of Jared’s wild eyes,
his squirming body, his skin wet with sweat, Fenix’s name on his swollen lips... Fenix fell on top of Jared, his movements fast and
erratic, and he felt Jared spill between their bodies, shouting Fenix’s name as
his body shook and his muscles spasmed . He felt
Jared’s other hand grabbing his ass, squeezing and pulling him closer, urging
him on.
Fenix
was right there. One more thrust and he’d...
“I
love you,” Jared whispered just as Fenix’s vision blurred with the force of his
orgasm. His ears started ringing and all he could hear was the blood rushing in
his ears. His arms gave out and he flopped on top of Jared, feeling his arms
coming around him, wrapping him in a warm, secure embrace. Fenix’s body
trembled as he breathed hard, trying to catch his breath.
Fenix
hadn’t known it was possible for such exquisite pleasure to exist.
When
his brain rebooted and he came back into his own body, Fenix heard Jared was
still whispering sweet nothings against his skin, still clutching him tightly
and still pulsing around his cock.
“That
was...” he began but his voice was hoarse and broke off.
“Yeah,”
Jared agreed.
Fenix
pulled out slowly and collapsed on his back. He was spent. Literally. He could not move a muscle if his life depended on it. He felt Jared get up and
a moment later he was back, wiping Fenix’s stomach clean and disposing of the
condom. Fenix tried to mumble ‘thanks’ but his mouth didn't work. The mattress
dipped and Jared lay down again, pulling the covers over them and wrapping
Fenix in his arms again.
Fenix
was too far gone, too exhausted and too peaceful to react in any way, so he let
Jared manoeuvre him until their bodies entwined comfortably. Just before he fell
asleep, he thought he heard Jared whisper ‘I love you so much’ against his
hair, but he couldn't be sure.
The piercing
sound of the alarm and the frantic vibration of his phone on the nightstand
woke Fenix. He jumped upright in bed, his heart pounding, unaware of where he
was or what was going on. It took him a few seconds to realise he was home and
the ungodly sound was coming from his mobile phone.
“Jesus!”
he exclaimed as he fumbled with the phone, trying to stop the alarm. “You
fucking piece of shit, I hate you!” he yelled at it, finally switching the
wailing off and tossing the phone back on the nightstand. He flopped back on
the bed, draping an arm over his eyes with a loud sigh. The mattress shook a
little bit and Fenix thought he heard snickering from under the covers.
Frowning, he pulled the duvet down to reveal Jared’s head and see his poor
attempts to hide his chuckle.
“Are
you laughing at me?” Fenix asked incredulously.
“I kinda am. You’re adorable,” he said and hooked his
arm around Fenix’s waist, tugging him close. Fenix didn't comment , he just glared at Jared. God, he hated waking up with the
damn alarm! “Don’t glare at me, love. It turns me on,” Jared said with a huge
smile. Fenix had to bite his lip to stop his own smile from making an
appearance. Maybe the alarm going off at 8:00 am wouldn’t be so bad as long as
he had Jared to wake up to every day. And he did have him, at least for the
next three weeks. The thought cheered him up and he felt the corners of his
mouth turning up.
Jared
cupped Fenix’s cheek and kissed him gently.
“Good
morning,” he whispered, nipping at Fenix’s jaw. “Why are we getting up so
early?”
“I
have this radio interview today and wanted to prepare for it,” Fenix said with
a heavy sigh. “I also wanted to go to the theatre. I could use a work-out and I
wanted to talk to Elijah Goodwin, the executive producer, in private,” Fenix
huffed, not happy that he had to wake up this early at all. At least when the
show started he could sleep in as much as he wanted.
“Oh?
Why? Is something wrong?” Jared asked, his brows furrowing.
“No, but he has all these interviews and TV appearances and
photo
his squirming body, his skin wet with sweat, Fenix’s name on his swollen lips... Fenix fell on top of Jared, his movements fast and
erratic, and he felt Jared spill between their bodies, shouting Fenix’s name as
his body shook and his muscles spasmed . He felt
Jared’s other hand grabbing his ass, squeezing and pulling him closer, urging
him on.
Fenix
was right there. One more thrust and he’d...
“I
love you,” Jared whispered just as Fenix’s vision blurred with the force of his
orgasm. His ears started ringing and all he could hear was the blood rushing in
his ears. His arms gave out and he flopped on top of Jared, feeling his arms
coming around him, wrapping him in a warm, secure embrace. Fenix’s body
trembled as he breathed hard, trying to catch his breath.
Fenix
hadn’t known it was possible for such exquisite pleasure to exist.
When
his brain rebooted and he came back into his own body, Fenix heard Jared was
still whispering sweet nothings against his skin, still clutching him tightly
and still pulsing around his cock.
“That
was...” he began but his voice was hoarse and broke off.
“Yeah,”
Jared agreed.
Fenix
pulled out slowly and collapsed on his back. He was spent. Literally. He could not move a muscle if his life depended on it. He felt Jared get up and
a moment later he was back, wiping Fenix’s stomach clean and disposing of the
condom. Fenix tried to mumble ‘thanks’ but his mouth didn't work. The mattress
dipped and Jared lay down again, pulling the covers over them and wrapping
Fenix in his arms again.
Fenix
was too far gone, too exhausted and too peaceful to react in any way, so he let
Jared manoeuvre him until their bodies entwined comfortably. Just before he fell
asleep, he thought he heard Jared whisper ‘I love you so much’ against his
hair, but he couldn't be sure.
The piercing
sound of the alarm and the frantic vibration of his phone on the nightstand
woke Fenix. He jumped upright in bed, his heart pounding, unaware of where he
was or what was going on. It took him a few seconds to realise he was home and
the ungodly sound was coming from his mobile phone.
“Jesus!”
he exclaimed as he fumbled with the phone, trying to stop the alarm. “You
fucking piece of shit, I hate you!” he yelled at it, finally switching the
wailing off and tossing the phone back on the nightstand. He flopped back on
the bed, draping an arm over his eyes with a loud sigh. The mattress shook a
little bit and Fenix thought he heard snickering from under the covers.
Frowning, he pulled the duvet down to reveal Jared’s head and see his poor
attempts to hide his chuckle.
“Are
you laughing at me?” Fenix asked incredulously.
“I kinda am. You’re adorable,” he said and hooked his
arm around Fenix’s waist, tugging him close. Fenix didn't comment , he just glared at Jared. God, he hated waking up with the
damn alarm! “Don’t glare at me, love. It turns me on,” Jared said with a huge
smile. Fenix had to bite his lip to stop his own smile from making an
appearance. Maybe the alarm going off at 8:00 am wouldn’t be so bad as long as
he had Jared to wake up to every day. And he did have him, at least for the
next three weeks. The thought cheered him up and he felt the corners of his
mouth turning up.
Jared
cupped Fenix’s cheek and kissed him gently.
“Good
morning,” he whispered, nipping at Fenix’s jaw. “Why are we getting up so
early?”
“I
have this radio interview today and wanted to prepare for it,” Fenix said with
a heavy sigh. “I also wanted to go to the theatre. I could use a work-out and I
wanted to talk to Elijah Goodwin, the executive producer, in private,” Fenix
huffed, not happy that he had to wake up this early at all. At least when the
show started he could sleep in as much as he wanted.
“Oh?
Why? Is something wrong?” Jared asked, his brows furrowing.
“No, but he has all these interviews and TV appearances and
photo