him want to squirm. He had needed this so fucking badly and Ty looked so beautiful with his lips around his cock it absolutely matched the feeling of his mouth. "Did I mention you're really fucking good at that?" he murmured, tilting his weight onto one arm so he could reach down with the other, running his fingers over Ty's head. "Because you're really fucking good at that." He bit his lip, a little shudder going through his body as he tried to keep from thrusting upward. "I can't wait to have your cock inside me."
He couldn’t really smile, but Ty did make a warmly amused sound around Jared’s cock. It melted pretty easily into a groan as those last words gave him a sweet throb in his groin. He pulled Jared’s dick out of his mouth again and flashed him a lazy grin before he planted kisses against the shaft. “Mmm, me either,” he murmured back. Ty made his way low enough to slide his tongue against Jared’s balls, moving his hand cup and massage them some while he gave them attention. He shifted to tuck his shoulder under Jared’s thigh and pushed it up a bit, wanting him in a more prone position so he could get his tongue everywhere. After a moment he pushed Jared’s legs higher, slowly licking that sensitive spot behind his balls.
Jared let his head fall back against the mattress, moving the way Ty wanted him to and letting out a content little moan when he first started licking. There really was nothing quite like that and while he wasn't always in the mood for this, he definitely was tonight. Ty's shoulder felt nice and solid and strong under his thigh and his fingers were still gently rubbing at his short hair even as he closed his eyes to ride that feeling.
Having his face down between Jared’s legs felt incredibly intimate, and Ty loved it. That soft sound he made was beautiful; Ty hadn’t been just talking shit when he said he wanted Jared begging for it. He supported those heavy thighs so Jared could just relax, teasing with his tongue and warm kisses here and there and breathing in the warm clean-but-distinctive smell of him. After a few moments of that, he dipped his head a little lower, pulling Jared’s legs apart a bit more before he pressed his tongue against his opening in a long, slow swipe. He gave his own muffled groan, fingers squeezing the back of Jared’s thigh a little tighter. All he cared about at the moment was making his man feel amazing.
He was doing a damn good job of it too. Jared slung one arm over his eyes, groaning softly at that rare sensation. He was loving the way Ty clutched his thighs and he was definitely the strongest person physically he'd ever been with. There was something about that that was tantalizing, maybe only for the novelty of it but he didn't really care why it was what it was. Ty just had a hold on him and right now it was firm and grounding when what his mouth was doing made Jared feel a little floaty. Fuck that part of him was so sensitive, Ty's tongue seemed to be playing with a bunch of little nerve endings. "Fuck that feels good," Jared whispered, letting himself relax more since Ty had him.
Ty definitely had him. And he knew just how good it felt. Or could feel, with someone who knew what they were doing and actually enjoyed it, at least. He felt like he was both of those things. Ty didn’t rush it, aware of how sensitive everything could be, just slowly and gently exploring and getting Jared warmed up to the feeling. It wasn’t something he’d done for him much yet, and it could feel weird the first few times. He melted into the joy of doing it, his cock still hard and needy between his thighs, twitching with anticipation every now and then as Ty’s tongue passed over that hot skin. He moved his attention back up over Jared’s taint and balls once or twice, just to spread the love around, but never for long.
Jared was slowly melting into a puddle or at least he felt like he was. It was so different from a blowjob, a little weird but also so fucking good it had his toes curling and his cock twitching. It made him want Ty to fuck him right now but also not stop doing this so there was that confused pleasure thing going on, messing with his head. He was letting out some huffs that were slowly rising in volume to become moans, his hand now clutching the comforter he was lying on, his other still shielding his eyes.
Those noises gave Ty life and urged him on. Not that he was in any way inclined to stop, but giving pleasure was always a million times better when he could hear just how good that pleasure was. Ty got even more into it himself, pushing Jared’s legs back a bit further and groaning as he tongued him. He’d never had any personal desire to eat a woman out, but he imagined it was probably something like this. After a while of just being lost in it, Ty moved one hand so he could get one of his fingers wet -- there was plenty of spit to go around -- then gently pushed it inside of Jared, flicking his tongue around the edges of it as it slid in.
For some reason Jared thought it'd be less intense this time, letting Ty top him, but just the finger slipping into him made his toes curl and his heels dig into Ty's back a little. "Fuck," he whispered and inhaled sharply through his nose as pleasure danced through his nerves, heat pooling further in his balls and cock. Ty's tongue just made it all sweeter, teasing and toying with him in ways that made him realize just how fucking loud he was going to be when he replaced that finger with a cock. Oh well.
Ty had to smile very briefly, because that was the kind of reaction he’d been going for. He slipped his finger in to the knuckle and curled it toward Jared’s prostate, softly moaning his own appreciation. It was just fucking hot, and Ty couldn’t wait to get that tight grip around his cock instead of his finger. Everything in good time though. He dragged his tongue upward again as he worked Jared’s ass, sucking on his balls for a moment before he licked up the length of his cock and started working another finger into him.
Jared had done this before so he definitely thought he'd have more control this time around but there it was, that keening sound he no control over when Ty's fingers rubbed against that apparently most sensitive part of his body. It was only brief before Ty pulled back to press another finger inside of him and that was probably a good thing because Jared felt like he needed a second to come back from that initial reeling. It was a weird sort of pained pleasure and just like the first time around he had the contradicting urge to go further and stop. Only he really didn't want to stop.
Involuntary sounds were the best kind, and Ty wanted Jared to get loud again. It had been a huge turn on last time, not just because sexy sounds were sexy, but because he knew how thin the walls in this place were. Ty had a exhibitionist streak somewhere, and now that they were out, he kind of wanted the world to know just how good they were doing. Two fingers was a tight fit, and anything more was going to need real lube but it was okay for the moment. Ty knew that Jared would tell him if not. He gave it some time, just gently rocking his buried fingers as he toyed with Jared’s cock with his mouth, glancing up at his face every few seconds. “God, I’m dying to fuck you,” he whispered to him before licking his shaft again.
Jared was too drunk on pleasure to question why that made him fucking whimper but it did and he raised his head to give Ty an unfocused look, his mouth open in a silent moan as he rocked his hips just a little bit to encourage Ty to keep going. He let his head fall back again, moaning softly. "Fuck this feels good," he whispered then and it did, in a way that sort of made him understand masochism because it was good in that weird almost painful way he hadn't known he could be into until Ty first fucked him.
There was something incredible about reducing a huge, generally-reserved man into a helpless mess of pleasure. Ty wanted to do it all the time. Having to work and live life was so stupid, he just wanted to spend the rest of his time on earth fucking Jared. And vice versa. He dipped his head to get some more spit on his fingers before pushing them in deep again, careful not to overdo it on Jared’s prostate. He didn’t want him to come yet, after all, just be aching to do so by the time Ty slid his cock into him. He wrapped his lips around just the tip of Jared’s cock and sucked at it, teasing with his tongue while he finger-fucked him in longer strokes as his body loosened up some. After a while, when Jared felt ready from Ty’s end, he looked up again. “You ready for more, baby?” he purred. “Tell me you want this dick in you.”
"Fuck yeah," Jared moaned. "C'mon, fuck me, I want your dick in me." It came out so easily, he didn't have to think it through or wonder how he'd say it, it just spilled off his lips easy as water, pleading and needy and urgent. At least he was still capable of finding words, he seemed to lose that ability every time Ty's fingers brushed against his prostate. He felt more than ready, wanting to be closer to Ty, to look him in the eye while he got fucked by him, for however long he could keep his eyes open anyway.