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 004
They were nearly a half an hour late for third period because they had to swing by their houses to shower quickly and get their school things, so not many people actually saw them walk in together with Richard's arm slung across Justin's shoulders like it had always belonged there. Those who did, however, were quick to spread the word, so by the time fifth period rolled around everyone who knew the two boys were speculating on the reasons for them acting so friendly with each other.
Richard didn't give a flying fuck what any of them thought. Justin was finally his and he wanted everyone to know about it.
The younger boy was a bit more hesitant. "People are staring, Richard," he whispered to his partner, trying to subtly shrug his arm away. "You know I hate being the center of attention."
Richard just smirked and tightened his hold on the other boy. "Yeah, well, you know that I love it." Seriously, he added telepathically, [I just want to show you off, baby. Let me, okay?]
Justin sighed, resigned, and relaxed into the one armed embrace as they continued walking to class. [The things I do for you …]
[Don't worry,] Richard teased. [I'll make it up to you.]
Coming to a stop in front of their open classroom door, the older boy gave Justin one last squeeze before letting go and heading to his seat. Behind him, his partner flushed a bit at the curious looks he was receiving from his classmates and ducked his head, heading toward his own desk.
"Mr. Haywood, Mr. Pendleton," their English teacher, Mr. Willis, greeted them with no small amount of sarcasm in his tone. "How nice of you to join us. Get out your books; we're on page three hundred and sixty."
Both boys opened their books and Justin listened carefully as Mr. Willis picked up his lecture. Richard, however, was only pretending to listen - he had something much more entertaining in mind than William Shakespeare and Hamlet.
As soon as he was sure the teacher was focused completely on his lecture, he started. [Justin …]
[Yes?] Even the younger boy's telepathic speech sounded distracted. [What do you need, Richard?]
[I need you, baby.] Richard made the words sound like a purr. [I need you in every way, but right now, most of all, I need you to fuck me.]
Justin choked and dropped his pencil, then started coughing loudly. His face turned an alarming shade of red as absolutely everyone in the room turned to stare at him - including his partner, whose eyes were gleaming with lust.
"Are you quite alright, Mr. Pendleton?" The teacher asked, looking annoyed at being interrupted yet again. "Do you need to go to the nurse's office?"
"No, no, I'm fine!" Justin ducked his head, still blushing furiously. "Sorry, sir." [What the fuck are you trying to do to me, Richard?]
Richard ignored him, waiting until Mr. Willis got back to his lecture before continuing to tease his lover. [I want you to put me on my hands and knees and tongue fuck my hole until I'm begging you to come inside me, and then I want you to do it some more.]
The younger boy gripped the edges of his desk so tightly his knuckles turned white, gritting his teeth. [Stop it!]
But there was no way Richard was stopping now. Reaching down to adjust his rock hard cock, he continued, [I want you to claim me, Justin - claim me the way I've claimed you. When I'm so turned on I can't even think anymore, can't communicate with you at all, that's when I want you to spread my ass cheeks and slam your hard dick inside my tight hole.]
[Jesus fuck!]
[No, Justin fuck.] Richard bit the inside of his cheek to keep from giggling like an insane school girl. [At least, I hope you will. I want you so bad, baby, right now. I want you to just bend me over the desk in front of all these people and take me so hard and so good that I scream with every thrust of your gorgeous cock inside of me.]
Justin moaned out loud, then covered his face with his hands, mortified as everyone once again turned to look at him. "I'm sorry," he said, voice muffled by his palms. "I haven't been feeling well today - it's why I was late. I don't want to miss the lecture, though." There was no way he was standing up and showing everyone and their brother just how hard he was. "Please continue."
Appeased, Mr. Willis nodded. "One more outburst, however, and you will see the nurse, Mr. Pendleton."
"Yes, sir."
~*~
"I cannot believe you did that to me in the middle of class!" Justin was furious as he slammed into 'their' house. "If he'd made me go to the nurse, everyone would have seen just what my problem really was!"
"I'm sorry, baby," Richard said contritely, concerned. He'd never really seen his boy get so violently angry before. "I just wanted to have a little fun with our bond. Please don't be so mad at me."
Justin spun around to glare at him. "You'll never do that to me again?"
"I promise," Richard said sincerely, stepping closer. "I swear it, Justin."
The younger boy sighed and sat down on the hearth. He never could stay truly angry with Richard for very long. "Okay, then."
The older boy heaved a sigh of relief and sat down beside him. "Good," he said simply.
There was a somewhat uncomfortable silence before Justin finally spoke. "Ah, hell," he said quietly, "just … tell me, Richard, did you mean what you said? Do you really want me to - to fuck you?"
Richard shifted a bit closer to the younger boy, feeling his cock start to fill. Lifting a hand, he turned Justin to face him and rested their foreheads together, gazing into his boy's eyes. "More than anything. I want you to claim me; I want to belong to you the way you belong to me."
Justin sucked in a sharp breath and lifted his own hand to cover the older boy's on his cheek. "Have you ever done it that way before?"
Richard sighed regretfully. "I wish I could tell you I hadn't, but I don't want to lie to you. I can tell you honestly, though, that it's never meant anything to me before. Not the way it will mean something with you."
Justin's cobalt blue eyes darkened until they were nearly black, both from lust and a bit of anger he couldn't escape, knowing he would never be Richard's first in any real physical way. [If you want me like that, then we do it my way. You painted a very pretty picture for me in class, beloved, but that's not the way I'm going to take you - at least not this first time.]
[How are you going to take me, then?] Richard licked his lips, staring and his boy's full mouth as he thought about all of the things Justin could use his tongue for besides lecturing. He sincerely hoped the other boy didn't have a problem with rimming, because it was one of Richard's favorite things to do and to have done to him.
[You'll see.] Justin smirked and pulled away, then, waving for Richard to stand up. "Get up and strip. Slowly."
Richard gulped and practically stumbled in his rush to get to his feet. He'd never heard Justin sound so commanding, and it was making him hard enough to cut diamonds. Standing in front of his heavy-lidded lover, he brought his suddenly trembling hands to the top button of his shirt.
"That's right, beloved." The younger boy licked his lips, leaning back on his hands to gaze up at his partner with lust filled eyes. "Show me how badly you want me."
Closing his own eyes at the intensity of the moment, Richard slowly unbuttoned his shirt and let it slide off his shoulders to the ground. He kicked his shoes and socks off, and then, with a flick of his wrist, opened the buttons on his jeans. Distantly grateful he'd decided to go commando that morning, he gave a quick, very sexy twist of his hips, sending his pants to the floor. He stepped out of them, then, toward Justin, and spread his arms wide as if to ask what the younger boy was waiting for.
Standing up, Justin stalked around Richard, hands clenched into fists at his sides to keep himself from reaching out to touch his lover. He came to a stop close in front of the other boy and smiled at him. "Good. Now, get on the bed - on your back. Take the lotion with you. I'll be with you in a moment."
Shuddering, Richard followed his lover's orders - for that's what they were, orders - and grabbed the lotion before lying back on the bed with his legs spread. His eyes grew wide as he watched Justin lick his lips and hurriedly shed his own clothes before dropping to his knees between the older boy's thighs.
Justin started at Richard's lips, kissing and nibbling them gently, before making his way over his throat and chest to his left nipple, which he promptly sucked into his warm, wet mouth.
Richard groaned and arched his back, gripping the sheets with both hands. Justin hadn't said he could touch him, yet, and he didn't want to blow the younger boy's plans out of the water by being to demanding. He was enjoying having his boy dominate him entirely too much to ruin it with his own impatience.
Justin spent a lot of time using his lips, tongue, hands, and even his teeth to make love to Richard. He only picked the lotion up when his partner's desperation began to infect him, and even then he spent a very long time opening the older boy before finally sinking his cock inside.
[Oh, Justin!] Richard whimpered, shocking himself when he felt tears spring to his eyes. He'd never felt so loved and cherished before in his life, and it was twisting him up inside. Unable to help himself any longer, he reached for his boy, holding on for dear life as their hips danced together. [I love you, baby.]
[As I do you, my beloved.] Once again their minds and souls joined as their bodies did, and it was the most beautiful experience - equaled only by their first joining the night before, when Richard had been inside him. [You are the most beautiful, most special, most important person in the world to me. Never forget that.]
"I feel the exact same way about you," Richard whispered aloud, tightening his arms and legs around his lover. "I don't think I could live without you, Justin."
[You won't have to. I'm never leaving you, do you understand? Even if I were to die tomorrow, I'd still be with you, inside of you. Do you believe me?]
[Yes. Yes, I believe you.] Richard kissed him. [But don't you dare die, baby. Not tomorrow, not ever - at least not until after I'm already gone. I couldn't bare to lose you.]
[I can't promise you that, beloved, but I can promise to try.]
[That's all I want.]
Their orgasms crashed into them at the same time, lifting them up and throwing them over the edge into pleasure so intense it was almost painful. They kissed, tongues twining around each other, and rode the wave of love and ecstasy until it was over and they collapsed together, still whispering words of love and promises of forever through their mental bond.
Much later, as Justin slept beside him, Richard let the tears of joy he'd held back fall, and didn't even call himself a sissy for it. In fact, he was fairly proud of himself for managing to wait until his lover was unconscious. That had been the most intense experience in his life to date, and he was only human, after all.
Little did he know that everything was only just beginning for them.
