Who: Jared & Ty Where: Around, Juniper When: Mid May, part II Warning: Turns NSFW
Ty watched Jared move around just as much while he moved around the room, getting it ready for them to sleep. He admired those broad shoulders and strong back, and even his legs spotted with red marks. Ty wanted to kiss every single one. He shifted in close as soon as Jared was in bed too, turning toward him on his side. Ty tangled their legs together and pressed in against him, his own arm slipping around Jared’s waist. He left enough space to look at him, and even in the dim light from the lamp, he was breathtakingly gorgeous to Ty. “Did you do a lot of hiking down there?” he asked in a soft murmur, idly curling his fingers against Jared’s back. He was sure they would talk about it more, but for the moment he just wanted Jared’s voice to lull him to sleep. Ty could feel a bit of a tingle starting up in his groin at all the closeness, and he realized it was the first sexual feeling he’d had in months.
"Yeah," Jared admitted with a crooked smile. "That's about all I did, hiking, hunting... Being around people was a challenge for a while." He was sure Ty understood, he knew him well. Jared was a people person but he liked his alone time as well, especially when dealing with something so heavy as the loss of a loved one. He thought he could handle anything right now that his loved one was back in his arms and it felt so good to feel the heat radiating off him, those light touches against his back. "You're lucky I showered before I came to see you," he joked, then couldn't resist stealing another kiss. "God it's so good to see you."
Ty gave a soft smile. “Stinky mountain man,” he murmured affectionately. “You should’ve seen me when I got back, I was completely disgusting.” He was sure that Jared would have clung to him anyway, but Ty was kind of glad now that he’d been out of town. He could just imagine the look on Jared’s face if he’d found out Ty didn’t remember him, and it was heartbreaking even just in his head. “It feels like heaven to see you too,” he whispered, gently nuzzling his nose against Jared’s. “Almost scared to go to sleep.” Ty gave a soft huff at how silly that probably was, but now that he was back with Jared, part of him was terrified that they would be separated again somehow. Sure, things were warm and comfortable and perfect now, but what if he woke up Over There again?
"Yeah that drive back to my mama's, the flight over here and the drive from Bangor was way too long, boring and detailed for this to be a dream," Jared murmured. He knew that it'd still give him heart palpitations if he woke up and Ty was gone, even if he'd just slipped off to go to the bathroom or something and it would take a while to get past that. He just had to be patient with himself and Ty. "Grady told me you couldn't remember who you were," he added, his smile fading. "That must have been tough. Waking up somewhere like that..." He would have come to Ty regardless, told him whatever he needed to hear. Jared had truly worried this would give Ty's mother a chance to convert him again if he ended up not remembering, to turn him against Jared so he was more than a little surprised that she hadn't made a fuss about Ty leaving with him.
He nodded slightly against the pillow. “It was kinda scary, but ... I dunno, once I did remember, I kinda wished I hadn’t,” Ty murmured, giving a wan half-smile. “There wasn’t such a sense of crushing guilt.” Maybe that sounded dramatic, but that was how he’d felt when all the bad shit had started to come back to him. To ease some of the heaviness, he quirked an eyebrow and smiled a bit wider. “Did Grady tell you it was that girl who found me? The Lucas girl that I found in the woods? She’s the one who picked me up off the side of Witcham. Kinda crazy coincidence.” Ty absolutely believed that she was who she claimed now. He’d seen enough of the ‘unbelievable’ now to think that wasn’t even a thing to him anymore.
Jared gave him a little squeeze at the mention of guilt and he absolutely understood where that had come from. They both remembered their last day together and while apologies had been made and forgiveness issued, they hadn't talked about it in any great detail. "Sounds like it all came around full circle," he murmured with a surprised little smile since Grady hadn't told him any of that. "Let's hope it's closed now." He licked his lips and wondered just how much they should discuss everything; if Ty needed to get it out of his system or if it was better to let it go for now. "I knew that wasn't you, back then," he reminded him quietly. "It could have been a lot worse but we got lucky. The aftermath was... what happened to us was nothing in comparison. The whole thing was like a disease, you can't control a disease. You have nothing to feel guilty about."
Ty knew in his brain that he hadn’t been in control of himself, he’d been infected with some energy-sucking madness from another dimension. It had been a disease, like Jared said. But the memory of wanting to be where he was and doing what he’d been doing, like he was fulfilling some insane existential purpose ... it still haunted him. It made him feel fucked up, and made him wonder if there was some deep subconscious part of him that had wanted it somehow. Ty didn’t think so, but did monsters know they were monsters? He was silent for a moment, his eyes focused on the little mole under Jared’s bottom lip. “Even if it doesn’t make sense,” he murmured finally. “I almost killed you. I’m gonna feel guilty about it.” Ty met Jared’s gaze again and quirked a tiny smile. “You would too. But ... it helps to hear that you knew. I just hate that it all broke your heart all over again.” Ty's fingers stroked his skin softly. “I’m so glad you came back,” he whispered.
It didn't make a lick of sense that being reminded his heart had been broken hurt but there it was, a pained little clench inside him at the words. "You'll help me heal it," he whispered back and leaned in to kiss Ty. He really couldn't get enough of touching him now that he finally was able to do so and among all the jumbles of emotions there was a familiar tug in his cock just from breathing Ty in. He didn't think it was a good time for that so he ignored it, but on some level he was relieved he still felt that drawn to him, that his body wasn't playing defense even after he decided it was over. "I couldn't have stayed away even if I'd wanted to."
That was all Ty wanted to do -- help them both heal. Heal with Jared. His heart thumped bittersweetly in his chest as their lips met again, and Ty had another passing feeling of unreality, like all of this was too good to be true. Like he was dreaming or there was some catch that was going to snatch it all away from him any second. He wondered if those would ever fully go away. This one didn’t linger, thankfully. The warm bulk of Jared’s body so close to his and the softness of his lips were too present to deny. Ty gave a soft hum at the words and kissed Jared some more, relishing that warm feeling of arousal in his lower belly. It was nice to feel that again, so beautifully normal. He knew they probably ought to nap before anything more happened between them, but he still wanted to enjoy the moment.
Jared was in no rush to act on those feelings, it just felt good to have them again and not wake up sad moments later. Tired as he was, he didn't feel a rush to fall asleep either, content to just lie there with Ty, touching and kissing, enjoying his presence. He definitely didn't want to sleep alone again if he could help it and it made him wish he could just magic everything into place - they'd already have a house, his things would already be delivered from Texas, no need to fly back or take care of any of that. In a way he was kind of glad he was feeling tired and sore, that his legs still itched a bit from the bites because if this was a dream he wouldn't feel those mundane things, everything would be perfect and the fact that it wasn't was reassuring.
For a while Ty just let himself get lost in it. It was funny how doing something he’d done so many times before could feel new all over again. Part of his mind was still reluctant to accept that this was all real, considering the psychological torture he’d been through for so long ... but even if it wasn’t, he just wanted to soak it in now. Eventually his body started to feel more restless though, his cock awake and full, and Ty knew it was either stop and cool off or fool around. He pulled back from the kiss with a soft hum and gave Jared a little smile. “Should probably sleep if we’re sleepin’,” he murmured. Ty bumped their noses together. “I know you’re tired.” They had time. Unless this had all just been a beautiful dream of his, they had time.
Jared wanted to protest and tell Ty he wasn't that tired but it would be pretty awful to start some heavy petting only to fall asleep in the middle of it so he grumbled softly instead. "I am tired," he admitted regretfully though he didn't hate the idea of falling asleep in the middle of a kiss. "Don't go anywhere," he added, certain he'd have a heart attack if he woke up and Ty wasn't there. It was so hard to get used to things being okay again, while his reality hadn't been a nightmare like Ty's, he dreaded waking back up in it to find this whole day had been a dream.
Ty hummed a negative sound as he stole one more soft kiss. “Never again,” he murmured. It was possible that life would make him eat those words, but he didn’t care. At that moment, Ty felt like something would have to kill him to separate him from his man. He told himself he wouldn’t even get up to piss without waking Jared up to let him know first. Careful not to dislodge Jared’s arms too much, Ty rolled over so they could spoon, pressing his back and ass firmly into Jared as he re-settled. It was more comfortable for sleeping, and god had he missed the comfort of that big warm presence behind him. Ty adjusted the pillow under his head and let out a soft sigh. “I love you,” he whispered.
He fit so perfectly against him and if Jared hadn't been so damn tired, the feel of his ass against his cock would have made it completely impossible to sleep. He hugged him a little tighter for a moment before relaxing against him, breathing in his familiar scent and letting all those feelings - painful and pleasurable - wash over him and through him. "I love you too," he mumbled and worried that he was going to get all choked up again which would make it harder to fall asleep. Thankfully that feeling passed quickly and before he knew it he was zonked out in a sleep that was far deeper and more restful than he'd had for months.
It was funny because it didn't feel like more than a few minutes before he was opening his eyes again and with the curtains drawn and the dim lamp still on, everything felt the same except he wasn't tired anymore. He stayed still for a while, listening to Ty's breathing, reveling in the feel of his body against his own, the way Ty clung to his arm and the way he could feel his steady heartbeat. It was perfect, especially the part where he wasn't waking up alone like he had feared he would.
Once their breathing had started to lengthen and even out, it didn’t take Ty any time at all to drop off into sleep. Like Jared’s, it was a deep and peaceful rest, more healing and secure than any other sleep he’d had since getting back. It was like he finally felt safe. Ty didn’t have a single bad dream either. That probably wouldn’t last, since his brain was still processing all kinds of horrors, but it was a more-than-welcome break. He kept on snoozing for a while after Jared woke up, but eventually that awareness of someone else being conscious drew him back to the surface. He was used to sleeping alone and on high alert now. Ty’s eyes opened and he stirred just a bit, pulling in a deeper breath as he turned his head slightly. A sleepy smile crossed his face -- Jared was still right there, and Ty pushed back against him a little.
Jared could hear him - and feel him - slowly coming to, but he didn't want to rush it or risk waking him if he was wrong. It was a relief to be sure, when Ty moved fully and smiled it all but melted his heart and he had to resist the urge to squeeze him again. He was in no rush to move away from the heat of Ty's body, this comfort he'd been craving for so long, so he stayed still and gave Ty a lazy smile back before pressing a little kiss on his shoulder. "Morning," he murmured. "Or night, I have no idea what time it is." His phone was somewhere within reach but that meant letting go of Ty and he just didn't care enough about the passing of time to do that.
Ty gave a soft hum and let his head relax, eyes slipping shut again as he just enjoyed the feel of Jared’s lips against his skin. It was something he’d been so sure he would never feel again, but there it was, vivid and real. He ran his hand along the thick arm that was curled around him and gave a soft huff. “Who cares,” he murmured, his voice raspy with sleep, one corner of his mouth seemingly stuck in a smile. “You got anywhere else to be?” For once in their relationship, there were no duties to worry about, no jobs to get back to or shifts to plan for. They could just be, however they wanted, and Ty felt like that might be the most healing thing of all. It couldn’t last forever, of course, they had to feed themselves, but he was going to enjoy it while it lasted.
"Even if I did-" Jared murmured and the rest went without saying, he would put everything on hold for now, this was more important. It was more than just little kisses on warm skin, it was the act of letting it fully sink in that Ty was back, that he was safe and himself again. Jared wanted to take all the time he could to truly feel it and he traced little kisses along Ty's shoulder, feeling that near-overwhelming gratitude swell in his chest again. It wasn't the only thing growing but the arousal was still just a sleepy one, not urgent at all, and it felt good to press against Ty's body, comforting more than sexual for now.
Jared’s lips sent warm tingles down Ty’s back, and he felt his skin lift in goosebumps. God, it was nice. Not only physically, but there was something so cathartic about feeling something good again. His body had been through so much bad shit for so long -- even though they hadn’t been suffering from hunger or thirst, there had been plenty of other awfulness to stress out their bodies -- he’d almost gotten resigned to the idea he would never feel any pleasure again. But laying in a comfortable bed under warm covers, with his lover behind him, planting soft kisses along his bare skin ... it made Ty want to weep. It was like the relief of finally getting clean, only deeper. He kept rubbing lightly at Jared’s arm and nudged his ass a bit more firmly against the bulge growing harder against it.
Jared hadn't expected Ty to have built up some kind of an aversion against that kind of intimacy but his reaction was still a relief, the way they both seemed to sink into the closeness, embrace it fully. "You can probably tell by now every part of me missed you," he murmured with a little smile as he rubbed his knee against Ty's leg. "I swear I missed you in my toes." He huffed a bit in amusement at the thought of his toes longing to be close to someone but it was close enough to the truth. His body had ached and the parts of him that didn't, well they got to suffer in other ways as he pushed his body to the limit and refused comfort for a while.
Silly or not, Ty could relate. How many times had he laid awake in that disgusting place, wanting Jared’s presence with every fiber of his being? Ty had never known what that phrase truly meant until those moments. He’d never yearned for anything so hard in his life, convinced that he would never see Jared again. “I missed you on like, a cellular level, I understand,” he murmured, smiling faintly again. Ty reached down to stroke his hand up the length of Jared’s thigh, wanting to touch him back but not wanting to move from that position either. “And I wanna make up for lost time with every part of you. Toes included.”
Jared tittered at that but at the same time he felt the gratitude for it with every fiber of his being so his toes probably rejoiced at being included. "I love you so much," he whispered. "I just want to take care of you forever." If Ty decided he didn't want to work for a while, Jared would take care of him, it wasn't even a question in his mind, just a fact. Ty could live a trophy-wife dream if he wanted, after everything he'd been through it just seemed natural to Jared that he have that option, though he wasn't about to get into it now. He just wanted to hold Ty close, kiss him and cling to him. "I'm still processing that you're actually here," he whispered. "I don't think I can let you go for a while so I'm sorry if you need to take a leak or anything."
He had no idea yet how he would feel about working again or what he would do. Ty didn’t even know if he wanted to be a cop anymore. His future was just this uncertain blob in front of him. The only sure thing was Jared, now he knew that much. They would figure it out, Ty felt sure. Now that he was home and knew Jared forgave him, that blob wasn’t quite so intimidating. Everything felt like it would be okay in the end, and that wasn’t a feeling he wanted to give up anytime soon. “I’ll just piggyback you along with me,” he said, giving a huff and a grin. Ty turned his head to let Jared see his suggestive eyebrow arch and smirked. “You can hold it for me.” They were being silly, but he was glad he wasn’t the only one feeling needy and clingy. Ty didn’t want to be further than arm’s reach from Jared for quite a while.
"I would be honored," Jared said jokingly and grinned, his hand trailing lower on Ty's stomach, fingers tracing the band of his boxers. "I have missed holding it," he admitted then, less amusing that when he actually meant it. The times he thought of sex with Ty had felt like they bordered on wrong, but it was hard to compartmentalize his emotions when love and lust were so interwoven between them. Was it wrong to lust for someone he thought was dead? It had felt that way at times, but when he did get to dream of Ty, sexual or not, he never wanted to wake up.
Maybe it had been all the filth everywhere, or the stress and terror that came from constantly being in danger, but Ty felt like his sexual self had abruptly died the minute he went through the portal. It had been nearly impossible to distract himself from his reality with daydreams, especially of the sexy variety, when he didn’t know if Jared was dead because of him, or alive and hating him. The few warmer dreams he’d had hadn’t ended in any real pleasure and had just made him cry when he woke up. But now, clean and safe and cradled in Jared’s arms, he could feel that part of him happily coming back to life, his cock starting to fill out the front of his boxer briefs. Ty wet his lips and let out a soft sigh, tilting his head back to nuzzle it against Jared. “Hold all of me, as long as you want,” he murmured.
"You might end up regretting that offer," Jared chuckled but his hand ventured a little lower where he could indeed feel that Ty was every bit as affected by this reunion as he was. It was a relief, which did feel a little silly and yet not; he'd just been worried about Ty's feelings as much as he was his own and this wasn't exactly a situation he had any experience with. "I'll just hold onto you forever and ever," he added as he brushed the back of his hand against the soft fabric of Ty's boxers, then turned his hand around to clasp the bulge there gently. "This okay?"
Ty’s stomach gave a lovely dip at the first brush of Jared’s fingers. “You always say that,” he breathed, hardly paying attention to the words. “I haven’t regretted anything yet.” He knew Jared had always fretted about being too clingy in their relationship ... if anything, it made Ty feel more secure. Maybe that wasn’t ‘healthy’ for either of them, but he didn’t give a fuck. This was all he wanted. The feel of Jared’s big hand cupping him made his cock throb and get fuller, and Ty made a soft sound before he whispered a “yeah.” It was better than okay, but he was quickly losing his vocabulary. A deeper warmth was spreading through him, and he could help but push against Jared’s hand a bit.
That was the green light Jared needed and he gently kneaded Ty's growing erection and peppered his skin with little kisses again. He hadn't exactly hoped for sex, so focused on taking it one small step at a time and focusing on each step so intently, he hadn't even let himself think that far. It felt right in the moment, touching Ty like this was just another small step. He didn't think he'd care if he wouldn't get to come himself, he wanted to make Ty feel good, to really feel that connection they shared. If that led to an orgams for Ty? Fantastic. An orgasm for Jared too? Even better. One step at a time.
He had no solid plans on what he wanted right in that moment, except for Jared not to stop touching him. One step at a time was a perfect pace for him. Ty had been so devoid of good feelings for so long, rushing into something would probably be overwhelming ... and he wanted to thoroughly enjoy every second of this. His breathing got a bit heavier in his lungs as he pulled his hand up to reach back and stroke fingers through Jared’s hair. His cock was straining fully against the cotton now, hungry for that skin on skin contact he’d been without for so long.
The kisses gradually moved up to Ty's neck as Jared kept rubbing him slowly and gently, finding that right moment to take the next step and go a little further. Eventually he slid his hand up to Ty's stomach, reveling in touching his firm, warm body for a few seconds before slipping his fingers under the boxers. He wanted them off, his own too, but at the same time he didn't want to move too much, this moment felt fragile in a way and he didn't want anything to change just yet. "Still okay?" he whispered though he was pretty sure the answer was yes, he just wanted to hear it from Ty as he wrapped his hand around his thick cock, gently stroking.
God, it was heavenly. Jared’s hands and his own skin and everything was so clean and soft-but-calloused and made him tingle all over. After wearing the same gross clothes for months, not touching himself unless absolutely necessary, he thought being in this bed with his lover was possibly the best he’d ever physically felt. Everything seemed extra sensitive, and Ty let out a low groan as Jared took him in hand under his boxers. “Still yes,” he whispered, breath catching a bit on the first word. Ty’s fingers curled in the back of Jared’s hair, even if there wasn’t much to grip. He just felt like he needed to hang onto something. “I forgot how good that felt.”
Jared smiled against his skin and hearing that was intensely satisfying on multiple levels. He was starting to understand that Ty's trauma might not have ruined this for them, more than anything, sex might just be the best thing to give him as it was pleasure and human interaction in ways he probably hadn't had wherever he'd ended up. Realizing this was soothing and it emboldened him as much as Ty's whispered words did so he pulled his hand away and pushed himself up a bit to spit in it, wanting to make it even better. He hadn't brought lube and he had a feeling he was going to have to fix that if they wanted to stay here for much longer but for now this would do and as he slipped his hand back down Ty's boxers, the stroking became just a bit easier.
If things had gone sideways in a different way before he’d been put away, it might have ruined this. Ty could recall feeling some debased impulses while cradling Jared’s near-comatose body. Now he was even more intensely glad that it hadn’t seemed worth it or he’d been focused elsewhere or whatever else had happened in his malfunctioning brain. There would have been no coming back from that kind of thing. This, though ... there was something so pure and healing about it. A deeper groan escaped him when Jared’s fist came back slick, and Ty’s hips gave a sharp twitch. He reached down to push and shift around until his boxer briefs were caught around his thighs, wanting Jared to have as much room as he needed. “Fuck,” he breathed. “Go slow ...”
"Mmhmm," was Jared’s only reply to that, low and throaty as he started kissing and nibbling on Ty's neck again. He was happy to go slowly, one step at a time, taking all the time they wanted because they had nowhere else to be and nothing else to do. It was liberating and he hoped it was still night so that nobody would try to call him and ruin this. His imagination hadn't done Ty justice, the reality of him was just so much better, so much hotter and it should have been more difficult to ignore his own erection, especially now that there was one less layer of fabric between it and Ty's ass. God he'd missed that ass, he could admit that now that he had Ty in his arms, safe and whole.
There was the sweet, lazy pace they were setting to make sure they relished every second and enjoyed themselves, but there was also a purely physical need for Jared’s strokes to stay slow. Ty already felt like he was so close to the edge, and he was not at all ready for this to be over yet. Sure, they had a lot of time to fool around, he just wanted to savor this as long as possible. Ty lowered his arm so he could stroke Jared’s thigh and hip, eventually clenching his fingers in the side of Jared’s boxers. Ty wanted to touch him too, kiss and lick every inch of him, but it all felt too fucking good to stop just yet. He moaned, his breathing shaky as he rocked his hips in time with Jared’s strokes, pushing back into the tantalizing hardness against his ass.
Jared found himself finely in tune with him, far faster than he'd hoped he would be, almost like nothing had changed even after all this time. He held off a few times, slowing to a near stop, taking great pleasure in the way Ty's cock needily twitched in his grip until he tightened it again. His cock seemed to have its own ideas about where this was going, straining against Ty's ass like it could somehow will itself inside of him but it felt good just like that, even with the fabric still between them. It was freeing, doing this, finally being allowed to fully embrace his arousal and the sexual parts of his relationship with Ty without feeling that awful empty feeling following right after, right now he just felt full and warm all over, eager to touch and kiss Ty all over.
After so many months of constant vigilance and stress, of feeling like he had to control an uncontrollable situation as much as he could to save lives, it felt incredibly good to Ty to just let go. He didn’t have to do anything but lay there and feel, and let Jared play his body like an instrument. Ty didn’t feel any awkwardness between them, no over-cautious hesitation or worry that any of it was unwelcome. It was like they’d stepped right back into being in perfect sync, able to read each other without the need for words. After inching closer and closer to his edge for a while, that restless need to touch more of Jared got the best of Ty and he took hold of his man’s wrist to stop him for a moment. Ty pulled away and turned over, taking the time in the middle to impatiently get his boxer briefs completely off. He crashed his mouth into Jared’s as soon as he could, his hands moving to work on getting Jared’s underwear off too. God, he’d missed him, every single inch.
It really was telling that Jared wasn't alarmed when Ty stopped him, he was too relaxed and deeply sunk into this heady feeling of goodness to really worry about anything, settling back to give Ty room to move. He smiled when he turned around, a lazy somewhat drunken smile and then he wrapped his arm around him again when Ty wiped that grin off his face with enthusiastic kissing . He helped with the boxers, squirming to get them off and then kicking them aside to get lost in the covers somewhere, pressing one knee between Ty's thighs and pulling him in close. This whole thing was like sinking into a warm healing spring, the heat and the closeness was washing away so many bad feelings and memories that it really did feel like it was healing his body too.
Ty made a soft needy sound as he quickly deepened the kiss, parting his thighs without hesitation for Jared. He hooked his knee over Jared’s hip and pulled him in close, relishing the sensation of their bodies pressing flush together. He got as close to Jared as he could, that restless feeling of wanting to merge with him pushing against his chest from the inside. He ran his hand down the length of Jared’s back while their tongues stroked together, and let his hips thoughtlessly rock into him. Ty could feel the hot press of Jared’s cock against his own, and he couldn’t get enough of how good it felt to rub that sensitive skin together.
It wasn't the first time Jared felt that need to do everything all at once with Ty; fuck him, suck him, touch him all over and still not break that kiss. It didn't feel as urgent right now as it sometimes had, his arousal was tempered, balanced in a sweet spot where he could be patient and just enjoy the moment with no need to rush to the finish line. That feeling was still there though underneath it, the sense that his body was limited to only one thing and it just wasn't enough. He wanted all of Ty, wanted to sink into some cosmic merging feeling with him and get lost in the bliss. He clutched his ass as he kissed him, let himself be lulled and aroused by the rhythmic way Ty moved against him, by the way the muscles worked under his hand.
Jared might not have felt the urgency, but Ty was humming with it. It wasn’t a rush to reach climax, just an intense eagerness to be bathed in all that pleasure, and to be as close as physically possible to his man. Everything had felt so shitty for so long, he had the gluttonous desire to feel as good as possible for as long as he could. Now that he had Jared back in his arms, solid and warm and real, Ty wanted to devour him. He kept kissing him hungrily, enjoying that strong grip against his ass, until he felt like he couldn’t take any more. His cock was leaking and his balls ached with need. Ty slipped his hand between them to wrap his hand around Jared’s thick erection, breaking the kiss off enough to grab a breath. “I want you inside me,” he breathed against Jared’s lips. At some point Ty had thought maybe they should work their way up to that, but damn if he didn’t feel ready now. More than ready, dying for it.
Jared groaned softly, both with need and dismay because fuck he hadn't planned for this at all. He hadn't even dared plan for a kiss when he flew back and things were happening so much faster and so much more organically than he'd thought they would and he wasn't prepared at all. "I don't have anything," he whispered back, regret in his voice even as his mind raced to think of alternatives. No condom meant they could use some of their own precum but was that enough? Fuck he should have brought lube, if not for Ty then just for himself and his lonely hand. Because now he really wanted this too, if Ty was ready he was more than ready to give it to him, overwhelmed with this feeling that he couldn't get close enough to him now that he was there.
To be fair, Ty hadn’t expected it either, and he was even less prepared than Jared was. At least Jared had brought liquor. Ty let out a little whine, even though he didn’t blame Jared for their predicament at all. He hadn’t had sex in so long, he didn’t think it was a good idea to try and make it work with just saliva and precum. He felt eager enough for it that it might end in pain and neither of them wanted that. So as much as it sucked, they were going to have to be patient for now, until they could run out and grab some lube. It didn’t mean they couldn’t please each other though. “Next time,” he murmured, kissing Jared’s lips again for a moment. Then Ty hummed and pulled back to smile lazily at him. “I’ll settle for your cock in my mouth ...”
Jared did love that idea, neither he nor his cock could deny it but he still had other ideas for now. He knew what Ty wanted, he understood it on some level and he hated that he couldn't give it to him because of this minor detail. "There's other stuff we can do," he told him, his voice a little raspy with need. Damn he did want to fuck him, to feel again that close to him, that overwhelmed with pleasure, but he could be patient. He could be oh so patient. He pushed Ty to lie down on his back, moving over him while kissing and biting his neck and shoulder, nudging his thighs wider apart so he could kneel between them. He didn't move away just yet, dragging his cock along Ty's in few, slow strokes as he kissed him again, deep and hungry.
Ty was all ears -- or rather, all nerve-endings as he rolled where Jared nudged him and spread his legs. He hitched one up to hook it around Jared’s hip, tilting his head as those kisses and nibbles sent happy shivers down through his body. Even though he wanted to feel his man pounding into him, he wasn’t going to be truly picky about what they actually did, it was just overwhelmingly good to be there and able to touch him at all. Ty kissed him back with a low sound in his throat, his hips arching up a bit to get more of that delicious contact.
Jared knew damn well just how much Ty loved to get fucked and how sensitive he was to that sort of stimulation and so that was what he wanted to give to him. He took his time getting there, like Ty he didn't want to rush this, wanted it to last for hours, days, forever - no matter how unrealistic that was. He kissed him deeply, savoring the way Ty's cock felt against his own, the wetness that mixed between them as they got more and more aroused. He wasn't eager to pull away but at the same time he was eager to take the next step so he forced himself to push himself up to his knees, splaying one large hand on Ty's stomach and dragging it down to his cock. God he was so beautiful, even after everything he'd been through he was still Ty and he still had Jared completely hooked. Jared put the fingers of his free hand in his mouth, got them nice and wet and slick before reaching down to rub Ty's ass. Ty wanted to get fucked but they had no lube and after this long it'd probably be too much too fast anyway. That didn't mean Jared couldn't use his fingers, find that sweet spot inside him and give him a taste of what was to come just as soon as he'd gone shopping.
He wasn’t just along for the ride, but there was something so fucking good about letting Jared direct them. So many things about the past four months for Ty had been tied in with keeping control -- he had to be constantly vigilant, had to keep a leash on all his internal turmoil, he had to help protect people and that took focus. Now all of that pressure was gone, and he could just give himself completely over to the moment and to the love of his life. It was an unbelievable relief, all tangled up with his love and lust and pleasure. His eyes cracked open when Jared moved, and he looked down at what his man was doing to him, enjoying the sight of his cock in Jared’s fist, their skin contrast as beautiful as ever to him. His lashes fluttered and he let out a moan at the feel of Jared’s fingers against his ass. It took effort not to outright squirm. “Yeah, baby,” he breathed instead, reaching one hand down to slide his fingertips against what he could reach of Jared’s jutting cock.
"You like that?" Jared murmured and while he already knew the answer the question felt good coming out and he absolutely loved it when Ty got vocal. He bucked against his hand without thinking about it, slipping a finger inside Ty ever so slowly, mindful of the initial resistance. He didn't need more slick than that, not intending on fucking him like this, it was just a way to give him some of that pressure in the right places and once his finger was inside, crooking it to rub against his insides was every bit as effective. There was a part of him that now wanted to stretch out behind Ty, simulate fucking as he stroked him and worked his ass but it was just one of so many things he wanted to do that it could wait until later. Maybe until he could actually fuck him, that'd be way better. Instead he ducked down, sneaking a little kiss on Ty's wrist before taking his cock in his mouth, giving the base a little squeeze as he sucked on the head.
“Hell yes I do,” Ty murmured back, his breathing already getting heavier. The stretch around Jared’s thick invading finger stung just a tiny bit -- mostly it felt goddamn incredible. He let his head fall back and moaned, his hips rocking a bit. He couldn’t help it, between Jared’s finger and his hand on Ty’s cock, he felt trembly and needy already. And then he felt Jared’s mouth wrap around him and Ty got closer to coming unraveled. He hissed in a breath, his hand moving to restlessly stroke his fingers through Jared’s short hair. “Fuck,” he groaned, drawing the word out with feeling. Ty looked up again to drink in the sight of his cock between Jared’s beautiful lips, the pleasure stirring up all of those warm feelings in his chest again.
It was kind of funny to think about how in less than a year Jared had gone from thinking he might be interested in maybe sucking cock to feeling this overwhelmingly happy to. Of course this particular blowjob was tied to so many other feelings that it went well beyond his joy in the act but still, it tickled something in him as he thought of it. Because yes, he absolutely loved this, the way Ty's cock felt heavy on his tongue, a faint taste of salt and skin spurring on his own arousal, that sound Ty made going straight to his balls. Should have brought lube he thought with far more regret than he was willing to admit but it was okay, Ty's reaction to this was more than enough for now and they had time. They actually had time.
Since there was so much of it, Ty tried to take as much time as he could. It wasn’t easy to hold back against that rising tide of pleasure as Jared worked his body like an expert. He was an expert, really -- no other man in Ty’s life had learned what got him off more thoroughly than Jared had. He supposed that was what happened when you were in love and actually invested in your partner’s pleasure. He moaned and rocked under Jared’s attention, eventually losing all sense of himself and anything but the intense pleasure in his core. Breathy curses slipped from his lips every now and then, until they turned into a panting series of “yes”es and Jared’s name as Ty started to peak. His breath caught and his hips bucked, fingers tightening in Jared’s hair while his ass clenched around his invading digit. Ty groaned helplessly, full of shivering ecstasy as he emptied himself into Jared’s mouth.
Jared could live in the sounds Ty was making, he loved every one of them so much, loved the way they started getting more strained as Ty got closer to his climax. A part of him wanted to edge him, to really let him take his time like he'd wanted but at this point that would feel cruel. At a certain point there was no turning back and he didn't try it, simply let Ty get there, gently coaxing him through his orgasm. It felt amazing, even if he was still hard and needy, it satisfied something in him that climax alone wouldn't have. It was a deep seated emotional and physical pleasure and he stopped moving, stayed where he was as he swallowed what Ty gave him and licked him clean as he waited for his body to relax again. He felt so possessive of him again, so protective and bringing him this kind of pleasure enhanced those feelings to the max.
Ty had been deprived of any pleasure for so long, he might have cried if Jared had tried to edge him. Holding himself back as long as he could was one thing, but interrupting his first orgasm in four or five months -- Ty honestly couldn’t remember the last time they’d had sex -- would’ve been mean. Jared handled it perfectly of course, leaving Ty feeling boneless and shaky and out of breath. He’d needed this so fucking bad that he felt emotion welling up in his throat anyway. It was just so much love, and he felt like his actual body was out of practice containing it all. Swallowing hard, he raked his fingers through Jared’s hair, still twitching at those soft swipes of tongue, then pulled at him a little. He wanted to be close again, to kiss his man and taste himself on his tongue before he tried to give him all of this pleasure back.
Jared took the hint and pulled off him, slowly pulling his fingers out before moving up over Ty's body to kiss him again. "God I missed you," he whispered before pressing their lips together. He didn't linger too long, Ty still felt a bit out of breath and he wanted to get more comfortable so he stretched out next to him where he could comfortably rub his cock against his hip as he kissed him again. He still didn't feel the need to rush into anything more, content to even come just like this just as long as Ty was there and naked in his arms. He couldn't put into words just how much this made his chest swell with emotion, like every single thing they did was bringing Ty closer to him, making his return all the more real. Now he could taste him, one of those last barriers between them broken down completely and Jared wasn't so sure his own climax wouldn't leave him overly emotional as well.
Kissing Jared with that warm salty taste behind it was heavenly. He was feeling their bonds strengthening again just like Jared was, like there was some invisible rope between their hearts twisting tighter and tighter. Sex had never been the basis of their relationship, but it sure as hell helped with that feeling of intimacy. It was exactly what Ty had been yearning for while he’d been over there, and it felt like Jared was pouring love into all of his many cracks. Ty kissed him slow and warm, his hand sneaking over to brush fingers over the smooth skin of Jared’s cock. It was tantalizing there against his hip, so soft and hard at the same time, hot and perfect as he wrapped his fingers around it. Ty stroked him slowly, the sense of urgency in him quieted for now. “I love you so much,” he whispered in between kisses, rubbing his thumb over the shapely head. His throat felt a bit thick but that was okay. The emotions were good, needed. He needed Jared to feel him, to be seen and known again.
It didn't take much more than that little touch to reduce Jared to an emotional goo and he felt his own arousal thickening, like sinking into hot water, slipping into a different sort of consciousness. "I love you too," he whispered and he could have added a thousand adjectives and they wouldn't have covered the depth of his feelings, not even close. He couldn't stop touching Ty, arm draped over him as he kissed him, slowly grinding against his hand and he didn't think he wanted more than this, didn't want to switch positions again when he was this content in their current one.
What they felt for each other went so far beyond words, but Ty could read between the lines. He’d questioned how Jared could possibly feel about him a million times while he’d been gone, had practically driven himself crazy thinking about it, but being together like this was enough to blow all those doubts away. His mind felt clear again, and he felt confident that all of these emotions between them were real. The way Jared pushed against his touch made Ty’s gut tingle pleasantly, even though he’d just gotten off. After a moment Ty paused in the stroking and kissing to lick and spit into his hand to get it wet, then went back to both, his fist gliding much easier along Jared’s length.
Jared didn't think he'd ever doubt this relationship again. He'd had his moments of course, his breakup with Sadie had thrown him off balance enough for it to be difficult to truly trust love again but after everything they'd been through together and with how it felt to be reunited, he truly believed now that any separation would not be of their own free will. He let out an unsteady breath when Ty touched him again and after a few strokes a guttural moan escaped his throat. He was done kissing for now, nuzzling Ty's jaw instead, his breathing becoming quicker and shallower.
God, Ty loved that sound. Jared wasn’t as noisy as he was in the throes of pleasure, but Ty hung on every vocalization and shaky breath. He almost enjoyed Jared’s pleasure more than his own -- it fulfilled something deep deep inside of him to make his man feel good, more than it ever had with anyone else. Gazing at Jared’s face with heavy-lidded eyes, Ty smiled a bit and tightened the grip around his cock, the motions of his hand still slow and steady. “You want my mouth?” he whispered, more than eager to do whatever Jared wanted him to do. “Or just this?” Ty loved the closeness and intimacy of it, loved feeling every tremor in Jared’s big body, but he would change positions in a heartbeat if Jared wanted more.
"Just this," Jared replied quickly, it was enough after months of depriving himself, after the few times he'd actually had some sort of release just feeling too tainted with sadness and guilt for it truly to be anything more than a physical necessity. Ty's hand felt like magic and he didn't want him to move away for anything so this was enough. "Just this," he repeated more softly, a little less urgently, letting himself sink into the pleasure again when he realized Ty wasn't moving away.
That was good enough for Ty. Even though he’d wanted more for himself, he could appreciate the simplicity of the desire. Ty shifted his head so their foreheads were pressed together, his bottom lip sucked into his mouth as he stroked Jared’s cock. He didn’t rush through it, gradually ramping up and then slowing down his pace. Ty paused when he needed to replenish the slickness of his palm, then went right back to relishing how that thick cock felt sliding through his hand. It was a very particular delight he hadn’t been sure he would ever feel again, and Ty thoroughly enjoyed himself while he made Jared twitch and moan.
It felt oh so good for a long time. Ty had always been good at touching him, from the first time he ever did, and he'd only gotten better at it the more they got to know each other. After a while Jared felt like he was crawling out of his skin though, in both good and bad ways, squirming against him, his cock impossibly hard and aching for release that felt just out of reach. He was allowed to change his mind, he reminded himself, he could ask Ty for anything and he didn't have to treat him like he was fragile just because of what had happened. The closeness was so good but he had to admit that Ty's mouth was better. "Want your mouth," he whispered breathlessly, rubbing his nose against Ty's. "Can you-?"
He was right that he could ask for anything. Toying with Jared had made Ty feel warm and aroused all over again, though his cock had only filled out a little. His body felt so sated, but he was greedy for Jared at the same time. He loved listening to every labored breath and choked groan. Jared didn’t even have to finish the question before Ty was moving. He pressed one quick kiss against his man’s lips, then scooted himself down, still on his side. As soon as he could get his mouth around Jared’s cock he did it, sucking firmly as he started to bob his head, his hand still working the base. It didn’t sound like now was the time to tease, he wanted to give Jared everything he needed.
The second Jared felt Ty's hot mouth close around him he knew he wasn't going to last more than a few seconds. It didn't take much more than that before his toes curled and his thighs trembled, his hands fisting in Ty's hair - so that's what longer hair was really good for - not pulling but grabbing on for something to cling to. "Oh my god," he groaned and after that the moans were nonverbal, louder and guttural. He was right about the seconds, Ty had already gotten him so close and this was exactly what he needed to tumble right over the edge, his cock pulsing and his balls drawing up close and tight as he climaxed with a full body shudder.
Ty couldn’t even express how good it was to feel and hear and taste Jared’s orgasm, and he groaned around his man’s sensitive cock. He swallowed and kept gently sucking, slowly sliding his tongue against the hot skin. All of that shaking and noise made his own gut feel hotter, and he already couldn’t wait to do this again. Or something like it, something more. Ty just wanted to be as close as possible to Jared for forever, and this was a damn good start. He waited until Jared had stopped twitching for the most part and his cock was relaxing, then pushed himself back up to be face to face with him. “I missed how you taste,” Ty whispered. He’d more missed every single detail about Jared, it had been hard to think about anything sexy Over There, but that didn’t make for fun pillow talk.
Jared felt like crying but for once it was the good kind and not that soul wrenching painful type of cry he'd gotten overly familiar with in the last few months. "God," he whispered shakily. "I've missed your mouth on me." He gave Ty a crooked smile chock full of emotion that made it more than obvious that was not the only thing he'd missed. "Fuck that was good." He reached up and rubbed at his eyes with a huffed little laugh, inwardly rolling his eyes at how fucking emotional he was. But really, he was entitled to it, they both were and the best thing was that Ty would never judge him for it. There was no 'man up' bullshit in their relationship, no need to swallow it all down and act tough. If he wanted to start bawling now, it was allowed.
Jared’s obvious emotion made Ty’s throat feel thick and his nose sting again, but he didn’t mind. He already knew he would probably be weepy and blubbery for a long time, so he might as well get used to it. It was a good kind of weepy, full of relief and love. Ty also knew now that they were going to support each other through it no matter what, and that was maybe the biggest relief at all. Neither of them were alone anymore. His own eyes getting watery, Ty smiled before dipping his head in to kiss at Jared’s upper chest and neck. He made his way up to his lips with a soft hum. “I love you so fucking much,” he murmured. It felt like he couldn’t say it enough times. “Never wanna leave your side again.”
"Don't," Jared replied with a smile. It was intensely unrealistic but it was nice to believe if only for a few seconds that Ty could just stay plastered to his side until the end of time. That was what he wanted right now, to not let him out of his sight, to hold him and kiss him and watch him without pause to make up for all the time he'd spent mourning him. "If conjoined twins can do it, I'm sure we can do it too." He needed that reprieve of a short joke, something to try to shake off all this emotion that was making his nose clog up and his throat tight and yet it felt so good, like purging. "I love you so fucking much."
“We need like, a reverse-separation surgery,” Ty murmured and gave a little titter. It was silly but that was what they needed at the moment, he supposed. Some lightheartedness. It didn’t really make him less emotional, because he’d desperately missed that too -- the way Jared could make him laugh in any circumstance. It was just part of why Ty loved him so dearly. He kissed Jared firmly a few times and then re-settled so he was hugging him close, his face tucked into Jared’s neck. The upside to not having full-on sex was that they didn’t need to clean up, and Ty relished feeling all of Jared against all of him. “Now I just wanna sleep some more,” he said softly. “Then we can go out and get some lube.”
"You always had your priorities straight," Jared drawled and this sounded perfect to him. Sleep a little, go get supplies, stock up on stuff so they could just stay in this room for days if they wanted. Again, it wasn't realistic but in the moment Jared couldn't care less. Not a lot of people got to reclaim a loved one from certain death, he was sure different rules applied here and anyone and everyone would understand if he acted like a fool for a little while. "I can't wait to fuck you again," he added more quietly and it didn't feel dirty in any way even though maybe it should have. In a way it just felt sincere and sweet but that had everything to do with all the emotions attached to it. He tugged the blanket up over Ty, stroking his back slowly underneath it, just reveling in having him there, safe in his arms.