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 007

Richard was dead drunk, passed out in the seat next to him when Justin pulled the mustang up to 'their' house. They'd had a surprisingly good time at the club; the drinks had been cheap and the music had been good. Justin had spent most of the evening watching Richard dance, though he'd let the older boy pull him out onto the floor for a couple of songs.

Leaning over to shake Richard awake, Justin had to smile. His lover's mouth was open and he was drooling a bit as loud snores issued forth from the dark cavern. It would have been annoying if the younger boy had been attempting to get some sleep himself, but in this case it was just kind of cute. Richard looked like a big kid.

Justin shook him lightly and the older boy woke with an impressively loud snort, looking around in slight bewilderment. Justin had to practically carry him into the house and over to the bed, where he urged his partner into the tent they'd erected around the bed and pulled his shoes off. A few moments later, as he was setting a fire in the fireplace, Richard started snoring again.

Justin smiled again, amused. It looked like he wouldn't be giving Richard his birthday present until tomorrow, but that was fine. He was still a bit nervous about the gift he'd chosen, anyway, and although he fully intended to go through with giving it he figured he could definitely use a little time to work up the guts.

Stripping down, he crawled in to bed beside his fully clothed partner and rested his head on his elbow, just looking at the other boy. Richard looked remarkably innocent when he slept, though Justin knew he was nothing of the sort. No, his lover was certainly no angel, but that was fine with the younger boy. He was a bit of a devil, himself, anyway.

Closing his eyes, Justin thought again of the sex they'd had in front of the mirror and shivered in pleasure. That had truly been the most intensely sexual encounter of his life to date, not that he really had much experience before Richard, anyway. For the first time he'd truly seen himself as desirable, truly understood why the older boy wanted him. It had been magnificent, and Justin really hoped they could do it again - often.

With the memory playing on a loop in his head, Justin curled up against Richard's back and fell asleep, a faint smile still curving his lips.

The next morning, Justin was awakened by Richard's low groaning and mumbling about the evils of alcohol. With a soft chuckle, he rose to get the aspirin and water he'd set out the night before, shielding his eyes from the sun as he left the shade of the black tent. "Here," he said when he returned, kneeling beside his lover and helping him sit up so that he could take the pills and drink the bottle of water. "This should help."

"Thanks, baby," Richard mumbled, finishing the water in three gulps before laying back again. "I don't know what I'd do without you."

"You'd suffer from alcohol poisoning, undoubtedly." Justin's voice was stern, but his eyes were smiling. "When you're feeling better, I have something for you."

"Oh, really?" Richard grinned at him. "You know, they say an orgasm is the perfect cure for a hangover. Hint, hint."

"You smell like a brewery, though." Justin teased, wrinkling his nose even though the odor of alcohol wasn't really that strong. "Your come is probably eighty proof."

The older boy laughed loudly, holding his head but unable to keep his mirth inside. He could just picture Justin trying to stand up after sucking him off and falling on his ass instead, inebriated just from swallowing Richard's come. It was hilarious!

Eventually, though, he stopped laughing and grabbed the younger boy by the arm, pulling him down into a hard kiss. "I'm feeling better," he said when Justin pulled back to look at him. "Where's my present?"

Shaking his head in fond exasperation, Justin crawled back out of the tent. "Stay here. I'll be right back." Making his way up the rickety stairs and into the first bedroom, the younger boy carefully knelt down and pried up a loose floorboard close to the wall. A small black jeweler's box sat within it, which he retrieved before replacing the floorboard and slowly heading back down the stairs.

He was nervous. Though he was fairly sure the older boy would like his gift, Justin had never actually bought anything for anyone besides himself, his mother and, when he'd still lived with them, his father. They were easy to please, whereas Richard could, at times, be utterly impossible to make happy.

The older boy was sitting outside the tent when he returned, poking the fire around to keep it going. Justin sat down Indian style in front of him and, chewing his lower lip nervously, handed Richard the box.

"Justin?" To say Richard was surprised would be an understatement. He'd expected a book or maybe a CD, but it hadn't ever occurred to him that Justin would give him jewelry.

"I hope you like it," the younger boy said. "I was actually going to give this to you last year, but then all of that stupid shit got in the way and I was angry with you, so …" He sighed, realizing he was babbling. [Just open it and put me out of my misery, please.]

Richard carefully lifted the lid and set it aside, eyes widening when he saw the contents of the small box. Two nipple rings, one silver and one gold, rested on the black velvet lining. He knew immediately what they were for, and smiled brightly as he touched the gold one. "You'll let me?"

Justin let his breath out, relieved, and smiled. "I trust you, Richard, more than anyone else in this world. I'd let you do anything to me."

"Anything, huh?" Richard leered at him for a moment, then took the gold nipple ring out and motioned Justin closer before using his lighter to sterilize it. Then, setting the lighter aside but still holding the ring, he leaned forward and sucked the naked boy's left nipple into his mouth.

"Ah!" Justin gasped, his hands going to his partner's head to hold him in place as his back arched. His eyes slid closed and he moaned his pleasure, cheeks flushing a delicate shade of pink.

Abruptly, Richard pulled away, but before the younger boy could do more than blink in shock and open his mouth to protest, he pierced the nipple he'd just gotten thoroughly hard.

Justin groaned, feeling torn between pain and pleasure, and pulled Richard up to his mouth for a passionate, hungry kiss. [Oh, that feels … it feels …] He didn't know how to describe it, so he pushed the sensations through their bond, instead, making the older boy groan and kiss him back even more ardently than he already was.

The younger boy soon found himself on his back on the floor with Richard above him, now licking and sucking at his newly pierced nipple. It was slightly painful, but in a good way, and Justin encouraged him, moaning and tugging at the older boy's hair as he arched into the sensation.

Finally, though, Richard pulled away to look at him with a hot, possessive gaze. [Do me now, Justin. I want to be yours, too.]

[Oh, but you are mine, beloved.] Still, Justin sat up and reached for the silver nipple ring as well as Richard's lighter, and began to sterilize it. [This is just a physical symbol of our emotional connection.]

Richard didn't reply, instead pulling his shirt off over his head to bare his chest for the younger boy. His nipples were already aroused, but Justin leaned forward anyway, determined to give his partner the same treatment he'd been given. He sucked and bit at Richard's left nipple until the other boy was begging him to get on with it, and then he pulled back and pierced it quickly.

The little silver hoop looked perfect against the older boy's faintly tanned skin. A small drop of blood trickled down his chest, which Justin licked away before pushing Richard down flat and opening his jeans to get at his hard cock.

[Oh, yeah!] Richard arched his back as Justin sucked him, kicking his pants the rest of the way off and spreading his legs in a plea for something more. [Please, baby! I need you to make love to me.]

Unwilling to give up his prize just yet, Justin ignored him. He sucked the older boy leisurely, as if he had all the time in the world, bringing him to the edge and backing off before bringing him to the edge yet again. Finally, though, the torture had to end, and so he took Richard deep into his throat and swallowed. He kept swallowing until Richard was nothing more than a post-orgasmic pile of melted bones beneath his mouth, and then he pulled back to look for the lotion.

When he found it, he wasted no more time in getting his partner ready for him. One finger, two, three, and then he slicked his aching cock and drove in hard, making Richard slap his palms down on the wooden floor and shout his pleasure to the rafters.

Justin tried to go slow, but it just wasn't happening; after getting pierced, piercing Richard in return, and then sucking him into submission, he himself was already on the razor edge of orgasm. There was no finesse to his thrusts, and he couldn't speak. His eyes were focused on the place their bodies joined, and when their souls touched and he felt Richard's love and contentment, it sent him flying. [Richard!]

[Justin, yes!] Though he hadn't been able to get hard again, Justin could see Richard shake from the pleasure he could feel coming from the younger boy through their connection, which made that pleasure even more intense than it already was.

Spent, he collapsed on top of the older boy, who brought his arms up to cradle him close. He sighed, resting his forehead against Richard's chest, and smiled. [I love being inside you almost as much as I love having you inside me, beloved.]

[Yeah, well, I love having you inside me almost as much as I love being inside you, too, baby, so I guess we're even.] Richard's chest shook with a low, rumbling purr of a laugh. [But I'm kind of uncomfortable. Think we could get back in bed?]

As much as Justin hated to move and sever their connection, he had to agree. His knees were aching and he was sure he'd gotten a few splinters in his palms from using them to brace himself when he was thrusting into the older boy. Sighing, he rolled off of Richard and stood up, reaching down to hoist his partner up with him. With a small smile, he led him to bed, pulling the covers over both of them and curling up with his head on Richard's chest.

[I love the nipple rings,] Richard told him a short while later. [They're perfect for us - better than any ring or necklace or anything like that. What made you think of them?]

[I don't know. I saw them in a store over a year ago and they just seemed like a good birthday gift, but then like I said, all of that other shit happened and I didn't get to give them to you. But I'm glad it worked out this way; they fit our relationship even better now than they did then.]

[If you'd given them to me a year ago, maybe I'd have gotten up the nerve to jump you sooner. But in a way I guess it's better that you didn't, and I didn't, because I never would have been able to stay away from you for so long if we'd already been lovers. I had a hard enough time staying away as it was.]

[I missed you, Richard,] Justin admitted.

[I missed you, too, baby. But we're together now, and we'll be together for the rest of our lives, so it was all worth it.]

Yes, Justin thought to himself, it definitely was.