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[allthelifethereis]

Bill's at that sweet spot, not drunk but buzzed and he wants nothing more in that moment than he wants Neil. He uses his key to open the door to Neil's apartment, nudging him through with hands and hips, kicking it shut behind him. He blindly gropes, dropping his keys in the bowl that Neil bought for him, on the table next to the door.

"God, I could fuck you right here," he says, growls, nudging Neil back against the wall.

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"So, why don't you?" I asked, breathlessly playful and pleading. My back hit the wall and my hands were already at his belt, tipsy enough to fumble but not so drunk that I wouldn't be able to keep it up– I was already half hard from the clumsy walk up the block, the two of us stopping in shadows to grope at each other like kids.

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"Because the lube is in the bedroom," says Bill, arching his hips to give Neil room at his belt. His hands slide up Neil's sides, tugging at his shirt so that he can shove underneath and feel bare skin.

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"Nah," I said, shoving his jacket off his shoulders, grinning as a jerked my chin in the direction of the end table by the couch.

"I got it stashed around. You know, just in case."

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"Oh, my God," says Bill, laughing as he shrugs out of his jacket, his shirt snug across his shoulders. "I can't believe my boyfriend is such a fucking slut." He says it fondly, chasing it with a hungry kiss. "Fuck."

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It took a long time for me to be able to hear that word and not be immediately thrown back into my last night in New York, to that shitty little apartment in Brighton Beach and the smell of baby shampoo.

It was still there, threatening on the edge of my consciousness, but his laughter, his warm smile and affectionate touch, was enough to chase it away.

"I know how bad you want me, baby. I was just looking out for you," I teased him, my hands framing his jaw and a playfully smug grin on my face.

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"Fuck. Move," says Bill, his arms wrapped around Neil as he moves them towards the couch. He kisses him again and then pushes him, gently. "Bend over. Get your pants down."

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Laughing as I stumbled backwards towards the couch, I fumbled my way out of my belt and stepped out of my shoes, letting my pants drop and kicking them aside. I ended up with my shirt half open, shirttails hiked up around my waist, one hand braced on the arm of the couch while I yanked open the end table with the other.

I tossed the tube of lube at him blindly over my shoulder, only half expecting him to be able to catch it.

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Neil bends over, his shirttails hitched up and throws the lube and somehow, amazingly, Bill manages to catch it. It's way slicker than anything he's ever managed in real life, like something from a porn film. He grins, stepping in behind Neil and pushing his shirt up further, fumbling his boxers down over the curve of his ass and giving him a light slap.

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Laughing breathlessly, I said, "I think you're more coordinated when you're drunk." The elastic of my boxers cutting across my thighs, I took my dick in hand, letting out a low moan as I stroked myself, as much for his benefit as my own.

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"Maybe I'm just more coordinated when I'm desperate to fuck you," says Bill, opening the tube of lube and squirting some onto his fingers, slicking his cock. He wraps his fingers around himself, rubbing the head of his cock along the cleft of Neil's ass before he replaces it with two fingers, pressing them inside him.

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"Should be all the time, then," I teased, my elbow nearly buckling at the first slick press of his fingers. "Jesus," I mumbled, stooped low over the arm of the couch, not quite ready to beg but so fucking close that it was almost embarrassing.

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Bill presses his free hand against the small of Neil's back, keeping him in place as he starts to work him open with his fingers. "Should be," he says, scissoring them a little. "Because I want to fuck you every second I'm with you."

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"I'd let you, but it'd probably get a little awkward for other people," I said with a breathless wheeze of laughter, my head drooping low as he held me still and worked me open.

"Fuck, I don't need any more of that, man. Come on, just give it to me."

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"Fuck them," says Bill, fumbling a little as he slicks his cock and wraps his fingers around himself and starts to push into Neil's ass. "Talk to me," he says, punctuating with another slap. "Tell me how it feels."

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"Fuck," I whined, cock jolting at the sting of his palm, the steady stretch of his dick pressing into me, and the low murmur of his voice. "It feels... Fuck, like I've been waiting for it all damn day."

It felt like finally. Like too much and not enough, all at once. There was that brief moment where it was a fight to take him in, and then the next moment it was like he was right where he was meant to be.

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"God, I love it when you talk like that," says Bill, one hand hard on Neil's hip to hold him as he starts to move, starts to fuck him in earnest. He starts slow, at first, keeping his thrusts shallow. He gives Neil at least a little time to adjust.

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"Oh, fuck, you're so fucking good," I gasped, bracing myself against the couch with both hands and pushing myself back into every thrust. His hand gripped my hip hard, fingers biting into the meat of my flank, and I groaned, thinking about the shape of his hand print left behind on my skin.

"You gonna make me feel you tomorrow?"

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"Damn fucking straight," says Bill, his voice breathy as he shifts his feet so that he can fuck Neil even harder. He squeezes his thigh harder. "Fuck you like this here and then take you to bed and fuck you like it all over again."

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"You sound pretty confident," I panted, breath catching on a whine of a moan when his angle shifted just right. "Think you can keep that up?"

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He slaps Neil's ass again, his free hand sliding up his back to keep him pinned in place. "You always say shit like that," he says, laughing. "When have I ever let you down, man?"

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"You think I'm not saying it to get a rise outta you?" I pointed out, letting out another little shout of laughter at the smack of his palm. It was chased quickly by a moan, nearly eating the cushions as I lifted a hand from the back of the couch to grip my straining cock. I managed to keep myself mostly upright, my shin knocking against the seat, fighting him for only a few more moments before giving in and letting him pin me fully to the couch, my cheek pressed against the back cushion.

It went on like that for a while, with me nearly sobbing with how close I was already, probably leaving stains I'd need to buff out of the couch cushions later. Finally, I admitted, almost pleadingly, "I wanna see you. Fuck." It might've been humiliating if I weren't so fucking gone over him.

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"Oh, fuck," groans Bill, a wave of arousal slamming into him when Neil says that. He pulls out of him, fumbles him upright with his hands fisted in the fabric of his shirt and pulls him into a hungry kiss. "Fuck. Get your legs up?"

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Upright with my back against his chest, I twisted around to kiss him, a hand in his hair. "Yeah," I murmured, nodding blearily, lifting one foot to brace it on the seat of the couch. I didn't know if that's what he wanted, so I said, "Put me where you want me," half slurred into another kiss.

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"Not like that," says Bill, laughing, breathless and, oh God, wanting so much. His hands are on Neil's hips, turning up, pushing him so that his ass is against the back of the sofa. "Like that," he says. "Get your legs up so I can fuck you like this." He kisses him, hard, fingers pressing into his skin.

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"Don't fucking laugh at me," I said, laughing along as I let him move me where he wanted, arms around him and grinning against his mouth and fucking elated. And yeah, it was endorphins and it was the high of getting well and truly fucked, but it was also him, and us, and this weird thing we'd fallen into without meaning to.

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Bill's kissing him against before he can think of anything to say, hitching Neil's leg higher against his hip, his other hand curled around his cock so that he guide himself back into place inside his boyfriend.

"I love you," he mumbles against Neil's mouth. It's new enough to still feel something like magic. "So fucking much."

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"Yeah, I know you do," I teased him, my arms around him, legs around him, brace precariously against the back of the couch and loving every second of it.

"I love you, too," I murmured, like a secret, even though it wasn't. Even though it had to have been obvious, every time I looked at him. I tried, most of my life, to hide how I felt about things, but now, I didn't really see the point.

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He can't fuck Neil as hard as he had before, not in this position, but he keeps him close, rolling his hips, pushing them both closer to the edge. He groans softly, his chin resting on Neil's shoulder. "Never going to get bored of hearing that."

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"Jesus," I groaned, my hand smoothing up the length of his spine, some of the desperate edge of the moments before bleeding away when he pulled me close.

"Good," I murmured against the shell of his ear, unable to do much more than cling to him and be grateful that David didn't furnish this apartment from Ikea.

There was a sturdy looking table across the room that I thought about trying out later.

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Neil's hand feels insanely good through the fabric of his shirt, but it'd feel better if they were both naked. Still, there'll be time for that later. He shifts, keeping one arm tight around him so that he can wrap one hand around Neil's cock, starting to jerk in time with the thrust of his cock inside him.

"This isn't going to be enough," he says. Once almost never is.

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"Yeah? You could sit down and let me ride you?" I offered, flashing him a toothy smile, which was quickly overtaken by a groan the second he put his hand on my dick.

Reaching back to brace one hand against the couch, I rocked against him as best I could, toes curling as he brought me closer.

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"Maybe later," says Bill, his hand moving on Neil's cock, counterpoint of the rock of his cock inside him. "I want to see you come like this. I want to watch it happen."

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"Yeah, fuck. You're gonna get to in a minute," I said, laughing breathlessly, gripping the back of his neck tight. A minute was really giving myself too much credit, or maybe overestimating our athleticism, because sweaty and aching and trembling with how good it was and with the effort not to upend us both onto the floor, I wasn't going to last.

I cried out, pulled him into a clumsy kiss, and came with a messy string of incoherent curses.

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Neil comes across his knuckles and Bill manages another one or two breathless thrusts before he comes inside him, his breath sobbing out of him into the crook of Neil's neck. He strokes Neil through it and, when they're both spent, he lifts his hand to his mouth and sucks his fingers clean.

"Fuck," he says. "You're so good."

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"Jesus Christ," I gasped, holding him tight with both of us shuddering through it.

Blearily, I watched him suck my come from his fingers and gave a weak moan. I pushed him back, gasping at the loss, and stood unsteadily on my feet. With my arms around him, mouth against his jaw, I said, "Happy New Year, sweetheart."

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"Happy New Year," he echoes, fingers of his free hand pushing into Neil's dark hair to cradle the back of his head for a moment. He pulls back enough to look Neil in the face. "Bed?"