The days went by, one after another, until they’d turned into a week. Then two weeks. Both boys went in to get their stitches removed. Brian was still in a cast, but the pain had gone down considerably. AJ had regained some of his movement, though if he was on his feet for too long the muscles started to protest. He had abandoned his crutches, though, and refused the use of a cane. Now that Brian’s arm was healed, he was allowed to be without the sling, but he still had weeks left to wear his cast.
Security had been beefed up quite a bit at first, but as the two weeks went by and nothing had happened, everyone was starting to believe that Dave was all talk. Everyone but Brian and AJ. They didn’t protest when the security returned to normal. Neither did they protest when the others suggested that Dave had gone to hiding and wouldn’t bother them.
But together they kept a close eye on things. They shared a room anymore, whether a separate room had been booked or not, though nothing sexual had happened between them except for a few kisses. Each night they slept in each other’s arms, but it never went beyond the cuddling. With the aches that the two were recovering from, it wasn’t practical to try anything. Also, Brian could tell that AJ had a hard time trying each time he caught sight of Brian’s stitches. He was always afraid of hitting them.
Now that their stitches were both gone, Brian had plans in mind. He was ready to take parts of their relationship further. The connection he felt with AJ was stronger than anything he’d ever known before, and it just felt so right. There were no questions in his mind anymore, no worries. Any hesitation he’d felt because of the lies with ‘James’ were gone. In a million ways AJ had shown him what was in his heart. What Brian saw there, he loved. There was no separation between the two personalities anymore. He could clearly see how they were one and the same person. That other, softer part was one that AJ didn’t let just anyone see. It made Brian feel special and trusted.
Everyone had already separated to their own rooms for the night, and AJ was busy brushing his teeth. Brian lay in bed waiting for him. They had a movie all set up on the bedroom TV, an older movie called Arthur that they had discovered they both loved.
The bathroom door opened and AJ came walking out in the sweats he’d bought to replace his own lost clothes. He was grinning as he limped toward the bed. The cut on his leg hadn’t hit muscle, but the trauma had weakened the muscles there, and left him with the occasional nerve pain. Not that he would admit to it, Brian thought to himself with a chuckle. AJ was the stereotypical ‘I’m fine’ kind of guy. “What’s your grin for, Age?”
“What fool wouldn’t grin when they see a sexy man waiting for him in bed?”
“A straight guy?”
“More fool them.” AJ winked as he climbed crawled on to the bed next to Brian. He paused to kiss him, saying “I’d much rather have you.” before he laid in the curve of Brian’s arm. It was his favorite place to lay, and Brian loved being able to hold him. AJ stole the remote, pressing play and tossing it toward the foot of the bed.
Brian paid no attention to the movie as it started up. His finger was tracing up and down AJ’s arm, enjoying the smoothness of his skin. In the pretense of shifting positions he snagged his arm closer, more around AJ’s waist, so that his hand rested on his stomach. Without breaking from the movie, AJ shifted himself so his back was partially against Brian’s chest, and his head pillowed on his shoulder. Brian leaned his head over, resting his cheek on AJ’s head.
A smile curved Brian’s lips as he traced patterns on AJ’s stomach. For as much of a reputation in the bedroom that AJ had, he sure was missing a lot of obvious signs. Either that, or was trying to restrain himself. He hadn’t moved at all while Brian’s finger made patterns on his skin, even when his finger traced down to the top of his sweats.
There was an innocence about AJ when they were together like this. It was almost hard to believe he was the hardass that he portrayed himself as, when they got behind closed doors. All his walls came down then, and the softness on the inside shone through.
“Scoot down” Brian nudged at him, shifting a little. “I want to lie down.” It wasn’t uncommon for them to lie together. They both liked to spoon, which had both surprised and pleased Brian. He knew he had a tendency to do so in his sleep, so it had pleased him to find out that AJ did as well.
Without a word, AJ shifted down in the bed, and soon they were lying diagonal across the bed, AJ’s back against Brian’s chest. Brian pillowed one arm underneath him, the casted hand out of the way, and threw his other arm over AJ’s waist, leaving his palm flat against his stomach. It was such an obvious move that he was almost shocked that AJ didn’t recognize it.
He waited a while, letting AJ get back in to the movie, letting him start to drift. If AJ got comfortable watching a movie, it never took him long to fall asleep. He’d always been that way. The whole band had liked to tease AJ that he knew the first half of most movies out there, but not the ending.
Just as AJ’s breathing started to even out, as he was on the edge of sleep, Brian nuzzled his head in, letting his nose brush against AJ’s neck. He placed light kisses across that soft skin, feeling AJ shift and moan very lightly in the half sleep he was still caught in. If Brian wanted to take advantage of him, now was the time. AJ wouldn’t be asleep, but still not awake enough to protest much. Brian planned on having him so lost by the time he woke up that he wouldn’t even think of protesting.
He started to run his fingers across AJ’s stomach again as he kissed and nuzzled his way up to his ear. Very lightly he bit on his earlobe, sucking it into his mouth and letting it drop. Now his kisses changed to little love bites, nibbles that had AJ’s moans continuing. Brian ran his hand up to AJ’s chest, letting his fingers pass over nipples that were already pebbled. He took one between his fingers, rolling it lightly. AJ shifted against him, leaning into Brian’s chest. His head rolled and Brian could see the pleasure on his face and the half asleep look still in his eyes.
As his lips moved to AJ’s jawline he let his hand travel back down, running along the top line of AJ’s sweats. Their lips found one another right as he let his hand slip underneath the sweats and down to what he wanted. He swallowed AJ’s gasp, taking it in. The younger man was in a daze. His body was arching into Brian’s hand and he was kissing him back with passion.
Brian shifted again, keeping his cast out of the way but propping himself up on his elbow. It moved AJ so that he was lying on his back. That allowed Brian’s lips more access to the skin he so loved. While his hand started to move, his mouth moved along AJ’s collarbone, tasting and teasing. He licked back upward until he was right next to AJ’s ear. “I didn’t wake you, did I?” He teased huskily.
On a moan AJ tipped his head back, giving Brian easier access to continue nibbling along his neck. “Oh, this is better than any dream.” AJ gasped. His hips were moving, trying to increase the pleasure. He couldn’t think beyond the lips at his neck, the hand wrapped around his erection. His whole world was rimmed with pleasure.
“I’m glad to hear that.” Brian whispered, trailing his mouth down. He took one of AJ’s nipples into his mouth, enjoying the way the younger man gasped and arched up off the bed. For just a second he let go of AJ, only long enough to take the waistband of his sweats and pull. AJ lifted his hips, allowing Brian to slide them down. Once he had them out of the way, he brought his hand back, wrapping it around AJ’s length and starting the long, slow pulls that had his lover writhing beneath him. “Bri…” AJ pleaded. His hands came up, threading in Brian’s hair as he moved from one nipple to the next.
“Hm?” he murmured, flicking his tongue out to tease the sensitive peak.
“I…please, Brian.”
The begging in AJ’s voice turned him on more than he would have thought. He increased the pressure of his hand, eliciting a gasp from AJ. “Oh God.” AJ moaned, his hands tightening convulsively in Brian’s hair. “Yes, like that.”
A corner of Brian’s mouth quirked as he took his kisses lower, running his tongue in the grooves of AJ’s muscles. He paused at his bellybutton, tracing the 69 tattoo, flicking his tongue in and back out. Already he had AJ exactly where he wanted him; writing on the bed, senseless to anything but the pleasure racing through him. When Brian moved his mouth lower, running his tongue over AJ’s length, the younger man gasped and raised his hips.
Smiling, Brian traced his tongue around AJ’s tip, sliding his hand down toward the base. The fingers in his hair kept twitching. Never before had Brian felt this powerful in the bedroom. With Dave, it had always been that Brian submitted while Dave retained control. Here, Brian knew that he had control for the moment, but they would take turns with it. Their lovemaking would be a sharing, not a dominating. Still, as he sucked just the tip of AJ’s cock into his mouth, making AJ grip tighter to his hair and roll his hips, Brian thought that he rather enjoyed being in control for a while.
Brian looked up through his lashes to watch AJ’s face as he took him in, inch by inch, until his nose was buried in the curls at the his base. He took extreme pleasure from the way that AJ’s whole body seemed to roll and his breath came out in ragged gasps. His eyes never left AJ’s face, even as he started to bob his head, alternating between licking and sucking. His cast-free hand slid down, cupping AJ’s sack, rolling it between his fingers.
As AJ gasps and moans increased, Brian used his free hand, trying to not let his cast touch AJ and ruin the mood, to push at AJ’s legs, signaling him to open them. His lover complied, sliding his heels up and letting his legs fall open after he kicked his pants free. Reality has ceased to exist for AJ. He was in an ocean of pleasure, riding from one crest to the next with no time to think, no time to do anything but feel. When he felt Brian’s finger trail down, tracing around his hole, teasing him, he couldn’t stop the downward thrust of his hips.
Brian’s name fell from his lips like a prayer, full of love and lust. It had Brian growing harder, if that was even possible. Just barely he let his finger slide in as his mouth continued its movements, keeping the pleasure going as he let AJ adjust to being penetrated. Slowly he slid his finger further and further in, until he found that pleasure spot, tapping against it. AJ let out a strangled scream, his hands tightened to fists in Brian’s hair. “Pl…please, oh God…Bri…Brian.”
In response Brian added another finger, scissoring them to try to stretch him and prepare his body. From head to toe AJ was shuddering, blind to anything but what he was feeling. Judging him ready, Brian pulled his hand out, taking hold of his own cock and spreading his natural lubricant. He pushed his shorts down to his knees, then managed ot kick them off from there. Then he let AJ slide from his mouth, kissing his way up his body again until their lips met, their tastes mixing together. AJ’s hands let go to wrap around Brian’s neck, holding him close so that they were chest to chest. As Brian positioned himself at AJ’s hole, he felt his lover wrap his legs loosely around his waist. Pressed together this close, Brian could feel both AJ’s trembling and his own. Never had he wanted someone more than he did right then.
Brian braced himself on his arms and poured himself into the kiss. As gently as he could, he pushed forward, gasping against AJ’s mouth at the feeling of those muscles contracting around him, pulling him in. Their kiss broke, AJ’s head falling back into the pillows on a half moan, half gasp sound. His body shuddered harder and he clung tighter to Brian.
By the time he was all the way in, both of them were panting. Sweat beaded their skin. Neither of them spoke; no words were needed. Once AJ had adjusted he let Brian know by moving his hips. Together they set a steady pace, their lips joining as their bodies did. Here, Brian reassessed his earlier ideas about AJ’s bedroom reputation. He had thought that AJ’s reputation might be exaggerated? That he was slightly innocent? Oh God, he was wrong. Wonderfully wrong.
AJ wrapped his legs tight around Brian’s waist and rolled his body, much the same way he did in Lay Down Beside Me. His hands were everywhere; cupping Brian’s face, running down his back, squeezing his cheeks. All the while his mouth was leaving hot trails against Brian’s neck, his jawline, his ears. Soon he was as lost as AJ, their bodies pushing and straining to reach that final release. There was no more seduction, no more games; only two bodies joined in the most intimate way, reaching for the stars.
Those shudders that Brian loved so much grew stronger in AJ. His legs suddenly tightened around Brian’s waist and his chest arched up as his orgasm took him over, sucked him under. Brian’s breathing grew heavier as he watched the passion overtake AJ. He was so close himself, and the spasms of AJ’s muscles had him even closer.
Sensing this, feeling the quivers that were running through Brian’s lithe frame, AJ forced his muscles to move. He brought his hands up and around Brian’s neck, bringing him down for a kiss, sucking his tongue into his mouth. He lifted his hips up to make a better angle for him, and started to clench and unclench his muscles.
Brian’s eyes glazed over and he dropped his head to AJ’s shoulder as a harsh cry tore past his lips. As his body convulsed, AJ held him close, running his hands over his back to soothe him as the last shudders worked their way out of his system. Brian pulled himself out and lay to the side, not fully on AJ, but draped over his body all the same. Neither one of them wanted to move.
In the background the music played to the ending credits for their movie. Brushing sweat dampened hair off his forehead, AJ turned to grin at Brian. “I knew I loved this movie.” He rasped.
Brian chuckled, his body perfectly relaxed. “Mm, I’m glad I picked it.” He replied lazily.
This time it was AJ’s turn to laugh softly. “Anyone ever tell you you’re dangerous before?”
The idea pleased Brian. He grinned from ear to ear and looked up at AJ. “Nope, never.”
“It worries me that you look so pleased about that. God help me if you learn your own power.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you.”
AJ stretched his muscles on a sigh. “I’ll take that kind of hurt anytime, love.”