Jared Gaines (thatbigguy) wrote in shadows_rpg, @ 2021-05-05 00:07:00 |
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Entry tags: | #june 2018, jared, jared x ty, ty |
Who: Jared & Ty
Where: Texas!
When: Wednesday, June 13th
Warning: Turns NSFW
Status Complete, part 2
After showers, they ate their evening meal outside again and watched the sun start to set while their food settled. Ty idly wondered if he would ever have a stomach ache again, or heartburn. If he would have any way to know if he was passing a kidney stone or having a heart attack way down the line. His dad had been in a lot of pain from his cancer at the end, would Ty just blissfully carry on, losing weight and getting sicker until his body just gave out? It seemed like a mixed blessing. He realized he was dwelling again and pulled himself away from it, turning his attention to Jared. “You ready to go in?” he asked. “Settle in and watch something, maybe?”
Being out in nature with all its activity and fresh air always ended up making Jared go to sleep early and get up at the crack of dawn. He liked to think there was some primal clock inside of them that got corrected when they left the hustle and bustle of the urban areas. He wasn't sleepy yet, but he knew he would be soon now that the darkness was setting in and the crickets were starting their monotonous little song. "That sounds good," he murmured, though he was a bit lost in thought and of course those thoughts were all connected to Ty's condition. He was trying not to focus on the bad of it, but he had so many questions and most of them were fearful so focusing on the silly or more curious ones was tricky. "How are you feeling?" he asked as he got up and gathered the plates for Ty to take so he could put away the table and chairs.
Ty stood as well and took their small stack of eating equipment, having to put a bit of work into not rolling his eyes at that question. He had a feeling he was going to be getting it a lot, so he may as well get used to it. “I feel full and lazy, and like I’m wearing too many clothes and am not in bed with my husband like I should be,” he answered. All of it was honest, and the last bit was a touch cheeky as he smirked at Jared. Ty popped a quick kiss to his lips, then turned to climb into the RV. He was careful of his footing, as he’d been for the past day, less concerned with hurting himself and more with adding to Jared’s stress. His man didn’t need him twisting his ankle or something stupid ... though Ty was kind of curious how fast an injury like that might heal, he was in no rush to find out. He got the dishes into the tiny sink and did a bit more puttering around before he sat down on the bunk to take his shoes off.
At least those things were something Jared could remedy, as soon as he'd put everything away, and he hurried with the table and chairs before joining Ty inside. He waited until he too was sitting on the bunk before he started undressing, he already had to bend down to walk in there so pulling off his shirt was a hassle if he was standing up, but as soon as he was sitting he was quite comfortable. "So, does everything else feel the same? It's just pain?" he asked as he unbuttoned his shirt, glancing at Ty curiously. "I hope you can still orgasm," he added, only partially kidding. Sex was such a pain-pleasure affair at times, what if this whole thing had impaired Ty's ability to enjoy it?
The possibility of pleasure being inaccessible hadn’t occurred to Ty yet, and his brows went up for a moment. “Aw shit, don’t even say that,” he drawled, his tone a mix of joking and actual concern. Ty tried to push it away. “Everything else feels normal, as far as I can tell,” he said. He felt like he’d repeated that fact enough times that he was starting to question if it was actually true. Could he feel good sensations? What if he was just losing his sense of extremes? Would he be stuck in some bland mediocre sensory hell for the rest of his life? Why did every fucking question make him so anxious? Ty forced a little smile. “That one’s at least fun to test out,” he muttered. He sat still for a beat, then started stripping down to his boxer briefs. He was feeling far from horny at the moment, but he definitely needed some skin to skin time with Jared, whatever shape that took.
"I'll happily help you find out," Jared replied and as soon as he'd stripped down to his boxers, he moved to stretch out on his side of their bed, watching Ty with warm affection. He wasn't exactly aroused at the moment either, it wasn't the easiest mindset to get into when worry still gnawed at him. They sure as hell hadn't felt up to doing anything the night before but he knew that could change once Ty was close to him, half-naked and delicious, especially with how they were trying so hard to feel normal right now. "We don't have to do anything, or we can do everything," he murmured and reached his hand out for Ty to join him. "I'm happy to do all the work this time."
Ty already wondered if this would affect how Jared treated him in bed, if he would hold back now to make sure he didn’t hurt Ty in some way he couldn’t feel. It was a waste of energy to dread something he didn’t know would happen, but he could already feel it in the pit of his stomach. He loathed the idea of being treated like glass in any way, especially when sometimes he just needed to feel his man’s strength against his body, needed to push and wrestle and be taken. Once he’d shed most of his clothes, Ty took Jared’s hand and settled down next to him, on his side facing him. He draped his arm over Jared’s side and gave him a soft smile, trying to push those worries away before they ruined the moment for him. “Just kiss me and we’ll see where it goes,” he murmured.
Thankfully it didn't even occur to Jared to be more careful in their sex life moving forward, he'd never accidentally pushed too far and hurt someone and the thought that he might suddenly do that now was far from his mind. His main worry was that Ty would get sick and not feel it, that something would go terribly wrong and he'd die from internal bleeding without so much as a little cramp to warn him. But there were ways around that, endless hospital visits, a whole lot of money spent on regular MRIs, whatever it would take. He smiled back at him now, easing his thoughts onto sweeter pastures and it wasn't too hard when Ty was smiling at him like that. "Oh I can do that," Jared murmured at his request, moving closer until their bodies were touching. "I'm always happy to kiss my husband," he added quietly before pressing his lips to Ty's, just taking a moment to feel them against his own before he started kissing him.
Even though they hadn’t been husbands for very long at all, Ty felt the same way. Of course, they’d been eager to kiss each other pretty much constantly from that first time, so it wasn’t a stretch at all. Ty didn’t want to talk anymore at all, and he was almost relieved to have his mouth occupied with Jared’s. He tried to stop the wheels in his head from spinning and just focus on the shape of Jared’s lips and the way they caressed his own, and all that warm Man against him. Ty’s hand spread against Jared’s back, between the shoulder blades to hold him close, and he slipped his knee between Jared’s legs to rest against his thick thigh. The kiss stayed chaste for longer than usual, both of them seemed to need to ease into the mood, but soon enough Ty was parting his lips further to get a taste of his husband, his body starting to warm up.
That act of parting his lips was such a subtle change and yet so all encompassing, it sent a riot of feelings through Jared, as if it was the first time. It was crazy the effect Ty always had on him, so easily winding him up and melting him down in the best ways possible. He deepened the kiss, let it become more possessive as he pushed Ty back a bit to half cover him, pressing his body down against his. It wasn't flawless and he hadn't pushed those nuisance thoughts entirely away, like what if he pinched something and bruised Ty by accident? There was no way of knowing. He tried to remind himself he hadn't ever hurt Ty during sex before and he wasn't about to change his style of making out or fucking so drastically that it would become a problem. But what if? God he wanted to turn that part of his brain off. "I love you," he whispered into Ty's mouth, nipping on his bottom lip and gently rubbing his hip. "I want you."
Ty rolled when he was urged, his arms slipping further around Jared to hold on tighter. He loved feeling the weight of his man’s bulk against him, and Ty instinctively pushed his hips up against Jared. He was still having his own anxious thoughts, but they were quieter now and he was gradually losing himself in the moment. There was relief mixed in with the growing arousal, and a dumb sort of gratitude that Jared could always influence his mood so much. The quiet words and the nibble sent a tiny shiver down his body and Ty made a soft sound as he rolled his hips again. His cock had been lazily filling out as they kissed, but hearing ‘I want you’ sped things along quite a bit. “I love and want you too,” he breathed. He definitely wanted Jared’s body, that desire was growing by the second, but it meant so much more than that, and it was clear in his tone. Ty kissed him deeply again, hands running over the big muscles in his back.
"I'm all yours," Jared told him truthfully and he might have already promised himself to him forever and ever, but that didn't mean he couldn't keep telling him every day. He could feel Ty's cock plump out against his thigh and he wondered if Ty could feel it all too, if somehow his perceptions of things had shifted along with his sense of pain. He could feel heat and cold and pressure but there were subtleties to sensations that could have changed. God he hoped it hadn't all changed, that this would still be fulfilling for him, that he could still make Ty lose himself in pleasure. "I wasn't even horny half a minute ago," he murmured with a little smile, gently rubbing their beards together before kissing Ty again. "Look what you do to me."
So far, Ty was relieved to feel that getting turned on felt the same as it always had, like a heat spreading through his core while most of his focus was drawn to the growing pressure in his cock. There was the pressure in his chest too, that always came when he was feeling particularly in love with his man. Ty smiled faintly at what he said, slipping one hand down between them to feel for Jared’s erection himself. They still both had their boxers on, and it was still hot to rub him through the soft fabric, like he was exploring -- even though he knew Jared’s cock almost as well as his own by now. “I ain’t gonna complain,” he murmured, rocking his hips a tiny bit to emphasize that he was in the same boat. “You do it to me too.” The bit of friction against Jared’s thigh felt good, and Ty gave a little hum and scraped his teeth over his bottom lip.
"Yeah, I can feel that," Jared replied, lips curling into a warm smile. He wasn't going to ask, even if the question was burning in his brain, he was just going to keep going and see how Ty reacted and hope it would be in the best way possible. So far it was promising and he liked to think he was being silly for worrying about something like that. Sex wasn't pain - although orgasms could sometimes ride a fine line there - they could still have this. He moved to kiss and nibble on Ty's neck, sliding his fingers down Ty's hip until it caught in the waistband of his boxers. He pulled at it and let his hand slip underneath the cotton to wrap around Ty's cock. He always loved the feel of it in his hand, that subtly different shape and size, thick and hot against his palm. He didn't stroke yet, just enjoyed the feel of it in his grip and the thought of it in his mouth.
Ty shifted his hips slightly to give Jared more room to get into his boxers, a flash of heat running through him. The sensation of Jared’s big hand closing around his cock was delicious, and settled the question of whether he could still feel pleasure in Ty’s mind. If it already felt this good, having Jared’s cock pushed deep inside of him was going to be as incredible as it always was. Ty helped push his boxer briefs down a bit more, then he reached to do the same with Jared’s, so he could take him in hand as well. Ty kissed him hungrily for a moment as he squeezed gently, then murmured, “Feels good,” against Jared’s lips. Ty wanted him to be reassured too.
Sex feeling good was something Jared realized he'd taken for granted but only because of the very real fear that this would be taken away from them along with Ty's sense of pain. It seemed so oddly specific that he doubted it was nerve damage causing it, more likely some anomaly, some new supernatural bullshit to deal with. He just wasn't sure if that was better or worse yet, he could only hope it was better. Ty's words were reassuring in their simplicity, two words that could have so easily just meant he liked where this was going, like it was their first time fooling around. In some ways it was their first time, it was a new thing at least and he felt a little nervous in a way he hadn't in a long time. He wanted to ask if good meant it felt the same, if anything was different, but he stopped himself from thinking too hard about it and kissed Ty deeply again as he slowly rocked into his hand. He still hadn't decided if he wanted to fuck Ty or just suck him off tonight and it didn't feel like a decision to be made, more a feeling to be followed. It depended a lot on Ty but Jared swore to himself he wouldn't let his fears get in the way of whatever they wanted to do. "Let me get these off proper and then I want you in my mouth," he murmured against Ty's lips, pulling back to look at him and then rolling off him to get his boxers fully out of the way.
Jared’s hand felt as good around him as it always had, and for that little while Ty was content just making out and stroking one another. The fact that there was something new and weird going on with him faded to the back of his memory, so he didn’t predict that Jared still had all kinds of questions, he was just relieved and glad to definitely be feeling pleasure. Ty looked a tad dazed when Jared pulled away from the kiss, then the words made sense and he nodded slightly, a happy little tingle running through him at the promise of an incoming blowjob. They traded plenty of those all the time, but that didn’t make them any less enticing. Ty took the opportunity to get his boxer briefs off as well, not sure now why they’d even left their underwear on at all a few minutes ago. Just in case neither of them were feeling it, he supposed. Ty should have known better. Even if he couldn’t physically feel anything at all, he was pretty sure he would still want to be intimate with Jared. He needed this, especially now. Ty settled back again once he was fully naked, one hand slipping down to adjust his jutting erection a bit.
He was a whole snack and Jared smiled as he looked him over, fumbling for the lube before he moved back toward him, just to have it handy for later. He left it within reach on the small bed, then moved languidly over Ty to kiss him briefly before trailing those kisses down his chest and stomach. He had the sudden urge to try to tickle him, just to see if that worked but Ty had never been overly ticklish so it wouldn't tell him much anyway. He glanced up at him, smiling again as he thought about how lovely it would be to make him actually giggle but moaning would do just fine so he gently nudged Ty's hand out of the way before taking him in his mouth, slow at first to fully enjoy every second of it. They had all the time in the world and it was still early.
Ty didn’t feel much like giggling as Jared kissed his way down his body, more eager to get lost in those delicious little flutters in his body with every kiss. He watched the progress with softly parted lips, his breathing already slightly heavier from their warmup and how damn good Jared looked settling between his thighs. It was cramped in the RV bunk, but they’d been making it work for days now. Ty gave a soft sigh at the first touch of Jared’s lips, dark lashes fluttering closed for a brief moment. He moved his hand to slip his fingers through Jared’s short hair, his hips flexing just a touch.
Jared knew Ty too well to think for even a second he might fake this to make Jared feel better, there had always been intense trust between them and Ty knew Jared hated dishonesty, even if it was there to protect him. He felt something inside him squeeze pleasantly at Ty's reactions, the love he felt for him bubbling up and his arousal for him intensifying. He could feel this, he could feel it all and the thickening cock in Jared's mouth only solidified this for him, making him relax a little more into what he was doing. Ty was so damn beautiful, he told him this every time they fucked but he still didn't feel like he told him enough, because it sang in his head whenever he was near him. Beautiful. So beautiful it hurt sometimes.
If Ty hadn’t been able to feel anything, he would’ve been too upset to fake pleasure, even if he’d wanted to spare Jared’s feelings. But he’d spent so much of his life being fake, he definitely didn’t want to do it with the person he loved and trusted most in the world. Thankfully, his nerve endings still seemed to know what they were doing with good feelings, and the way Jared touched and sucked him felt incredible. It was beyond nice to just slip into the simpler state of mind of arousal, and let the hamster wheel in his brain slow down. Ty pressed his head back into the pillow behind it, letting out a louder groan as Jared’s tongue passed over a sensitive spot, content to let his man pamper him for a little while.
Jared had briefly tried to imagine life without this and he was so happy to let those speculations go, to know that they still had this. Even if everything else might fall apart, they could still be intimate and not having to think about it anymore spurred him on and made him want more. He gave himself a little more time just using his mouth and drinking in every little reaction but his mind was now on the little vial and he was oh so aware of where it was and what he needed to do to reach it that when he finally let himself do it, it was an almost automatic and completely mindless move. He didn't even look, staying focused on what he was doing with his mouth, eyes still closed as he took Ty's cock deep and flicked his tongue against it even as his fingers worked at opening the bottle and getting his fingers slicked up so he could work at getting Ty open and ready.
It was so easy to just get lost in the sensations Jared was creating in his body and float along on the waves of pleasure and not think about anything bad or scary or dark. It felt so good to not think at all, and Ty was beyond grateful that was still possible for him. He just let it all go as he laid there while Jared lavished attention on his cock, moaning and twitching underneath it. His man knew his body so well by now that Ty didn’t even have to try not to come, Jared knew right when to back off and change up what he was doing, and it was all fucking perfect. When he felt Jared’s wet fingers probing elsewhere, Ty automatically spread his legs further, pulling one knee up to give him room. Ty wanted more too, wanted to feel Jared’s body against his own, kiss him while they were so intimately connected.
Jared hadn't been worried about Ty not wanting to get fucked tonight but he still felt a rush of gratitude and heightened arousal when Ty so obviously welcomed it and gave him more space to play with him. He knew that for himself, getting fucked was a weird mix of pain and intense pleasure - or pleasure so intense it was almost painful - so he was very curious about whether it would feel different for Ty in any way. There might be less pain in general for him, he always took it far better than Jared did and had way more stamina for it but it still made him wonder and he really hoped this pain thing only had to do with the kind of pain that came with damage. Ideally this strange new thing would go away entirely but for now Jared was focused on the sex part of it. If Ty ever felt pain during sex, it wasn't a bad thing to get rid of it - unless he enjoyed it. Jared had often been rough with him and toed that line of 'too much' and they both enjoyed that. How would that change? His mind was reeling a little with questions, even as he focused on Ty's body and on gently fucking his fingers into him, reaching for that sweet spot to warm him up more. The only thing that seemed to quiet all those thoughts down was when he found a better balance and reached down to stroke himself, thinking instead about how it would feel to actually fuck Ty again. That did the trick and his worries faded away again, letting him be content in the moment.
Since he was drowning in pleasurable attention, Ty didn’t have any of those worries in his brain at the moment. It was a sweet relief. All he could do was lie there, tension running through his body in waves while Jared bobbed his head over his cock and worked his fingers inside of Ty. It became even harder to think once he’d been penetrated by those thick digits, and Ty started to moan and rock his hips with more purpose. His hands brushed through Jared’s hair again, clenching briefly in the short strands. He wished he could touch more of him, but Ty definitely didn’t want him to stop what he was doing. Jared’s cock was going to feel even better, but Ty felt greedy for his mouth too -- it was really too bad that neither of them were bendy enough to fuck and suck cock at the same time. Though if they could, they might not ever do anything else.
Jared was in no rush to stop this, he'd found a comfortable position to be in where he could stroke himself while making Ty moan and it was easy to get lost in the moment, riding high on a wave of pleasure. He did know Ty's body well by now, recognized the subtle differences in the way he moved and sounded, so he knew when to ease up and not go too far. When he reached that point he finally pulled back, still lazily stroking his own cock and letting his fingers go still within Ty. "I want to fuck you," he murmured huskily, his eyes dark as he looked up at his husband. "You want more?" He knew the answer was yes, there was no way Ty didn't also want to take this further, he just wanted to hear him say it.
God, those words never got old, did they? The deep raspy need in Jared’s voice sent a little shiver through Ty as he met his man’s gaze, teeth scraping over his full bottom lip. He was naturally handsome all the time in a wholesome and friendly way, but Ty felt privileged he got to see Jared like this. That sexy heat was just for him, and he was definitely ready for more of it. “Yes,” he whispered back, looking almost dazed as he stared down, fingers brushing over Jared’s jaw. “I want your cock, come fuck me.” His own cock felt thick and heavy against his lower belly, the muscle under it giving a happy twitch in anticipation. He wanted to feel his man’s big body pressing him down into the mattress, wanted to feel as full of Jared as he could get.
That perfect reply made Jared groan low in his throat, deliciously dirty and endearingly demanding. He grabbed the lube before moving over Ty, rubbing his cock against his thigh as he leaned down to give him a hungry kiss. "How can I say no to that," he murmured between kisses, slowly getting himself in a better position between Ty's thighs, letting their cocks press together just to start with. He didn't think he would ever want to say no to Ty or deny him anything but that was a different story, this was something he desperately wanted to do as well. Their bodies moved together, no hesitation or confusion about how they wanted to do things and Jared brushed his cock against Ty's opening once they'd found a good position. "You ready for me, baby?" he moaned, his cock throbbing with the need to penetrate, to feel that tightness close in around it and yet he waited a second, teasing himself just as much as he was teasing Ty by just rubbing the tip against him, pressing just a bit to feel him open up for him.
Ty wrapped his legs around Jared’s hips as he got close enough, his hands reaching to touch skin as soon as possible. He ran them over Jared’s broad shoulders and arms as they kissed, a brief smirk crossing his face. His man just couldn’t say no to him, and he loved it -- at least not when it came to this. The hot smoothness of Jared’s cock rubbing against him was delicious, drawing a couple of low groans out of him. “Yes,” he said again, his thighs squeezing Jared’s sides as if he could pull him in himself. He shifted his hips with need and gave a little whine. “Please baby, I need you ...” Ty knew Jared wouldn’t leave him hanging, but who didn’t like to be begged a little? He knew Jared did.
Jared fucking loved being told he was needed, especially during sex, especially in that tone of voice that made his insides twist happily and his cock throb with anticipation. Ty really had a way with making him all twisted up and melty inside, that hadn't changed and he didn't think it ever would. Air rushed out of his lungs in a breathy moan and he gave Ty a hungry look as he spoke, then nodded sharply and slowly eased his cock inside. He watched his face intently as he did, wanting to drink in his expression even if he wasn't consciously wondering if felt the same for him anymore, too wrapped up in the moment to worry. He still wanted to see though, another low moan escaping his lips at how good it felt.
Even with the warm up of Jared’s fingers, there was almost always at least a little sting when he replaced them with his cock. He’d never minded it in the past, it was all just part of the experience. Ty didn’t feel it this time though, but all of the good pressure was still there, the tight feeling that made being stretched so delicious. His eyes rolled closed and he groaned deep in his chest, his back arching slightly off the bed as Jared filled him up. “Fuck,” he hissed, his hands moving to slide restlessly over Jared’s arms and sides again. He was subconsciously hunting for any sign of pain too, but there was nothing but intensity and pleasure so far. Ty’s eyes cracked open again and he licked his bottom lip, staring up at Jared.
Jared couldn't help but smile at him, relief and love evident in his eyes as he gazed down at him. He didn't need to ask if it was different because if it was, it was obviously not in any bad way. "I love fucking you," he whispered, mesmerized by the way Ty's tongue trailed along his full lips like a damn invitation. "I love fucking you so much," he added with a little laugh before accepting the invitation, leaning down and kissing Ty again, deep and hungry. He rolled his hips slowly, a sweet tremble going through his body at the pressure hitting his cock just right and god he couldn't get enough of Ty's hands on him.
Ty was more than happy to touch him, running his palms and fingers over the lines and curves of Jared’s big shoulders and upper arms while they kissed, one of them finally settling to squeeze the back of his neck. He moaned helplessly as Jared started to move, that deep dragging feeling as his hips pulled back sending a rush of pleasure through him with every stroke. “I love being fucked by you,” he whispered breathlessly against Jared’s mouth. “And fucking you back.” A brief smile crossed his face and he nipped lightly at Jared’s bottom lip. It was good to know that being with his man didn’t really feel any differently yet. If anything, he would just lose the soreness that sometimes came when they got too vigorous -- so far Ty didn’t see any downsides at all for their sex life. It was a relief.
It was hard to worry about a damn thing during sex with Ty and in more than one way it felt like a release and this time it did come with a relief that had nothing to do with distraction and pleasure. Ty's expression told him everything he needed to relax a little about the whole situation, if nothing else - they still had this, his man still looked drunk with pleasure as Jared thrust into him, his cock hard and hot between them. "I love it when you fuck me too, yeah," he moaned. "I love you. Everything about you." He kissed him again, deeply but not for too long at a time, needing to breathe harder than a kiss would allow for but he also needed that closeness and the feel of Ty's tongue against his own.
Fucking Jared was always incredible, but Ty could never get enough of this -- his man’s big body straining over his, pumping that thick cock into him over and over again. Ty kissed him back as much as possible, his own breathing escalating into panting rather quickly. He loved Jared back, more than he had the words for. Sometimes it felt like he didn’t even have room in his chest for all of it, that one day it would crack his body wide open. If it hadn’t happened yet, with everything they’d been through, it likely wouldn’t, but that didn’t stop that fullness from pushing against his ribs at moments like this. Ty hooked his legs around the backs of Jared’s thighs, using the leverage to rock up to meet his thrusts, needing every inch of him while his helpless moans got more frequent and louder.
This was the best idea they could have had for tonight, Jared felt so settled now, distracted from all the worries by all the emotions rushing through him. Because of that, he wanted this to last a long time, didn't want to stop until he was ready to pass out, just keep going and going until he barely knew his own name, lost in everything that was Ty. He was too breathless to keep kissing him now so he rested his forehead against his shoulder instead, clutching at him and continuing his deep and needy thrusts.
Ty clung to Jared in return, as much as he could while they were moving like they were. He was lost in it too, and happy to be there, no thoughts in his head except how good Jared felt against and inside of him, and how he wished this could last forever. One hand slid up to grip the back of Jared’s neck, almost to hold him right where he was, his hot face pressed close to Ty’s neck. They were close enough that part of Ty’s cock rubbed up against Jared’s body with every thrust -- which felt incredibly good, but he didn’t think it would be enough to get him off. He wasn’t in any rush though, hungry for as much shared pleasure as they could get, so he just kept rocking and breathing hard and basking in the intense love between them.
Jared tried to last for as long as he could but at some point his body felt too restless and needy for release and he knew he couldn't keep at it forever. His next little moan was almost disappointed as he let the realization sink in but it was hard to feel anything negative at the moment so he let it go, pushing himself up just enough to look at Ty's face. "Want to feel you come," he groaned, slipping his hand between them to touch Ty's cock and feel the slick of his precum against his fingers. "You wanna come for me, baby?" He dipped down to give Ty a lazy little kiss as he wrapped his hand around his cock and gave it a little squeeze. "You ready?"
Those words were always incredibly hot to hear, and Ty felt even more ready to come. The touch to his cock made him groan a little and he couldn’t help but push up into it, even as Jared took him in hand. Fuck, Ty loved those big thick fingers, they always felt so much better than his own. “Yeah,” he breathed, staring up at Jared with half-lidded eyes. His body felt taut and needy, clenching briefly around Jared’s cock as if to show just how ready he was. He wanted to feel Jared pounding and stroking him at the same time, he wanted to go off the deep end and drag his man right along with him.
Ty looked doped up and Jared felt the same way, his grin faint as he let his gaze roam over his beautiful face. God he couldn't get enough of him, dipping down again to brush their lips together and then rubbing his beard against Ty's as he moved his face back to the crook of his neck. Ty's cock felt heavy in his hand, thick with arousal and slick with precum. It made it easy to stroke him just the way Jared knew he liked it, his thumb trailing over the slit before moving down to rub at that sensitive spot right under the head. He refused to come first and at this point it was only his stubbornness that was keeping him from peaking, the pleasure thrumming through him almost impatiently as he focused on Ty for now.
Jared always knew just how to touch him, and seemed like he had since the beginning, like they were made for each other. Ty wasn’t usually given to flights of romantic fantasy for obvious reasons, but even his skeptical side couldn’t argue that Jared wasn’t perfect for him. Ty was glad he stayed close, clinging to that big body while his pleasure amped up sharply. He was grunting and panting by now, his core working hard as his hips rocked and worked under Jared’s, his body frantic for more of his man’s cock and fist at the same time. Before too long Ty reached his edge, and didn’t try to hold back on it, crying out as his cock jerked and throbbed in Jared’s hand. He couldn’t go far with Jared holding him down so deliciously, but Ty’s body bucked and writhed in pleasure as he spilled between them, pulsing hard around Jared’s cock.
In those mostly involuntary movements, Jared could feel just how strong Ty was, how evenly matched they were physically and it was a powerful turn-on, riding him through his orgasm and feeling his muscles roll under his touches. He held out for as long as he could, wanting to drink in every second of every moment as much as he could before he lost control. It turned out not to be for very long at all and he couldn't really blame himself for that; he'd been teetering on that edge already and everything had been hot as hell before Ty came but now it was amplified by his powerful climax and Jared didn't really stand a chance. "I love you," he whispered breathlessly before coming with a loud groan, blissed out and rocking against him.
It was bliss, all the way through, and Ty was subconsciously grateful for the reprieve from all the worry. He’d needed it, a grounding reassurance that his life hadn’t taken another turn for the absolutely godawful. There had been no pleasure Over There, no reprieves, at least not for him, and even the sideways threat that he might go back to that sort of joyless existence had been scary. If he could still have this -- the delicious pulse of Jared’s cock inside of him, the surge of love that came with feeling his man shiver against him, the way their panting breaths mingled, that sweet little declaration of love -- then it was easier to believe they’d get through anything. Ty waited for Jared to start to come down from his pleasure high, slowly rubbing his hands against Jared’s damp back, then murmured a drunk-sounding “I love you too” back to him.
Their love was Jared's anchor through all the things they'd been through and the fact that he didn't doubt Ty's love for him for even a second was something that kept him afloat. "You're my favorite person in the whole wide world," he whispered, kissing him lightly on the lips once he felt like he could breathe somewhat evenly again. "We'll always have this and each other." He couldn't let himself be pessimistic about this, couldn't let his mind run off with him into terrible hypotheticals and this pleasure and that love in Ty's voice helped him stay in the moment. "I will never leave you," he added between kisses and that was something he felt sure about. Not many people got to experience love like theirs, it would outlive them.
Ty smiled against his lips, kissing Jared back when the pressure increased, but it was hard not to just keep smiling. “You got me for life now, husband,” he murmured. He wanted so desperately to believe it was true that they would always have each other, that nothing would ever separate them again, that in the moment it seemed reasonable that Jared could promise such a thing. Ty squeezed him tighter and kissed him more firmly with a soft hum in his throat. Whatever tried to take him away from Jared next was going to have to kill him, because he would fight with everything he had to stay right there with his husband.