Title: Lovers

Author: Lazalot_Anreads

Beta: None

Characters/Pairings: Justin/Richard

Rating: NC-17

Challenge: None

Summary: A year after the murders, something new develops between Justin and Richard.

Notes: None

Chapter 003

[Richard? Are you awake?] Justin thought the question at his lover, fairly certain he was still asleep but hoping he might wake up. Though the younger boy hater to disturb his partner, he found he really needed to go to the bathroom, and Richard's death grip on him made that pretty much impossible.

[No.] Richard groaned, but he was already waking up - the younger boy could feel it. [Oh … sorry, Justin,] he added in realization a moment later, loosening his grip.

Justin sighed in relief and rolled to his feet, heading toward the old bathroom and they tub they used to piss in whenever they were at the old house. [It's okay. I'll be right back.] He sighed in pleasure as he relieved himself.

[Is it weird, my being so comfortable talking to you this way?] Richard asked after a moment. He still seemed a bit sleepy, but was gradually becoming more aware. [I mean, it's so new, and we don't even know how it happened, but … it just feels so right.]

"That's because it is." Justin spoke out loud, but his tone was soft and very affectionate. He slid back into bed beside Richard and curled into his partner's side, chewing on his lower lip thoughtfully. [Everything between us is right. It always has been, beloved.]

"Beloved?" Richard asked, startled but undeniably pleased. [I've never been anyone's beloved before.]

[Well, you'll always be mine.] Justin shifted until he was on his side next to the older boy, his head propped in his hand as he looked down at his partner. [Right?]

[I promise, baby.] The older boy smiled at him. [You know, I think you're nearly as possessive as I am, lover.]

"Yes," Justin said easily, switching to regular speech. "I have reason to be - who's to say you won't be bored in a few short weeks, like you were with all the others you took to your bed?"

"Technically, I took you to your bed," Richard teased. Then, feeling the younger boy's fear begin to tighten his own chest, he became serious. [I told you before, but I'll say it again. You're the only one I want, baby. Not just for now - for forever. Okay?]

Justin could feel his partner's sincerity through their bond, sense the honesty in his words, but his own insecurities weren't so easily cast aside. Still, he agreed, "Okay."

Richard frowned, understanding that his boy didn't quite believe him, but decided to let the matter drop for the moment. He'd spend the rest of his life proving his devotion to Justin, if that was what it took. Changing the subject, he asked, "So, do you have any ideas yet about this bond thingy?"

"No, but we should go to the library. We can read up on telepathy and empathy there, see if anything rings true," Justin offered.

"Yeah, okay. But we'll have to go to my place to shower first; we smell like sex." Richard smirked, sitting up and lighting a cigarette. "I don't think the librarian would appreciate my scent on you nearly as much as I do."

Justin blushed. "Yeah, okay. Let's go."

~*~

Justin sighed, frustrated, and slammed the book he'd been reading closed. [I can't find a damned thing,] he told Richard, who was outside having a cigarette. [Are you ready to go? I'm getting a migraine.]

[I know. I can feel it.] The older boy's tone was dry, but Justin could feel his sympathy and concern through their bond. [Come out to the car, okay? We'll drive back to the bluff and get stoned.]

[Alright. I just have to use the bathroom first. I'll see you in a few minutes.] Justin was already in the men's room by the time he'd finished speaking. He quickly took care of business, washed his hands, and walked out to Richard's car. His partner greeted him with a quick kiss before pulling out of the parking lot and making his way back to 'their' house.

The minute they cleared the door, Richard grabbed Justin by the throat and slammed him against the nearest wall, leaning in for a savage kiss. [I'm going to put you on your hands and knees, spread your sweet cheeks, and fuck you so hard you won't walk for a week.]

[Oh, yes.] Even the younger boy's telepathic speech sounded breathy.

Being purposely rough, knowing it was turning Justin on further, Richard manhandled him over to their 'bed' and quickly and efficiently stripped them both before shoving his partner down onto his hands and knees, just as he'd said he would. "Spread your legs, baby," he ordered roughly, reaching for the lotion. He didn't open it right away, choosing instead to stare down at his beautiful boy, ass in the air, waiting to be fucked. [Jesus, Justin, you're fucking glorious!]

"So do something about it!" Justin was practically growling with need, parting his legs as widely as he could and reaching back with both hands to hold his ass cheeks open in a blatant invitation. His face flushed at his own audacity, but he didn't let go.

Mesmerized, Richard dropped the lotion and grabbed the younger boy's hips to hold him still before leaning down and licking wetly over Justin's hole.

[Oh, fuck!] The mental shout was loud enough to make the older boy flinch, but not nearly so loud as to make him stop what he was doing. He licked again, harder, and then he flattened his tongue and thrust it inside Justin's hungry hole.

The resulting scream practically shook the rafters, and Richard smirked on the inside, feeling like a god as he continued tonguing his boy. [That's right, baby - make some more noise for me …]

[Richard, Richard,] Justin chanted telepathically, still screaming his pleasure to the world. [Fuck me, oh please Richard, please fuck me now!]

Having slicked his cock while he was busy opening the younger boy with his tongue, it was simple enough for Richard to obey. Sitting back and lining his cock up, he nudged once in warning before slamming inside, nailing Justin's prostate on the first thrust and turning the screams of pleasure into sobs of pleasure.

"That's right, Justin," he whispered, pulling back and slamming forward again and again, "let me hear you. Let me hear everything."

[I love you - love you so much! Don't leave me, stay inside, stay forever …] His boy was barely coherent as he came, tightening like a velvet vice around Richard's cock and bringing the older boy over the edge into nirvana with him.

Exhausted, the two of them collapsed in a heap, still connected physically as well as emotionally. It was a long time before either boy said a word.

Finally, though, Richard had to break the comfortable silence. "I'm going to pull out, baby. Try to stay still." The actions followed the words, and both of them winced, more from the dampening of their mental connection than any physical pain.

"I think you melted my bones," Justin teased when he could speak again. "I'm not sure I could even move if you paid me, beloved."

[Good. I don't want you going anywhere; I want to keep you here, with me, where you belong.] Richard spooned closely behind the younger boy, wrapping an arm around his waist. [Come on, baby. Let's get some sleep.]

Justin yawned. [Okay. Good night, Richard.]

[Good night, baby. Sweet dreams.]

~*~

The next morning, Justin woke up to the feeling of Richard's hard cock nudging his belly button. It was the only part of the older boy that was awake so far, however. Curious, and feeling more bold than he might if his partner were watching him, he looked down at it.

His eyes widened comically and his mouth dropped open. Had he really taken that thing into his body? It was huge! Reaching down, he used one finger to stroke it hesitantly, smiling proudly when the appendage twitched at the feeling.

Justin wasn't sure where he found the courage, but he slid down Richard's body and opened his mouth, his tongue darting out to lick a broad, wet stripe over the head of the older boy's cock.

Richard jerked and groaned, coming awake instantly. [Mm … what do you think you're doing, gorgeous?]

[I'm tasting you,] Justin replied, somewhat shyly. His mouth wasn't shy, though; his mouth just wanted more of Richard's delicious cock. So, opening wide and doing his best to roll his teeth over his lips like he'd read about, the younger boy took the head in and sucked. Hard.

"Ah!" Richard shouted, fisting a hand in the younger boy's hair and holding on to the edge of the mattress in a deliberate effort not to buck his hips and gag the other boy. He didn't want to choke his inexperienced lover, after all. "Ah, yeah!"

If he hadn't already been enjoying himself immensely, the strangled groaning sounds coming from deep within the older boy's throat would have done it. Raising a hand to hold Richard's hips down, he tried to take more, sucking and licking all the while. It was slow going, and he almost choked what seemed like a hundred times, but Justin was determined, and eventually he got all of his partner's cock into his mouth and throat.

Richard whimpered, which was more than a little gratifying, and Justin picked up the pace, wanting nothing more than to taste the other boy's come and feel it rushing down his throat.

[Oh, baby, what you're doing to me …] The older boy was moaning continuously, rocking his hips a little in time with Justin's powerful sucking. [You're going to make me come, baby … going to make me come in your hot, wet mouth …]

Jesus, Richard really had the sexy talk down. But he was much too coherent, Justin decided, and finally got up the nerve to use his teeth a bit.

That was it for the older boy, that was all she wrote; he came hard, shouting his pleasure to the rafters and yanking on Justin's hair so hard the other boy wondered if he was about to be scalped, even as he swallowed the delicious flood of bitter fluid spraying the back of his throat.

The next thing he knew, he was on his back and Richard was kissing him savagely enough that a bit of blood joined the array of flavors in Justin's mouth. Whining low in his throat, the younger boy arched against his partner, trying to rub himself off on Richard's hip.

The older boy pulled his mouth away and looked down at him with glittering ice blue eyes, reaching down to fist his cock. [That's it, baby, that's right … you're so good, let me see you - let me see you come for me, baby. Only ever come for me.]

Justin whimpered again and bucked, his body answering the command before he could even catch up to the situation mentally, cock spurting semen all over the other boy's hand and his own chest. "Oh!"

"Wow," the younger boy murmured when he'd caught his breath, "you really know how to say thank you to a guy, don't you?"

"You're just too easy to please," Richard denied, but he was smiling as he leaned in to kiss his boy gently.

"Mm," Justin agreed when they parted, "I really kind of am - at least when it comes to you. We going to school today?"

A wicked gleam entered the older boy's eyes then, but he ignored Justin's curious look. "Yeah. Yeah, we're going to school today," he said, and rolled off of his boy to get dressed.

The younger boy shrugged lazily and followed suit, grabbing his boxers and using them to clean up before pulling on his jeans and shirt. He thought later that he probably should have asked Richard what he was up to, but at the time he was too satisfied to summon more than idle curiosity.

He'd regret that.