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When Leon first joined the expensive new gym that opened a few blocks from his place, he really did intend to go regularly. He didn’t have much free time between missions, training, and his home life but he had been determined to make it work. Of course he could just go to the DSO main office gym for free but that came at the cost of seeing his colleagues and bosses when he’d really rather not.
It’s not like he never went, he did, he swore he did. It’s just that even if he said he was going, he wasn’t always actually going. Like today. He kissed his lovely wife, told her he was going to the gym and would be home later, grabbed his gym bag and was out the door. He even headed in the direction of the gym, only instead of going inside he kept on walking a few blocks further. He very purposely didn’t stop to think about what he was doing, it wouldn’t make him turn around but it’d put a damper on things and he really, really didn’t want that. Before he knew it, he was standing looking up at a surprisingly fancy hotel. He checked the text on his phone and saw that yes, this was the right place.
923 16th Street NW, Rm 432
Saturday, 3pm
With only a slight amount of hesitation which he quickly shoved deep down inside, and a whole lot of excitement, he walked in and headed towards the elevators. Pressing the button for the floor indicated in the text, Leon leaned against the wall and took a moment to think. All things considered, he really should feel worse about what he was doing but truthfully he couldn’t bring himself to feel anything except well happy and a little turned on already. What a cliche, he thought, a secret agent turned on by sneaking around.
Walking down the hallway, the anticipation and excitement grew until, finally, he was outside room 432. Before any of the earlier hesitation could come back he quickly raised his hand and knocked decisively.
After only a few seconds the door opened and, before he could even react, large hands grabbed him and pulled him inside. Lips met his own in a fierce desperate kiss as the door was shut behind him and he was roughly shoved back into it. Hands gripped him tight as he let out a shocked gasp turned moan and dropped his bag.
“Fuck Leon, It’s been too long.”
Not knowing if what was going to come out of his mouth would be “Too long” or “I’ve missed you” he leaned in for another kiss. Deepening it, he bit his partner's bottom lip before shoving his tongue inside for a filthy kiss. God he missed this, it’s only been a few months but it might as well have been years with the way he’s practically choking on his own desperation. He let out another loud moan when a muscular thigh was unceremoniously shoved in between his legs and ground into his quickly hardening cock.
“Chris- fuck- Chris”
Chris pulled away for only a moment before leaning down to pepper kisses along Leon’s neck as he thrust his own hardening length against the younger man’s thigh. Frantic hands start tugging at his shirt, the kisses along his neck stopped only long enough for his shirt to come off. Chris leaned in to resume his kisses but this time their path travels along Leon’s collar bone as he starts grinding against him again. The smaller man lost himself in the sensations, letting out small noises at each thrust until he felt a not so gentle bite on the side of his neck. Letting out a gasp, he shoved the larger man back.
“Chris! What the fuck are you doing? No marks!”
The man in question leveled Leon with an unreadable look before his face morphed into a slight sneer.
“How’s your wife, Leon? Where does she think her cheating little husband is this time?”
Leon shoved the larger man away from him and walked further into the room, making sure to shoulder check him on the way. “Fuck off, asshole.” Dropping down to sit on the bed he let head fall into his hands and felt the annoyance start to dissipate as his shoulders slumped in shame. Letting out a sigh, Leon looked up and nodded towards the gym bag that lay forgotten on the floor. “Told her I was going to the gym.” He couldn’t really blame the man for his angry retort after being forced to the sidelines, quick dirty fucks on rare joint missions and secretive trysts in hotels every few months weren’t really enough for him either. Shaking his head, he let out a muttered “Goddammit, Chris”.
Dropping to his knees in front of the younger man, Chris placed his hands on Leon’s thighs. “I’m sorry, Leon.” He gave Leon’s thigh a squeeze before reaching up to place a gentle hand on the man’s jaw. “Look at me”. Leon forced himself to swallow his shame and looked in Chris’ eyes. “I’m sorry sweetheart, I wasn’t thinking.”
Leon saw the sincerity in the man’s eyes, he didn’t think he deserved any of it, not the apologies and not the man himself. Needing to get out of his own mind, he reached out and pulled the older man towards himself and connected their lips in a bruising kiss that felt more like drowning than desperation. He let himself get lost in the kiss, focusing on only the man in front of him.
Rising up from his knees, Chris gave the smaller man one more quick kiss before fully straightening up. His knees let out an audible pop, no longer as young as he was when they first started whatever it is that they have become now. Reaching out for Leon’s hand, he pulled the man up with him and looked into his eyes.
“Take off the rest of your clothes, Leon.” It was so soft it could’ve been a whisper.
This gentleness was too much for Leon, he couldn’t handle it right now. He needed it rough, he needed to be taken out of his head to forget the truth of what was happening here. He grabbed the larger man hard enough to bruise and kissed him, shoving his tongue inside with little pretense. Chris let out a deep groan at the rough treatment which only spurred Leon on further. Everywhere his hands touched he gripped and squeezed. He pressed his hardening cock against Chris’ and felt him hardening too. Pulling his mouth away from the older mans, he leaned down to press deceptively soft kisses down his neck before biting, hard.
“Fuck Leon, not fair.”
Leon laughed, “Life’s not fair, Chris, we know that better than most.” Leaning in, he whispered “Now, why don’t you take off your clothes before I start to get bored.” Laughing, Chris stepped back and reached behind his head to pull off his shirt before tossing it to the side. He let his hand travel slowly down his defined abs, dragging Leon’s eyes with it, before slowly pulling down his pants and boxers in one go. Straightening back up, he made sure Leon's eyes were on him when he gave his freed thick length a rough squeeze. No matter how many times he’s seen the older man naked, it never fails to leave him breathless. His cock was hard and big, bigger than even in Leon’s dreams, he couldn’t help but let out a soft “fuck” at the anticipation of having it inside him.
Plopping down on the bed the older man settled back against the headboard before turning to Leon.
“Your turn”.
Leon couldn’t get undressed fast enough. He kicked off his sneakers, not caring where they landed, before he emptied his pockets. Phone and keys were tossed unceremoniously onto the bedside table before he ripped off his shorts and boxers, the desire he was feeling too strong for him to care about trying to put on a show. Climbing onto the bed, he crawled over to where Chris was lazily stroking his hard length, eyes locked onto Leon, hand moving slowly as though he had all the time in the world.
Settling himself between the man’s muscular thighs Leon leaned down towards Chris’ cock and pushed his hand out of the way. Feeling his mouth salivate at the sight he brought his mouth closer, felt Chris tense in anticipation, before bypassing the hard length and nipping his upper thigh. Chris groaned in frustration, “Leon, fuck, please”. The smaller man huffed a little laugh before continuing to kiss and nip everywhere except where Chris really, really wanted him. Frustrated grunt after frustrated grunt left the man’s mouth as Leon tried to hide a smile by nuzzling into the short soft hair at the base of Chris’ cock. He continued his torture of the larger man until a strong heavy hand settled itself in his hair trying not so gently to guide Leon to where he wanted him. Leon went easily, never able to deny the man anything for long.
Settling over the hard length, Leon licked a wet stripe along it before leaning over and finally taking the older man into his mouth. Chris let out a relieved moan as he felt the wet hot heat of the smaller man’s mouth and loosened the grip he had on Leon’s hair. The hand not in Leon’s hair gripped the sheets hard enough that his knuckles turned white as his cock was taken in deeper. Leon’s mouth was one of Chris’ favorite things, both for fucking and for the smart ass comments he pretended to hate.
“Your mouth was made for this baby, you take me so -“
Chris’ words were cut off by a deep moan as he felt his cock hit the back of Leon’s throat before the younger man swallowed around him and set a brutal pace up and down Chris’ length.
“You’re doing so good Leon-fuck”
Unable to help it, Chris began thrusting up as he chased the pleasure that was building deep within him. Leon, not wanting to choke, slowed down and brought a strong arm up across Chris’ hips to hold him in place. An annoyed groan left the older man at being held back but it was quickly replaced by a “fuck, baby” as Leon picked up his pace again. The larger man couldn’t think as the pleasure started growing again, lost in the wet heat wrapped around him. This wasn’t going to last long if Leon kept this up and Chris desperately wanted to fuck him while he had the chance. Throwing his head back in pleasure, he felt his balls tighten as the edge got closer and closer. He started tugging at the smaller man’s hair, needing this to stop right this very second.
“Leon, Leon stop, fuck, I’m gonna come!”
Pulling off quickly, Leon let out a little laugh. “We can’t have that now can we, old man?”
Chris felt like he wouldn’t survive after being so very close despite it being him that put a stop to it. He needed a minute to calm down enough to answer. “Oh fuck off Leon, you’re not 30 anymore either.” Chris leveled a glare at the only slightly younger man.
Ignoring the response, Leon leaned back over to place a kiss on Chris’ length before trailing kisses up his body until he was straddling the man’s lap. Leaning down, he pulled Chris into a filthy opened mouth kiss. The older man was able to taste the saltiness of himself on Leon’s tongue and fought down a moan at the thought of it.
Desperate for any kind of friction after having the heavy weight of Chris on his tongue, Leon started a slow grind on the muscular man’s lap. He lined up their hard cocks and felt the wetness of his own salvia ease the glide of each thrust. Large hands grabbed his trim hips and set a strong but slow rhythm as they kept up their filthy kiss. Small whimpers escaping their kiss turned into a repetitive “Chris, Chris, Chris..” as Leon tried to force a faster rhythm. The hands holding him gripped tighter as Leon suddenly found his world spinning until he was flat on his back with the larger man above him. Chris settled his weight partly on Leon and held the rest on one forearm resting on the bed. Strong thighs pushed the smaller man’s apart.
“Fuck Leon, if you keep saying my name like that I won’t be able to hold back”
He grabbed Leon’s hair to force his head back so he could leave a trail of open mouth kisses along the man's throat as he ground their lengths together again.
“Maybe - fuck - I don’t want you to hold back- oh fuck Chris”
That was a challenge Chris was willing to accept. Pulling back just enough to get himself positioned better, he slipped his hard length between the younger man’s spread thighs and thrust. The leaking tip of his cock caught on Leon’s tight rim before dragging along it causing a broken moan to force its way from Leon’s mouth which was quickly swallowed down by the larger man in an opened mouth kiss. Chris kept thrusting, using his strength to pull their bodies impossibly closer, pressing more and more against where Leon really, really wanted him. No, needed him.
“Chris, Chris please! Stop teasing and get on with it already.”
Laughing, the older man thrust once again but this time he slid their lengths together before pulling away and leaning back on his knees. “So needy baby. Shh, don’t worry. I’ll give you what you need.” Large hands ran along the hard muscles of Leon’s abdomen down to his thighs, gentle and soothing. He felt his cock twitch and leak at Chris’ words, secretly loving the term of endearment. “I’m here baby, just be patient.” Reaching out, he placed a hand on Leon’s throat, a firm and heavy weight causing Leon to look into his eyes. Chris gently guided Leon up into a semi sitting position, and connected their lips the moment his mouth was within reach. The kiss was much softer than their previous ones, sweeter. Placing a closed mouth kiss on Leon’s lips, Chris rested their foreheads together for a moment. Pulling back slightly, he suddenly tightened the hand around Leon’s throat, causing the man to gasp.
“I’m gonna fuck you so hard, sweetheart, you’ll forget everything except my name.”
Chris shoved the smaller man back down to the bed, leaning his weight into him. The hand around Leon’s throat tightened again, somewhere between pleasurable and painful but not enough to leave a mark, never enough to leave a mark. Leon couldn’t hold back his needy whines at Chris’ words and the heavy weight of his hand. He could swear his already rock hard cock somehow got even harder, leaked even more at the treatment. “I’m gonna fucking ruin you for anyone else, baby.”
A broken please was all Leon was able to get out before the larger man kissed him, all tongue and teeth. Nothing gentle or sweet about it. They didn’t have the luxury of gentle and slow and sweet, of love making. They lost that privilege years ago when Leon had made his decision and Chris just had to deal with it or lose it.
Chris bit Leon's bottom lip hard enough to bleed and enjoyed the whimper the younger man let out at the pain, knowing it was part pleasure too. The metallic taste of Leon's blood filled his mouth. He let out a deep moan at the taste, not even able to bring himself to feel bad, and kept licking along Leon's bleeding lip.
Little whimpers were leaving the smaller man's mouth at each bite and lick, getting off on such rough treatment. "Chris… Chris… Captain please." The large hand that had loosened around his throat as they kissed tightened once again at the title and the smaller man couldn't help but let out a whine at the feeling.
"What do you need, baby? Use your words."
He let go of Leon's throat and ran the hand soothingly through his hair. Leaning down he kissed along the smaller man's throat where his hand had been. Leon, usually so full of witty comebacks and one liners, found himself unable to say anything in the moment. All he could think about was how badly he needed the other man. "Agent Kennedy, tell me what you need." Chris demanded in that authoritative tone he so rarely used with Leon.
"I - I… fuck me Captain Redfield! Please I need you inside me! Please fuck - Captain please "
Leon was saying anything he could, not fully aware of what even, to get Chris to fuck him. He was drowning in his need, completely overwhelmed and so, so, needy. He could hear himself continuing to beg, couldn't stop it even if he had wanted to.
He felt large hands run down his side and grip his waist as the larger man leaned back to settle on knees. "Shh baby, it's okay." Chris took a moment to just look at his (former? sometime? part-time?) lover, all spread out, panting, and so damn needy just for him. "You beg so nicely, how could I ever deny you when you sound like that." Leon would keep begging and begging for Chris for the rest of his life given the chance.
The large hands on his waist started tugging at him, silently urging him to flip over. Leon went easily, settling on his hands and knees, knowing he was close to getting what he wants. He felt those strong hands run down the length of his back before playfully slapping his ass. "Do me a favor and stay just like this, baby. I'll be right back." The mattress shifted as Chris' weight disappeared from behind him. When this first started he would've been deeply embarrassed at being left waiting like this on his hands and knees but now it just leaves him filled with anticipation. He heard the sounds of rifling through luggage before the mattress dipped again and a soft kiss was placed on his lower back.
"God baby, you look so good like this. Tell me again what you need."
"I need you to hurry up and fuck me already before my dick goes soft." Leon made his voice as bratty as possible, knowing how much is turns the other man on. Much to Leon's dismay, Chris simply laughed at him.
"I know what you're doing Leon and lucky for you, I'm feeling pretty generous right now."
Giving the smaller man's perky ass another playful slap, Chris then leaned over to sink his teeth right where there was a quickly reddening hand print. "Fuck! Chris!" Leon yelped at the feeling.
"Oh don't worry, I wont leave any marks."
Chris kissed the spot again in apology before trailing kisses up towards his spine and along the curve of his back. Covering the smaller body with his own, he angled Leon's head back a little so he could slot their lips together. This position made him think of animals in the wild, mounting and fucking their mates. Marking them, making them their own. Chris couldn't help but grunt and thrust his hard length against Leon at the thought before pulling away.
"Please, Captain Redfield" Leon could barely get the words out but they made their impact none the less.
"Whatever you want, sweetheart."
Done teasing the younger man for now, Chris picked up the lube he had dropped onto the bed. He poured a little down the crack of Leon's ass causing the younger man to shiver at the feeling before coating a few of his own fingers. He gently circled Leon's tight rim, spreading the lube around, before slowly pushing a large finger all the way in. He paused for a moment to let Leon adjust before starting to thrust it in and out. It was nothing compared to the feeling of Chris' hard cock fucking him and it wasn't enough.
"Get a move on already Alpha, you know I can take it."
It was a dirty move using Chris' call sign but well worth it when the man responded by none too gently pushing a second finger in. He thrust them in and out a few times before spreading them wide to stretch the smaller man's pretty little hole. When he could feel Leon starting to squirm with impatience he curled his fingers, hitting Leon's prostrate on the first try.
"Fuck-Chris" Leon moaned and pushed back on the large fingers, trying to hit that spot again. The older man just held his hand still and enjoyed the show. He loved watching Leon fuck himself on his fingers almost as much as he loved watching Leon fuck himself on Chris' cock.
"Captain, Alpha, please."
Taking pity on the man, Chris started moving again, alternating between thrusting his fingers, spreading them wide, and occasionally curling them just right. With each press against his prostrate Leon could feel himself getting lost in the pleasure as it built. He knew if he looked beneath himself he would see a growing wet spot from his weeping cock. He wanted so badly to touch himself, to thrust into his own hand each time Chris thrust his fingers into him, but he knew if he did this would be over much too soon.
"Chris please, I need more, Alpha!"
He felt Chris still behind him and let out pathetic whimpers when he was left empty only to have the air forced out of him as three large fingers were roughly pushed in. "Fuck!" Leon couldn't hold back the yelp at the sudden fullness. He was spread wide open on those thick fingers and he loved it. "Just a little more baby, don't worry." Chris was rougher now, harshly thrusting and spreading his fingers. The younger man was clearly loving it going off of the whimpers and moans he couldn't hold back.
"I'm gonna pull out now baby, then I promise I'll make it so good for you."
Chris pulled his thick fingers out and watched as Leon's hole fluttered around the sudden emptiness, clearly desperate to be filled again. He grabbed the lube again and poured a generous amount into his hand and onto his neglected cock. He put a little more around Leon's rim before fisting his own cock to spread the lube down his length. He let out a moan and a mumbled "fuck" at finally getting some relief before forcing himself to pull his hand away.
Grabbing Leon's waist with one hand, he used the other to line himself up with the younger man's waiting hole. He slowly pushed in, he didn't have much patience by this point but he didn't want to hurt Leon. Stopping halfway he paused to let him adjust only for Leon make an impatient noise and push himself back until Chris' large cock was in all the way in one quick move. Leon let out a deep moan at the fullness while Chris was overwhelmed with the sudden tight heat.
"Move Chris, please - fuck - move."
Happy to oblige, Chris pulled out halfway before thrusting back in completely. Both hands now gripping Leon's waist, Chris started building up a harsh rhythm. Leon was so tight and hot around him, so perfect. His insides molded so well to the size of Chris' cock, like Leon was designed just perfectly for Chris to fuck.
The younger man couldn't hold himself back from moaning and whimpering at each hard thrust. Chris' cock was so big and it'd been too long since they last fucked. His cock was perfect, big and thick, and attached to Chris. There wasn't anything else Leon could ask for in a lover. Just thinking about how it was Chris behind him, fucking him so good, had Leon moaning and trying to fuck himself back onto the perfect cock inside him.
Chris tightened his grip on the younger man's waist and angled his hips in just the right way to hit hard against his prostate. Leon let out a chorus of "Chris , Chris, Chris" as his prostate was hit again and again. His pleasure was growing and growing, he hadn't felt this good in so long. Each thrust was so good, so perfect
Leon's arms were shaking and he was losing the battle to stay upright amidst the onslaught. At the feeling of a particularly hard thrust he finally lost balance and fell face down. Leon didn't even care that he was now face down ass up as long as Chris didn't stop.
A large hand gently, in complete contradiction to the relentless hard thrusting, ran along his back in a soothing manner. "I've got you baby, you're doing so good. Taking me so well."
Leon was a moaning drooling mess at this point. Feeling a little embarrassed, he tried to hide his face in a pillow to muffle his sounds. His hands gripped the sheets tight, knowing if he let go he wouldn't be able to stop from jerking himself off to Chris' deep thrusts.
Large hands suddenly grabbed him and tugged. "No hiding baby, I want to hear you." He was pulled up and back until he was on his knees and his back hit Chris' chest, strong arms snaked around him to keep him pressed close.
"That's better baby, no where to hide now."
The change in angle slowed Chris' thrusts but gravity brought Leon down deeper. The tip of Chris' length hit so deep Leon had to put his hand on his stomach to see if he could feel him. The immediate temptation to move his hand down, to finally touch himself, was too much. Leon slowly lowered his hand, hoping Chris wouldn't notice. A larger hand reached up and settled around Leon's throat, not squeezing but a heavy weight. A warning to move his hand away from his weeping ignored length. "No touching Leon, you come from my cock only." The younger man let out a whimper at that, he was so desperate to come, but he had to listen and reached back to grab at Chris' hip.
Chris kept thrusting, hitting Leon's prostate relentlessly. The smaller man was barely able to hold himself up, his cock was leaking every where and he was babbling something that could've been Chris' name or could've been begging. Chris wasn't fairing much better, losing rhythm as he started to feel closer and closer to the edge.
The sound of a familiar ring tone going off suddenly was like a bucket of ice water being thrown over the two of them. Both men froze, knowing who was calling and unsure what to do.
Chris made the decision for the two of them. Shoving Leon back down to the bed, he reached over and grabbed the phone, dropping it next to the smaller man.
"Chris! Chris! What are you doing? Just ignore it." Leon sounded frantic, he trusted Chris but couldn't figure out what the man was doing.
"You can't ignore your wife, Leon. Answer the phone."
Leon was shocked, he couldn't move. He hadn't even been able to catch himself. Was Chris really expecting him to talk to his wife while his ass was in the air and the very man himself was still inside him?
"Answer the phone, Agent! Now!"
Leon's hand shot out and grabbed the phone, answering it and bringing it up to his ear. "H-hi honey. Everything o-okay?" He tried to make his voice as normal as possible, knew he was probably failing. "Ye-yeah, I'm okay. You caught me at a bad moment, working on my uhh cardio." He really hoped he simply sounded out of breath. A small gasp left his lips as he felt Chris pull back a little before thrusting in again. "I-I'm good honey! T-tripped a little." The bastard behind him kept thrusting. Leon was dying, he was going to die right here on the phone with his wife while the man he was cheating on her with was fucking him. "I-I'll call you when I'm heading home, h-honey. Do-don't worry, I'll be home in pl-plenty of time for dinner." Chris was grinding against him now filthily, pressed fully inside. "Bye honey. I-I love you too" Finally! Finally he hung up the phone and tossed it somewhere to the side.
"What the fuck is wrong with you, making me do that, Chris."
Chris didn't even pause, just started thrusting harder, hitting that spot in Leon that made him see stars despite the mixed emotions he was feeling. He couldn't help the moans leaning his mouth as Chris kept fucking him.
"Fuck Leon. God. Sometimes I think I hate you."
Each word was accompanied by a hard thrust straight to Leon's prostate. His brain working overtime to listen, knowing it's important.
"Hearing you say you love her. God, Leon, a part of me hates you so much right now."
Leon knew this wasn't good, wasn't right, but was helpless to even speak with the way Chris was still fucking him so good. He managed a garbled "Chris" between his moans. He was so hard, so wet, even hearing Chris say he hates him couldn't get him out of his desire and need.
"You-you should - fuck - you should hate me, Chris!"
Leon finally got the words out but he didn't get the reaction he expected. The larger man growled, clearly an unhappy sound. He started shoving at Leon until the younger man found himself on back with Chris between his spread thighs. Chris picked up one of the smaller man's legs and settled it in the crook of his elbow, then placed the other leg around his waist. With no hesitation, he lined up and thrust back in Leon until he was fully seated, hips pressed flush to the backs of Leon's thighs.
Leon yelled at the sudden fullness, an incomprehensible sound that could've meant anything. "Don't tell me how I should feel, Leon." This new angle left Leon spread open wide, bare, for the older man's taking. And take he did, starting up his same brutal pace from before the phone call.
The younger man had no choice but to lay there and take it, hands twisting themselves into the sheets. They were both panting from the exertion, Leon's length leaving a puddle of precome on his stomach. He swore he could feel Chris' cock leaking inside him, coating his walls.
"Chris, Chris, honey! Don't stop, don't stop!"
At the sound of the endearment, Chris collapsed on top of Leon, overwhelmed and emotional. Leon grunted at the sudden weight, immediately wrapping his arms around the large man. The older man pushed himself up just enough to kiss Leon, a desperate devouring kiss.
His thrusts stayed deep but slowed down, angled to make Leon see stars every time. He held the smaller man close, barely any space between the two of them, kissing him breathless. Leon whimpered at the feeling of his neglected cock finally getting some friction caught between the two men's bodies.
"Leon fuck. I love you. I wish I didn't right now but fuck I love you."
Leon knew this already, they haven't said it in a long time but they used to. He loved Chris too, more than anyone else. He felt tears fall down his face, didn't know if they belonged to him, Chris, or the both of them.
"Chris - Chris I love you too. Love you so much!"
The older man kissed him again, kept up his deep slow thrusts. He found one of Leon's hands and held it in his own. He made love to him for the first time in a very long time.
Chris felt his pleasure growing, the edge getting closer as his rhythm started to falter. Leon was not far off himself, moaning and whimpering at every thrust and the delicious friction it caused. He could feel his balls start to tighten, could hear himself begging to come.
"Come for me baby, I'm here, come for me."
Leon cried out Chris' name as he came, come spurting against both of their stomach. Chris fucked him through it, each hit of his prostate making him yell and come more until finally he was left panting and sensitive.
He was so overwhelmed, each thrust both too much and so good. He could tell Chris was right there, balanced on the edge of coming.
"Come inside me, honey! Please I need you to fill me up!"
Grunting, Chris thrust deep inside Leon and came. His hips thrusting shallowly as he filled the younger man up. Leon could feel it, could feel how full he was, he tighten around Chris' length trying to keep it all inside him. At the feeling of tightness Chris' cock gave one last spurt of come before he collapsed, fully spent inside his lover.
They laid there together for a few minutes, breathing in the same air and holding each other until the stickiness got too much. Groaning, Chris pulled out his now soft cock and made a move to get up. Reaching out, Leon quickly pulled him in for a kiss. The larger man kissed back, deep and sensual but no longer hungry. Letting out a little laugh, Chris managed to pull back after a minute. "I'll be right back baby, someone needs to get us cleaned up." The bed dipped as the muscular man got up and made his way towards the bathroom, closing the door behind him.
Leon doesn't know how long he laid there until Chris came back but he found himself startled out of a doze at the feeling of a warm washcloth against his sensitive skin. Chris let out a little laugh as he finished cleaning up the younger man. At some point while Leon was definitely not napping, the older man had put on a pair of gray sweat pants.
"Okay baby, get up and take a shower."
Leon groaned, sore and tired, but he forced himself up and off the bed. He started to head to the bathroom when Chris reached out and grabbed him. Kissing him, Chris slid a hand into Leon's hair. He kissed him like his life depended on it before pulling away. "I love you, Leon." Leon looked at him. "I love you too, Chris."
Stepping away, Leon went into the en-suite to shower. "I'll be quick, Chris!" He yelled as he closed the door.
He was quick but not quick enough. The room was empty when he got out of the bathroom, towel wrapped low around his waist. His own stuff left neatly at the end of the bed but all of Chris' was gone. He sighed at the realization that he was left alone before grabbing his gym bag to get his clean clothes and get dressed.
Reaching over to the bedside table to grab his phone and keys, he noticed a note written on a hotel notepad.
Leon,
Had a flight to catch. I'll see you around.
Chris
Hours later once Chris is on his flight to wherever and Leon’s back at home looking at himself in the mirror, at each and every mark and scar that litter his body, he wishes that for once just one of them could be a reminder of Chris.