BURN
Follow up to Slow Dancing in a Burning Room
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Jeremy was shaking, trembling with nervous energy really. Tyler smiled softly, running his hands down Jeremy's arms.
"Kiss me," Tyler whispered, leaning closer. Jeremy launched himself forward, wrapping his arms around Tyler's neck as his lips latched onto his. Tyler groaned into the press of flesh. Jeremy moaned softly in response. Tyler pushed them both backwards onto Jeremy's bed. He finally felt the tremors in the younger boy's body, lifting off him and looking down. "What?" he breathed, eyes blazing. Jeremy's teeth tugged on his lip.
"I've never…done this before…like this."
"We don't have to." Tyler felt himself freeze, shock that he'd just said those words forming rapidly in his brain. Jeremy shook his head a few times.
"We can't stop now."
"Thank God," Tyler muttered, dropping back down and reveling in the length of Jeremy's body under his. Jeremy chuckled softly, cutting off suddenly when Tyler ground his hips down.
"Tyler," it's a breathy plea in the quiet room. Tyler lets out a groan, hands skimming under Jeremy's shirt between them. "Drawer," he let out gutturally.
"Hm?"
"There's um there's lube in there." Tyler stills his hands, pulling his lips away from Jeremy's neck. "I did some research," Jeremy admitted quietly, his cheeks flushing darkly.
"Oh God," Tyler moaned, "you've been thinking about this? You've been…preparing?" He kissed Jeremy hard. "So hot," he breathed. Jeremy smiled, clearly relieved. Tyler resumed kissing Jeremy's neck and reached into the drawer blindly. Jeremy arched into Tyler, growing impatient.
Tyler abandoned the drawer and sat up to pull off his shirt. He lifted Jeremy and tugged his shirt off as well. Leaning down, he kissed Jeremy's shoulder before licking along the sweat slicked skin. He toed off his shoes and slid down Jeremy, pressing a kiss to his stomach and dipping his fingers into the band of Jeremy's jeans.
"Ty, please." Tyler opened Jeremy's jeans and slid further down, yanking them off. He stood and got rid of the rest of his clothes, watching as Jeremy writhed on the bed in only his boxers. Jeremy whimpered as Tyler climbed back into bed. Jeremy tugged off his boxers, throwing them across the room. He pulled Tyler back to him, fingers digging into Tyler's back. They both stopped to reevaluate as their bodies touched skin to skin for the first time.
"It's just-" Tyler let out.
"So fucking amazing," Jeremy agreed, gritting his teeth against the intense pleasure bordering on pain. Tyler crossed the line of hesitation first, taking Jeremy's cock in one hand. He squeezed softly as Jeremy moaned. He stroked up and Jeremy bucked his hips, biting down on Tyler's shoulder as he flew into him. "Can't wait, Ty, can't wait," he gasped.
"I know, but we have to take this slow. I don't want to hurt you Jer."
"I'm ready," he argued, "I've already done some research on that too."
"You mean you," Tyler paused, stroking even as he did, "you mean you've been touching yourself for me?"
"Y-yes," Jeremy gasped. "Please, fuck me."
Just like that, all thoughts of taking it slow went up in smoke. Tyler went back to the drawer, hissing as Jeremy licked his chest. He finally grasped the tube and yanked it out. He tore of the cap and poured a generous amount in his palm. He stroked it over himself before coating Jeremy too. He'd never done this before but it didn't matter. It didn't matter because everything was so right and the need was burning inside him so hot he could hardly breathe. He kissed Jeremy and twined one of his hands with Jeremy's, squeezing as he slid in. Jeremy hissed out a breath. Tyler stopped as Jeremy's chest heaved against his. They both gasped for breath. Jeremy was so hot and tight and perfect. Tyler was practically seeing stars.
"Okay?" he gasped out. Jeremy just moaned. "Jer," he waited until Jeremy looked at him. "Okay?" Jeremy nodded jerkily.
"So, so good." Tyler kissed him again and took his other hand, bringing them both above Jeremy's head. Tyler slid in deeper and couldn't stop himself from moaning. He pulled out just to slide back in and couldn't stop from repeating the motion immediately. He moved both of Jeremy's wrists to one hand and dropped his other to Jeremy's cock, stroking slowly as he continued to thrust at a quicker pace. "Faster, please," Jeremy begs softly. Tyler gave in immediately, matching his hand to his hips. Tyler lost himself watching Jeremy's expression. Everything he was feeling, everything he was getting, was right there on Jeremy's face. He leaned down again and kissed him, sliding his tongue past Jeremy's gasping lips. Jeremy cried out into Tyler's lips as he came, wrapping himself around Tyler. Tyler thrust back in and pulled out, moaning as Jeremy's nails dug into his skin. He couldn't hold onto it any longer, he gave in, sinking back into Jeremy and flying over the edge.
Tyler rolled off but pulled Jeremy with him, wrapping an arm around his shoulders as he did. He tried to catch his breath.
"What are we going to do now?" Jeremy questions. Tyler has a feeling he's not talking about the clean up and acceptance bit.
"I don't know," he answers honestly.
"You're leaving in five weeks."
"I know." Jeremy doesn't say anything for a long moment.
"What if I say I'm scared?" Tyler kisses his temple softly.
"What if I say I am too?"
"I don't want you to leave," Jeremy says, snuggling into his side.
"Do you regret this?"
"No," Jeremy answers eventually. The truth was that the burn was worth the pain.
"Me neither," he tilts Jeremy's face to his and kisses him, "and I have to come home sometime."