A/N: Thank you for all the reviews/alerts/favourites. And thanks to the lovely ladies at www(dot)pervpackssmutshack(dot)com for pimping this story.
Here's a shorter chapter this time. It's kind of porn-heavy and plot-light, but I'm hoping that won't be a problem.
Thanks to beckybrit for pre-reading and donnersun for britpurging and betaing.

"Well, that went pretty well," I say as I lean back and stretch my legs out on the train. "My mom thinks you're charming, Claire thinks you're cute and my dad thinks you seem like a 'very pleasant, intelligent young man.' And you've already won Garrett over so you've passed the McCarty family test."

Riley turns towards me with a self-satisfied grin on his face. "Well it's all true," he shrugs.

"And so modest with it," I quip.

"Just being realistic," he shrugs, chuckling.

"Yeah well... you're not so bad I suppose." I side-eye him.

He surprises me by leaning over and kissing me, just a quick brush of his lips on my cheekbone but it's more than he'd usually do in public, in broad daylight. I feel my face flush a little but it's more with happiness than embarrassment. I don't really care whether anyone else in the compartment saw. I take his hand and hold it, lacing our fingers together. He looks at me and smiles, but doesn't comment. We sit like that in silence for a while, as the train takes us ever closer to home.

I find myself wondering when I started thinking of our apartment as home. And I realize that it's only since Riley and I got together. Before, when we were just roommates, our apartment felt like somewhere that I stayed during term time, but going back to my parents for the holidays felt like going home. But today I notice that it's switched around. I felt like a guest in my parent's house, not that I was unwelcome - it's hard to put my finger on why, really, I just did. But now, traveling back with Riley I can't wait to get back to our place - to get back home together.

We take a cab from the station back to our apartment and Riley watches me with that look on his face that makes me feel hot. I know that he's thinking dirty, dirty thoughts and it makes me get hard in anticipation. I'm so fucking glad that no one else shares our apartment. I'm looking forward to having Riley all to myself again, with no need to sneak around or be quiet.

He unbuckles his seat belt and slides across, I catch the cab driver's eye in the rear-view mirror and see that he's clocked the movement. But then Riley's hand grazes my cock through my jeans and I'm past caring.

I turn my head and our eyes lock. I really want to kiss him but I know that once I start, I won't be able to stop. The driver can't see Riley's hand in my lap, but if we start making out there's no way that he won't notice that.

Riley's eyes are huge and even darker than usual with his pupils blown wide. He scratches the denim that's covering the head of my dick with a fingernail. The vibrations as he drags it over the fabric make me draw in a hissed breath.

"I want you so fucking much," Riley mutters quietly. He licks his lips. "When we get inside I want you to fuck me... hard. And I want to hear all the sounds you make while you do it. No holding back."

There's a chance that I whimper, but I prefer to think that I might have sounded more manly.

"Fuck," I say, weakly. "Okay then."

He grins triumphantly and his fingers continue to move lightly over my cock again, teasing and stroking.

The last ten minutes of the drive pass by in delicious torture. As the cabs pulls to a stop, Riley finally moves his hand from my crotch to pull out some cash to pay the driver. I stumble out of the cab in a lust-induced haze and head for the door to our apartment block.

"Uh, Em?" Riley calls after me. "Haven't you forgotten something?"

"Oh, shit." I shake my head as I realize my overnight bag is still in the trunk. "Yeah."

"A little distracted are you?" he murmurs seductively.

I try to glare at him but it never works when I'm horny and he just smirks back. "Come on then."

I swear he wiggles his ass on purpose as he climbs the stairs ahead of me. He's shameless but I'm total sucker for it. I grip my bag more tightly on my shoulder and slap his butt with my free hand. "Get a fucking move on."

He gasps in surprise and amusement and picks up his pace. I hurry after him.

By the time we reach the door of our apartment we're both a little out of breath. He gets his key in the lock and I step up close behind him, grinding my cock against his ass and sucking on the warm skin of his neck while he fumbles with the door.

"Not helping," he laughs, shoving his ass back and rubbing it against me.

He finally gets the door open and I push him inside, slamming the door shut behind us. We stumble along the hallway and through the first door, which happens to be the living room. We drop our bags so that we can touch each other properly.

Our arms wrap around each other, groping, grabbing, pulling at each other's clothing as our lips crash together in a messy, demanding kiss. I hum as my hands skate up under his t-shirt, delighting in the smooth heat of his skin under my palms. His hands slide in the other direction, down my back, into my pants and underwear and clutching at the cheeks of my ass.

The clothes need to go.

We push jackets off shoulders, sliding t-shirts up and off between kisses. I'm distracted by the sight of his nipples and lick and suck at them while he unfastens both of our pants. We do the usual undignified shoe-pants-socks-kicking-off-tangle, hopping around and cursing. I'm just working my last foot free when Riley takes me by surprise, literally tackling me onto the couch. He pulls my shoe off and finally frees my leg from my pants.

"Impatient, much?" I chuckle.

"Fuck, yes." He pounces on me and shuts me up with his mouth.

He's lying between my thighs and our cocks rub together as he wriggles on me and I grab at his ass, encouraging him into a rhythm that feels fucking good. I mumble in protest as he pulls against me. But as he kisses and licks down my chest and abs, I work out where he's headed and stop complaining.

There's nothing not to like about this.

He pushes my legs further apart to make space for him to kneel between them. I hitch one leg up onto the back of the couch and the other one slides off the side so my foot rests on the floor. I feel spread open, vulnerable in this position. But Riley distracts me by licking a wet stripe up from my balls to the head of my cock. Then he takes me in his mouth, sucking and swirling and generally doing fucking incredible things with his tongue.

He pulls off and licks his way back down again, sucking each of my balls into his mouth in turn, tickling as his tongue flickers lightly over them. He moves lower still and I tense up.

Okay, this is new.

He knows I'm still a bit uncomfortable with ass play and he's not gone there with his mouth yet. He presses my thighs apart with his hands, pushing my legs back to tilt my pelvis up slightly. He kisses the skin of my thighs, switching from side to side, gradually getting closer to where I desperately want to feel his mouth - even though just the thought of it makes me squirm.

He pauses. "Is this okay?"

His breath whispers over my sensitive skin and I gasp.

"Yeah... fuck!"

The first hot touch of his tongue to my hole makes my whole body jerk and twitch. He holds my legs steady and licks with determined strokes as I moan, lost in in sensation. It feels so dirty and delicious. And the noises - holy fuck! The sound of his tongue on my ass turns me on so fucking much I feel like I'm gonna explode. My cock's lying neglected, smearing pre-cum on my belly and I long to grip it and stroke but I don't want to come yet. My boy said he wanted to me to fuck him hard and I want to make that happen.

But he's not finished with my ass yet. He moves his mouth away and sticks two fingers in his mouth, sucking until they're wet with spit. Then I feel his fingers probing my ass, carefully, until one presses inside. He works it in and out slowly, twisting gently before adding the second one. It stretches and burns a little but I can handle it. Riley's face is a mask of concentration, watching the movement of his fingers as they slip in and out of me. He licks his lips unconsciously.

"Like what you see?" I mutter, a little breathless.

"Hell, yeah!" His eyes flick up to mine briefly and he grins. "It looks fucking awesome, so hot... seeing my fingers in your ass." He watches again, pushing deeper and making me gasp as he hits that sweet spot. "Sometime soon, I'd really like for it to be my cock," he murmurs. "If you'd be down for that?"

I gulp nervously. "Yeah, I guess so."

"But not now," he says. And although his fingers feel pretty fucking good I'd be lying if I said I wasn't relieved at the reprieve. "Now I want you to fuck me - hard, like you promised."

He pulls his fingers out with a squelching noise and I wince a little at the odd feeling of them leaving my body.

"Well I think that can be arranged," I say.

Riley moves across the room and bends to rummage in his bag, his perfect ass on display along with a tantalizing glimpse of his testicles. I sit up as he moves back towards me and tosses the lube and a condom down on the couch.

"Where do you want me?" He hands the control back to me with those words.

I stand, crushing our bodies together and kiss him hard, tasting my ass on his mouth as my tongue pushes between his lips. He reaches between us and fists our cocks together. Fuck. I need to be inside him.

"Kneel on the couch, upright... hold on to the back. Tightly." My voice is rough and urgent.

He scrambles to obey me. I'm clearly not the only one who's impatient for this. I fist my cock as I look at him waiting there for me. I admire the long lines of his pale back, the muscles in his shoulders and arms tight where he's gripping the couch. His head hangs forward and I watch his rib-cage lift as he breathes quickly. And his ass - his ass is perfectly displayed, pushed out at just the right angle to make my mouth water. His buttocks are high and tight, smooth and perfect and his balls hang below, visible between his parted legs.

"Come on," he hisses, turning back to look over his shoulder at me, breaking me out of my trance.

I rip the condom wrapper and slide it on as fast as I can, cursing as it gets caught and I realize I have it inside out. Motherfuck. I sort it out while he rolls his eyes at me, so I slap his ass for being bratty.

"Fuck!" he gasps.

"Sorry, babe. Did that hurt?" It's not the first time I've slapped him, but this was harder than usual. I feel bad when I see the dark pink stripes of my fingers blooming on his skin.

"No... well, yes, a little," he clarifies. "But I liked it."

"Interesting," I grin as I lube my fingers and cock up ready for him. "I know you're kinky but I didn't know you were into that."

"Me neither." He arches his back, pushing his ass out even more. "But fascinating though this discussion is, can you please just get the fuck on with it?"

He's so bossy, but it just turns me on even more. Two fingers twisting and curling in his ass shuts him up pretty quick. His head falls forward again as he lets out a high pitched moan of pleasure and I feel his muscles clenching around me with each press of my fingers.

"I want your cock," he gasps. "Please!"

I ignore him, fucking him relentlessly with my fingers until he's babbling and begging, cursing me for being a fucking tease and a sadistic bastard. Riley has a dirty mouth when he's horny.

I finally relent, mainly because I can't fucking wait to get inside of him. I pull my fingers out and line my cock up, watching as he stretches around me as I push inside in one determined thrust. He pushes back to meet me, crying out and his body goes tense.

I pause, balls deep, and lean over so my chest grazes his back as I bite his shoulder gently, then soothe the red mark with licks and kisses. I'm desperate to start moving but I know that he'll tell me when he's ready. Riley always tells me exactly what he wants.

"Okay." He reaches back with one hand and tugs my hair, twisting his face round so I can just manage to kiss him. "Fuck me," he gasps against my lips.

And I do.

I straighten up and he braces himself as I gradually build up the pace of my thrusts, pumping harder and faster with each stroke. The room is filled with the sound of slapping skin, ragged breathing and grunts and moans.

Riley tries to get a hand to his cock but the force of my thrusts make him lose his balance so he puts both hands back on the sofa, moaning with frustration.

"I need to come... touch me, Em. Please."

I reach a hand around and cup his balls, squeezing them gently as he whines and pushes back to meet me. I finally wrap my fingers around his cock and grip him, trying to slide my hand in time with my cock pumping in and out of him. He's wet and sticky in my hand and I fuck him harder, knowing that he's close.

Riley's cursing incoherently now, swear words along with my name and lots of 'oh fuck... yes...' and then I feel him arch and shudder and his cock jerks in my hand as he comes with a strangled cry.

"Oh God, don't stop," he gasps. So I keep fucking him hard through his climax, his ass pulsing around me, until he pushes my hand away from his dick. I grip his hips with both hands now and keep slamming into him, my balls tightening and the tension building until my cock explodes, emptying into the condom as my hips jerk and stutter and my legs threaten to give out beneath me.

When I'm done I collapse onto his back, leaning my weight on him until he shifts in protest. "You need to get off me or I'm gonna face plant in my jizz any minute."

I pull out of him, and stand on wobbly legs as I deal with the condom. I feel like Bambi, my legs are fucking trembling. I collapse on the side of the couch that's spunk-free while Riley goes in search of tissues and a wet cloth.

When the couch is restored to normal I lie back, stretching out, and pull Riley down beside me. The leather sticks to my sweaty skin but I can't be bothered to move right now. Riley pulls the blanket off the back of the couch to cover us as we start to cool down.

"Fuck," I say. Still dazed by awesome sex. "That was pretty fucking amazing."

"Mm," Riley agrees, snuggling close and nibbling my shoulder.

"It's cool being back here." Back home, I think, but I don't use those words. "Noisy sex is fun."

"Yeah," he agrees. "But sneaking around is hot too."

"That's true," I shiver, remembering the quiet urgency of last night in my parents' house.

"So, we're agreed then. All sex is awesome." He sounds pleased with this decision.

We're quiet for a while. I relax, enjoying the intimacy of the moment, the warm smell of his hair and the press of our bare bodies as they tangle together.

Riley eventually breaks the silence.

"You know... we can never live anywhere that doesn't have a wipe-clean couch."

Well that's random.

But then I suddenly realize the implications of those few casual words, and I wonder whether it was intentional on his part.

"Do you think about stuff like that?" I ask him, looking at the ceiling, my heart pounding.

"Like what?" He sounds genuinely confused by my question.

"About us living together in the future." I've said it - I can't take it back now.

He pauses, thinking for a moment before replying. "Consciously, no. I haven't really thought about the future. But then... given what I just said, I guess I must be thinking about it on some levels." He twists in my arms, rolling onto his front and propping himself up so he can see my face. He looks wary, uncertain. "Did I freak you out?"

"No," I answer honestly. "I've not really thought about it either... but I like the idea of us having a future."

His lips curl into a tentative smile, and I feel mine match it. I don't know what else to say, so I slip my hand round the back of his neck and pull him down so I can kiss him. I show him with my lips and tongue the things that I can't put into words yet, and I hope that he gets it.

A/N: Meeting Riley's family will be next I think, and then we're nearly done.

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