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Jasper’s mouth went dry. He took the lube off the nightstand and coated his fingers, feeling Konrad’s eyes on him. Then he reached down to find Konrad just as hard as he was. He spread lube over Konrad’s cock before shifting his hips to line Konrad up with his entrance, still well prepared from earlier. Jasper started sinking down on him and watched Konrad’s face melt into an expression of pure bliss.

“Fuck,” Jasper gasped, rolling his hips, bracing his hands on Konrad’s chest.

“That’s it. Use me for your pleasure.”

“God, Konrad.” Jasper’s voice cracked from arousal, hearing those words. He closed his eyes and found a rhythm and angle that gave him exactly what he needed. He was just slowly fucking himself on Konrad’s cock, using him, just as Konrad said. Jasper was so turned on he could feel the heat from his face spreading to his neck. He’d woken Konrad up from a dead sleep just so he could get off on his cock, and Konrad loved it.

Konrad’s fingers skimmed over his cock and Jasper jerked. The barely there touch was torture. “Getting shy on me now?” Jasper asked, looking down at where Konrad’s fingers explored his cock without ever wrapping around it.

“Hardly. I just don’t want to hurt you.”

Jasper reached down and wrapped a hand around himself, slowly stroking upward, making sure Konrad could see his palm slide over the barbells that ran up his shaft. “It doesn’t hurt. Touch me.”

Konrad took him in hand, placing his own atop Jasper’s, and Jasper shuddered as their hands moved together, up and down his cock.

“Will it bother you to feel my piercings going inside you, when I fuck you?” Jasper asked.

It was a genuine question, but it seemed to hit Konrad like an aphrodisiac—Konrad moaned, his cock twitching and his hips pressing up in a short, involuntary thrust. Jasper’s stomach fluttered. Oh, Konrad was very partial to the idea of Jasper fucking him. Jasper liked seeing Konrad being the one flustered for once. He rocked his hips a little faster, gasping when Konrad matched the pace with his strokes, his thumb playing with the piercing in the tip of Jasper’s cock.

“Fuck, you’re so hard now,” Jasper panted. He was trying to talk through the blinding pleasure, wanting to enjoy having something that got such a reaction out of Konrad. In the light of day, Konrad would probably be more collected about it, but Jasper had dragged him from sleep and gotten under his skin before he could hide.

Konrad almost looked embarrassed and Jasper grinned, leaning down to kiss him. It was nice to see him display such a basic human emotion. Not that Konrad didn’t show emotion, but he usually did so through such an elegantly faceted layer of composure that it barely resembled the things Jasper felt. Right now though, Konrad was raw. He felt real.

Jasper had to pull away soon to breathe but he kept his forehead against Konrad’s as he chased his orgasm. Konrad stroked him in the sliver of space between their bodies, his other hand resting in the dip of Jasper’s spine, making such low sounds that Jasper wouldn’t even have heard them if they weren’t so close. Admittedly, that was also due in part to how loud Jasper was getting as he neared the edge.

“Oh—oh my god, Konrad, Konrad.”

He dug his nails into Konrad’s chest, coming hard all over his hand. Konrad splayed his palm on Jasper’s back and held him tightly. “That’s a good boy. Give it all to me, darling.”

The praise alone wrung a final wave of climax from him. Jasper lowered his face into Konrad’s shoulder, shivering with aftershocks, then whining from overstimulation as he continued moving his hips. Konrad tried to still him and Jasper shook his head. “I want to make you come,” he said, apologetically stroking over the crescent-shaped marks he’d left on Konrad’s chest.

“Don’t push yourself on my account. I assure you, I’m quite—”

“Shut up.”

Jasper didn’t mean for it to come out so affectionately, but he felt a soft huff of laughter against his hair, and Konrad complied all the same. He must have reached over and found something to dry his hand with, as it was absent of Jasper’s come when he wrapped both arms around his waist. Jasper melted into the feeling, his whole body relaxed save for the slow rocking of his hips. He nipped gently at Konrad’s shoulder, and Konrad’s chest rumbled under him with pleasure, growing louder as Jasper found the strength to move more steadily, even as his knees and hips protested.

“Jasper,” Konrad said, his voice strained.

God, he sounded so fucking sexy when his accent got heavy like that. Jasper groaned and tugged at Konrad’s pierced ear with his teeth. Konrad gave a startled gasp, his hips pressing up against Jasper as he came, his thick arms cinching tighter around Jasper’s waist. Curiously, Jasper sucked on his earlobe. Konrad moaned. His spent cock gave one last pulse of release and it was Jasper’s turn to moan at the warm wetness of it.

“Mm, I didn’t know that was a sweet spot,” Jasper said, lifting himself off Konrad’s cock, wincing as it slipped free. He was going to be so sore tomorrow.

“I was… equally unaware.”

Jasper moved off him with a grin. He liked that he was the first one to find it.

He turned onto his side to keep from lying on his aching lower half, and Konrad curled up around him, his chest against Jasper’s back. His arm settled across Jasper’s waist, his nose pressing into Jasper’s hair. “Close enough yet?” Jasper asked, as if he wasn’t delighting in every inch of contact.

“No.”

Jasper laughed. Konrad sounded truly offended that the laws of physics prevented him from getting any closer, and Jasper put his arm over Konrad’s as if in sympathy, when in reality Jasper just wanted to reciprocate his embrace in some way. Konrad tangled their fingers together and brought their hands up to Jasper’s chest, and Jasper hoped he didn’t feel the way his heart skipped in response. He didn’t want Konrad to know that he found this part just as enjoyable as the sex. Maybe more. Jasper could pleasure himself, but he couldn’t give himself this.

“Good night, Konrad,” Jasper managed, already drifting back off to sleep.

Warm lips pressed against the crown of his head. “Good night, sweet boy.”

Jasper’s alarm was truly becoming the bane of his existence. He slapped his screen with a vengeance and leaned back, his eyes opening when he realized Konrad wasn’t behind him. He rolled over and found the bed empty. It shouldn’t have bothered him, but his stomach suddenly felt heavy, knowing he didn’t have any right to question Konrad’s absence. It wasn’t Konrad’s problem that Jasper was prone to becoming clingy.