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Jamie
His body was still buzzing, his nerves all still jittery. Even though he’d been in the band for coming close to a year now, Jamie still wasn’t used to the feeling of being up on that stage, being adored by everyone. Each time, it gave him a hit of something far more potent than any drug.
Lance was right there with him, and Jamie grinned over at his husband as they made their way into their hotel room, laughing and clinging to each other like they were drunk, though they weren’t. They’d barely hung out at the after-party for more than five minutes, long enough to make an appearance and that’s about it.
But they were drunk on their shared life, on their successful show, on each other. And that was far better, and far less lonely, than the drinking that Jamie had done on his own before.
Star was there to greet them with an inquisitive littlemew,and Jamie detangled himself from Lance just long enough to scoop her up. She was much bigger now—he realized—and still growing.
“Hey, sweetheart,” he murmured, as he cradled her in his arms, which she very nicely tolerated. But she really started to purr when Lance came over and scratched under her chin. Languorously, she stretched toward the touch, giving a lazy little yawn as she snuggled limply into Jamie’s arms, loving on Lance completely.
“Wow, she really knows who she belongs to,” Jamie observed, amused. The relationship there was completely adorable.
“Don’t worry, you don’t need to be jealous,” Lance said, with a wink. “I know who I belong to, and it’s not the cat.”
Jamie smirked a little, though he was touched by his husband’s words. But he played it off because he knew that Lance would know what the words meant to him anyway.
“You belong to the cat a little,” he accused, and Lance grinned at him but didn’t deny it.
For a while, Star was content to settle into Jamie’s arms and purr and doze, but she still had so much energy, more like a teenager cat than an adult still. Her slightly awkward body was soon twitching, and moments later, she jumped down out of Jamie’s arms and flounced away, her fluffy tail up high as she found a chair to curl up on instead.
Jamie laughed, watching her antics fondly. He knew that he wasn’t her favorite person in the world, that was Lance, but at least he was a close second. Lance’s arm went around his waist, and he was pulled tight against his husband, melting into him as he looked up into his impossibly handsome face.
“Hey,” he murmured, grinning at him, knowing that he looked silly but not even caring. He raised his head and brushed his lips gently, sweetly, over his husband’s, knowing that the sweetness couldn’t last but enjoying it while it did.
As predicted, it wasn’t long until the heat which was always lingering between them started to build, to spiral out of control. Jamie found himself pressing close to his husband, moaning as he was pulled flush against Lance, as Lance’s strong hands pushed down into his pants to grip his bare ass directly.
They both knew where this was going. Truthfully, they went there pretty often, and almost always after a show. After a show as amazing as that one, too, Jamie had known that it was inevitable, and one of the things he loved most about their marriage was just how ready they always both were to tumble into bed.
“I think I want you inside of me tonight,” Lance murmured to Jamie, his beautiful, husky voice deep and seductive. Jamie smirked at him, and there was no way he was going to turn the man down, of course.
“You got it,” Jamie murmured, then went back to slowly undressing Lance, revealing his beautiful body, bit by bit. But Lance put his hand over Jamie’s, stopping him, making Jamie glance up at him with some surprise.
“I mean now.”
Jamie arched an eyebrow at his husband, who was usually pretty interested in taking things slow, in holding back a little. Jamie was the same way, to be honest, but he could understand the urgency, too. So he acted on something like instinct, gripping Lance’s shoulders and pushing him against the wall, pressing up against him and grinding a little as he kissed him.
The clothes fell off quickly then, with neither of them attempting to hold back any longer. There didn’t seem to be any point, and clothing flew all over the place, both of them urgent, completely eager to get at each other’s bodies.
The powerful muscles of Lance’s shoulders flexed, and Jamie laughed as he was pushed away from the other man, as Lance took control and pressed him toward the bed. That was one thing about being with someone so much bigger than him. Lance could pretty much throw him around however he liked.
Well, it wasn’t like Jamie was complaining. If anything, he’d probably pinned Lance just to try to get this reaction, and he grinned as he was pushed down to the bed, their legs tangling together as they pressed their hips flush with each other, slippery erections grinding.
Jamie rolled, pushing Lance under him, and Lance cooperated fully, smirking up at him with those jade green eyes of his twinkling. Those strong, beautifully formed, long legs opened up for Jamie, who still couldn’t actually believe his luck.
“How did I end up with someone as beautiful as you?” Jamie wondered. He knew he wasn’t exactly ugly himself, but Lance could be a model, with that lovely, strong body and that handsome face.
“I was just thinking the same thing,” Lance purred, his eyes glinting with mischief as Jamie poured lube on his own fingers. They had been tested long ago and had both gotten a clean bill of health, and it was a relief not to have to worry about condoms.
Jamie was thorough, but he didn’t waste any time, slipping a finger inside of Lance. He spread the slippery lube because there was just no way either of them was going to be okay with waiting. They were both too desperate, needed each other far too much, to hold back.
One finger, then two, slipped inside that tight ass, stretching it open and making it nice and slick. Only when Jamie’s fingers were moving easily inside of Lance did he gaze up into his lover’s face, watching him closely, trying to judge if he was ready.
The sweet, full, pink lips were parted, his breathing rapid, and his hips rose and fell as Jamie brushed over his prostate. No, there couldn’t be any doubt about it. Lance was ready, and Jamie pressed a kiss to the head of that gorgeous cock as he started to lube up his own cock.
“For fuck’s sake, Jamie,now,” Lance demanded, and Jamie grinned a little bit. It wasn’t too often that he got to be the tease in this relationship. He hadn’t done it on purpose, but it was still pretty fun.
“Shh, baby. I’ve got you,” Jamie promised, and he finally eased on top of Lance, kissing him as he positioned himself at the slippery entrance to Lance’s hot, desperate body. He kissed his husband and then pushed inside of him, groaning as the tight channel closed around him, gripping him, embracing him. Pulling him deeper, so it seemed.
