JJ was happy that Rennie was released from his suicide watch at that damned youth clinic. He wanted to pick Rennie up, but he was already home. He blushed when Rennie joked about sexual stuff. Sweet jesus, am I supposed to expect a casual day of hanging out or is he going to handcuff me to the bed or something? JJ arrives at his boyfriend’s Rennie’s house. Bracing himself for whatever Rennie has planned for him, he knocks on the door. I really wonder if he actually has handcuffs, tape, and a blindfold. No, bad JJ!

Rennie opened the door, looking smug as usual. He was wearing a black Bring Me The Horizon t-shirt and some faded jeans. Rennie laid eyes on JJ and forced a wry grin; the meds had constantly feeling either sluggish or horny, and as bad as it made him feel afterward, he knew that JJ would always be willing to take care of the latter of the two. Plus, he wouldn’t mind just hanging out with JJ; watching movies the way they did before. He was in dire need of some company. Finally, before stepping away from the door, Rennie fished into his back pocket and pulled out a pair of fuzzy handcuffs, dangling them in front of JJ with a smirk; he didn’t really intend on using them, but at least wanted to show JJ that he had them.

JJ was happy to see that Rennie seemed ok. He likes the shirt Rennie’s wearing but doesn’t recognize what the reference is. “Er that a band you like or something?” he asks, pointing at the shirt. JJ then turns extremely red when he sees the handcuffs in Rennie’s hand. Jesus Christ he wasn’t kidding. “Er s-so what did you want to do today?” JJ tries to will his blush, and his growing erection, down.

Just the look on JJ’s face once he caught sight of the handcuffs was extremely entertaining, and Rennie stepped aside to allow JJ passage into the house before shutting the door behind him, then moving to lean back on it, one hand in his pocket, the other still holding the cuffs. “Yeah, it’s a band; Bring Me The Horizon.” Making a face, Rennie shrugged a shoulder rather nonchalantly, “Took my medicine and played with my cats. You?” He quirked an eyebrow at the other boy; he could tell that he was flustered and all Rennie could do was smirk.

“Woke up, fed the pets, got ready, and walked over here. I’m not exactly a social butterfly,” JJ says with a chuckle. “What genre of music are they? We should listen to them some time.” He sees the handcuffs dangling from Rennie’s hands. “Unless you’re planning on testing those out or something,” JJ says nervously with maybe the tiniest hint of flirtation. He awkwardly stands there, not sure of what Rennie wanted to do with him. Or to him.

Swinging the handcuffs almost tauntingly on his finger, Rennie shrugged a shoulder at JJ, “They’re kind of.. scream-o, alternative stuff. I dunno if you’d like them, but we can always try.” With that, he slipped across the room to his rack of CDs, casually sliding a finger down them before withdrawing one. Rennie held it up, as if to show JJ that he had it, then put it in the CD player before pressing start. The songs were quiet, but Rennie didn’t bother to turn it up. Then, he said, “I haven’t actually used them yet,” he looked to the cuffs in his hand, “the handcuffs. I bought them but I haven’t used them.” He could sense JJ’s subtle willingness to try this, but Rennie wasn’t sure if he wanted to; he’d feel bad if he just invited JJ over and fucked him. Although, Bring Me The Horizon would be a nice band to fuck to.

Rennie puts one of Bring Me The Horizon’s CD’s in his player. JJ could tell they were a little like some metal bands he’s heard: screaming lyrics he could barely understand and heavy guitar and drums. “Hmm, not bad,” he says with an approving smile. JJ sits on the couch, still a bit unsure of what he’s supposed to be doing. He quirks an eyebrow at Rennie. “So what, saving them for a rainy day?” he says teasingly, referring the handcuffs.

First following JJ with his eyes, Rennie couldn’t help but rather shamelessly check out the other boy’s ass in his jeans; whatever Maxxie had done to him, Rennie was okay with it. Rennie then sat on the couch across from JJ, shifting to lean his back against the arm. “Something like that,” he said, tossing the handcuffs onto the coffee table, “more like someone who was willing to use them.” Making a face, Rennie moved to get a better look at JJ; he ran a hand through his hair, then forced a grin at the other boy, “How are you, then?” he asked, gently pulling on his collar to readjust the t-shirt. As he did so, Rennie exposed two of the few marks JJ had left on him the previous day, having forgotten they were there.

JJ almost hates Rennie for keeping the handcuffs in plain sight. Teasing bastard. JJ reaches for the remote but nearly drops it when Rennie mentions finding a person willing to use the handcuffs. “W-well for the record, I’m not opposed to the idea,” he attempts to say casually. But JJ’s face is too red for that to be successful, plus that annoying hard-on he’s been trying to prevent from happening. He turns on the TV, apparently on some vampire show or movie…in Portuguese? “I’ve been ok, it’s you I want to know about. Feeling ok?” JJ gives Rennie a hug, noticing the hickies he created the other day. Down JJ, you love him for more than sex. Quit acting like a…well technically 19 is still in the realm of horny teenage-dom.

Rennie looked at the vampire movie; there was truly no point in turning it on when they were listening to music, but he figured JJ was just trying to distract himself from the hardcore boner that had made itself obvious by now. Using his eyes, Rennie gestured to the bulge in JJ’s pants, smirking, “Are you offering?” he teased. JJ hugged him, and Rennie made a face as if the affection was peculiar to him; he inhaled JJ’s scent while he could, then looked back to JJ. “I’m great,” he lied, “The meds they gave me are helping a lot. I feel a lot better.”

Oh Christ, he noticed. JJ knew he couldn’t distract himself by music alone, but Rennie noticed his “predicament.” He nervously licks his lips, “I s-suppose I am.” He enjoys hugging Rennie. He smells really good. But it’s hard to tell what he’s wearing as opposed to his natural pheromones. JJ knits his brows, Rennie didn’t sound completely truthful when he said he was fine. “You sure? You can tell me if you’re not. I won’t judge, remember?” He looks in Rennie’s eyes, wondering if Rennie will tell him one of those secrets that fall under the category of “only JJ will understand.”

Rennie lightly reached out to hook his fingers into the loops of JJ’s jeans, tugging the boy into his lap. Feeling JJ’s erection pressing through his jeans and against Rennie was a bit exhilarating, actually causing a him to get a bit hard himself. “Yes or no, Jay,” said almost teasingly, reaching across the table to grab the handcuffs, “yes or no.” Truly, Rennie enjoyed teasing JJ; he loved how he could make the boy squirm and want him, but if Rennie pushed him just far enough JJ would snap and dominate. The uncertainty of JJ’s dominance was quite exciting for him. Rennie knit his eyebrows, then shrugged a shoulder. “I’m over it,” he said blankly, rather surprised with his own acting, “I mean, it’s not going to get better for awhile, but at least right now my.. you know, my head is okay.”

JJ feels so turned on by Rennie pulling him into his lap. Rennie asks him point-blank about the handcuffs. JJ melts under the pressure. “Yes,” he breathes out. JJ pulls Rennie in for a kiss, wrapping his arms around his neck. The kisses become more heated, causing JJ to grind into Rennie’s lap. When they break the kiss, JJ begs Rennie. “P-please Ren, d-dominate me. “

As JJ begged Rennie, he felt himself nearly loose control. Using one hand, Rennie began to undo JJ’s belt before slowly pulling it off. Unfortunately, Rennie wasn’t really in a place where he could handcuff JJ to anything, so instead, Rennie smirked a bit at JJ before lifting the boy off of him. Not breaking eye contact with JJ, Rennie offered him a lust-filled stare as he slipped out of his t-shirt, tossing it carelessly ont he floor. Teasingly, Rennie twirled the handcuffs on his finger again and held JJ’s belt in his other hand as he slowly, tauntingly backed up toward the stairs, then turned to trail up to the bedroom. Once there, Rennie waited patiently for JJ to follow.

Rennie takes off JJ’s belt and then lifts JJ off of him. He was a little annoyed, but then he realizes the handcuffs are useless on a couch. Rennie takes off his shirt and leads JJ to his bedroom. Wow, I’ve never been in his room before. And this will be the first normal place we’ve had sex, odd. When he catches up, JJ brings Rennie in for a heated kiss, slipping him his tongue. He eagerly waits for Rennie to bring him in the bedroom.

Gently tugging JJ into the bedroom, Rennie smirked and returned the kiss fully, sucking seductively on the other boy’s tongue as he moved a hand to grope JJ through his jeans. Rennie rubbed his hand against the other boy’s erection with a smirk, then shifted to press him playfully onto the bed. He slid the hand that was previously on JJ’s length up his shirt before peeling it off the boy. Then, Rennie shifted and grabbed both JJ’s wrists; he linked the handcuffs around the bedpost before hooking them to JJ’s wrists, attaching both his hands to the bed. With a smirk, he placed gentle, teasing, and seductive kisses along the boy’s chest, trailing lower and lower.

Rennie sucking on JJ’s tongue has him weak in the knees. He couldn’t hold back a moan when they broke their kiss since Rennie was rubbing his erection through his jeans. JJ feels his back hit the mattress, making his heart skip a beat. Holy fuck, I’m in his bed. Rennie takes off JJ’s shirt and handcuffs his wrists to the bed. He grew harder at this. The idea of him being handcuffed was both arousing and scary. “R-ren…nrghh…” JJ groans helplessly while Rennie leaves a trail of kisses leading further and further down his torso. When Rennie reaches down to his bulge, JJ desperately twitches. “F-fuck me R-ren,” he begs through pants.

He watched JJ squirm, attempting to get closer to him, and all Rennie did was slowly slide his hands down the warm skin of JJ’s sides. He pressed the kisses down to his stomach, then to the waistline of his jeans. “Hm, I don’t think I want to fuck you just yet,” Rennie whispered against his skin. Carefully, Rennie unbuttoned JJ’s pants. He kissed the top of JJ’s erection through his underwear before tugging down both the pants and the underwear. Placing his hands on JJ’s hips, Rennie lowered his head to take JJ into his mouth, swirling his tongue along the other boy’s length.

JJ nearly hyperventilates from the pleasure Rennie is giving him. But when Rennie proceeds to give him a blowjob, he feels like he could just die happy. “H-holy fuck R-ren!” It’s a pleasure JJ isn’t familiar with…well let’s rephrase that. He’s never had a completed blowjob before. And once again, Rennie proves to be a sex god in bed. JJ unconsciously bucks into Rennie’s mouth. “R-r-ren!” He isn’t sure if it’s the handcuffs making everything feel better or just the fact something relatively new is being done to him, but he doesn’t want the pleasure to end. JJ moans loudly, not caring if all of Bristol could hear him.

Rennie was particularly enjoying himself until he lots his grip on JJ’s hips and the boy bucked upward, nearly gagging him. With a displeased grunt, Rennie reached up to shove the boys hips back down onto the bed, bobbing his head up and down as he continued to suck on JJ. From this reaction, Rennie couldn’t bring himself not to ask; he teasingly released JJ’s length from his mouth before trailing his tongue along the other boy’s shaft, questioning him, “You ever gotten a blow job before?” Rennie figured he already knew the answer from the other’s reaction to his tongue on him, but he still figured he might as well ask. Although, Rennie was well aware of his capability in the field; he’d given plenty before, so he knew he was better than most at it.

JJ feels embarrassed, both at his overly enthusiastic reaction and the fact he practically jammed his cock down Rennie’s throat. “S-sorry.” Rennie asks JJ about ever getting a blowjob before in between pleasuring. “W-well yes and no,” he says through moans. “Never a complete one, just enough as a prelude to sex. L-lara wasn’t a b-big fan.” Rennie’s tongue on him was driving him nuts. “S-so I don’t know what the proper protocol is for w-when I get close.” JJ hopes Rennie understands what he means. He’d probably die of embarrassment trying to ask where he’s supposed to come on/in. He tries his best not to buck when he feels Rennie licking his head, but he can’t help trembling at the feeling. “R-ren!” he nearly screams out.

Rennie chuckled, still finding JJ’s lack of sexual experience rather adorable. “Well Lara missed out.” He looked up at the boy with a smirk, then told him simply, “You just cum. Usually I spit it out afterwards but I can swallow it if you want.” Rennie slowly took the tip of JJ’s penis into his mouth, teasing him slowly with his tongue before pulling away to mutter, “So what’ll it be?” Using his hands to still hold down JJ’s hips, mostly so he didn’t get JJ’s dick shoved down his throat again, Rennie began to move down a bit lower on JJ, grazing his teeth along the sensitive skin of the boy’s length; knowing that JJ had never gotten a full blow job before, Rennie figured it was only a matter of time. He also realized that he would still have a hard-on afterwards, which had become somewhat obnoxious, and he expected something to be done about it.

“D-don’t feel obligated to swallow if you d-don’t want to,” JJ barely manages to answer. Rennie grazing his teeth on his penis felt electric. “J-jesus R-ren….close….I’m so close!” JJ wishes he’d be able to persuade Ren physically, but his hands were useless to him. Rennie was still painfully, slowly teasing him. “Please Ren, please!” JJ screams, begging for release.

Being far too preoccupied by JJ, Rennie eventually decided he would just swallow. Besides, every guy that he had given a blow job to in the past that he’d swallowed for had found it incredibly hot or whatever, so maybe JJ would be pleasantly surprised. He could feel JJ squirming beneath him, and Rennie simply grinned; JJ’s pleas were rather entertaining, so finally Rennie took the entire boy in his mouth, sliding his tongue along JJ with expertise. The sound of JJ’s moans were turning him on so badly, though, and he wouldn’t have minded seeing JJ take the reigns on this one, but at the same time, Rennie wasn’t sure if he was keen to give up his dominance yet. Oh well, he thought, bobbing his head up and down once again, sliding his lips from the tip to the base quickly, we’ll see.

JJ feels like he’s on fire at this point. Seeing Rennie take all of him in was nearly too much to take. Rennie’s mouth and tongue move at a feverish pace. JJ couldn’t take it anymore. “Ren, Ren, REN!” He explodes in Rennie’s mouth. His climaxes with Rennie become increasingly wonderful the longer they have sex together; climaxes full of white hot pleasure. JJ falls back in a sweaty heap. “Ren…” he whispers, wondering what’s going to happen next.

As decided, Rennie swallowed the liquid shot into his mouth, and once JJ lay back down, Rennie sat up and rather carelessly wiped anything excess off his mouth. With a wry grin, he looked at JJ; he was sweaty and exhausted-looking, but Rennie still had a full boner and he wasn’t about to take care of it himself, not to mention that he still had his pants on. Crawling up to JJ, he placed small, seductive kisses along his sweaty body, stopping to nibble on his earlobe gently. “You look so sexy in those handcuffs,” he whispered to the other boy before sliding his arms around and unhooking them. Rennie then looked at JJ, guiding the other boy’s eyes down to his own erection, now showing through his jeans, before placing the handcuffs on the nightstand next to the bed, assuming JJ wouldn’t be using them. “Your turn,” Rennie told the boy almost demandingly, pulling that same expectant look.

JJ moans when Rennie kisses him and nibbles on his earlobes. Rennie undoes the cuffs. JJ feels the blood rush back to his sore wrists, now grateful that he had his hands and arms free. But he was really exhausted from coming, so he needs to think of a way to please Rennie in his low-energy state. The only thing he could think of was the thing he least wanted to do. JJ decides to swallow his pride, to pardon the pun. He gets up and leaves a trail of kisses down Rennie’s body, starting at his jaw. He slowly goes down until he reaches Rennie’s jeans. He undoes them, helping Rennie wriggle out of them. He does the same for Rennie’s boxers. He shoots Rennie a look, kind of an “I’m new at this so don’t expect a lot out of me” look. He blushes, tentatively taking Rennie’s head in his mouth. He attempts to replicate what Rennie did for him, bobbing up and down while swirling his tongue. Though inside, JJ feels like he’s dying of embarrassment. This is probably going to be bad, I just know it.

Rennie seemed slightly surprised that JJ was actually going to go for it. Despite being generally caught up in both how horny he was and how good the kisses felt on his body, Rennie couldn’t help but notice all the things that JJ appeared to be trying with him. As if JJ had ever had a dick in his mouth before, yeah right. While it wasn’t the best blow job he’d ever received, it was certainly the most.. meaningful. Rennie used his hand to grip onto JJ’s hair, tugging him almost roughly in whichever direction he wanted the boy to go. He forced his own hips down by will power, not wanting to gag JJ. It wasn’t long before Rennie came, hoping that JJ wouldn’t be too completely shocked by this. He grabbed onto JJ’s hair even more tightly, lolling his head back and letting out a harsh breath, “Oh, oh.. fuck, JJ, yes…” Finally, his fingers untangled themselves from JJ’s hair and Rennie rather smugly shifted to pull his underwear back on, waiting for JJ to recover from quite the experience.

JJ was thankful that Rennie was going fairly easy on him. He likes the feeling of Rennie’s hand on his head. He could feel Rennie was about to come. Bracing himself, he manages to swallow Rennie’s essence. They part, allowing JJ to wipe his face. Lying back down on the bed, he stares at Rennie. He dares to ask, “Er was that…good?” He hopes it was good enough, for a first time anyway. He chuckles, “So have now that we’ve gotten that out of our systems, do we go back and listen to music like good boys or…?” He leaves the question hanging, not sure if Rennie wanted to continue the sexcapades.

JJ was obviously unsure about his performance, and when he actually managed to swallow, Rennie was pleasantly surprise. So, in response, Rennie simply shifted, crawling over to JJ and planting a long, sweet kiss on his lips. Once the initial shock of great sex was over, Rennie realized just how sweet it was for JJ to have tried all those things with him. As a response, Rennie moved to gently slide into JJ’s lap; he straddled the boy’s hips, but not in a sexual way; more so in an attempt to get as close to him as possible. Rennie wrapped his arms around JJ’s neck and hugged their bodies together, burying his face in the other boy’s neck; he smelled like cologne and sweat, and Rennie rather enjoyed that scent.

Rennie kisses JJ, so he takes that as a sign he did pretty well. He happily returns. When they break the kiss, Rennie straddles him. JJ is surprised that Rennie hugs him instead of ravishing him. The two boys bury their faces in each other’s necks, enjoying their respective scents. Rennie smells like something manly (deodorant or cologne or something), a little bit of sweat, and something almost sweet. JJ thought it might be kiwi, but maybe it was just his natural pheromones. JJ’s heart flutters. “I love you Ren.” Will he say it back for once? Please Rennie say it back.

Rennie shifted closer to JJ, nuzzling into the other boy’s neck. He felt safe in JJ’s arms; like for once he could do stupid things like cling to him the way that he was and JJ wouldn’t find it peculiar at all. Then, JJ said it: love. The word scared Rennie now; he wasn’t sure if he could feel it, and a part of him told himself that JJ wasn’t even telling the truth. “I.. love you too, JJ,” he said honestly; he’d loved JJ before, so why wouldn’t he now? He shifted to look into JJ’s eyes with a hopeful expression as he requested, “But let’s not say that word anymore, okay?” I can’t handle it anymore. Love. I need to pretend it doesn’t exist for awhile.

JJ feels so secure in this moment, holding Rennie while he nuzzled his neck. His heart feels like it’s about to burst when Rennie says, “I love you too JJ.” He couldn’t hide his joy, grabbing Rennie in for a thankful kiss. When they broke apart, Rennie made a peculiar request. Why does the word ‘love’ frighten him so much? “Ok?” JJ says in a puzzled tone. “Then what would be an appropriate substitute for expressing it?”

JJ pulled Rennie in to kiss him once more, and Rennie returned this gratefully; he shifted to gently push JJ down on the bed, getting comfortable as he laid on top of the other boy, now cozy. He began to trace little shapes on JJ’s chest with the tip of his finger, listening to the comforting combination of his breathing and heart beat. It slightly worried Rennie that JJ didn’t seem so comfortable with avoiding that certain word, but Rennie appeared to have grown a instinctively negative reaction to it. “Just… uhm, I don’t know…” Rennie trailed off thoughtfully, then shifted, gently pressing his lips to JJ’s forehead. He returned to his initial position, waiting a couple moments before stating simply, “That.”

Rennie laid JJ down on the bed, and then lay on his chest. JJ happily sighs, “This feels so nice, doesn’t it?” He giggles when Rennie lazily drew shapes on his chest. Rennie answers JJ’s question about how to otherwise show love without saying it by kissing his forehead. He smiles. It wasn’t quite the same, but it worked. “You too,” he says, kissing the top of Rennie’s head between each word. “I figure we should go back downstairs, but I really don’t want to get out of this bed. What do you think?”

Rennie really did want to tell JJ that it reminded him a lot of how him and Caleb used to go to sleep at night. He wanted to say that Caleb had the most calming heartbeat in the world, and that always left him without nightmares. But, he couldn’t bring himself to. He didn’t even want to say the name. So, Rennie lied, rather simply, hoping JJ wouldn’t catch on, “Yeah.” The kisses JJ planted on the top of his head brought a small grin to his face, and Rennie briefly admired him for wanting to kiss his sweaty hair. Shifting, Rennie protested blatantly, “I’m comfortable and I prefer you without pants on anyway.” The second half was (partly) a joke, although he was quite good a keeping a straight face. Rennie hadn’t had the chance to just lay with someone for awhile, and he’d forgotten how much he missed the feeling.

JJ feels this vibe from Rennie, something like I missed this or please don’t leave me. He cradles Rennie protectively to his chest. “I’ll stay with you as long as you need me. And maybe sometimes when you don’t even want me around. Because I….care about you a lot Ren. Probably more than anyone I’ve ever had feelings for.” JJ hopes Rennie catches the dancing around saying “I love you” again, hopefully using phrases more towards his liking. Rennie jokes around, saying he prefers JJ without pants on. “Cheeky little bastard,” he chuckles. But he gets back to being serious because there’s a question he’s always wanted to ask Rennie. “Ren, when we first met, what did you think of me?”

The amount of reassurance that JJ is giving off nearly makes Rennie want to cry. He’d never felt so protected in his life, and it was an odd sensation in his heart. Turning his head, Rennie kissed JJ’s chest gently, multiple times. He then pressed his forehead to the warm skin, trying to hold back the tears before he looked up so JJ wouldn’t get concerned or anything and he’d be forced to make and an ass of himself. Swallowing dryly, Rennie told JJ in a frightened voice, “That’s not good, JJ, that you care about me so much. I’m not a good person to care about. I don’t know how to care back.” The words stung his throat, like vomit, and Rennie hated to let JJ down the way he did. But he knew that he wasn’t the only one with problems, but somehow, no matter if he cared or not, Rennie couldn’t even offer support. Smiling wryly, Rennie shifted before thinking the question over. “Well, when you walked up to me, I thought you were cute, but I suppose that’s a physical judgement,” he said honestly, then finally went on, “then, you seemed interesting to me. I liked the way you talked and I just wanted to listen to you say things. I wanted to talk to you all day. I liked that you weren’t like everyone else; that you were kind of weird, but not a bad weird. I felt like… I was looking at the closest thing I’d ever have to someone who was as afraid of being them self as me.” He reached out to take JJ’s hand in his own, intertwining their fingers, “I wanted to be with you for the rest of my life when we first met. And by that I mean I just wanted to be there to watch you do things that people were too stupid to see you could do; just watch you prove that being different isn’t a disadvantage— that you could do it better than anyone.”

Rennie kisses JJ’s chest and then presses his face into his warm skin. JJ figures it’s his way of saying “thank you.” Rennie again warns JJ about loving him. “Then show me you care in the ways you can show it. Like now, I figure this moment means you care. So I wholeheartedly accept your affection.” He kisses Rennie’s head again.

Rennie answers JJ’s question in a surprisingly deeply honest way. JJ takes it all in. And the words hit him harder than he expects. All his life, JJ wanted people to say something like what Rennie tells him. But no, he had never received it before. His father sat behind a bloody paper, his mother poured over medical journals, the psychiatrist just told him “don’t worry,” and his peers ridiculed him. Rennie holds his hand while continuing his sweet words. JJ hugs Rennie tightly. He feels tears slip down his face and he sniffles a bit. “R-ren…nobody’s ever told me those things before. I’ve always wanted someone to love me, to believe in me. Even the people I love don’t tell me these things. S-so thank you Rennie. I n-needed that more than you think.” He pulls away and looks in Rennie’s eyes. “D-don’t you see Ren? What you said is caring.” JJ kisses Rennie, hoping he conveys all of his feelings in the kiss: sadness, relief, and love.

When JJ began to cry, Rennie feared that he’d said something wrong. Did he want the truth, or some sugar-coated, cliche lie? Suddenly, JJ hugged him and whisper to him that the words meant everything to him, and Rennie felt relief wash over his heart; he didn’t want to hurt JJ. “It’s the truth,” Rennie said with a careless shrug, as if the words were no big deal; but obviously, to JJ, they meant the world. JJ fixed his eyes on Rennie’s, and at first Rennie hesitated to return the gaze, but ultimately found it easier than he anticipated. JJ didn’t try to read him like everyone else; he didn’t dissect everything Rennie said and try to come to a conclusion so he could decide how to act. They were always just themselves, no matter what. He returns the kiss wholeheartedly, smiling gently against JJ’s lips. “Well, then I care about you a lot, JJ,” he said, leaning in to place a loving kiss on JJ’s jawline.

Rennie kisses JJ’s jawline, making him smile. He figures it would only be kind to return the earlier favor and mention what he thought of Rennie when they first met. “Well for me, I felt drawn to you. Like, ‘Oh he’s interesting, go talk to him.’ And when you asked me if I was ok, I felt this complete urge to tell you all my secrets. It was similar to when I first met Cook, yet it felt different. Like I knew you’d understand. I probably told you more than I ever told anyone in a first meeting and you just let me ramble with no problems, no preconceived notions.” JJ nearly has to bite his tongue to stop himself from saying “I love you,” so he kisses Rennie again. He heart is beating like crazy; he’s never had such a deep connection to anyone before. He wants Rennie to be his for the rest of his life.

“It’s good to know that there’s someone you can tell everything to, you know?” Rennie mused slightly to himself, pressing his ear to listen to the sound of JJ’s heartbeat once more, enjoying the warm skin against the side of his face. “So.. no matter what, you and I will always have each other okay? I don’t care if you break my heart or anything like that, you’ll still have me.” He needed someone that would promise to never leave him; someone that would understand every mistake he makes as a mistake and help him grow from it. He wanted to hold someone’s hand when they were upset for once; tell them it would be okay and help them grow. Placing several gentle kisses to JJ’s lips, Rennie smiled wryly, finishing his statement, “I promise, JJ; you’ll always have me.”

“I’d never break your heart. Not intentionally, anyways. And I’ll definitely never leave you. Even if you broke mine again, I just can’t stay away from you.” After many sweet kisses, JJ says, “And you’ll always have me. All of me, forever.” He caresses Rennie’s face and continues to kiss him. JJ feels something stir inside of him. The kisses become more heated. JJ deepens the kiss, wanting to taste all of Rennie. Dammit Ren, you’ve turned me into a horny teenager.

Before Rennie could respond, the two’s lips on began to become much more eager on one another, and Rennie found it oddly hilarious how quickly the two could recover their sexual drive. Oh well, that was what it meant to be a boy, he supposed. Smirking against the other boy’s lips, Rennie teased him, “Want more already?” Shifting to straddle JJ’s hips, Rennie could already feel the mood inside of him quickly shift from heartfelt to horny, and he could tell quite easily that JJ was the same. He leaned down to roughly suck on JJ’s neck, sliding his hands along the other boy’s body as he asked rather simply, “Who’s on top this time, then? Me or you?” He wasn’t going to beat around the bush here; Rennie wanted to either be inside JJ or have JJ inside of him, now.

Thankfully Rennie didn’t seem to mind JJ’s renewed hormones. “Fuck yes I want more,” JJ said breathily. Rennie straddles his hips and sucks on his neck. JJ moans loudly, he can’t get enough of neck kisses. Rennie asks who’s on top this time. As much as it felt good to bottom, JJ has a special interest in being on top this time. “Me.” JJ flips their positions so he’s on top. He makes out with Rennie, shivering at the pleasure from feeling Rennie’s tongue on his. He soon breaks the kiss so he makes a trail of kisses down Rennie’s torso. JJ holds him down, preventing him from shifting his position. JJ readies himself, whispering in Rennie’s ear, “I want to make love to you.” He slowly enters Rennie, enjoying the sensations it causes. When he’s fully inside, JJ begins to gently rock with his lover. JJ kisses him sweetly, hoping he appreciates the intimacy.

JJ’s eagerness aroused Rennie even more; the more JJ wanted him, the more Rennie wanted him to say so. Then, when he took initiative and pushed Rennie underneath him, Rennie just could hardly handle it anymore. He grabbed onto JJ’s back and crashed their lips together, forcing his tongue into the other boy’s mouth; he asserted some dominance by moving his tongue where he pleased, sucking gently on JJ’s as he had before— he trusted this method as it got him a rather positive response the last time he’d tried it. Breaking the kiss to breath, Rennie demanded on exhale, “JJ, I want you to fuck me.” He knew the boy was going to anyway, but Rennie wanted it so badly, he felt the need to verbalize that; almost pleadingly, he spoke again, still breathless, “JJ, fuck me. Fuck me.” Tightening his grip on JJ’s back, Rennie felt the other boy push inside of him, causing him to lean forward almost instinctively— as if asking for more— to press his forehead to the other boy’s chest for a moment. He adjusted to JJ’s length inside of him, then began to buck his hips encouragingly against the other boy’s; he could see that JJ was trying to be sweet, and Rennie appreciated it, but he wasn’t sure if he was entirely capable of anything but hot, rough sex; with boys, at least.

JJ rolls his eyes at Rennie’s horniness, particularly the desperate bucking of his hips. He speeds his pace up a little bit, but still not to the level of fucking. JJ whispers in his ear, “Patience is a virtue Ren.” He nibbles on Rennie’s earlobe, hoping Rennie would see it his way. He holds Rennie close to him. JJ moves to Rennie’s neck, gently kissing, nipping, and sucking on the tender flesh. He whispers against his neck, “Though I might be tempted to go faster if you tell me you’re mine, that you’ll always be mine.” JJ is also feeling really horny right now, but he’d at least like the reassurance that Rennie would always be with him.

Rennie lolled back his head as if protesting JJ’s teasing, letting out a tiny whimper; he wanted JJ. “Since when have you ever wanted to h-hear be beg for it?” he pouted, gripping onto JJ’s hips as he attempted to get his own way. Unfortunately, his efforts didn’t work, so Rennie let out another whimper, muttering at the other boy, flustered, “Fuck you.” The kisses on his neck nearly drove Rennie crazy, causing him to slide one hand up into the other boy’s hair. “F-Fine,” he finally caved, sounding desperate, “I’m yours. Forever, okay? Now, please, JJ,” Rennie ground his hips against the other boy’s desperately, “fuck me, JJ, please; harder.” On one hand he felt desperate, but JJ’s cock inside of him was a feeling that he could never get enough of, and Rennie needed more of it, now.

“I guess I’ve just been very repressed until I met you. Plus you’re fun to tease,” JJ says with a dark glint in his eyes. He was determined to have Rennie melt for him. The neck treatment did it, Rennie said he was JJ’s forever and pretty much begged to be fucked. JJ complies by holding onto Rennie tightly and changing his pace from gentle and slow to hard and fast. He felt like he was on a drug high that he never wanted to end. “R-ren…fucking hell I’m close!” JJ feels the familiar heat building up inside of him. His moans practically turn into screams of pleasure. I guess there is something to fucking after all. It’s addictive as hell. “Ren, Ren, Ren!”

Finally, despite the shame that Rennie was way too busy enjoying the pleasure to notice, JJ began to fuck him harder and faster, and it felt seriously like bliss. Digging his nails into JJ’s back— he feared that he may have actually scratched the skin well enough to make marks— Rennie moved with the other boy, greedily attempting to pick up the pace himself. “Fuck, oh, God JJ…” he moaned, leaning up to bite the other boy’s neck almost roughly in encouragement; engulfed in pleasure, he attempted to trail his tongue along the base of JJ’s neck to below his ear, where he whispered, “You’re fucking great.” After a few more thrusts, Rennie lost his composure and finally reached climax, crying out loudly. He collapsed onto the bed, breathing heavily; sex twice in such a short amount of time was truly exhausting.

Rennie responds to the change in pace by making scratches on JJ’s back. He didn’t mind though. JJ actually thought it was sexy and romantic to be marked by Rennie. Then Rennie bit his neck and trails his tongue on it. But JJ lost it when Rennie said he was fucking great. He went faster, coming hard with a scream. “REN!” He collapses on Rennie, panting harder than last time. “If we do this a third time, I will be convinced that you’ve made me a sex addict.” He chuckles, nuzzling his face in Rennie’s neck. “I must be, considering all of my ‘trophies.’ I think a few of my hickies are from the time at the clinic.” JJ caresses Rennie’s face and kisses him gently. “You’re amazing Ren, and I’m not just saying that because of the sex.”

“Hey, third time’s the charm, right?” Rennie teased him, offering JJ a weak grin. JJ’s breath on his neck was calming, and Rennie shifted to lightly lace their fingers together, closing his eyes. Rennie’s eyes opened however, to examine JJ’s body, looking at the hickies with a smirk, “Yeah, I tend to do that, leave a lot of hickies.” He returned JJ’s kiss half-heartidly, rather exhausted from all the work they’d been doing, then grinned, “but the sex is nice, isn’t it?”

With that, Rennie shifted to grab his covers, pulling them over his body as he turned to the side, pressing his back lightly against JJ’s chest. Still holding JJ’s hand, he wrapped it around his sweaty body, resting their hands together near his waist. Rennie closed his eyes again, enjoying JJ’s breath on his neck, and fell asleep quickly.