Vince drives to work clueless. He'd spent the entire weekend looking for Leon unsuccessfully. Brian he had found with a giant hickey on the side of his neck but Brian told him he didn't know where he was either, hadn't seen Leon since work Friday. He'd gone back to Leon's apartment several times only to find his car gone though he couldn't tell if any clothes were missing either. He was by turns furious at Leon for disappearing and at himself for managing to fuck him up so much that Leon felt he had no choice but to run from him.
He looks for Leon at work but he doesn't appear. When he'd gone back to his apartment Vince had seen that despite the car being gone, his phone was still there. Work is the only thing he's capable of doing, he looks on as the other's move around him like he's made of glass. They barely come near him at all. When the second week starts with no Leon Vince doesn't know what to do. It is Tuesday evening and he's just finishing up, alone as usual. He closes the hood, wipes his fingerprints off the vehicle and goes around shutting shit down. When he gets to the office however he simply takes a beer and sits on the lounge brooding. He can't face going home to everyone pussyfooting around him again.
When Leon comes back, if he fucking comes back Vince is going to collar him so fucking fast his feet won't even touch the ground. Though he's hoping the collar he's chosen will be one Leon wants to wear. He pushes his hand into his pocket assuring himself it's there. Laying his head back he closes his eyes and drifts to sleep. He doesn't wake when the side door opens and locks or when a hand takes the beer bottle from his hands. He doesn't wake as Leon sits on the coffee table for a time simply drinking him in as he so rarely can in the light of day. Vince's arms are lax, hands resting on his thighs since they no longer hold the bottle.
Leon's gaze sweeps over him, slow and sensual and he swallows as he thinks of V as he'd seen him last, splayed over his bed palming his hard on as he'd looked at Leon's own cock. Which was rising in remembrance now. Leon rises and goes out to his car and comes back in to find V hasn't moved. He starts undressing and then tosses the lube he'd brought down on the floor. Then he kneels and carefully pushes Vince's legs apart so he can slide in between them. He lifts V's hands and places them on the lounge either side of his widened thighs. And he softly unbuckles V's belt before undoing each button on his jeans. Despite his efforts however he rouses V slightly. Or his cock as it pushes against the back of his hands. As usual V has not worn underwear.
Thankful for that fact now however Leon watches as he reveals V's cock, it is fully erect, sliding out of its foreskin, begging to be touched. Saliva pools in Leon's mouth as he realises how long it's been since he'd swallowed Vince down, he wants V's cock in his mouth now. Resting his own hands on Vince's thighs now he just looks his fill. He remembers the last time he'd sucked him off, right here in this very office the day before Dom was released from prison.
"Gonna fuckin' suck me or what?" Vince breaks Leon's concentration and he looks up at him. Apart from his eyes being open Vince has not moved, does not move now. As if he's afraid Leon is a mirage that will disappear at any time. Without answering him Leon lowers his mouth to Vince's cock.
He breathes Vince in first, inhales his scent as he hasn't done for years. Sweaty, salty, bittersweet. It is Vince as Leon loves him. His fingers flex on Vince's thighs and Vince inhales sharply though he still doesn't move. Looking up at him again Leon is caught in Vince's gaze, it is wary, hopeful, distrusting and wonderfully naked and vulnerable all at the same time. Leon realises Vince is scared he will disappear like he'd just done. Suddenly Leon smiles at Vince, smiles with his heart showing in his eyes. "Love you man." And he sinks down on Vince's cock.
Vince groans, his hands fisting on the lounge beside his legs, thighs tautening. Leon licks Vince first, just light kitten-licks that should be fucking illegal for a man to do. They're so soft and feminine they're in direct and shocking contrast to the strong man kneeling at Vince's feet. Vince wants nothing more than to ram his hips up and push himself into Leon until he comes down his throat. But he doesn't. If he had fingernails they'd be shredding his palms now his hands are clenched so tight. Vince moans as he watches Leon's head dip, his hair falling forward slightly and brushing against Vince's own pubic hair. And what a fucking sexy thing to behold.
Quivering in need Vince gives himself over to Leon's mouth. Leon will take him when he's ready he knows. He wonders vaguely what they can use for lube and hopes there is something other than engine oil around, that shit was fucking hard to get off his skin. Then he feels Leon lick a stripe from the base of his cock to the head and finally, finally suck the head of his cock into his mouth. Staying riveted on the sight of Leon sucking him, cheeks hollowing, eyes closed, lips swollen Vince doesn't move at all.
Opening his eyes and looking up at Vince, Leon slowly slides his mouth around the head and sucking on Vince's cock he pushes down, swallowing Vince's cock to its root. He'd learned to deep throat on Vince all those years ago. Vince continues to look down at Leon, allowing himself to see for the first time in years the love that pours from Leon's eyes. Love for him. Vince feels Leon's tongue laving the underside of his cock as he sinks down on him again. His mouth is encased in the wettest heat he has ever felt, no one has ever matched Leon's mouth. Vince has never wanted them to. Vince is at Leon's mercy as he sets up a rhythm sucking up and down on his cock, slow and steady. He uses his teeth at times knowing Vince is a little kinky when it comes to pain and Vince proves he's still into it by jerking and throbbing more each time Leon nips him.
Knowing he's going to come Vince finally moves. His hands grasp Leon's hair stilling him. "Want to come in you man." He licks his lips nearly coming at the sight that he Leon as he pulls himself reluctantly off Vince's cock. Fuck, he is beautiful, Vince had not let himself recognise how beautiful Leon truly was, his piercing eyes, strong jaw, wonderful soft hair. And his body. Fuck, his body was made for sin, now especially with his pierced nipples. Vince's eyes are caught by them, he sees Leon has changed them to two gold rings, they just pop against his tanned skin and erect brown nipples.
"No." Leon sits back on his heels as he tugs Vince's boots off then pulls his jeans down by the ankles. Vince raises his hips helping Leon remove them as he pull his t-shirt off over his head.
"Huh?" Too needy to be eloquent Vince reaches for Leon who leans over and picks up something from the floor before he allows Vince to pull him in between his legs again.
"No, I'm fucking you first." Leon says as he snaps the lid on something. Vince looks down to see lube. He feels his arse pucker, he hasn't had a cock in it since he and Leon were together. Fuck. He swallows at the look of want in Leon's eyes. Want for him.
"Uh, I um, haven't…not since you and I…" Vince trails off as Leon leans over and kisses his cock, giving it one of those fucking kitten licks again before he smiles up at him.
"I know man, don't worry, I'll be real gentle with you, even if you tell me not to be, 'k?" He smiles like an angel even as he pushes a slicked up finger at Vince's hole causing him to flinch and Leon to then chuckle like the very devil himself.
Vince unsuccessfully tries to frown and growl but looks only embarrassed instead. He remembers as well that it is a thing with him, he wants gentle but always ends up pleading and begging for hard, fast and rough. Knew he was fucking twisted in the head. Just lucky he'd found someone equally twisted enough to put up with his shit.
Deliberately relaxing his muscles Vince let's Leon slide a finger inside him. He closes his eyes letting his head fall back on the lounge. Then he feels Leon licking his cock again and he moans. He moans as Leon licks and sucks at him and pushes a second finger inside him. His hands come up, one threading through Leon's hair, the other resting on his shoulder as he feels it moving back and forth as Leon moves his fingers inside him. And then Leon brushes his gland and he jerks uncontrollably. "Fuck man." Vince feels himself flutter around Leon's fingers, three of them now he realised, when the fuck had Leon put a third finger in him?
Sliding them out Leon kneels up on his knees and pushes the cock he'd somehow managed to cake in lube while he fingered Vince to his opening. Then he looks up at Vince who is looking down at him and time stills. Leon releases a breath and Vince mimic's him as he pushes his cock inside. Vince groans this time as he feels himself spread. He looks down to see his hole red and raw around Leon's cock. It was such a fucking sexy sight he nearly came on the spot. "Man, move!" He orders Leon who just laughs breathlessly.
"Nope, ignoring you man. Been too long for you." Leon strokes his fingers up and down Vince's thighs as his hips move slowly in and out of Vince. Vince feels his cock, his fucking long cock brushing against his spot and he growls in need and tries to push his hips forward. Leon however anticipated him and held his hips steady so he couldn't push hard like he wanted.
"Fuck, you fucker." Vince swears at him as sweat rolls off him in waves of lust. He can smell them in the room, their scent's heavy, entwining with each other until he couldn't tell the difference between them. And that was just what he wanted. "I'm gonna fuck you into the floor next man." Vince's threat is somewhat lessened by his keening in pleasure as Leon starts fisting his cock as his own cock continues to brush against Vince's gland. Vince feels everything tensing on him, his skin, his hair follicles, his breath getting shallow, his toes curling in sheer pleasure. "You're mine man, no one else's." He can't say anymore as Leon's stokes his cock and Vince's balls draw up and he erupts into the air between them. His come splatters back down over his chest and stomach and Leon's hand. And then Leon puts both hands on his hips and moves in him faster. Still gentle though and a dozen moves later he hunches over Vince's hips in his own orgasm.
Swiping his hand over his stomach and gathering up his come Vince goes to wipe it down only to be stopped by Leon. He takes Vince's hand and brings it to his lips, sucking and licking Vince's come off him. Then his mouth moves down Vince as he pulls out of him and he licks and swallows the rest of Vince's own come. When he's finished he moves up on the lounge, sitting beside Vince.
Letting his head fall back on the lounge Leon closes his eyes. He feels complete, as complete as only V can make him. He feels Vince shift beside him on the lounge and then a head in his lap. Surprised he lifts his head and looks down. V rubs his cheek on his thigh and presses a kiss on it before sitting up again. "Gonna have to spray the shit out of the office man." He speaks to Leon as he stands and tugs on his shirt. He picks Leon's up and throws it to him before grabbing their jeans. He's tugging his on as Leon sits and stares at him, floundering emotionally.
Vince looks down at him, "C'mon man, get dressed and lets get the fuck outta here, I know I said I was gonna fuck you into the floor, but I'd kinda prefer a bed." He holds out a hand to Leon and Leon suddenly realises he's not brushing him off, he's expecting to continue when they walk out the door. A weight lifts off his chest. He puts his hand in Vince's and allows himself to be pulled to his feet and then unexpectedly engulfed in a massive hug from Vince. "Thought I'd lost you for good man." It is all V says as he surrounds Leon with himself, full body hug, burying his face in the side of Leon's neck as he breathes unevenly.
Returning the hug Leon finds himself relaxing. Vince wasn't going anywhere he realised. He gets dressed as Vince finds the air freshener and sprays it around nearly choking them in the process. Then he watches as Vince picks up the lube he'd brought in and they exit the garage together like they usually do after turning on the alarm.
Pulling into his garage Leon takes a breath as he waits for Vince to pull in beside him as Brian usually did. He'd texted Brian before to find out where V was so he knew the score there, now he had to find out the score between he and V. Vince closes his car door leaving his keys in the ignition, Leon locked the garage door and walked up the stairs with Vince behind him. Just as he gets to the top he goes to turn around only to be pushed face first against the door. Then Vince's teeth are on the back of his neck and he just bites down on Leon's neck. "Fucccckkkk." Leon draws the word out as his cock went from interested to rock hard in an instant.
He pushes back on Vince, grinding his arse into Vince's cock, pushing, wanting and needing it inside him. Then Vince pushes his hips forward bruisingly, causing Leon's cock to grind against the wall. "Man, need you." Leon knows in the back of his mind he is babbling but he can't help himself. His hands push on the wall trying to push back for more contact with Vince but Vince the sneaky fuck uses the space to tear Leon's t-shirt from his body, simply shredding it from the neck down the front. Leon nearly comes as he hears it rip. "Fucker, my favourite t-shirt," Then he is moaning as if he's dying. Vince has taken hold of his nipple rings. He flicks them repeatedly with his fingers, causing them to jump and Leon's nipples become erect and that goes to his imprisoned cock as well. Then he simply hooks his fingers in them and pulls. Hard. And Leon comes in his jeans like a fucking teenager. "Fucker, you fucking fucker." The impact of his curses is reduced by the fact that he's moaning each word as the ecstasy of his orgasm slams through him. He is left wanting and needy, open and vulnerable.
Vince however doesn't leave him, He hugs Leon to him and pulls back, sliding the torn shirt off his arms he hugs Leon back against his own bare chest having divested himself of his own shirt somewhere on the way up the stairs too. Leon leans on Vince as he undoes his jeans and pushes them and his underwear down. He toes off his own shoes and then steps out of his jeans. Vince glides his hands over Leon's naked skin humming as he does so. He is exploring as he hasn't done for years. Leon knows he hasn't touched another man since they were last together. He allows Vince to pull him back, leans on him as he hasn't done, been allowed to do in too long. He finds himself sighing as Vince flicks his nipple rings again. "Sexy." Leon hears his voice rumble in his chest where his back is pressed to Vince and he finds himself squirming shamelessly as Vince continues to play with them, torturing his nipples erect and keeping them that way.
"Got them for you man." Leon speaks as he finally steps away, turning back to face Vince, looking him in the eye. Vince stops playing and looks at Leon. He frowns.
"You got them with the Buster."
"Yeah, but I got them for you, not Brian." Leon looks evenly at Vince, wanting him to know, to understand and accept that he loved him, had never stopped loving him.
Vince suddenly turns to the wall and flicks on the lights for the living area. He pushes Leon inside there and opens his jeans pushing them down exposing his hard cock but something else as well. A tattoo Leon had never seen before. At first glance it's a vine of some kind but when Leon bends to take a look he can see letter's inked in as well. Leon, he stands staring down at his name inked in an intricate pattern over Vince's pelvis and hipbone. "How long you had that man?" He looks up at Vince waiting for him to answer. He'd been so focused in the garage he'd never even noticed it.
"Since that day you left me at work, got it that evening." Vince looks at him. "Should I pull these up or get 'em off?" He questions Leon, his voice cracks on the last word but he doesn't move, waiting for Leon to decide whether he stays or goes.
"Off." Is all Leon says as he bends down scooping up his own clothes and throwing them on the lounge before he heads to the bedroom. He flops on the bed reaching a hand for the lube he always leaves out as Vince treads in behind him. He gets on his knees and looks over his shoulder at Vince. "Still want to fuck me through the floor?" Vince nods, his cock jerks at Leon's question.
Leon smiles as he opens the lube and squirts some on his fingers. Then still looking at Vince he arches his back and starts to prepare himself for Vince's mother of a cock. Vince nearly chokes as he watches Leon prep himself. The sight of Leon finger fucking himself nearly has him come this time.
Smiling still Leon leans over resting on one hand as his other continues to push in and out of himself. He moans deliberately for Vince as he pushes in a third finger. Looking back over his shoulders he speaks to Vince "Next time I'll plug myself so I'm ready for when you want me man." His eyes lower and he looks at Vince through his lashes, he knows he's acting like a total girly whore but he also knows V has a weakness for his dirty words. "I'll be so open and needy for you man by the time you take it out, my arse will be grabbing for your cock." Leon loves to dirty talk Vince, he's the only man he does it with. And Vince loves him doing it. Leon keeps going telling Vince how good his fingers feel, how much he wants Vince's cock and how hard he wants Vince to fuck him.
Vince leaps toward the bed at this last sentence and smacks Leon's hand out of the way as he pushes his own cock straight into Leon's arse without care or thought. It has been too long since he's had Leon, he thrusts hard and fast, his hips snapping into Leon's arse with each movement, bruising him as he'd never been bruised before. Vince wants to brand Leon as his, to say he belongs to no one else at all. His fingers grip Leon's hips holding him still and then he moves one up along Leon's back until he has it on the nape of Leon's neck. He pushes on it, putting Leon's face down on the bed, pushing his arse higher for Vince's cock. "Come for me man, come for me." Vince's words are breathless as he ruts in and out of Leon but they melt Leon's insides regardless.
"Gonna man, gonna come so hard for you, ain't ever gonna want to come anywhere else man." Leon feels his heart tripping as it never has before. He is full of Vince, surrounded by him in every way. Escape is impossible and not something he wants anyway. And Leon explodes over his bedding, feeling Vince come inside him as his muscles flutter around Vince's cock uncontrollably. He feels the heat of Vince inside him and knows that he has been branded, much like the first time V had fucked him, only now he knew if they didn't work this time, there wouldn't be any others, no more substitutes would be acceptable to him.
Leon feels Vince slowly withdraw from him and he finds himself moaning a protest. Then he feels lips caress a buttock cheek followed by Vince murmuring he'd be back. And he is a little later Leon allows Vince to roll him over so he can wipe down the bedding and himself. Then he watches as Vince cleans himself too. He leans over Leon and spread his legs before wiping him down there too. The warmth of the washer is welcome on his hole. Again Vince drops a kiss on him, this time on his hipbone before he moves back to the bathroom. Leon closes his eyes as he hears Vince using the toilet. He must have drifted off to sleep because the next thing he knows is Vince stroking his hair and telling him to sit up.
Sitting up Leon opens his eyes to find a bowl of ice-cream in front of his face. He takes it on a groan and spoons up a bite. Vince is standing by the side of the bed smirking at him. Then he settles down beside Leon on a sigh. "Nice mattress man." He pillows his head on his hands and closes his eyes as Leon continues to eat his ice-cream.
"You want to share it?" Leon asks as he continues to methodically eat his ice-cream, ignoring the way his heart has suddenly decided to start beating a mile a minute.
"Nope." Vince answers as he turns away rooting around for something on the floor. Leon looks over at him.
"But we're a couple now right, an exclusive couple?" He stops eating his ice cream to look at Vince. "V?" He is unsure now.
"Not yet." Vince answers as he pulls himself back up on the bed properly. He tosses a velvet bag at Leon and it lands in his lap. "Not until we're wearing those." Leon looks at the bag, he finishes his ice cream and puts the bowl and spoon aside as he picks up and opens the bag. Two titanium rings fall out into his hand.
Clenching his fist around them Leon closes his eyes as he feels his heart become whole again.