Jared Gaines (thatbigguy) wrote in shadows_rpg, @ 2021-02-26 20:46:00 |
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Entry tags: | #june 2018, jared, jared x ty, ty |
Who: Jared, Ty, various NPCs
When: early evening, Friday, June 8th
Where: Texas! Part 2!
Warning: NSFW
Leaving was no easy affair, that was for sure, but soon enough Jared found himself at Ty's side again where he hooked his arm around his and pulled him in close. "You ready to sneak out of here?" he murmured and he was pretty sure they'd said all their goodbyes and it looked clear, so to speak. It was funny but a part of him didn't want to leave but that had more to do with the moment and less to do with the park. Things were winding down and he was oh so ready to head back to the hotel to enjoy some alone time with his man. He kind of wished they'd gone with a cab at this point but they'd opted to drive since Jared knew he wouldn't be drinking much save for a couple of toasts in bubbly - not enough to make him so much as tipsy. That had been a conscious decision, he'd wanted to keep his wits about him today.
Ty felt the same conflicting desires -- he didn’t want this night to end but he was so ready to be off his feet and comfortably alone with Jared. “Yeah, let’s go before someone else wants to say goodbye again,” he chuckled, squeezing Jared’s arm against his side. Caroline had told him at some point that she’d loaded up their car with the stuff they’d brought to the community center, the clothes they’d started the day in and their grooming stuff, so they could just climb into the car and go. Without waiting -- because someone else would come and talk to them again if they lingered -- Ty started for the parking lot. A few people gave them a final “woo!” and clapped, and Ty just lifted his free hand to wave and kept walking. Finally, blissfully, they were settled in the vehicle. Ty let out a long sigh and let his head fall back against the headrest. “I think I never want to wear dress shoes again,” he murmured.
"I won't make you," Jared murmured with some amusement and he couldn't really think of an occasion where they would have to again, but that didn't mean the time wouldn't come. Before he started the car he reached over to stroke Ty's cheek, unable to keep from touching him one more time. "Hey, husband," he murmured and just saying the words made him grin again, eyes crinkling as he started the engine. "This day has been amazing. I kinda feel like I'm floating. And your mom showed up!" Was it possible to be too happy? Probably not because otherwise he'd have already reached that limit and then some. "I mean I knew she was a little less freaked about us but her being there meant everything." He trailed off and let out a little laugh, feeling like rambling about every little moment that had passed that day. If he was this elated about Cindy Solomon flying down to Texas, he could only imagine how Ty was feeling and he got a little misty eyed for the umpteenth time that day.
Ty had the luxury of not needing his hands to drive, so he was free to reach over and rest one of them on Jared’s firm thigh. The finer fabric of the suit did add a little something, didn’t it? Not that he wanted Jared to dress up more, he liked his man rugged and down to earth, it was just nice to appreciate it on special occasions. Ty did hope Jared would let him undress him when they got to the hotel, and kiss on him a little. The face touch and being called ‘husband’ made him smile, and he laughed softly at Jared’s enthusiasm. “It was everything,” he agreed, his face locked in another grin. Ty felt like he would never stop smiling. “I had no idea. And Detta knew since the day before yesterday but didn’t tell me, not sure how she sat on that secret.” He chuckled faintly. “Everything was so nice though, your mom and cousins are the real MVPs.”
"And they love you," Jared said in agreement and the fact that they clearly did made him happier than he could articulate. He couldn't imagine how hard it would be marrying someone the family disliked - well, he sort of could imagine since it had happened to someone else in the family. People were polite but cold, the smiles were fake, he knew he'd be squirming with disappointment and discomfort if that was ever to happen to him. Thankfully Ty fit right in, even the people who weren't all that sure about the same sex thing had warmed up to him fast. "Hard not to love someone with a smile like that," he added sappily, covering Ty's hand with his own and tangling their fingers together. He could feel Ty's wedding ring there and it only renewed that excited feeling bubbling inside of him.
Being a people person had been a big part of his job for a long time, so charming Jared’s family came pretty naturally. It definitely helped that he’d been here for a holiday already, so he’d met most of them. And somehow the ‘getting married’ nerves had overridden the ‘mingle with family’ nerves today, so he thought he’d done okay with everyone. They’d all at least acted like they liked him, and what else could you ask from family that you would only see once or twice a year? If they had secret shitty opinions, they wouldn’t affect him and Jared. The people who really mattered approved and that was all he cared about. “Yeah, you’re all suckers,” he murmured, squeezing Jared’s thigh. “Now that we’re married I’m gonna steal your fortune and run away to Cabo or something.” He felt like he would cry some more if he let himself get too sappy, and Ty wanted to preserve his energy.
Jared laughed and thought about making up some elaborate story to counter Ty's, about how this was actually a sting and he was all too aware of Ty's evil, villainous ways. It didn't make it much further than as a brief, funny idea in his head and then it just felt like too much work to start spinning tales. He also recognized the joke for what it really was so all he did was make a little whining noise. "Oh no, not my fortune." He smirked and turned toward the street their hotel was on. Texas was nothing if not long distances but Jared's home town was fairly compact considering and Jared was thankful their hotel wasn't too far away from the park.
His answer made Ty titter, and he rubbed his thumb against Jared’s. A lot of people would probably be offended that he was already making jokes about that kind of thing, but Jared got it, and that was just another reason Ty adored him. The next thirty minutes or so were filled with checking in and getting to their room with their bags -- not that either of them needed much for the couple of days they would be here. The room was a pretty standard hotel fare, cozy and clean but nothing fancy. It felt like heaven to Ty as he dropped his duffel bag in the corner and plopped down on the edge of the bed. He groaned as he got his shoes off and laid back against the mattress, arms spread out. He was tired, but he felt really good still, it was just really nice to lie down. “They said they have a continental breakfast,” he said, giving a lazy little grin. “So I can like, get coffee and a bagel for my husband in the morning.”
"Your husband would really appreciate that," Jared said and every time the word passed his lips he felt a giddy kind of realization that oh yeah, they were married. It was pretty amazing and he felt very deserving of the joy it brought him. He stripped off his jacket and shoes and sat down next to Ty, reaching over to rub his stomach. Ty was right, the fine fabric of their clothes really did add something but then he did love touching Ty no matter what he was wearing. It was just extra soft tonight. "I like this vest on you, mister Solomon-Gaines." They'd talked about possibly hyphenating their names like that but it was a mouthful best preserved for private moments and feel-good jokes. Jared kept switching up the order too, he just really liked how their names sounded together. "You look mighty dapper."
Ty rolled his head to peer up at Jared for a beat, amused. “Why thank you, Mr. Gaines-Solomon, as do you,” he said. They did look pretty fucking good, especially together, and Ty couldn’t wait to see how their pictures came out. Another thing he would surely weep over like a baby. It was hard to weep with a big handsome husband sitting next to him though, and Ty made himself sit up. He leaned on one hand and smoothed the other over Jared’s chest, fingers catching in the V of his vest, his lips still twisted up in a flirty little smirk. “It looks damn good on you, bet it would look even better on the floor,” he murmured. It was a cheesy line but he believed it wholeheartedly, leaning in to kiss Jared as his fingers started working on unbuttoning his man’s vest.
"Floors don't wear vests, silly," Jared chided him playfully because he couldn't resist a dumb reply to a cheesy line but then Ty's lips were on his and any playful banter left his mind pretty quickly. He had been so certain that he'd pass out as soon as they got back to the hotel, but now he felt kind of pumped up on some leftover energy he had no idea where had come from. He was tired too, it was an odd mix, and maybe it was just a matter of time before that exhaustion won over. Right now though he felt wide awake though and the way Ty was touching him felt new somehow, like getting married had changed something fundamental between them. He kissed him back with feeling, reaching up to cup his face and scratch gently at his beard. He'd joked about Ty doing all the work but he didn't think he could lie back and be passive even if he tried.
There was something different about it, though who knew how long that sense would last. Maybe it would just be today, their wedding night, that held that special magic. Kissing Jared was like the best of both worlds -- familiar enough that his mouth knew exactly what to do, but so fresh at the same time. There were butterflies in his stomach as he slowly undid the buttons, his hand moving closer and closer to Jared’s crotch. It reminded him in such a good way of that night by the fire when they’d kissed for the first time. It was like the same excitement but without any fear, and it was blissful. Once the vest was undone, Ty started on Jared’s dress shirt. They’d shed their ties hours ago at the reception and he was glad for it, only getting a couple of buttons undone before he just had to slip his hand inside to touch Jared’s bare chest.
Jared shrugged his vest off as soon as he was able and the thought that they should put away their very nice clothes was too easy to dismiss, gone as fast as it arrived, his sole focus on Ty. Feeling his hand on bare skin sent a pleasant shiver through him and he hummed contently into the kiss as he reached down to start unbuttoning Ty's vest as well. In true spirit of this whole day he both felt like rushing and taking it slow, his impatience and sleepiness warring with his overwhelming need to savor the moment and make it last. He'd spent the last week thinking of the future non-stop, fretting and planning for the wedding, buying a house, renting an RV for them, booking a hotel - all those annoying real life things that needed to be taken care of, but tonight there was just them, just this moment. It was almost like having retreated into a bubble separate from the rest of the world and it was truly blissful to not have to think about anything for now.
Ty had loved every moment of their wedding, even the nerve-wracking bits, but at the same time he was glad it was over and they were alone now. Having a big awesome party was fun, but this was where it was really starting to sink in that they were married. Even after everything, after what he’d put Jared through and suffered himself, they’d been able to commit to one another for life. And Ty was determined to make it for life, too. No matter what God or the universe ended up throwing at them, he intended to never put Jared through another divorce. Those thoughts were far from his mind at the moment though, Ty was focused on the here and now, his fingers teasing Jared’s nipple for a second before he pulled his hand free to finish unbuttoning his shirt. He didn’t care at all about wrinkling up their clothes, that was what dry cleaning was for, and it wasn’t like they had another formal occasion to go to soon. As soon as he had the front of it apart, Ty slipped his hands into Jared’s shirt again to guide it back off of his shoulders, smiling into the kiss. He felt a little like a kid on Christmas morning, opening up the present he wanted the most.
The shirt soon joined the vest on the bed next to Jared and it was such a relief to start shedding these clothes. He really was more of a comfort kind of guy and while dressing up for the day had been fun, well, the day was over. He was far more eager to get naked with Ty, to tangle with him in bed and enjoy their first night as newlyweds. He pulled Ty's shirt loose, smoothing it down his arms along with his vest and pulling back to look at him.Overwhelmed with good feelings he couldn't resist hugging him when the shirt was off, feeling the need to press bare skin against bare skin and feel just how nicely Ty fit against him as always. Familiar and yet exciting, that was how it always felt with them but tonight there was definitely something extra between them. "God I love you," he whispered, pressing his hands against Ty's back as he held him close.
Ty was more than happy to return the embrace, and he did so without hesitation, smoothing his hands up Jared’s arms and thick shoulders before he draped his own arms around him. “I love you too,” he murmured softly, meaning every curve of every letter of every word. He’d thought for so long that he just wasn’t capable of love or maintaining a relationship or anything like this, but now he thought he’d just been waiting for Jared. Ty couldn’t imagine feeling these same things for anybody else. His hand moved to cup the back of Jared’s neck, fingers scratching lightly in the short hair there. Ty kissed him again, soft and brief, then pulled away to stand up. He moved to face Jared as he started undoing the front of his dress pants. Ty hooked his thumbs into waistbands and pushed the rest of his clothes down and off, then leaned in to kiss Jared’s shoulder and the side of his neck. “Lie back,” he murmured.
It wasn't the first time Jared saw him naked, obviously, but in a way it felt like it was and he looked him over with obvious admiration before doing as he was asked despite wanting to reach over and touch all that expanse of skin and taste that half hard cock. He let his hand ghost over Ty's thigh before he lay back, giving him a smile that reached his eyes and for that matter felt like it glowed out of his whole body. "I was joking when I said you had to do all the work," he murmured, but he was happy to oblige for now. He also felt like it wouldn't have mattered if they got the fanciest room in the fanciest hotel possible, this was a pretty average room but he felt like he was floating on a cloud when his back hit the mattress. It had more to do with his state of mind than anything else but everything felt so soft and amazing in that moment and watching Ty only made it all even better.
Jared’s appreciative gaze on him was almost like a physical touch, and part of Ty wanted to preen and flex and show off under it. But he was mostly filled with a quiet but effusive sort of love that had nothing to do with himself. It made him feel glowy, much like Jared’s smile made him look glowy. He chuckled softly over the reminder as he knelt down in front of Jared. “I know,” he said softly back. “But sometimes a man just wants to pamper his husband.” Ty flashed him a grin. Using that word would take a while to get old, if it ever did. He slid his hands up the length of Jared’s thighs, dipping in close to his crotch but not quite touching, on his way to the button and zipper of his pants. He undid them, then curled his fingers around the fabric to start pulling it down Jared’s hips. He wanted his man as naked as he was so they could fully enjoy each other for the first time as married men.
Jared didn't think he'd ever get tired of the word. He already had a feeling he'd be using it everywhere they went, pointedly and probably to the point where it got to be obnoxious. That is my husband. Did you meet my husband? Say hi to my husband. It would have made him laugh to think about if it wasn't just straight up true, he was going to be insufferable on this honeymoon and he hoped Ty would be too rather than exasperated by it. He raised his hips to help with the pants, barely swallowing down the giggle that threatened to escape his throat just because. He was just damn happy, reeling with it, and now arousal was heavily mixed in with those happy feelings so he felt practically drunk with them.
Ty had to scoot back a ways to get pants and boxers off of Jared’s long legs, but once his man was free, he kissed his way back up, shins and knees and thighs. Ty let his hands skim up higher to Jared’s hips, thumbs brushing against the sexy dip there where his thigh met his body. He slowly trailed kisses up Jared’s inner thighs, first the right and then the left, his cock getting harder the more he breathed him in. He felt the press of his wedding right against his finger and marveled a bit at it -- they’d really done it, they were married. He nuzzled at his husband’s balls, eyes rolling open to take in the view before he gave a slow lick. He was aware that their tiredness might still catch up with them, but Ty wanted to savor these first few moments and not rush.
Jared was not struggling to stay awake yet, his sleepiness was at a comfortable hazy level and fighting it was easy for now. He definitely didn't want to go to sleep so he kept himself propped up on his elbows so that he could watch Ty, his eyes a bit heavy lidded and his body reacting fast. Sure he'd already been filling out nicely in his fancy dress pants but he was already moving on from that half mast state and into a full blown erection as Ty teased his way toward his cock. He was so beautiful, that was all Jared kept thinking, just how beautiful his husband was, the way he moved, the way his lashes fanned against his skin when his eyes were closed. It was hard not to touch him so Jared leaned his weight on one side so he could reach down and run his fingers through Ty's hair. His ring gleamed against the black locks and it made emotion well up in Jared's chest again but oh how he was grateful that today's roller coaster of feelings was purely a happy one.
He could see and feel the way Jared’s cock lengthened and swelled, and Ty was eager to get it into his mouth. He lingered where he was for another moment or two anyway, licking and nuzzling until it felt like time to drag his tongue up the underside of Jared’s beautiful cock. He did so with a soft moan in his throat, and his eyes slipped closed as he teased that sensitive spot right under the head. Ty wrapped a couple of fingers around the base of his cock to hold it upright as he wrapped his lips fully around it and slowly pushed his head down. He’d loved sucking on Jared from the first moment they’d tried this, and that feeling hadn’t changed one bit since then. Now it felt even more meaningful, intense love mixed in with all the lust, and Ty just wanted Jared to feel as good as humanly possible tonight.
Jared felt like he'd reached the limit of human happiness already but he was happily cuddled up in the corner of that limit, feeling like the luckiest man ever born. It was kind of fun to have all the arousal mixed with that giddy feeling of joy and he felt almost playful with it, if not for the bone deep tiredness keeping him calm. "You are so fucking beautiful," he murmured and he couldn't imagine their sex life ever getting boring, not when just looking at Ty revved up all these feelings inside of him. And he was just so damn good at this too, his mouth hot and soft around Jared's cock, sucking just right. Jared watched his cock slowly slip between those lovely lips, wishing he could see it from a better angle, experience it in a multitude of ways. Ty always made him feel greedy, he always managed to hit some button in him that just made him rear up and want more.
That line felt like a tradition now when they had sex, but it still hadn’t gotten old or tired to Ty. He loved that Jared thought he was beautiful, and he loved that he felt beautiful with Jared. He seemed to especially need that now, after such a long and miserable isolation. His ego had suffered along with the rest of him, but just like with everything else, Jared helped. Ty always felt like a porn star when he sucked Jared’s cock, and tonight was no different, even if there was a bigger dose of romance involved than usual. It was their wedding night, and he wanted nothing more than to please his husband. Ty moaned softly around Jared’s cock, starting to bob his head with more purpose, loving the way the hot velvety skin felt sliding between his lips. This was just the warm up to more, so he didn’t go too fast and hard, but damn if he didn’t enjoy the tension he could feel spreading in Jared’s thighs and the way his breathing changed.
He was keeping up a perfect balance and it was the sort of blowjob Jared could enjoy for a long while, feeling like it both stimulated and soothed him at the same time. He was absolutely lulled into the gentle rhythm of it, tangling his fingers in Ty's hair, his breathing getting thicker and just a touch faster as he slowly became more restless. "What do you want to do tonight, baby?" he asked. "Want me to fuck you? Want to fuck me? Want to keep it simple?" He was game for anything at all at this point, just as long as it involved being close to Ty and he was starting to feel that itch for touching him more and tasting him. As good as this felt, he wanted Ty closer, wanted more of him all at once.
Ty had a good sense for when the time came to switch from oral to something else, and he wasn’t surprised at Jared’s timing with the questions. He gave a soft hum as he took his man’s length deep into his mouth one more time, then slowly pulled off of it and sat back on his heels. Ty grinned a bit as he wiped his mouth and stood up in one smooth motion. He wasn’t exactly sure which arrangement he wanted either, just as long as they were close and both fully engaged in it. Ty climbed up onto the bed to stretch out next to Jared, one hand drifting down to give his own cock a stroke or two -- it was hard as a rock and leaking and had been for a while. “Am I still the bride if I end up fucking you?” he murmured with a crooked grin, only mostly teasing. “You feel up for that?”
"You are the bride if you want to be the bride," Jared replied with a little laugh, wrapping his hand loosely around his own cock which felt a little neglected without Ty's affections. "You may not know this but this is a very equal opportunity marriage." He tittered again, snuggling closer to Ty and craning his neck to brush his lips against his jaw. "I'm up for anything tonight, as long as it involves you, me and this bed." Sure, having sex on different surfaces could be fun too - or even standing up - but he was pretty sure neither of them had the energy for gymnastics tonight. "It's been a while though, so you're gonna have to go slow if that's what you want."
Ty snickered softly at the first bit, pressing in close to Jared and dipping in to steal a soft kiss from him. He hadn’t really had any specific sexual arrangement in mind beforehand, but now that the option to fuck Jared was out there, he found that he really wanted to. All of their sex was intimate, every time, but Ty always felt extra close to Jared when he was inside of him. There was something about the vulnerability that they didn’t often tap into, he wanted that tonight. “Slow is perfect,” he murmured before he kissed Jared again, letting his hand run down his body. Ty caressed the bit of Jared’s cock that wasn’t covered by his hand, and down to his balls briefly. Neither of them had a ton of pep left tonight, but they could let that deep warm glow turn into leisurely lovemaking. Ty kissed his man for another moment, then pulled back with a hum and moved to get up. “Let’s pull the covers back then, I’ll grab the lube,” he said.
That meant getting up and for a second Jared didn't really want to. He stretched when Ty moved away, groaned softly and then moved to sit up as well. Bottoming could be overwhelming at times and he didn't do it very often but there was a level of intimacy to it that he found he wanted sometimes, allowing himself to be open and raw and loud. He just hoped the walls here were thick, otherwise R.I.P. to their neighbors he guessed. It really wasn't his problem because he was on his honeymoon. That thought gave him enough of a thrill to get going and he gave himself a couple of idle strokes once he was on his feet before focusing on getting the covers off the bed. It was kind of amazing to him how hotel workers always made so sure the covers were practically stapled to the bed and it took some muscling them loose from the professional tucking. He flopped down once he was done, beckoning Ty closer with a playful smile.
Ty had the easier job of crouching over their bags to rummage around until he found where their stash of lube was. It might’ve been sexier to set all this up before they started taking clothes off, but it was too late now, and Ty kind of liked the familiarity and domesticity of it all. They were beyond thinking that their wedding night had to be some flawless fairytale. They were still them, but married now. And Ty was about to stare into his husband’s eyes while he fucked him, and just the thought made his cock throb sweetly. Ty straightened up and turned to the bed, smiling at the sight of his big man stretched out on pure white sheets. He moved to turn off a couple of the lamps to give them a softer lighting, then came back to the bed to settle in on his side next to Jared. Ty dipped in to kiss him again, letting one hand wander down to lightly tease and caress his cock for a moment before he poured some lube into that hand to give Jared a few slow, real strokes. “I love you so much,” he whispered against his lips.
Jared's answer to that was a deeper kiss that he eagerly gave Ty, a quiet moan escaping his throat at the feel of his slick hand. This was really his favorite state of being, naked with Ty, able to touch and kiss him and hold him all he wanted. His body had ached for him when he was missing just as much as his soul had, their love such a beautiful balance of the physical and emotional. His cock swelled under Ty's touch and Jared rolled his hips up to encourage him, stroking Ty's arm lightly so as to not interrupt his movements. "I love you," he whispered before kissing him again. "So much." And again.
It all felt so good -- Jared’s lips against his own, the way his body rolled in that delicious way, the feel of hot slick skin sliding through his grip. Ty almost wanted to change the plan and just climb on top of Jared to ride that hard cock, but he knew fucking his man would end up being even more rewarding today. Hearing those soft words in between kisses made Ty’s chest feel overly full and warm, and he hummed out a quiet sound of appreciation. Ty stroked Jared for another moment or two, then let his fingers slip down lower to massage his balls, then the sensitive spot behind them, until finally he was lightly rubbing against Jared’s hole, kissing him deep but still slow and leisurely. He didn’t want to rush any of this.
Jared had a very similar thought because Ty's hand felt so good on his cock all slicked up, he wanted to slip it inside him and watch Ty ride him but it had been a while since they did this and he wasn't about to back out. The light pressure against his hole reminded him that he did in fact really like it when the mood was right and he spread his legs more to give Ty better access, raising his hips to meet that touch. "You know," he mumbled against Ty's lips. "You could totally reverse cowboy me while you prepare me." He was half joking, but only half. Technically it was called cowgirl but there'd been enough jokes already about Ty being the bride and cowboy just sounded both more accurate and hotter in the context.
Ty couldn’t help but let out a little huff of a laugh. “That’s the most Texan thing you’ve ever said,” he murmured through his grin. Ty appreciated the gender specification -- not that he had anything against cowgirls or women in general, he just wasn’t one, no matter how many bride jokes he made. He considered the logistics and while the idea was hot in a porno sort of way, he didn’t think he’d be able to physically pull it off well enough. Or he would get distracted and end up bottoming anyway. “I don’t think I could stop once I got your cock in me,” he murmured, nipping lightly at Jared’s bottom lip. “But you have my permission to stroke it if you want to.” Ty flashed him another little smile as he increased the pressure of his fingers, slowly easing one of them inside of Jared.
Jared was about to feign some complaints about the lack of gymnastics in their sex life but instead he sighed contently when Ty's finger breached him. He was pretty sure bottoming wasn't something he'd like doing with anyone but Ty, he didn't even play with that area when he was alone, but something about Ty doing it felt oh so good and he already couldn't wait for that feeling of fullness. Slow was good though, it had been months since they last did this. "I don't wanna come too fast," he mumbled when he found his words again, keeping his hand off his cock for now and just focusing on what Ty was doing with his hands. "But I'm glad I got your blessing, baby."
Even if he’d been flexible enough to make it work, being inside of Ty while his ass got played with and opened up might’ve made Jared come too fast anyway, so it was probably just as well. Pleasure from both ends was a lot to handle, he knew from experience. Ty gave another grin as he eased the finger deeper, working it slowly to get Jared’s body to relax. He considered himself very privileged that Jared liked for him to do this too -- he himself loved to bottom, but he knew it wasn’t everybody’s thing. They seemed to have struck a perfect balance for both of them. “You always got my blessing to feel good,” he murmured, dipping his head in to kiss and nibble at the side of Jared’s neck. When it felt right to do, Ty started working another finger into Jared, the tightness and heat making him look forward even more to getting his cock in there.
It wasn't quite as daunting as it had been the first time, or even the second time doing this. Jared knew what to expect and he was looking forward to all of it so that helped him relax some. Desire went a long way to loosen up a body and he already felt oh so spoiled as Ty's lips sent a little shiver through him. "That feels so good," he whispered, touching Ty instead of himself for now, letting his hand glide over his arm, side and back, wherever he could reach him really. "It's been way too long since we did this." It wasn't a complaint by far, Ty had been his first and in a way it felt beautiful that they revisit this on their wedding night. It had taken a while for Jared to find his balance in a same sex relationship, so often comparing it to a straight one despite trying not to. He couldn't really call it internalized homophobia since he didn't feel any shame or apprehension about it, but there was still some childish part of him that thought he was taking on the role of the woman when he bottomed even if he never thought the same of Ty. Maybe if they switched it up more often, but it was intense and Jared wasn't always in the mood for that level of intensity in sex. Tonight though, yes, he wanted everything Ty had to give and then some and some optimistic part of him still wanted to switch it up a few times tonight, have sex for hours, act like nympho teens hopped up on viagra.
The encouragement was always good to have and sexy to hear, and Ty gave a soft hum near Jared’s ear. He tried not to think about why it had been so long since they’d done this, his brain preferring to skip right over the past five or so months of his life. His time Over There had been so sexless, too filled with terror and survival and a horribly deep boredom that not many horny thoughts had strayed through his mind ... but he’d missed this immensely. Not only having Jared there with him, but naked and gorgeous and aroused, laid out like the most delicious buffet. It was so intimate and human and Ty now knew that he needed that to live in any sort of meaningful way. He knew he couldn’t express any of that in words, so he would just have to show Jared what it meant to him instead. “I know, you’re so tight,” he whispered to him, the last word dripping with lustful appreciation. His forearm flexed as he worked his fingers in and out of Jared, loosening him up gradually. “I can’t wait to slide my cock into you ... fuck you slow and deep ...”
As if he wasn't aroused enough, Ty's voice made Jared feel like melting, his cock twitching as he thought about how it would feel to have Ty's cock moving inside him, slow and deep, those words and the way Ty said them made Jared feel like squirming in the best of ways. "I remember the first time you fucked me," he murmured, pausing only to nibble on Ty's shoulder. "I was amazed that it fit at all. Still am." He let his hand stray lower until he found Ty's cock and sighed in appreciation at the thickness of it in his grip. It always seemed a lot bigger when he knew where it was going but at least he knew now he could take it and love every inch of it. "Think I can take it now? I don't know how long I can wait for you to fill me up."
Ty remembered that first time too, and how amazing it had been to experience. He’d bottomed for a few first-timers, but that had been the first time he’d fucked a man who had never done it before. It had been incredibly hot and continued to be every time after that. Jared felt ready to Ty as well by the time he said so, and he let out a soft groan and nipped at the side of Jared’s neck. Having his man’s big hand on him was making him ache for more, so he thought it was time. Ty gingerly pulled his fingers out and moved to kiss Jared hungrily on the mouth while he groped around for the lube bottle again. Once he had it, he pulled away to get up on his knees and kneel between Jared’s long legs. He dribbled some more lube into his palm and stroked it over his cock, making sure it looked good for Jared for a moment before he moved in closer. “Ready for me, baby?” Ty murmured as he lined their bodies up and rubbed the tip of his cock against Jared’s entrance.
Ty really was a sight to behold and Jared could have watched him a while longer if his body wasn't already so hungry for more. He pursed his lips at the question and huffed out some air before grinning. "If I didn't know better I'd say maybe not," he said, rubbing his leg against Ty's hip, unable to help but grind down against him a little. "But I know better so yeah, fucking yes, absolutely. Just go slow." His voice got a little quieter at those last words but he knew Ty wouldn't rush it, he had nothing but absolute trust for his husband and already that gentle rubbing had him needing more. He realized he was holding some tension in his body, his arousal had him wound tight, so he focused on relaxing to ready himself for Ty's thick cock.
He didn’t need to be told, but Ty didn’t mind hearing it again. It was kind of flattering in that lowbrow ‘I’ve got a big dick’ sort of way. Ty knew he was blessed, and so was Jared ... which just meant he knew from lots of happy experience how good it could feel to get fucked by a large cock, when things were done right. Ty leaned over Jared a bit more, bracing his free hand against the bed as he started to ease his way into Jared. He kept up a steady pressure, gazing down hungrily at his man until he felt the head of his cock slide in with a pleasant popping sensation. Ty’s eyelashes fluttered and he let out a heavier breath. Licking his lips, he focused on Jared’s face again, giving him a moment to adjust. “Fuck, you feel so good already,” he breathed softly, fingers spreading a bit more lube around.
That sensation elicited a small gasp from Jared but then he was grinning lazily again, eyes half-lidded as he relaxed into it. "So do you," he whispered, eyes closing momentarily as Ty slipped in deeper, easing him open and filling him with that sweet pressure. He rocked his hips just a touch without thinking about it, loving the subtle change in feeling it brought. When he opened his eyes again his gaze fixed on Ty's lips, lovely and slick and parted like an invitation so he reached up to pull him down for another kiss. "This is just right," he murmured, meaning the slow way Ty was easing into him. He knew from experience it would take a few moments for him to be ready enough to really take a fucking and he also knew he'd be lost in the sensation by then so he focused on Ty for now, nipping at his bottom lip. "Just keep going like this."
Ty was staring down at him, transfixed by every tiny shift in his expression. His man was beautiful all the time, but especially in moments like these. He didn’t hesitate to get lower to kiss him though, getting a good taste of him between his words. Ty had to smile briefly -- Jared got so bossy as a bottom, it was always kind of endearing. “Just like this?” he whispered as he slowly inched his way deeper. It was true that they didn’t do this very often, so the feedback was good, but Ty felt he had a good sense of pacing with Jared now. As much as his hips were ready to speed up and thrust harder, he enjoyed having to pace himself. There were so many sensual details to soak in.
"Yeah," Jared more sighed than whispered and Ty's words only added to how good this felt. "Just like this." He was kind of amazed when he felt Ty press against him fully and knew his cock was as deep as it would go. "So deep," he whispered. "God you feel good." He was currently moving more than Ty was, slowly and exploringly grinding down against him as he kissed him. "Think I'm almost ready for you," he murmured, his voice a little strained. "Just... slow." Every time he bottomed he felt intensely impressed with how hard Ty could take it whereas Jared was a lot more sensitive, maybe it was practice or maybe Ty was just that much tougher than him.
“I got you, baby,” Ty murmured, smiling faintly again. This was one of those times he was grateful that Jared was so sensitive -- being so careful with him was a distraction from how intensely good it felt to be buried inside of him. Especially with the grinding. Ty needed to take his time too, so it worked out for both of them. He shifted his knees in a little closer as he caught Jared’s mouth for another deep kiss, and slowly started drawing his hips back. The tight drag around his cock sent waves of pleasure through him, and Ty made a soft sound in the back of his throat. The thrust back in was just as careful and felt just as delicious, and Ty’s balls were already feeling heavy and full.
Jared thought he'd been doing a pretty good job at keeping it down but that all went right out the window as soon as Ty started moving. He groaned loudly, his breathing shuddered and then a small shaky laugh escaped his throat. "Jesus," he breathed. "I forgot how big you feel." His smile was faint but genuine as he focused on relaxing more and letting Ty back in deep. His whole body felt like squirming and something about the way Ty's cock dragged against his insides was sending little jolts straight to his balls. That spot inside of him seemed to be perking up too, waking up and slowly beginning to react to the stimulation with a different kind of building pleasure.
Who didn’t like to hear that? Especially punctuated with those deep kinds of moans that he seemed to feel in his core. Ty smiled briefly, rolling his hips as their bodies came flush together again. “Just lemme know what you need,” he murmured, slowly working Jared’s ass with shorter pumps. His body was getting restless, eager to strain and pound, but it kind of felt good to hold back. He dipped his head in to kiss the side of Jared’s neck, moving down over his collarbone to his chest while his thrusts gradually lengthened again. The slide felt easier, but Ty still paced himself, taking his cues from how Jared sounded and moved.
It was wild how he could feel such different things at once, Jared thought as his body simultaneously felt like melting and taut like a wire. "Oh my God," he groaned and moved his hands down to grip Ty's ass tightly, feeling those muscles work against his palms and pulling him in deep. "Fuck it's too much," he moaned but he kept grinding down to meet Ty, arching his neck to press his head down into the pillow. "Don't fucking stop," he had the wherewithal to add when he realized that Ty might misunderstand and actually slow down or something. Too much didn't mean bad, it was just a lot and everything was starting to feel hypersensitive and raw in the best of ways. He so rarely lost control of himself and he so rarely wanted to but getting fucked always sent him reeling and sometimes that was just exactly what he needed.
Ty had enough experience with topping Jared now that he knew better than to stop -- nothing in his body language was bad or resistant. His cock was a lot for someone fucked so infrequently, and it always seemed to be a very intense occasion for Jared. Ty liked it that way. That intense connection had been exactly what he wanted for their wedding night, even if he hadn’t planned this specifically. And fuck, did it feel good for him too. He kept his thrusts slow and long for a while, pushing in deep and pulling back until just the sensitive head of his cock was engulfed before he rocked his hips back toward Jared again. Ty kissed and nipped at the side of his neck, feeling the vibrations of Jared’s moans against his lips and loving every second of it. Ty lifted his head to kiss Jared again as he started to speed up a bit, a sweet fullness in his balls. “I missed you so much, baby,” he whispered. “You feel so fucking good.”
"God, you too," Jared moaned and it was good in that 'too much too good' kinda way that made him somewhat surprised he could still form words, especially when Ty started going faster, each thrust drawing a loud moan out of Jared and his climax both felt like it was building up too fast and not fast enough, leaving him teetering in that mindless and overwhelming state of being. Of course he had avoided touching his cock so far, not wanting too much stimulation to start with but he was getting to that place where he started craving that added sensation and so he let his hand drift down from Ty's ass to his cock, keeping his grip loose to start with. "Getting close," he groaned, as if his straining body and throbbing cock weren't an indication enough already. He just knew he'd need Ty to stop once he did come, at least for a minute while he recovered and he'd much rather they come together.
This was the only time that Ty felt like cocks got in the way -- when he wanted to be as close to Jared as possible but they needed room between them for maximum pleasure. He slowed his pacing down at Jared’s warning, not exactly close to this own orgasm, and he knew how sensitive everything got afterward. Ty pressed their lips together again, his hips going back to that slow rocking that didn’t get either of them very far. “Not yet,” he murmured, and flashed a grin that was a little impish. Ty nipped at Jared’s bottom lip. “You wanna ride me? I want to watch you touch yourself and feel your cum on my chest ...” It would also give Jared more control over the pacing, so maybe they could drag it out a little longer.
Jared considered it for a moment and while it was amazing in theory he still shook his head with a shaky little laugh. "Bold of... you to assume my legs work right now." He released his cock to stroke Ty's hip, watching him with slightly unfocused eyes. "That okay, baby? You said you'd do all the work." One day he would absolutely ride his man and put him away wet, but he had a hard time imagining that happening tonight. He'd probably just fumble around uselessly, wobbly with exhaustion and hyper-arousal and hell, maybe he liked being a pillow princess every once in a while. It didn't happen that often. "This feels so good," he added with a content sigh, meeting Ty's slow movements with a roll of his hips.
Ty let out a little ‘aw,’ but it was teasing and he did understand. It wasn’t really a disappointment, everything felt incredible right where they were. They had all kinds of time ahead of them to do whatever they wanted, they were together for life now. “That’s okay, I got you,” he murmured, leaning in close to bump his forehead against Jared’s. He nudged their noses together and thrust with a bit more purpose, careful not to go too fast. He just had to trust himself to time it right and listen to Jared’s cues and let himself get lost in what he was doing. “Fuck, you’re so tight,” he breathed. Ty sped up for a few thrusts only to slow down again and grind in deep.
'I got you' shouldn't have sounded so sexy but it did and Jared moaned in appreciation as he draped his arms around him for a moment of extra closeness. "M'not that tight, you're just fucking big," he teased and then Ty picked up speed and his eyes rolled closed as another loud moan escaped him. "I can probably come on command when you're ready," he said with a breathless little laugh, digging his fingers into Ty's back as his cock pressed against his prostate, sending sparks flying. "God you feel good, baby. Fuck me harder, I want to feel you come inside me."
He could hear the hunger in Jared’s voice edging into desperation, and his last words sent a fresh wave of hot pleasure through his core. Ty loved making him moan and carry on, but when it formed into dirty, needy words, it really did something to him. Jared had such a wholesome, good old boy exterior to most people, Ty really relished getting to see this side of him. And he did want to fuck faster, harder, he just wanted to send Jared off properly too. With a low groan, Ty grabbed one more rough kiss, then pushed himself up, shifting around to sit back on his heels. “You want it harder, huh?” he murmured warmly, still rocking his hips as he quickly picked up the bottle of lube again to get some in his palm. Ty wrapped his slick hand around Jared’s cock, just holding on for a moment as he built into faster, harder thrusts. It wasn’t going to take him long like that, his expression furrowed with concentration as moans slipped past his lips. When he felt right on the edge, Ty started stroking Jared’s cock, firm and quick. “Come with me,” he gasped as everything inside of him tightened up.
Jared had said he could probably come on command and this was pretty much as close as he got to it. He didn't need to be told or asked, that quicker pace and the added pressure on his cock already had him hard pressed to hold back and Ty's words were a beautiful permission to just let go. He came a few seconds before Ty did, losing all sense of time and space as his orgasm tore through him, tensing his muscles and sending shudders through his body. He was blissfully unaware of how loud he got, the moans wrenched out of him before he went quiet and mostly still, holding his breath and trembling while his cock throbbed in Ty's hand. Ty's cock felt bigger somehow as he clenched around him, tight and hard and completely out of his control, his toes curling and his grip on Ty a little too hard for those few seconds.
It was hard to stay coordinated as he was suddenly drowning in pleasure, but Ty did his best to keep a steady hand as he jerked Jared off, making plenty of his own noise. His hips jerked as he kept pumping into Jared, his cock jerking as he emptied himself into his man. Ty kept his eyes open by sheer willpower, drinking in Jared’s ecstatic expression and the way his cock leaked white in his fist. He was so fucking sexy and powerful and beautiful in that moment, Ty’s chest felt like it might implode for a minute, the emotion amplifying his pleasure. He rode the intensity as long as he could, shivering and moaning helplessly, but finally Ty started to come down, his hips slowing to a stop and his grip on Jared’s cock loosening up. “Oh my god, babe,” he sighed, giving one more slow roll of his hips.
There was a reason the french called orgasms 'little death' and for a long moment Jared wasn't present at all for anything, his thoughts a white noise as his entire being came centered on just the overwhelming carnal sensations. It took a while to come back from that, his thick chest rising and falling rapidly with his heavy breath, and he was still clutching Ty tightly with both arms and legs. He slowly came to again, blinking his eyes open and trying to fix his gaze on Ty. "Fuck," he whispered and that slow roll sent another spark through him, making his body jolt. "Aw Jesus," he murmured and smiled when Ty started coming into focus again. "I nearly blacked out there. That's a powerful dick you've got there." He had loosened his grip on Ty and let his hands slide down to his flanks, loosely holding onto him.
That full-body twitch made Ty grin faintly and he made himself stop moving. As much as he wanted to draw every tiny sensation out of the both of them, he knew how painfully sensitive everything could feel on Jared’s side. Ty chuckled softly at his words and let go of his cock to lean down again to press a few soft kisses to Jared’s lips. “It’s legally your powerful dick now, to do with what you wish,” he murmured with a soft snicker. Ty nuzzled their noses together. He was ready to relax now, possibly just pass the fuck out for the next twelve hours, but that meant having to move, and that sucked. Ty kissed his man and lingered in it for a moment. “I love you, husband,” he whispered when their lips parted again. “Ready to get cleaned up?”
The real answer here was that Jared wished they had magic at their disposal and could just magically clean up without having to move. He felt boneless and happy right where he was and he wanted to stay there and feel Ty's cock go soft inside of him. "Only if you help me, husband," he said instead, the words coming out a little slurred and lazy. "And then I think I can sleep for days." Hunger would wake him, or his bladder, but if not for those things he really did feel like he could just pass out and not know what day or time it was by the time he woke up again. That was usually a shitty feeling but not this time, he had no obligations for now except to Ty and as long as he woke up next to his husband, he'd be content.
There would be more to do the next day, more family to see and chat and eat with, but sleeping for days sounded ideal to Ty at the moment, so he was just going to pretend they didn’t need to set an alarm at all. Maybe ever again. That could work, right? He hummed and kissed Jared a bit more before he forced himself to pull back and start the arduous process of climbing off of him and getting up. His body felt sated and lazy, but at the same time kind of light and floaty with an effusive happiness that Ty thought might be sticking around for a while. He was still elated to be married, and he didn’t see that changing any time soon. He wanted to make quick work of getting clean so he could slip into bed next to his husband and fall into a blissful sleep.