Jason gasps, then lets out a soft noise almost like a whimper as Peter slides his trembling fingers down his side and over his middle. He finds himself leaning into that touch, craving it as much as he craves the rest of Peter, in that moment. And then Peter's whole arm steadies around him, holding and grounding him like an anchor. Each kiss on his neck, leading up to his jaw, makes Jason shiver harder, more moans and whines spilling from his lips. "Fuck. Fuck. Peter," Jason moans, fingers digging further into the sheets. The combination of teeth against his ear and Peter fulling filling him further unravels Jason. His hips jerk forward at the pressure, and he can't contain the volume nor the length of the moans falling from his own mouth. He feels Peter, too. He can tell from the gasp what all of this is doing to him, and the thought only ignites his own desire to a fervent degree.
Jason's breath catches as Peter runs his hand down his arm, all the way to lock their hands together. He cries out a bit when they almost tumble, the sound changing into laughter when they don't. Peter inside of him and Peter holding him make Jason dizzy - with love, with longing, with the same, yearning intensity as when they first locked eyes all those years ago. The world shrinks to just the two of them, and Jason finds himself overwhelmed in the best possible way as he shivers and leans in to all of Peter's wonderful ministrations. And then Peter pulls back, leans back in, and back out again. "Peter," Jason moans, thrilling in the way his thrusts run right through him, even as he has to fight to not fall to his elbows.
Jason nods at Peter's gentle request; always so gentle. He remembers the first time they'd made love like this, with Peter taking charge. Jason had trembled the entire time; he'd cried, too. Peter, gentle, sweet, Peter, had held his hand and had kissed him so softly. So reverently. He'd made Jason feel like he was floating and sinking into a hot bath all at once.
It's the same he feels now, as Peter helps to bring Jason up against his chest. Jason lets out more tiny whimpers, letting his head fall back against Peter's shoulder and savoring the fevered contact between their skin. The groan sends tremors throughout Jason, and he replies with a similarly obscene groan of his own as they kiss. Peter rolls his hips into him, and Jason moves with him. "Yes, yes, Peter. Yes," he hisses in between kisses, bringing his free hand up to find purchase in Peter's hair.
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Jason's breath catches as Peter runs his hand down his arm, all the way to lock their hands together. He cries out a bit when they almost tumble, the sound changing into laughter when they don't. Peter inside of him and Peter holding him make Jason dizzy - with love, with longing, with the same, yearning intensity as when they first locked eyes all those years ago. The world shrinks to just the two of them, and Jason finds himself overwhelmed in the best possible way as he shivers and leans in to all of Peter's wonderful ministrations. And then Peter pulls back, leans back in, and back out again. "Peter," Jason moans, thrilling in the way his thrusts run right through him, even as he has to fight to not fall to his elbows.
Jason nods at Peter's gentle request; always so gentle. He remembers the first time they'd made love like this, with Peter taking charge. Jason had trembled the entire time; he'd cried, too. Peter, gentle, sweet, Peter, had held his hand and had kissed him so softly. So reverently. He'd made Jason feel like he was floating and sinking into a hot bath all at once.
It's the same he feels now, as Peter helps to bring Jason up against his chest. Jason lets out more tiny whimpers, letting his head fall back against Peter's shoulder and savoring the fevered contact between their skin. The groan sends tremors throughout Jason, and he replies with a similarly obscene groan of his own as they kiss. Peter rolls his hips into him, and Jason moves with him. "Yes, yes, Peter. Yes," he hisses in between kisses, bringing his free hand up to find purchase in Peter's hair.