Page 64 of From Best To Bested

With Levi’s parole fast approaching, Roman didn’t worry about the year-and-a-half time difference; he didn’t dread thedays he’d have to stand alone. Levi had been preparing Roman for this since their last days at Marlow before the fire. Only Roman hadn’t noticed it then. He’d only actually noticed it a few days ago if he were being true with himself. And he was. He’d learned to be honest with himself and his feelings and his thoughts and his desires.

Most of all, he wanted to be honest about those things with Levi.

“Hey, hey,” Levi said when Roman returned to their room. “I made a schedule for when would be good for visits, but like, then I realized that only took meetings with my PO into account. I forgot I actually have to work and stuff. I’m thinking we need more calls set up just in case.”

Roman plopped onto the bed next to Levi with such force, Levi bounced a little. When Levi gained his bearings, his glasses were askew just a hair. Roman leaned in to adjust them and went a bit further for a kiss. Levi didn’t speak, he didn’t move, he just savored the taste of Roman’s lips while Roman worked his tongue into Levi’s mouth.

“I think someone is gonna miss me and the cuddles.” Levi rocked away and then shoulder-bumped Roman.

It was something the pair had fallen into naturally over the years, something Roman wanted to be absolutely certain about before pursuing, something he desperately wanted to take a step further before Levi left.

“I’m ready,” Roman said, which left Levi slack-jawed.

Roman knew Levi never expected those words. After everything that happened, after how Roman kept shutting down, after how Roman would advance and make moves and then ignore Levi for weeks at a time. Roman didn’t expect Levi to believe him, to understand, but Roman had to try.

“Are you absolutely sure?”

“Yes.” Roman kissed Levi. It was passionate and beautiful, and Roman straddled Levi in the process, letting the two become entwined by their lips, tongues, and bodies. Roman wanted to feel all of Levi.

“It’s just…you need to know I’m not pressuring you for something,” Levi interrupted the kissing, trying to speak as Roman continued planting his lips over Levi. “And like, maybe you think, ‘Levi’s leaving, I better hop on his dick,’ but, like, so not the case.”

Roman slapped his hands over the sides of Levi’s face and locked their eyes on each other. “You talk way too much.”

“I just don’t want you regretting choices or making choices or choosing to—”

Before Levi could speak more, before he could politely protest since he’d experienced Roman teeter at this stage before, Roman slipped off the bed. He jerked Levi’s pants down to his knees as he moved. By the time Roman had positioned himself on the floor, Levi’s dick had flopped out, fully erect, and he froze at the sight.

“You don’t have to do anything,” Levi wheezed, biting back his arousal. Roman could taste the heat of his desire. “I’m fine. Kissing is fucking epic. Or cuddling. Or just chilling. Literally zero expecta—”

“Shut the fuck up, dude.” Roman mashed his lips against Levi’s, stealing his voice and some of the fiery desire in his lungs.

Roman hadn’t meant to pause so long, to stall, but Levi was bigger than he realized and ready to go almost immediately. Not as long as Ezra but thicker and closer to Roman’s length. He just needed a few seconds to collect himself. He just needed a few more kisses to get there. He just needed to know he really, really wanted this.

And when a wispy moan of excitement escaped Levi’s lips as Roman’s leg brushed Levi’s cock, Roman knew he needed this. He knew he wanted Levi in every way possible.

Without second-guessing, Roman kissed a trail down Levi’s chest and wrapped his lips around the head of Levi’s cock. With a hand to stroke and lube and help Roman adjust, he bobbed up and down until he swallowed the length of Levi.

It’d been so long since Roman had held another man’s cock in his mouth, he’d forgotten the work involved, the strain on his jaw, the difficulty it took to breathe in, but when Levi noticed the struggle in Roman’s efforts and went to pull Roman back, it only further encouraged him. Roman wrapped his hands over Levi’s and leveraged the grip to instruct his partner to push down. Levi obeyed, and Roman took in the entirety of Levi, holding him in his mouth while his hands caressed Levi’s abdomen.

Levi bucked, and Roman steadied himself, bracing and encouraging a faster pace. He wanted this. He wanted Levi. Every groan and growl satisfied Roman. Every time Levi begged without words, it drove Roman further. Every time Levi held himself back, stifling a primal need that consumed Roman in equal measure, it made Roman work harder at pleasing Levi.

Finally, unable to stop himself, Roman sprang up and kissed Levi again, pulling his own pants down off his hips and sitting on Levi’s cock.

“Wait, wait, wait.” Levi tried to push Roman off him while simultaneously trying to push into him.

“I want this.” Roman could barely breathe between kisses, trying to adjust Levi’s cock, and take it into him. “I want you. I want us. I—”

“I want lube.” Levi snickered between kisses, rolling on his side and dropping Roman on the bed before scrambling through his bags to find the small packets he’d gotten when visiting the clinic in what Roman thought seemed a million years ago.

By the time Levi had returned, Roman had properly stripped off his clothes and went to work fully undressing Levi before shoving him back onto the bed in an attempt to straddle him.

“Not so fast.” Levi grabbed Roman’s waist, lifting him off like a small doll and dropping him beside him. “Roll over.”

Roman gulped. He wanted this. He wanted every part of this. But he didn’t want to be beneath Levi, didn’t want the weight of his body, the complete surrender. Roman worried he’d never be ready for such things, but he didn’t want to stop because of misplaced anxiety, so he obediently rolled onto his stomach and hoped the nervous flutter stopped.

“Before we do anything involving penetration, I wanna get you comfortable.” Levi gently kissed the small of Roman’s back, again and again, as he palmed Roman’s cheeks. “Is that okay with you?”

Roman nodded.

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