Ty Solomon (shadowbadge) wrote in shadows_rpg, @ 2021-08-17 19:59:00 |
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Entry tags: | #june 2018, jared, jared x ty, ty |
Who: Jared & Ty
Where: Roanoke, VA
When: Sunday night, 6/17
Warning: NSFW
Status: complete
Drawing closer to home, state by state, the traveling had been smooth sailing for the most part and some days it was even the perfect honeymoon but there was still that little dark cloud hanging over Jared where he constantly worried Ty would get sick and not know it until it was too late. It was not a worry he talked to Ty about, his husband probably had the same worry - or worried that Jared was worried so there was no need to keep talking about it and fretting. It just loomed, just like the thought of what might await them in Point Pleasant. Jared put on a brave face and sometimes he even allowed himself to forget his worries for a few hours at a time when they were busy enough.
They'd opted for some luxury tonight, getting a hotel room for the night in Roanoke, Virginia, nothing overly fancy but something clean with a gym, a pool and continental breakfast. It was the shower that was most alluring to Jared of course, along with the thought of not bumping his head constantly while inside. He had let Ty use the small shower first, out of the goodness of his heart and all, and was pretty perky after his turn, coming out of the bathroom in his towel to the nice, soothing sounds of random television crap and doing a little dance to an advert tune. "Look at me walking upright," he announced as he moved to sit down on the bed next to Ty. "I say we stay here for a week." He was joking, they'd both agreed that despite all, they were getting pretty ready to get home, wherever that might actually end up being.
As much as he was enjoying traveling around in the RV, having more space felt good to Ty too. He was a big man himself, and being crammed in somewhere with an even bigger one was wearing a little thin. He wouldn’t have been able to stand it at all with anybody but Jared. It was nice to finally stretch all the way out on a bed and feel that there was plenty of room for his man too. Ty was mostly just flipping channels on the hotel TV, chilling in just a comfortable pair of boxer briefs while Jared took a shower. The little dance made him smile, and he scooted in a bit closer as Jared settled in. “Mmm, I feel like we need a week in a nice hotel room,” he agreed with a small grin. “A vacation from the honeymoon? Something like that.” They had planned for a couple more tourist stops on their way north up the coast, but even with those included, they would be back in Maine within the week. Thinking of being in Point Pleasant again gave Ty so many mixed feelings, they were hard to parse out.
Jared laughed at the notion of a vacation from their vacation but he also understood it quite well. They'd kept busy, driving, hiking and exploring, visiting tourist attractions and museums and he felt tired. The RV didn't really allow for lounging, it was just for sleeping really and they stayed outdoors a lot. An actual room was a luxury that he thought they should probably indulge in more in the next week - whether it was this particular hotel or some others further up the road. "You know I'll do whatever you want," he murmured as he grabbed his phone off the nightstand to check his messages, draping his free arm around Ty. No new messages, not that he had expected them so late but there was a lot going on with looking for a house to buy and getting everything settled to rent temporarily so he liked to check in - perhaps too often. "So if you ask me to stay here a week, I'll stay here a week." It was absolutely squandering money they should probably be holding onto and they did need to get their asses home so Jared could have some time off before starting work, but he would still do it and he was honestly tempted to tonight.
Ty rolled onto his side and draped his arm over Jared’s body, head resting on the front of his shoulder. He smirked softly, indulging in a bit of smugness that Jared would do whatever he wanted. It worked the other way too, of course, so he didn’t feel too superior about it, it was just a nice perk of being married to a man who loved him so much. Because they were married now. He was still getting used to that fact. “Nah, not here exactly,” Ty murmured, stroking his thumb against Jared’s skin. He still felt a little damp and soft from the shower. “But more hotels along the way would probably be nice. Any news?” He nodded toward Jared’s phone. His man was doing a lot of juggling to ensure they had a place to live when they got back, and Ty was grateful. He didn’t know how much of that shit he could handle at the moment.
"Surprisingly nothing since half an hour ago," Jared said, smiling at his own impatience. "But Castle View is set for at least two months and hopefully we'll find something perfect to buy before that time is up." He turned off the phone again and set it aside, pulling Ty in closer to his body. "We won't be living in the RV at least." Or homeless, which was the driving force between taking time out from his vacation to deal with boring real life crap. "I keep hoping we'll find something perfect right before we get home, go see it, buy it and move in a week later, you know? Not realistic, I know, but I feel like we're owed some fairytale-like goodness lately." Their wedding had been perfect but that was just one day, Jared definitely felt like they were owed months at least for all they'd been through.
He chuckled faintly. Even the most ideal home purchases didn’t go that smoothly, from what he understood. Ty had always lived in apartments in his adult life, and he was kind of looking forward to the process of shopping for a house. Going to see different ones, planning what to do with the yard, all of that good domestic bliss shit. He was aware that they probably wouldn’t have a ton of options on the market in Point Pleasant, but he hoped at least one of them would be what they were looking for. And not haunted as fuck, that was also a concern. “Those are the kinds of houses that end up having a curse on them or demons in the basement or some shit,” Ty murmured with a faint smirk. “I feel like we should burn -- what’s that shit called? Sage? Sounds like it goes on pizza. Anyway, burn sage at whatever house we go look at. Castle View will be fine for a couple of months, we don’t wanna rush into buying something we’re just ‘meh’ about.”
"We get some priests to bless the shit out of it," Jared said with a little titter. "Also some rabbis, some buddhist monks, whatever it takes." Magic was real and so were psychics, he knew that now even if his brain still struggled with accepting it as truth a lot of the time. He might not be religious but at this point he was willing to do just about anything to keep himself and Ty safe. "But yeah, we're both used to renting and even if I can't wait to have a house again, I'm happy living wherever you are." He paused, smirked and pressed a little kiss on Ty's head. "Not to get all sappy on you, but I'd live in that RV if I had to, just to keep you close." It was crazy to think about living without him again and he couldn't help but admire his past self for surviving the loss as long as he had, back before he knew Ty was alive and would return to him.
They’d both been through some horrific, terrifying stuff within the past year or so, and they’d learned a lot of truths that were still hard to swallow sometimes. Ty was glad they could at least joke around about it sometimes. He snickered at the idea of calling in every type of clergy possible just to cover all their bases. Honestly, he wouldn’t put it past his mother to turn up with her pastor as they moved in. Ty wasn’t even sure he would turn her down, either. Maybe they needed all the help they could get in Point Pleasant. Ty gave a warm chuckle and pressed his lips to Jared’s chest before peeking up at him. “I would really try not to ask you to,” he said with a lazy little grin. “I would buy a double decker bus and cut the floor out for you, or something. Don’t wanna give my baby back problems.”
Jared felt like he could drown in those deep brown eyes, especially when Ty looked up at him like this. He took a moment to just smile back at him. "This baby appreciates the hell out of that," he finally murmured and it was a pleasant thing to think about; Ty getting all down and dirty, ripping out the floors of a bus for him. "You'd look good in construction," he told him. "Shirtless, sweaty, with one of those massive tool belts. Can you tell where my mind went?" He clicked his tongue and snickered, ducking his head to kiss Ty's forehead. "But no, we're getting a house. Proper house. If it needs fixing we'll fix it up and I can admire the view of you working. We'll need to buy a decent tool belt, obviously." An intrusive thought reminded him that he wasn't going to want Ty doing anything dangerous ever again and that definitely involved any kinds of power tools, but he knew better than to say that out loud.
Ty’s mind was happy to linger in the construction worker fantasy space Jared had so skillfully evoked. Not that Ty got super turned on thinking about himself, but if he he was sweaty and shirtless, he was sure Jared would be too. “A decent tool belt for my massive tool,” he murmured and snickered like a twelve year old. Ty’s chest suddenly felt full of warmth and happiness. It kept coming and going in waves on this trip. Sometimes emotions from the other end of the spectrum followed like a pendulum swing -- anxiety, that feeling like he didn’t know what was real anymore. But they were so much easier to handle when he sometimes got to feel like this -- content and comfortable and planning for their future. Maybe it wouldn’t be perfect, but it would be a hell of a lot better than where he’d been. It was hard to remember why he used to be so averse to commitment, that stability was all he wanted now. Ty pushed himself up a little bit enough to reach Jared’s lips with his own. “I love you,” he mumbled into the kiss.
Jared picked up on the subtle switch in mood before Ty kissed him and he smiled warmly at him, carding his fingers through Ty's thick hair. "I love you too," he murmured and pressed their lips together a few times in gentle kisses, his eyes half closed as he enjoyed the closeness. "My beautiful husband." He was trying his best to live in the Now and enjoy the present but it was hard not to fall into daydreams of what their life was going to be like together when they finally settled down. There was a constant tug on his mind telling him that Point Pleasant wasn't the best place for those dreams to come true but he didn't know how to change directions and take them somewhere else. Maybe when Ty's mother eventually passed away they might feel less duty bound to stay but even then he wasn't so sure they would leave. It was something he didn't want to really think about so he focused on the good of it, the house, the possible kids, the dog, the yard, then pushed himself to come back to the here and now because here was wonderful as well.
The Here and Now definitely felt wonderful to Ty at the moment, with both of them cuddled up close with room to stretch their legs out and the soothing sound of bland TV in the background. It faded into murmured nonsense to Ty’s ears as he kissed his man and let himself sink into that warmth between them. He didn’t think he would ever get tired of being called ‘husband’ in Jared’s voice, and he got a delighted little thrill all over again. They were married. It wasn’t something he’d ever thought he would be so happy about, but there it was, that glow in his chest. After another moment or two of soft kisses, Ty gave a playful little hum. “I love you so much you’re making me wanna suck your dick,” he murmured against Jared’s lips.
Jared let out a little wheeze of a laugh that was more delighted than amused though amusement was in there as well. "Well I love you so much I'd let you suck my dick," he said cheekily and the thought alone sent a happy little rush through him. There was no way they were staying in a nice hotel bed and not taking advantage of all the space and kissing Ty had stirred his cock a bit already, leaving it lazily plump instead of flaccid. "You wanna see if you can wake it up?" he added and tugged on his towel without pulling it off. It was a rhetorical question of course, they both knew Jared's cock woke up easily when Ty was involved.
Ty grinned a bit and slid his hand over Jared’s hip to find the opening in the towel. He clucked his tongue in a gentle chiding sound. “Sleeping on the job, huh? It’s not tired yet, is it? We still got some honeymoon to go.” Ty nipped lightly at Jared’s bottom lip as his fingers found bare skin. He caressed Jared’s inner thigh for a moment first, letting his fingertip brush against his balls. They’d naturally been having a lot of sex on their travels, but Ty never got sick of it or bored. Being married certainly hadn’t dulled their spark. Granted, they’d only been married for a handful of days, but Ty had the feeling they would always be hot for each other. He kissed him again, lingering in it as he started to lightly caress Jared’s cock.
Jared didn't think it was humanly possible to get bored with any kind of intimacy and for him, marriage only made it better. Maybe it was old fashioned and possessive, but being married to Ty had solidified their connection and made them feel more like one and that was a source of endless happiness for him. He grinned at Ty's words, mumbling something about recuperation before their lips met again but it was halfhearted as his attention was mostly on the soft touch of Ty's fingers. His cock was rapidly responding; it never left Ty waiting and tonight was no exception as it rose eagerly to the challenge, the soft skin slowly stretching to accommodate the girth. Jared idly brushed his fingers along Ty's chest, teasing his nipples and smoothing over warm skin but that was as far as he went for now, willing to let Ty take charge.
It was always sexy to be able to feel his man’s arousal grow, and Ty took his time exploring Jared’s erection as it came to life. He stroked at his balls and inner thighs some more too, giving an aroused hum into their lip lock. Being touched back felt nice, of course, and he’d filled out the front of his own boxer briefs, but Ty wasn’t in any hurry to have anything reciprocated. They had plenty of time, they were safe, and they now had plenty of room to stretch out, so he was going to linger in this warm horny space and enjoy his man. His husband. Ty stayed there for a while, just kissing and slowly stroking Jared’s cock, then pulled his mouth down lower to press his lips against Jared’s jaw and neck and shoulder.
Jared sighed contently as Ty's lips trailed over the sensitive spots in his neck. It was easy to forget the slight soreness in his body from all the hiking they'd done as pleasure built in his core and already he couldn't wait to feel Ty's mouth on him, wet and hot and eager. He wasn't just forgetting the physical discomforts, sex was a great way to forget his actual worries for a while too, his consciousness shifting and narrowing down to purely carnal things, his chest full and warm with love for his man. His cock was almost fully hard now, still filling out, easily manipulated by Ty's hand and he moved his hand up to stroke his lover's hair, a dazed smile curling his lips. "This feels so good," he said, his voice quiet and throaty and he couldn't help but buck his hips slightly up into the touch.
That was always nice to hear, and it was exactly what Ty wanted to do -- make Jared feel good. There had been a lot of that already, of course, since they were honeymooning, but there was undeniable stress mixed in there too. Mostly about Ty’s weird no-pain situation, but also around the two of them finding a place to live, and general travel-stress. He wanted to put all of that out of their minds for the rest of the night, and what better way to do that than filling them both up with pleasure? “Just gettin’ started,” he murmured against Jared’s skin, a brief smile crossing his face. Ty kept kissing his way down Jared’s chest, shifting his body lower on the bed as he moved, pausing long enough to lick and nibble at one nipple for a second. Soon enough his face was level with Jared’s towel, and Ty pulled the fluffy cloth apart with his teeth to expose the rest of his man’s beautiful body. Fingers still curled loosely around the shaft, Ty began to slowly kiss all around Jared’s cock, giving him a few promising licks here and there.
It didn't matter how often they did this, Jared was still blown away by Ty, both the way he made him feel with his touch alone and how damn good he looked doing it. He grinned contently at the teasing little licks, not so far gone that they were anything other than fun and he was in no rush to ramp it up. All he wanted tonight was to lavish Ty in love and get the same in turn and they had all night. Realistically, with how early they'd been getting up lately they had maybe three hours before they got too sleepy but that was more than enough to indulge in all sorts of delicious activities. The way Ty pulled the towel off him made him feel like a present and that was another thing he loved about Ty; how he always made him feel desirable, even exciting, with no room for doubts or insecurity. "Can't wait to feel your lips around my cock, baby," he grunted quietly. "That beautiful mouth of yours."
Ty couldn’t wrap his mind around any sane person not finding Jared desirable -- he was big and strong and sexy and had the warmest presence Ty had ever felt. He didn’t understand how everybody who met him wasn’t in love with him, but Ty was admittedly a bit biased in that regard. In any case, all he wanted to do was make Jared feel how loved he was. After the previous five or six months, his man deserved that, for sure. As much love as Ty could give. He gave a pleased hum at the compliment, dipping his head in lower to stroke his tongue against Jared’s balls. He stayed there for a moment, teasing and suckling, before he licked his way up the underside of Jared’s shaft. When Ty finally took him into his mouth, he gave a low groan in his throat, slowly pushing Jared’s cock deeper, until he had to hold his breath.
"Goddamn," Jared murmured slowly, exhaling heavily as he watched Ty, his eyelids drooping as he enjoyed the tight heat clenching the head of his cock. "That's it," he whispered, letting his eyes close for a few seconds so that he could focus all his senses on feeling just that growing pressure in his cock and balls. He was such a service top by nature - a phrase he'd learned only recently while perusing some porn with Ty - that it always felt a little weird to just lie back and accept pleasure but it came easy with his husband, maybe because Ty was so obviously into it that it felt like giving pleasure too. "You like that cock down your throat, baby?" he rumbled, opening one eye to peek down at Ty again and again, goddamn, but he was beautiful with Jared's cock between his lips.
Jared spoiled the shit out of him so much, Ty often had the desire to return the favor. It wasn’t entirely giving -- Jared’s cock was a work of art. He was fucking hot all over, and Ty loved to see and hear and feel him engrossed in pleasure. It turned him on something fierce to listen to his man moan and breathe heavy because of what he was doing. Not that he needed much help in that department most of the time. Ty hummed a confirmation that he did like that cock down his throat, starting to slowly bob his head over it to prove his point. He took Jared as deep as he could, finding it easier than it used to be now that he couldn’t feel any pain. If he timed his breathing right, it even felt good, and Ty slipped deeper into the haze of pleasuring his husband.
Jared couldn't really pinpoint what was different or how different it was, just that Ty seemed to be even better at this than before and hell if he was going to complain about that. It was probably for the best that he didn't connect the dots, Ty's sudden loss of a very important sensation had him worried all the time and it was good to forget about it, even if just for a few moments of blissful pleasure. It didn't take long before he was all but squirming at the rhythmic squeezing on his cock, making his brain deliciously blank save for more primal thoughts and urges. "You're getting me close real fast," he groaned, though Ty definitely knew that by the way he was reacting to every little thing he did. Already his balls felt tight and heavy, his cock twitching against Ty's tongue, and the major muscles in his body tensing involuntarily.
Ty was aware that he was driving Jared pretty crazy, but the verbal reminder made him more cognizant of it, and the fact that he was horny too. One of these days he would try to deep-throat Jared into oblivion, but tonight Ty wanted more than that. He wanted to feel their bodies moving together, feel Jared buried deep inside of him. Maybe that made him greedy, but oh well. So he pulled back, giving Jared’s cock another few swipes with his tongue before he sat up onto his knees. “Not gettin’ off that easy,” Ty murmured, smirking at the bad pun as he pushed his boxer briefs down his thighs. Getting out of them was a little less graceful, but he managed to do it without falling over, and then he was free to straddle Jared’s hips. Ty bent down to kiss Jared deeply, bracing his hand against the mattress next to his shoulder.
Jared tittered at the pun, making a grabby-hands motion at Ty until he was close enough to actually be grabbed, his hands firm on his hips as he kissed him hungrily. He could taste himself on his tongue and if he moved just so he could rub his cock along Ty's ass, making it plenty clear to him what they both wanted in that moment. "Getting off hard?" he murmured against his lips, moving his hands to squeeze Ty's ass, loving the firm cheeks in his grip. "Doesn't sound too bad. You want me to fuck you, baby?" It was up to Ty to find the lube if he did, Jared did not think he could reach it from this position.
He could always rely on Jared to make bad jokes with him even during hot sex, and it just made Ty love him even harder, every time. He somehow made it sexy, though that was surely helped along by the tantalizing sensation of a thick cock rubbing against his ass. “Yes,” Ty breathed with a tiny groan, rocking his hips to rub Jared back for a moment. They’d had the foresight to put the bottle of lube on the nightstand, so it was an easy enough thing to briefly pull away and reach to grab it. “I wanna ride you first,” he added in a murmur, flashing Jared a smirk. Ty stayed up on his knees as he poured some lube into his palm and reached behind him to slick it over himself and then Jared’s cock. He gave him a few strokes before he lined them up and started to push back against that delicious invading pressure.
Jared slowly ran his hands over Ty's body while he prepared them, smoothing his palms down over his stomach and thighs, back up to his hips and avoiding his cock for the time being. It sometimes baffled his mind how beautiful his husband was, how that strong body reacted to him and sometimes yielded to him, how good it felt to touch this body that partially belonged to him now. He sucked in a sharp breath when he first penetrated him, forcing himself to hold his hips still to let Ty control the speed, one hand finally finding Ty's cock to wrap around and gently rub at. It was already so hard, the skin so smooth it was intoxicating just touching it. "You can ride me as long as you want," he groaned. "I really, really don't have a problem with that."
Ty hadn’t anticipated any complaints, and of course he wasn’t disappointed. He didn’t have the vocabulary to respond right away however, too engrossed in what he was doing. His breath had hitched as the head of Jared’s cock slipped into his body, and he held it for a moment, eyes closed as he worked his hips to get himself used to that stretch. It was a different sensation now -- the sting from no warm-up was gone, it was just a powerful internal pressure that felt incredibly good to him. And seemed to feel incredibly good to Jared too, judging by the strain in his voice. Ty let go of Jared’s cock and swiped his palm off on the sheet before he planted both hands on his man’s broad chest, rocking his hips to ease Jared inside of him until he could settle his weight down completely. Only then did he crack his eyes open to look down at Jared’s face. “Fuck, you get so deep,” he whispered, grinding against him a bit.
On some intellectual level, Jared didn't think of dick size as any kind of a personal achievement or testimony of character but that didn't mean it didn't make him feel good to hear things like that during sex. Ty loved his cock and he got in so deep, how could he not love hearing that? "You take it so well, baby," he whispered in turn, giving Ty a little awed smile. Oh he should be begging him to ride him more often, this felt amazing and staring up into his lover's eyes while he took all of his cock had Jared reeling. "Take your time," he added, keeping his touches on Ty's cock light for now. "I want this to last."
“Yes, daddy,” Ty answered, a cheeky little grin crossing his face. It was true that having a big cock didn’t make anyone a better lover, but Ty’d always been a bit of a size queen, so he felt very blessed to have fallen crazily in love with a well endowed man -- especially since Jared knew how to use it. At that moment though, all he needed to do was lie back and enjoy it. Ty was happy to put on a bit of a show for him, pleasure already warming up his lower belly as he rolled his spine and hips to feel every hot inch of Jared. Those teasing little touches on his cock gave him the tingles and made him crave more friction, but he was fully on board with drawing this out. Thighs flexing, Ty gave himself a few slow thrusts, his breathing already heavier.
Before Ty called him 'daddy' for the first time, Jared hadn't thought that word would ever be sexy to him in that context but god damn if his boy didn't pull it off and make him feel all sorts of devious things. He grinned back, enamored with that cheeky look on Ty's face, but his grin faded soon enough once Ty started moving, a sweet mix of visual and tactual bliss. "That's it," he breathed, gripping Ty's hip without restraining his movement and giving his cock a slightly firmer grip if only momentarily before he continued lightly stroking it. "Fuck, you are so beautiful."
Ty loved Jared’s strong hands on him anytime, but he especially loved to feel him squeeze during sex, like the pleasure made his whole body flex. Ty’s sense of playfulness was quickly vanishing, replaced by a warmer, heavier feeling. He alternated between grinding and that slow bouncing for a few thrusts, pleasure tightening his core. Jared’s oh-so-light fist around his cock was beginning to feel like a maddening tease as Ty’s need grew. He groaned helplessly and tried to thrust his cock more firmly against Jared’s palm, hungry for more pressure and friction. “God, you feel good,” he whispered urgently, grinding down against Jared’s body again and enjoying that deeply full feeling.
There was nothing like feeling the muscles in Ty's thick thighs working under his grip. Before him, everyone Jared had been with had been pretty dainty and given his size, most people were pretty small. His disinterest in that now was purely because he was in love with Ty and was very much a one lover kind of man, but it was still hard to imagine going back to pliant, soft bodies when Ty's hard and large body stoked his fire this much. They got into a good rhythm and he kept his touches teasing for as long as he thought they could stand it, until Ty's cock felt so hard under his fingertips that he thought it might be getting painfully so. At that point he let go and reached for the bottle of lube to slick up his hand before taking him properly in hand. "Think you should come down here and kiss me," he all but growled as he toyed with Ty's cock. "Not enough just looking at you."
He’d obviously found Jared attractive before they’d ever discussed it, but Ty felt almost addicted to him now. He was all height and muscle and sometimes made even Ty feel petite, and he was not a small man either. He was grateful every day that the attraction between them hadn’t ended up just an experiment for Jared, and Ty could desire him as loudly and often as he wanted to now. He couldn’t have dreamed up a better person to give himself to completely, and he felt it keenly in the moment, full of hot pleasure and love. Jared’s slick hand around his cock drew a shaky groan out of him, and he leaned over obediently to crush their mouths together. The lube made it so much easier to fuck into Jared’s fist, and he did so with abandon, rocking back onto Jared’s hard cock over and over. Ty knew he couldn’t sustain that for long without exploding, but god it felt so good, he couldn’t stop.
It wasn't hard or fast enough to get Jared to the edge but he was brimming with emotions and every move Ty made seemed to heighten his arousal until he felt lulled into a near hypnotic state. He kissed him back greedily and in the end he didn't even need to move his hand much with the way Ty was fucking into his grip, he just squeezed and rubbed his thumb against the head to match his rhythm, his whole focus on the way Ty's body rocked against him and how tight and tense he was getting. He had a feeling Ty would come first and that was more than okay, maybe he could make him come twice if he played his cards right but either way, he was eager to feel the orgasm rock his body, to take in every little detail of how his muscles tensed and his ass squeezed his cock. After that he could fuck Ty into the mattress but this was so good for now, pure bliss heightened with emotions.
The taste of his man and the scrape of beard on beard and the way their tongues danced together all made Ty feel half crazy with pleasure and need. Jared’s strong hand certainly didn’t hurt matters, and Ty found himself helpless to draw it out for himself any longer, even though part of him wanted to. That was the part that always wanted to fuck Jared for hours and hours on end, and it almost always got overruled by the throbbing need for release pretty quickly once they actually got started. Ty had to break the kiss to suck in oxygen, but kept his forehead pressed against Jared’s, his expression twisted with concentration and pleasure as he panted and desperately rocked his body. “Fuck,” he gasped, “I’mma --” Ty couldn’t even get the warning out before it was happening, his hips stuttering as everything in him clenched tight and released. His cock jerked and spilled in Jared’s hand and Ty moaned helplessly as his big frame shivered and twitched and throbbed hard around Jared’s cock.
Jared could feel the hot splash of cum on his stomach and he kind of wanted to lick it all up, wishing he could have sucked Ty off while he fucked him so he could have felt his orgasm on his tongue and tasted it the moment it happened. He was content enough like this though, the strain in Ty's voice sending a fresh rush of pleasure straight to his cock. "Hope you can still take some more," he murmured, keeping his touch on Ty's cock light for now, well aware that he was going to be sensitive. That didn't mean he wanted to stop touching him altogether and he did not want to stop fucking him, ready to turn them around and take charge of his own climax.
Ty still felt shaky and shivery and like Jared could do anything at all to him and he would love it. The gentle grip on his sensitized cock made him want to squirm in the best way, and another couple of shudders ran down his back before he forced his eyes open. With a little groan, Ty pushed himself up on arms that definitely didn’t feel as strong as they had a moment ago. “I can take anything you got,” he mumbled back, a drunk little grin crossing his face. “You just gotta take over ... where do you want me?” Ty wet his lips and gave his hips a wiggle, enjoying how good Jared still felt inside of him.
"Show, don't tell," Jared told him, sucking in some air through his teeth at that little wiggle that was oh so promising for things to come. He was okay with waiting, of course, but what he most wanted was to take over and go hard to relieve that subtle ache in his balls. He used that restless energy building up inside him to flip them over - thankful they actually had a big bed where they could move like this at all - and god but he loved how pliant Ty was, letting him move him where he wanted. It wasn't as easy as it would have been with any of his exes but he was damn good at it and it gave him a bit of a thrill every time to manhandle his husband. "Hi," he rumbled softly once he was on top, ducking down to sprinkle little kisses on Ty's face before rolling his hips for that sweet friction. "You good?"
On his end, Ty very much enjoyed being moved, and he let Jared push and pull him wherever he wanted. Feeling his man flex his strength was always incredibly hot, even after he’d just come all over the place. Ty smiled reflexively at the kisses, then let out a strained groan when Jared gave another thrust. Everything inside of him was tender and extra sensitive, but there was no pain that came along with it, and Ty had the heady thought that there never would be again. He could let Jared fuck him for as long as he could stand to, and Ty would never need to tap out. “I’m great,” he whispered back, pulling his knees up further to press into Jared’s sides. “Fuck me more, baby, you feel so good.” He ran his hands down that broad back and turned his face to catch Jared’s mouth with his own for a moment.
Jared didn't need encouragement but it felt so good to hear it and he grinned into the kiss as he started moving, not taking his time with ramping up speed. He got that vague feeling again that something was different but he couldn't really put a finger on what or how nor did he really care to. Things were always in motion, everything was always changing and he was far more invested in the way Ty felt against him and clung to him. It was probably for the best that he wasn't making the connection to Ty's lack of pain detection, that he could forget that even if just for the hour. It was easy to work himself up, he'd already been so hard and so aroused that adding to the sensations had him lost in it in no time. He kissed Ty greedily until he had to stop because his breathing was getting too heavy, then he just pressed his face against Ty's neck, nibbling sporadically on his neck. "You think you wanna come again?" he groaned, trying to pace himself just in case he might want to last longer.
Ty felt himself edge close to being overwhelmed a few times as Jared pumped into him, but with no pain in the mix of sensations, it was easier to ride those waves. The friction and that feeling of being pummeled pushed him from that near-discomfort back into pleasure, and his breaths got harder and faster. He was almost grateful when Jared broke the kiss, but at the same time he immediately missed his mouth. That was hard to focus on when everything felt so damn good, though. Ty couldn’t keep completely still under him, his hips rocking up to meet those thrusts, like he couldn’t get enough of Jared’s cock inside him. “Yeah,” he whined without fully meaning to. Ty didn’t even know if he could do that tonight, but fuck did he want to. “Don’t stop.”
That raw need in Ty's voice set something inside Jared ablaze and it made it just that little bit harder to control himself but he wanted Ty to come again too, wanted nothing more than that at the moment and that helped steel his resolve, a much needed discipline in the face of impossible odds. "God damn," he groaned. "I could eat you up." He could feel that pressure building but it wouldn't be the first time he held back even if he felt too close to the edge to do so. He slipped one hand between them to grasp Ty's cock again, finding it impossibly hot and throbbing already. "Wanna come at the same time as you," he whispered against Ty's neck, flicking his tongue against his salty skin. "C'mon baby, let me feel you come."
Ty loved hearing Jared talk to him during sex, and at the moment when he was so full of intense pleasure, that deep voice encouraging him so deliciously really helped push him closer to ecstasy again. Ty panted a few words of his own as Jared kept fucking him, but they mostly consisted of ‘yes’ and incoherent curse words. The grip around his cock felt good too of course, but this time his climax was coming from somewhere deeper. The pleasure was in his core, not so much his dick, but that didn’t stop it from swelling further in Jared’s hand. Luckily it didn’t take him too much longer before he was peaking, his orgasm crashing over him like a wave intent on drowning him. Ty cried out, helpless and loud, his body jerking and shuddering under Jared’s bulk, lost in the incredible sensations that flooded through every inch of him.
Jared tried to time his own climax with Ty's but it happened a few seconds later and he found himself staring transfixed at him, mesmerized by every little move and sound he made. By the time Ty's orgasm reached the height of its power, Jared got lost in his own and moved his hand off Ty's cock to grab his hips tightly instead, his own hips stuttering as he released within him, his moans matching Ty's in volume and intensity. "Oh fuck, baby," he groaned once he found his voice to speak again. "Fuck I wanted to do that all night." Much like Ty he always intended to last a lot longer but who could blame him for failing every time, the fact he lasted as long as he did was a boost for his ego and a testament to his willpower because damn.
Ty had zero complaints, he always ended up beyond satisfied every time they had sex, no matter how long it lasted. Jared always gave him exactly what he needed, whether it was a fast and hard quickie, or a lazier more indulgent fuck, and he loved that they had that kind of variety in their sex life. Ty’s smile was a bit drunken as he rocked his hips a bit to feel the last of Jared’s erection, half-wishing they could just fall asleep like that. He felt boneless and perfect and completely spent, like emptying his balls twice in a row had drained every ounce of stress out of him. It was delicious. “You can do it every night, s’far as I’m concerned,” he mumbled with a low chuckle. Ty found Jared’s lips with his own and gave a soft hum. “My sexy ass husband.”
"I'd be up for that," Jared replied and he was reluctant to move just yet, liking this position too much, loving the way they were connected as they cooled down together. "And keep calling me husband. All the damn time, please. I love the way it sounds. The sexy bit is optional but appreciated." He smiled against Ty's lips before pushing himself up to ease the tension he was keeping in his back, stretching a little even as he stayed inside Ty and gently stroked his thighs. "Never thought I'd have one of my own." He wondered if he'd ever have explored this side of himself if the timing hadn't been so right with Ty. Sure he'd questioned it, but it had never been a priority to sort it out and since it took a while for him to grow an attraction to a person it had never panned out that way with a man before as he'd usually been busy in relationships with women.
Ty let his legs relax enough to slip down Jared’s hips a bit, but otherwise he was very comfortable where they were. Though he supposed he could be comfortable now in almost any position. Painful muscle cramps were apparently a thing of the past for him. Not that his body wouldn’t lock up sometimes like normal, but at least it wouldn’t hurt. Ty chuckled softly. “And I never thought I’d be one, ever,” he murmured back, gazing lovingly at Jared’s face. “You’re the only guy I know who gets off so much on being married. It’s fuckin’ cute.” He grinned a bit, so amused and so happy that he’d found a man who was so in love with commitment. And in love with him, that was very lucky too. Sometimes it felt like fate that they had really connected at the right time in their lives, and if he thought about it too much it made his heart ache all over again for what Jared must have gone through while he was gone.
Jared let out a hoarse laugh at that and shook his head. "For me it's more about who I'm married to, just so we're clear," he pointed out. "But yeah, it matters to me. A lot. I don't ever want a divorce again so you're stuck with me for life, baby." His amusement faded back into a warm gaze and he rubbed Ty's thighs and calves, giving him a sappy little smile. "You're in way deeper than you realize." It spoke volumes about how confident he was with their relationship that he no longer feared saying things like this, that he was no longer worried Ty would turn around and change his mind like Sadie had. Their love felt like a law of nature at this point and while everything else was uncertain in life, Jared trusted in Ty beyond all doubt.
None of that was surprising to hear, Ty knew his man very well by now, and his wants and needs in life had aligned pretty perfectly with Jared’s. He didn’t ever want a divorce either. He’d put a ring on the best guy in the whole fucking universe, why would he ever want to give that up? Sadie had been crazy. Or just not right for Jared, at least. Ty didn’t want to think ill of her. It hadn’t worked out for them so that it could work out perfectly for him and Jared, and that felt almost like a gift. He just wished she had lived to see it. His own sappy smile didn’t waver as he hummed a negative sound and shook his head a bit. “I know just how deep I am, and I couldn’t be happier about it,” he murmured. “Husbands for life, I vowed it and everything.” Ty arched his neck to kiss Jared softly again.
Jared kissed him back, deep and long, and while he knew this already and believed it with the core of his being, he'd never get tired of hearing Ty tell him about it. He smiled again when he broke the kiss, pushing himself up straight again and slowly pulling out. He wanted to stay right where he was but he knew it wouldn't be comfortable for long - for either of them. "You are the best," he said quietly before shuffling off the bed. "I'm gonna clean up, do you want anything?" The sooner he got clean, the sooner they could curl up and sleep together and while Jared's mind felt wide awake now, full of plans and happy thoughts, his body was completely beat.
Ty felt the loss of warmth when Jared moved away, but he knew it was never too far away, so that made it bearable. He stretched his body out against the bed with a groan and gave a put-upon sigh. “Can you like ... bring the shower to me?” he asked, flashing a lazy sort of grin. He felt so good, he didn’t want to get up, but he was sticky and that would soon turn to itchiness and nobody liked that. So he dragged himself up off the mattress to follow Jared into the bathroom. A quick shower, then they could really get comfortable and doze off in marital bliss. Ty knew the honeymoon couldn’t last forever, but he was going to enjoy the fuck out of it until it was over.