Here is part 7! Yaaaaaay!
You know, I'm like 10 chapters ahead of this on my DA, right?
He had kissed Harvey.
…Well, no, Harvey had kissed him, but he had kissed back.
Edward looked over at Jon; the tall man was laid out on the sofa, an ice-pack on his leg.
He bit his lip; he had kissed him.
Oh god, it had felt so perfect…
Oh god, he shouldn't have done it…
Jon smiled up at him, unaware of the man's internal struggle, "Did you enjoy meeting Twoface?"
Edward shrugged coldly, rubbing his own arm for comfort, "I guess."
Jon frowned gently, "I thought you said you were getting a box of solder out of it?"
Eddie's eyes dropped to the floor and he began to gently nibble his top lip, he was still able to feel Harvey's lips on him. He nodded gently.
"So…" Jon said with a slight shake of his head, "I see no solder."
Edward felt his face flush a little, "I… I had to leave before I could get it. I'll have to go back out to see him again once you're feeling better."
Jon nodded, and returned his eyes to the blaring TV, "Make me a ham sandwich would you?"
It sounded like a request but Eddie knew it was more a demand, he knew how tetchy Jon got if Edward didn't do what he wanted.
Edward walked into the kitchen wordlessly, and began making Jon's food.
He couldn't stop nibbling him lips, he could still taste Harvey on them. He tasted so nice.
It was like the world had stopped.
It was all he could think of.
It had been so perfect.
Harvey's lips had taken all the tensing from him, he had never felt so calm, so right.
He could feel that hard lump in his throat, telling him he shouldn't have done it, but… he just didn't care. It had been too perfect for him to care.
Jon smiled as Edward approached him, and reached out a hand to take his food, "Thank you sweet thing…" he whispered as he took the plate, "I love you."
The lump in Edward's throat grew and hardened, he swallowed hard, "I love you too," he mumbled weakly.
Jon took a bite from his sandwich, and looked up quizzically at his boyfriend, "What's the matter..?" he asked, patting the space on the sofa in front of his navel.
Edward took his place next to Jon, laying down and pushing his behind against Jon's lower stomach and his back against Jon's chest, but he kept his feet on the floor to avoid Jon's injured foot.
"I'm fine," he mumbled, his tone still weak. Jon placed his plate on the table, and let his arm hang over his boyfriend's chest.
"Don't lie, Eddie…" he said all too sweetly, nuzzling gently into the back of Edward's head.
Edward shook his head, "I'm fine, really, it's just… something H-Twoface said."
Jon frowned, Edward cowered slightly as the other man's voice rose; Jon's temper rose easily, and Edward could feel the sudden anger leaking from him, "What? What did he say that's upset you?"
"Nothing, nothing, really, Jon, it's fine," Edward pled, raising his hand to the arm wrapped around him, and stroking it calmingly.
He felt Jon start to calm, and felt a kiss place it's self on the back of his head.
Jon huffed, "…I might come with you when you go to see him. I'm not having some ugly fuck insulting my boy." He squeezed his arm around the small man, lowering his hand gently and fondling with Edward's belt.
Edward frowned, "Jon... no, I…" He moved himself away from Jon's unwanted touch, but Jon continued regardless.
Jon sighed, "I can't believe you weren't here when I got home. I was in so much pain, I just wanted to see your face."
Edward flipped himself on the sofa, looking into Jon's harsh eyes, "W-Well, I'm here now…"
"You seem a little far away…" Jon moved his spare hand to Edward's face, cupping the small man's jaw.
Edward smiled, "I'm sorry. Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?"
Jon leant in and gave his boyfriend a soft kiss, humming gently as he did, "I'm sure I could think of some way to use you."
"A-A foot-rub or something…?" Edward said hopefully, feeling Jon's kiss replace Harvey's, and feeling the man's hot breath move to his neck.
"Guess again, kid…" Jon breathed as he kissed at Edward's neck, sliding his hand into Edward's boxers, moving straight to Edward's hole.
Edward squirmed, but leaned in for a kiss despite his discomfort, "Y-You have anything specific in mind, Jon…?"
Jon chuckled, rubbing his fingers over the tight orifice, "You're a smart boy, I'm sure you can figure out what I want."
Edward bit hard on his lip as Jon played with him, he swallowed hard, "B-But Jon," he gasped, a sudden realisation coming to him, "Your leg, I don't wanna hurt you."
Jon frowned, and removed his hand, "…You're right…" he said pensively, moving away slightly, "Hmm. I suppose I should wait a bit."
The taller man sighed gently, turning himself from Edward, "Well, go on then, get off."
"What?" Edward whimpered, "Why?"
Jon shrugged, "Well you obviously don't want to be with me at the moment, so go," he pointed to the loveseat in the corner, "There's your seat."
"No," Edward almost screeched, fear heavy on him, "Jon, I do, I do want to be with you."
"Do you? You're being distant, you don't want sex. Edward, you wanted to have sex when you broke your arm, but I pull a muscle and you say no?" he shook his head in disbelief.
"I-I just didn't want to hurt you, babe, come on, I didn't mean it."
Jon shook his head and pushed at Edward, pushing him away, "Fuck off, Edward…"
"No, Jon, please," Edward pled, pushing himself closer to his boyfriend, pressing a kiss to his lips. Jon huffed, not reciprocating the kiss, Edward felt tears start to come to his eyes, "I'll do what ever you want, please."
Jon smiled, and started kissing back, "You know what I want…"
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