Page 33 of Havoc
“Don’t worry, baby. I’ll clean you up,” Remy responded, getting up. He would dispose of the condom and clean them both up before they returned to watching the movies Lawrence wanted to.
Remy got up after volunteering to get the door. He knew it was the pizza and breadsticks they’d ordered for dinner. They’d made it through the first several movies Lawrence wanted to watch and had now moved to the horror stage of the celebration, where they were starting it off withHalloween.
Remy took the pizza from the delivery person, paid for it, and tipped them before closing the door. He entered the kitchen, grabbed some paper towels and drinks, and took it all into the living room, where Lawrence made room on the coffee table, pushing his snacks to one side for Remy to set everything down.
They opened both pizza boxes and the breadsticks as they continued to watch the movie. Lawrence jumped as they ate and watched, and Remy refrained from chuckling a couple of times. He’d told Remy he’d seen the film several times. So, the fact that he was still jumping was a little hilarious.
After finishing most of the pizza and all the breadsticks, they placed all the slices in one of the boxes, and Remy took them into the kitchen. He put the pizza in the refrigerator and broke down the other boxes, placing them into the trash.
Lawrence shifted when he sat back on the couch, laying his head in Remy’s lap. He began to play with the short curls, running his fingers over them, scratching his scalp now and then. They were almost finished with the firstHalloweenmovie, and Remyknew Lawrence had the second one lined up. However, as the other man yawned, Remy wondered how many more he’d make it through.
Lawrence rolled over and wished he didn’t as the sun filtered through the window onto his face. He didn’t know what time it was but knew it was too early. He’d stayed up until after one before showering and getting into bed. He’d been drifting off when Remy climbed into bed half an hour later. They’d showered separately, and Lawrence was glad for that because he was too tired to play around in the shower.
Rolling back the other way, Lawrence slowly opened his eyes and met a sleeping Remy. Propping his head up on his hand, Lawrence looked him over. The serene look on his face told Lawrence he was having a peaceful sleep, but he was more focused on how attractive Remy looked in any state.
He glanced at the clock on the bedside table beside Remy and found that it was ten minutes after eight. He decided that if he was awake, his boyfriend should also be.
He slowly moved the comforter down Remy’s body and wasn’t surprised to find that he wasn’t wearing anything. Lawrence had come to learn that sleeping nude was how Remy preferred it.
Lawrence wasted no time moving down the bed as he leaned over and took Remy’s dick into his mouth. He was semi-erect, and he knew it was a growing morning wood.
He sucked him slowly, pulling up to just the tip before taking him entirely down again. He bobbed his head for several minutes and was beginning to think Remy wouldn’t wake up. Looking up, he found the other man staring down at him, biting his bottom lip, containing his moans.
Pulling off, he released his dick with a slight pop. “You don’t like it when I’m quiet. So, why do you get to be?” he questioned, taking Remy’s dick into his hand and stroking it.
Remy released his lower lip, moaning before responding, “I was enjoying watching you without you knowing.”
Lawrence swirled his tongue around the head of Remy’s dick. “Are you saying you don’t enjoy watching me when I know you are?”
Remy raised a brow at him. “No, I like looking at you either way.”
“Mm, then as you like to tell me…watch,” Lawrence said with a smirk before taking Remy down his throat.
Lawrence held him there, his lips against Remy’s hips. The other man rolled his hips as if to push deeper into Lawrence’s throat, but they both knew he wouldn’t get any deeper. Lawrence had taken every inch of him. He swallowed, causing Remy to moan before coming off his dick. Leaving only the head in his mouth, Lawrence flicked his tongue over his slit.
He licked up Remy’s shaft before taking his dick back into his mouth. Lawrence chose a steady rhythm, taking him down completely each time. He brought his hand up to massage Remy’s balls.
He released the saliva collecting in his mouth and allowed it to flow down Remy’s dick the next time he came up.
“Fuck, baby,” Remy moaned, and he began to move his hips in time with Lawrence’s movements.
Lawrence sucked his dick greedily, staking his claim on it without saying a word. Remy would never find someone else who pleasured him like he did, and he wanted him to know it. He was silently claiming ownership of not just Remy’s dick but the man himself.
He wasn’t sure how long he’d sucked his dick like a starving man. His saliva covered Remy’s dick, slipping down over his balls before the other man grabbed him by the short curls and pulled him off. Lawrence released him with a slight pop, looking up into desire-filled eyes.
“Let me get you ready,” Remy stated, sitting up, and Lawrence noticed the bottle of lube in his hand. He’d been so lost in sucking Remy’s dick that he hadn’t even seen him getting it from the bedside drawer.
“How do you want me?” Lawrence questioned, running his tongue over his bottom lip.
“Face down.”
Lawrence got on his hands and knees, leaning over and placing his face onto the pillow beside Remy. He only had to wait a few seconds before Remy was behind him, and he could hear the lube opening.
He moaned softly as Remy spread his cheeks, pouring some of the lube, then tracing his finger over Lawrence’s entrance before breaching it. He bit his lower lip as he felt the palm of Remy’s hand against his ass cheeks, his finger as deep inside of him as it would go.
Lawrence’s body adjusted to the intrusion of what he knew was Remy’s middle finger as he moved it in and out of him before adding a second one. He was fingering him open painfully slow, and he didn’t want slow. He wanted fast, hard.
“Fuck me,” he requested, and Remy scissored his fingers inside of him.
