“I will begrudgingly accept a Christmas gift,” said Allen. “But I’ll be grumpy about it.”
Jake didn’t seem phased; he just shrugged and moved on. “Alright. Can I also ask you to move in with me?”
That was one way to go from zero to a hundred.
“Why?” Allen asked, pouting as he looked over his shoulder at Jake’s frowning face. “What's wrong with my apartment?”
Jake made a point of looking around the tub, and how they were barely fitting.
“My place has a tub big enough for four people,” said Jake.
“So? We fit snugly.” Allen patted the edge of the tub, even though it was nothing to be proud of. “This is more intimate.”
“I have a hot tub,” said Jake. “And a theatre. And a library. And a bar. And?—”
“I’m not Belle from Beauty and the Beast!” Allen hissed. “You can’t just show me your library and expect me to go along with anything you say.”
Jake smirked, and Allen narrowed his eyes.
“Besides, if I move in with you, we’ll probably end up married before the new year.” Allen folded his arms, daring Jake to disagree.
“That’s the plan,” Jake muttered.
Ugh. Allen was done with his bath, and with the man holding onto him like he was a teddy bear. It was time for more sex because he couldn’t handle any more commitment today, or he was going to lose it.
“I can really fuck you while you’re sleeping?” Jake asked.
“As long as I don’t wake up with a ring stuck to my finger, then yes.”
Jake’s chuckle stirred the butterflies in Allen’s stomach, making his shaky legs feel even more jittery.
“That, I can’t promise,” said Jake. He turned his attention to Allen’s neck, peppering it with kisses.
Allen puffed out his cheeks and sighed, reluctantly accepting his fate.
9 /JAKE
The second Jake’seyes were open, he tightened his arms to make sure Allen was still sleeping in them, and grinned when a huffy breath answered the question. One look at his phone told him that he had been asleep for two hours, which wasn’t enough considering he kept waking up to have more sex, but it was plenty to function on.
Five orgasms was a weak number. Jake was so determined to break it that he had kept Allen up all night—and sometimes he didn’t bother waking him. He just put the slumbering man on his stomach and pushed into his pliant body, fucking him slowly until Allen gasped and spasmed around him, and they added another point to the record.
Nine now—they were at nine.
Jake figured Allen would eventually tell him to fuck off and leave him alone, but if anything, he encouraged it. But the soft pre-sunlight was creeping over the floorboards, and Jake knew he didn’t have much time left to get them to ten.
Ten was a solid number. It was also Jake’s jersey number, so he felt like it was meant to be; a poetic finish to their first night together.
Allen gave a muffled groan as he was put on his stomach and his legs were spread apart. It was getting bright enough to see all the bruises Jake had left, and the red friction burns on his ass and thighs painted a vivid display that showed proof of their vigorous activities.
He felt bad for putting his new boyfriend in such a state, but Allenhadassured him that he liked to be marked, so he had been forced to let go of his guilt and enjoy himself for once.
Jake’s large hands spanned the full curve of Allen’s firm, round ass, fingers digging in with a teasing grip as he kneaded the cheeks. Allen let out a low, needy whimper as Jake spread them wide, exposing the slick, swollen hole that his cum was still leaking out of.
He did his best to clean them every time they finished, but there was only so much he could do without waking Allen.
Not that it was easy to do because the guy slept like a damn log.
An idea suddenly popped into his head, and Jake pondered it for a moment while a grin slowly spread across his face. Reluctantly, he let go of Allen’s cute butt and left the room, heading to the front door where he had put his bag.