Always Back to You

Chapter 1: Always Him

I slowly made my way to our bedroom. He was expecting me. This always happened when we had the apartment to ourselves. It was nothing new to him or me. Everyone would leave and this would happen. I don't know why I was so drawn to him. I always came back to him for some reason. At this point, I needed him. I will admit I had somehow fallen in love with him. I stopped outside of our room. He was in there waiting for me. I knocked on the door and waited for him to answer. The door open and there he was wearing nothing but a towel, meaning he had just finished showering.

"I figured you'd be coming by soon," he said cockily. I nodded my head. He knew me too well.

"Can I come in?" I asked.

"It's your room too," he said and stepped aside. I walked last him. He closed the door behind me. I turned around and his lips were on mine before I could even say a word. That's how it was with us. We didn't need to say anything to need to know what the other wanted. I swiped my tongue out and traced his lips. He pulled back and looked at me.

"Eager are we?" he asked. I nodded and pulled him down for another kiss. He obliged by opening his mouth this time. Our tongues fought for dominance and he won as always. I was submissive, I knew that, and he did too. He put his hands around my waist, grabbed my ass, and lifted me up. He carried me over to his bed and laid me down. I was already breathing hard and all we did was kiss.

"Please," I said softly. I need him like a drug addict need drugs. Hell, he was my drug. I would be lost without him.

"Anxious?" he asked. I nodded again. I needed him.

"Stop teasing me," I pleaded. He just stood there above me.

"I wanna try something different," he said. I looked up at him confused. "Don't worry I'll still fuck you," he said smirking at me. I sat up and looked up at him. I didn't know what to expect with him sometimes. He always had me on the edge, whether it was sex or secretly feeling me up at the studio. He was always finding way to make things interesting.

"What?" I asked getting impatient.

"Stand up," he ordered. I did as I was told. He sat down and looked at me. He was thinking I could tell. I hated that look so much. That look had gotten us into to trouble so many times, and times like now were not when we needed it.

"What do you want me to do?" I asked. My pants were already getting a little too tight for my liking. He smirked. He knew how turned on I was. He loved playing with me like this. The sadistic bastard.

"Strip," he said as he grabbed his iPod, hooked it up to our iHome and started playing music.

"You're kidding," I said. He shook his head.

"Come on dance or leave," he said pointing to the door. I had ways wanted to do a strip tease but now that I had the chance, I didn't want to. I had to if I wanted him to fuck me into the mattress. So I did. I didn't have a choice. I started swaying my hips to the music and walked over him. I straddled his lap and he pushed my shirt up as I swayed to the music. I rocked my hips against his causing him to gasp and moan slightly. I decided to be cruel and I stood up I slowly took my shirt off and tossed it aside. I got a little more courageous. I undid my pants but left them to hang on my hips. I looked to my audience. He was staring at me with lust-clouded eyes. I moved with in his reach and he grabbed my waist and pulled me close.

"I can't dance if you won't let me," I said grinning as he pulled my pants down. I wiggled out of his grasp and stumbled backward but somehow managed to stay on my feet. I kicked my pants off and now all that was left were my boxers. The song changed to an even faster one. I took advantage of this and started dancing faster. I swayed my hips to the beat. I kept my eyes trained on him. I watched him lick his lips as he tried to control himself.

I stopped and bent over so my ass was facing him and I slowly took my boxers off. I hissed as the cold air hit my cock. I gasped when a pair of hands pulled me up and backwards. We stood there for a moment. I felt his erection pressed against me. I loved the feel of it. I wished it was in my ass, but we'll get there, soon hopefully.

"Tell me Carlitos what you want me to do to you?" he whispered huskily in my ear as he grabbed my cock. I gasped and all coherent thought left me momentarily. He noticed this and smirked that evil smirk of his returned. "Well Carlos tell me or I'll stop," his grip on my cock loosened.

"Fuck me," I whimpered.

"I'm sorry what was that," he said.

"I want you to fuck me," I said louder aging some confidence.

"I wanna hear you beg," he said. I bit my lip as he squeezed my cock.

"Please, fuck me," I pleaded. He shook his head and squeezed my cock again and that was when I felt a finger press against my entrance. He was teasing me and he was enjoying every minute of it. The sadistic bastard.

"Try again Carlitos," he said.

"God damn it just shove your cock inside me already," I all but yelled. I was so glad we were home alone. I didn't want the others hearing me like this. I didn't want them to think any less of me. I knew what happened in this room would stay in this room.

"Almost there," He cooed. He brought his hand up from my ass to my mouth. "Suck," he ordered. I did. I wanted him inside me so badly. After he deemed his fingers ready, he put them back down by my ass. "Now beg," he said.

"FUCK! JAMES QUIT FUCKING TEASING AND JUST FUCK ME SENSELESS ALREADY," I yelled. He smirked and I knew he had heard what he wanted to hear. I was glad because I was about ready to beat him.

"Your wish is my command," he said. He pushed on finger inside me. I gasped and moaned at the feeling. He added a second and third finger rather quickly. Soon I was moaning and thrusting back onto his hand. He crooked his finger slightly and found my prostate. I moaned as a sea of stars swam before me. He pulled his fingers out and pushed me down onto my back on his bed. He climbed over me and lifted my legs on to his shoulders.

"No me jodas, James," I purred. I had used that phrase enough that James knew exactly what it meant.

"Gladly," he said. He placed his cock at my entrance. My breath hitched in anticipation. He looked down at me. I nodded and one of my legs fell from his shoulder to his waist. I smirked as I pull him closer and he thrust in. My back arched off the bed and I moaned. My other leg fell to his waist as well. I wrapped my legs around him.

"Move," I said. He slowly pulled out only to slam right back in. He quickly set a pace. Soon I was right in time with him. I had waited a week for this. I don't know how this happened but every time we were home, alone I ended up here with him. Underneath him moaning. He changed the angle of his thrusts and hit my potsherd dead on. My back arched completely off the bed and into him. I gasped as he pinched one of my nipples. He leaned down and kissed the sensitive spot on my neck that he knew drove me crazy. "I-uhgn-James-I'm gonna," I moaned. He was the only one who did this to me.

"Call me Jamie," he whispered in my ear.

"Jamie," I moaned. Our thrusts started to quicken as or releases grew near. I felt my release very near.

"Come for me Carlitos," he whispered in my ear. I came after crying his name. I felt him come seconds later. He pulled out and collapsed beside me. I knew I had to move to my bed now; it was part of our unspoken deal. We'd fuck than I'd move or he would if we were on my bed. It was just what we did.

Then he did something I had not expected. He pulled the blankets over us and wrapped his arms around me. He nuzzled my neck sleepily and said, "I love you Carlos."

My heart skipped a beat did he just say that? Did he mean it? I looked over my shoulder at him and smiled. "I love you too James," I said. He smiled and kissed me. Maybe, just maybe something could become of this. I'd have to wait and see how things were in the morning. This was him talking after sex. I don't know if he's still feel that way after coming down from his high or not, but right now I did not care. We were together and that's all that mattered.

I've been in a funk these last few days and I found this is a fic again. I posted it awhile awhile ago, but took down because I didn't know where it was going or what to do with it. I have an idea now and I am ready to repost it. I hope you guys enjoy this. This is my second attempt at a Jarlos based fic. I hope you all like it. Review and let me know what you think.

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