"Almost there…" Nines smiled as he opened the door to Gavin's room before reaching back to retrieve him from his place leaning against the wall. Gavin wobbled a little as he planted his cane on the carpet and stepped forward, blindly following Nines' gentle pull. His dirty green eyes were hazy and unfocused, warm with both drink and fatigue. Despite that, as soon as Nines kicked the door shut, he latched onto his shoulders and pulled him down for a kiss. Nines hummed in alarm as the cane clattered to the floor and wrapped his good arm around Gavin's waist. "I swear, you're a menace!"
"And you love me for it. You'd be bored without me!" Nines couldn't argue with that. He chuckled softly as he accepted the urgent little kisses, slowly edging Gavin back to the edge of the bed. He let out a surprised yelp as his knees hit the edge and he fell down. Nines smirked as he straightened up and returned to the fallen cane. "You did that on purpose…" Nines could hear the pout in his tone as he leaned down and picked up the cane, moving to rest it neatly by the wall.
"Gavin Reed, you are drunk! Now take your leg off so we can go to bed." Gavin did a good job of looking utterly indignant at the accusation. Nines raised an eyebrow, daring him to argue. Gavin grumbled under his breath as he tugged his trouser leg up and started fumbling with the tightly tied laces on his thigh.
"Drunk! I'm not drunk, and so what if I am a little drunk? You were drinking, too! You're drunk! You're more drunk! Drunker…drunken-drunk…" Nines chuckled as he knelt in front of him and swatted his fumbling hands away from the tangled ties. He was making the knots tighter, if anything. Gavin leaned back on his hands and watched as Nines fiddled with the laces, deft fingers picking and pulling. He winced a little as he brought his injured hand forward to help, doing his best to only move those fingers as and when needed.
"I have a higher tolerance." They'd drunk around the same amount, which hadn't really been much at all. Nines wasn't sure whether it was due to their difference in size, the fact Gavin hadn't been drinking at all in the past week, or that he was just naturally more susceptible. Whatever the case, Gavin was a lot woozier than he was. He huffed as Gavin mocked him, repeating what he said in a childish voice. "Come on, Mr Anderson, take your pants off." Gavin blinked at that, and Nines swore his skin flushed a shade darker.
"Who said I'd be taking your name?" he grumbled as he reached for his belt. Nines paused in unbuttoning his own shirt. He was only joking, but Gavin was right. It wasn't something they'd discussed either way. It wasn't something he'd even contemplated. "What's wrong with you being Mr Reed?"
"Nothing at all…Is that something you've thought about?" Nines' lips softened at the pink in Gavin's cheeks. It seemed it was something he'd thought about. "Well then, Mr Reed, take your pants off." It seemed he'd been placated as he finally managed to unhook his belt and pop the button. Nines chuckled softly as he dropped to his knees, ready to help him slide the material down his legs. He bit his lip as Gavin lowered the zipper to reveal the obvious bulge in his pants. "For me? You shouldn't have…" Gavin clammed up a little at the smirk he was getting, obediently raising his hips so that Nines could pull both his trousers and pants down.
As soon as the tight material slid down, his cock sprang free. Gavin distracted himself as Nines rid him of the material, fumbling with the buttons of his shirt. He shivered as he felt Nines' hands settle on his thighs, pushing them wide so that he could kneel between them before sliding up to caress his hips. He leaned back on his hands, leaving his shirt open as he looked down with dazed eyes. Nines reached his uninjured hand down to pet and caress his bobbing shaft. It twitched and swayed, almost seeming to follow his elusive touch.
"H-hey…" Gavin murmured, his tone asking for attention. Nines slowly closed his hand around the swollen flesh, enjoying the glide of soft skin on solid muscle. He hummed curiously to show he was listening. "W-well, I was thinking, you know, now that I'm better and all… I mean, I'm good besides my leg, right? But you hurt yourself, so I was thinking it was maybe my turn to take care of you, you know?" Nines' hand stilled curiously, though he allowed his thumb to rub circles on the weeping tip. Gavin trembled and twitched at the attention, especially as he teased the slit.
"Is that a more romantic way of you saying you want to fuck me?" Gavin balked at the callout. It was, but he was serious about taking care of him, too. He knew how difficult it was to get by with a limb out of action. "How thoughtful…" Nines smirked as he ducked his head to lick and tease the leaking tip, enjoying Gavin's shiver as he closed his mouth around it. Gavin remained leaning on his hands. He didn't want to lean forward and upset Nines' balance, and he didn't want to give in to temptation and grab his hair. He fisted his hands in the sheets instead, gripping tight as pleasure swelled in his stomach.
"Phck, Nines…" He took in a breath and tilted his head back to the ceiling. Phck, I've missed this…missed you…A low moan rumbled in his throat as Nines slipped forward, taking down more. He didn't even use his hand, resting it on Gavin's thigh to give himself the leverage to rock back and forth. Gavin had almost forgotten how good Nines' mouth felt. It was so warm. The pressure as he sucked sent sparks of pleasure shooting through his pelvis. His tongue teased and stroked his shaft as he worked, tearing desperate little mewls from his lips. "N-Nines!" Gavin's eyes widened as Nines dropped until his lips met the base, doing his best not to buck as Nines sucked.
Gavin moved to look down at him, knowing he must be a flushed mess as he sat there panting with his mouth wide open. A whimper escaped as he met the alluring, silvery eyes staring up at him. He felt like he was ready to spill already. He couldn't deny it was a little disappointing that he hadn't had his way. Nines was always taking care of him, even though right now he was the one who had it worse. The arm he had splinted against his chest must have hurt, but he was taking care of him anyway. Nines sucked harder and slowly pulled off, leaving Gavin confused as he pushed to his feet.
"You want to help me, right?" Nines said as he tugged the top button of his shirt. Gavin felt his chest swell as he all but jumped to his feet. From the soft look on Nines' face, he knew he must be grinning like an idiot. He shrugged out of his own shirt, letting it fall to the floor carelessly as he reached up to work on the buttons of Nines' shirt. Nines hummed softly as he eyed the newly revealed plane of flesh. Gavin ignored the gentle, wandering fingers on his pecs and abs as he slowly unbuttoned the material.
"Here, let me take this…" He was gentle as he slipped his arms over Nines' shoulders and untied the sling at his neck. Nines was touched by his tenderness as Gavin reached down and took his injured arm, holding it up as he removed the sling like he thought the limb would fall off without support. He let the sling fall to the floor as he bent his head to kiss Nines' cold fingers, enjoying the sight of the silver band on his ring finger. Nines smiled as he watched, fully understanding why Gavin had played with his so much. Since Gavin had slipped it on, he'd barely left it alone. He teased and twisted it whenever his hands were idle. It was somewhat comforting, a constant reminder of Gavin and the position he held in his life.
He hummed softly as Gavin moved from his fingers to his diaphragm, pressing gentle kisses against the giving flesh. As he kissed his way up to his pecs, he gently edged the cotton from his shoulders. Nines gasped as Gavin's tongue flicked out to circle and tease a nipple before his lips and teeth closed around it. He continued to nip and suckle as he edged the shirt lower, only drawing back as he reached the elbows. Gentle hands tugged the shirt over his good hand first before easing it over the splint. He returned to his pecs as he dropped the shirt, nuzzling closer as he felt Nines' injured arm moved to rest on his shoulder, giving him more space.
Nines panted and lowered his head to rest it atop Gavins as he nipped and suckled, using one of his free hands to pinch and tease as the other stroked lower. He wasn't sure if Gavin had sobered up a little or whether he was just more focused, but the wandering hand near his waistline was quick to find and loosen his belt. Nines purred Gavin's name as he laced a hand in his hair and pulled him closer, quietly pleading for more of those little nips and sucks. He moaned as Gavin got the message and bit.
He barely noticed as Gavin moved both hands down to his trousers to work on the zip and button, only vaguely aware of the material loosening and sliding down his legs. Realisation truly struck when a warm hand closed around his cock. He moaned and cursed softly, nuzzling as Gavin drew back with a gruff chuckle. His dirty green eyes were almost twinkling as he looked up at him, lips quirked in that wolfish grin he'd missed so much. He gripped and pumped his cock, resting a hand on his hip to stay balanced.
"You like that? Is it good?" Nines hummed and moaned in response, leaning down to steal a quick kiss. Gavin moaned and tightened his hand before releasing him altogether. "Get on the bed, Mr Reed." Nines smirked at the playful jibe and slipped his feet out of his shoes and the pooled material at his ankles. Gavin hopped a step back and rested a hand on the bed, waiting for Nines to do as he was told and get into position. "Lie down. I want you comfortable," he added as Nines hesitated on his knees and looked over.
"Anything else?" Nines asked as he settled on his back, suddenly feeling vulnerable. This wasn't a position he was used to. He'd only let Gavin do this twice before and had the urge to be actively involved somehow. Gavin huffed as if he understood as he crawled onto the bed and pulled his socks off. He stroked Nines' shins, smiling as he looked upon him with an almost reassuring air.
"Not a phcking thing. Just lie there and look hot for me." Nines nodded uncertainly, feeling stiff and awkward as he settled back against the pillows and watched Gavin. Gavin eased his legs open so that he could crawl between them, quickly working his way up to cover his body and kiss his lips. "Alright, maybe just one thing…phcking relax! I'm not going to hurt you." Nines never thought he would. Despite that, relaxing was a lot harder than it sounded. Gavin sighed softly as he leaned down and kissed him.
Nines tried his best to relax into it. This wasn't the first time Gavin had done this. Even before those two times with him, Nines could tell he had some experience in topping. He also knew he wouldn't hurt him. Gavin was always careful and attentive. Case in point, Nines felt one of Gavin's hands run down his left shoulder to the splint. He didn't grip or move it just yet, he just rested his hand over the injury.
"Hey, can I move your arm up? Will it hurt?" Nines couldn't really say until they tried, so he went with Gavin's gentle, leading hand. Gavin encouraged his arm higher until it was resting safely out of the way on the pillow above his head. The motion didn't jostle his wrist, though the new pressure was a little uncomfortable at first. It would be fine for a short while. Nines nodded as Gavin gave him a searching look, checking in. He hummed happily as Gavin returned to his lips with fresh enthusiasm. With his arm now safely out of the way, Gavin could press their bodies together and grind their bared cocks.
Nines opened his mouth as Gavin licked his lips, enjoying the slow tease of tongues. He tilted his head a little to allow Gavin better access and ran his own free hand down his back, enjoying the smooth slope of flesh, gliding down over his shoulder blades before stroking up the rounded mound of his ass. Unable to resist temptation, he rested a hand on the plush flesh and squeezed, feeling a huff of breath against his lips as Gavin drew back with a smirk. He pressed back into Nines' greedy hand, enjoying the firm squeeze.
"You like that, huh? Tell you what, you can grab it all you like later on while I'm fucking you into the mattress." Nines felt his skin heat as Gavin drew back and shuffled lower. "No-no, stay there." Nines had been about to sit up to see where he was going, but Gavin's words had him lying back down, still keeping his injured arm above his head. He lowered his eyes to watch as Gavin kissed and teased his way down to his pelvis. Nines followed his gentle urging to widen his thighs, propping his feet in the sheets and bending his knees outwards.
Gavin settled down, stroking his thighs and hips as he kissed a path over his abs and naval, slowly working his way to his twitching shaft. He watched Nines with twinkling eyes as he licked up and down the silken flesh, humming softly at the hint of salt. Nines fisted his good hand in the sheets, doing his best to keep his injured hand relaxed, though he very much wanted to bunch it in the pillows. A small whine escaped him as Gavin continued to lick and prod, sweeping over the tip to steal the pooling drops there. He hummed questioningly at Nines' whine.
"G-Gavin, please…" Nines could almost feel him preening as he opened his lips and suckled the tip. He hummed and tried not to squirm too much, though that got harder as Gavin reached down to fondle his balls, teasing and squeezing the loose flesh. "P-please!" A gasp escaped as Gavin took down more, sucking and bobbing slowly as he teased and squeezed. He couldn't help the little moans that came out. One of Gavin's hands moved to rest over his pelvis, trying to stop the reflexive buck of his hips. "Fuck, Gavin!" He could feel the prickling stubble brushing his crotch as he slid down, lost in a pleasurable haze as Gavin bobbed and sucked a few times before he pulled off and edged his hips higher.
Nines felt less certain as Gavin eased his legs up and over his shoulders, lifting his hips higher to give himself access. He panted and shivered as he felt stubbled kisses running up and down his inner thigh, scratching the tender skin there. Gavin slowly pried his cheeks apart as he lowered his head, licking soothing strips up and down his perineum to begin with. Nines arched, feeling hot and dazed as he felt Gavin's tongue move further back to prod and swirl his tight ring. He whined a little as his thighs trembled, feeling one of Gavin's arms loop around his thigh to rub and pat his assurance.
Gavin was slow and attentive as he worked. The hand on his thigh soon soothed and settled him, stilling the quivers and easing him back on the sheets again. The hand then moved to tease and caress his neglected cock, gripping loosely and pumping slowly, letting his tongue deliver most of the buzzing pleasure. Teasing fingers pressed and circled, waiting for the muscles to soften and loosen before pressing in further. Nines moaned, subconsciously widening his thighs in a silent request for more. Gavin delivered, pushing his tongue through the ring of muscle before pulling back. Nines moaned as he continued thrusting and teasing to soothe and loosen the ring of flesh.
"Hey-hey-hey! Relax…" Gavin murmured as he pushed two fingers inside and felt Nines stiffen. He stilled his hand, kissing his thigh and pumping his shaft. Nines moaned, resting the back of his hand across his mouth as he felt the fingers in his passage crook and stroke. "That's it, you're doing good, Nines…" That would have seemed patronising at any other time, but Nines couldn't help feeling comforted at the reassurance. He must have relaxed at some point, because he finally felt the fingers pull back before sliding deeper.
"G-Gav! Gavin!" Nines bit the back of his hand, closing his eyes and moaning as he felt his cock throb in Gavin's teasing hand. He heard Gavin chuckle, and then the hands were gone. He opened his eyes as he felt a hand on his wrist, moving it aside.
"You're going to hurt yourself." Nines let out a small whine of agreement, enjoying the tender kiss Gavin pressed against his lips. He drew back and leaned across to the side table, rummaging in the drawer until he found a small cannister of jelly. "I figured I should buy my own, you know, just in case…" Nines huffed softly as he poured a little into his palm, making a show of sitting back on his knees and jutting his hips forward as he coated his shaft. Nines bit his lip as he watched, and obediently widened his thighs as Gavin bowed down to position himself. "Feel free to grab my ass." Gavin smirked as he edged forward, enjoying the way Nines' eyes widened and almost seemed to roll back as he took in a breath.
"G-Gav…" Gavin hushed him, pushing in slowly, ready to stop at the first sign of trouble. He let out a satisfied sigh as his pelvis finally bumped Nines' rump. He held steady, humming happily as he circled his hips. Nines moaned and squirmed a little at the odd sensation. He could almost feel Gavin's cock grinding his walls, sending little trills of pleasure through his passage and straight to his twitching cock. Gavin patted his thigh in encouragement, leading him to hook his legs higher and hold on.
"Phck, you're so tight!" Nines felt his skin heat at the exclamation. He wasn't sure if that was good or bad. Gavin leaned down and supported his weight on one arm, resting it alongside Nines' splint. He didn't link their fingers, but he did caress them gently. Nines held on with his legs and leaned up to bury his face in Gavin's shoulder, reaching his free hand around to scratch and tease Gavin's shoulder blades.
"O-Oh! G-Ga!" Nines cut off with a helpless mewl as Gavin snapped his hips, making him hum and whine in his ear. He scratched and gripped with his free hand before creeping lower and grabbing a handful of soft flesh. Gavin was smirking as Nines finally let his head fall back on the pillow. "G-Gavin! Gavin!" Each cry of his name seemed to add another little spark to his bright green eyes. Nines moaned as lips and teeth attacked his throat, sucking and biting mercilessly. He gripped Gavin's ass tighter as his hips continued snapping.
"Phck, it is good? Am I hitting right?" Gavin asked breathlessly as he drew back. Nines nodded meekly. He wasn't in prostate territory, but each snap still sent little jolts of pleasure coursing through his veins. Gavin seemed to understand something from Nines' gaze as he heaved himself upright. Nines moaned in alarm as Gavin moved his thighs, grabbing beneath his knees and holding them wide. The new angle, as Gavin sat back on his heel and rocked up, was sinful. "Better?" Gavin smirked as he rocked again, tearing a helpless whine from Nines' lips. Nines quietly mourned the loss of Gavin's ass, moving his good hand to grip the sheets instead.
"Yes! Fuck-yes! Gav-Gavin-fuck!" Gavin smirked and rocked harder at the encouragement, bounding Nines' ass on his pelvis. Nines writhed on the sheets, helpless in Gavin's firm grasp as he was fucked. He wasn't sure how, but he felt his spine bend further as Gavin rocked his way closer. Close enough that he could once again grab a greedy handful of ass. "Yes! Fuck-me! Gavin! Yes!" A feral moan escaped as he bounced Nines against his pelvis. He could feel the ring twitching and tightening around him. Nines' knees were bent over his hands, toes curling as he arched his spine, accepting each thrust with a broken mewl.
"Phck! Are you going to come for me?" Nines whined his agreement as Gavin fucked him. He could feel it building in his pelvis, coiled and ready to spring. Looking down, he could already see little beads of white dripping and falling with each slap of flesh. "Come for me! Paint that pretty chest of yours, phck!" That was enough for Nines. He moaned as he came, obediently spilling up his own abs all the way to his pecs. He would have fallen limp if not for Gavin's strong hands. Gavin cursed as he felt his own orgasm building. "Phck, don't move!" He pulled out and stayed on his knees, jerking himself as he stared down at Nines' spent and stained body.
Nines was too tired to move or object as he watched Gavin desperately pumping himself. He knew what would happen the moment he told him not to move. He felt dirty as Gavin spilled, deliberately painting his skin with a second load. Nines had no idea how he had so much saved up, but it felt never ending as Gavin jerked himself, grunting about how hot and debauched he looked. Nines certainly didn't feel hot. He felt sticky and disgusting, but he couldn't complain about the look of blissful adoration on Gavin's face as he painted his skin.
"Phck, I wish I had a camera…" Nines felt his skin heat at the words. He couldn't think of anything more humiliating. Gavin was careful as he leaned over him to kiss his lips, keeping himself above the sticky mess. "Hold up, I'll get a towel." Nines let out a tired hum of thanks as he watched with lazy eyes as Gavin hopped along the bed to the wall and made his way to the bathroom. He was surprised as he blinked his eyes open to feel the gentle rubbing of a warm, wet towel on his pelvis. Gavin smiled at him almost lovingly from his place on the edge of the bed. "You conked out for a second there." He could tell. He felt bone tired. His chest was already clean. Gavin was just carefully cleaning his limp cock. He widened his thighs a little as Gavin wiped lower.
"Thank you…" Nines murmured tiredly, wincing as he tried to move his injured arm. His shoulder was stiff and painful.
"Here-here, that's it…" Seeing him struggle, Gavin quickly reached up and helped. He held his elbow and supported his splint, lifting and circling the limb safely to his chest. Nines whined quietly as Gavin moved a hand to massage his aching shoulder, slowly chasing away the discomfort. "It's alright if you want to sleep more." That was all the permission Nines needed to let his head fall to the side. He heard Gavin chuckle softly before gentle lips pressed against his temple. "Good night, Mr Reed."