House Party [AU][M]

Dick let Fleck grind on his leg, finding it enduring. 

Free from his shirt, he was virtually naked on top of Fleck, save from his socks. They didn't bother him.

He leaned forward and retracted.

Nope, nope. They bothered him.

With an awkward smile and laugh, he reached behind him to pull off his socks. Failing a few times before he could be truly naked. They were thrown to the side.

"Sorry."

He kissed Fleck's chest.

Fleck laughed easily.

"No worries. Socks in bed is weird." He was glad they could agree on that. He didn't think he could tolerate the sort of weird that wearing socks in bed was.

His fingers slid i to Dick's hair, weaving through the pale strands.

"Well, we're not in bed, since someone didn't want to be too forward," he teased.

He kissed him again, pressing his thigh down to grind against Fleck's groin, feeling the hard length under the trousers. There was no rush to undo them yet. As far as Dick was aware, they had all evening.

"And look where not being forward got me."

He nipped Dick's lower lip and pushed into the knee pressing against him.

He certainly didn't mind not being forward if it got him into this position.

"Tr-ue." He ground down against Fleck's leg, followed by a groan as his lip was nipped.

Collapsing his weight above him, he kissed Fleck heatedly. His hips rolled to rub his thigh between Fleck's legs. His forearms rested either side of Fleck's head. The head of his cock dragged over Fleck's hip.

His lips caught Dick's.

His hands raised to grip at his pale hips, and slide slowly down them so he could grip his ass. His fingers gave the cheeks a firm squeeze, pressing him closer as he rolled his hips upwards.

A groan rumbled from his chest. 

His own hands smoothed firmly down Fleck's sides. Then back up again, exploring his body. His thumb circled gently over a nipple.

"Do you like that?" He murmured. The kissing stopped but he was no more than a couple of inches away.

The muscles under his skin jumped and tensed as hands ran down his sides.

Fleck let out a quiet moaning sigh when his nipple was stroked so gently.

"Yes," he breathed, giving Dick's ass another squeeze.

Dick groaned again and his thumb was replaced with his tongue. 

He rolled the nipple around slowly. Lightly. No harsh flicks with his tongue, or biting down on it with his teeth. The piercing was occasionally nudged. It was too fun not to play with.

His hand crept lower, in-between Fleck's legs, over the material of his trousers. He gave it a gentle squeeze.

The gentle teasing wasn't really what he was used to. He'd sort of unconsciously geared up for something rough.

The gentle teases were unexpected and drew a low groan from him.

His fingers weaved into Dick's hair, holding him to his chest as his hips rolled up into the questing hand.

Liking the reaction he was drawing out from Fleck, he kept with the gentle teasing. He squeezed Fleck light again before the traced the hard line underneath.

Blue eyes flicked up, the colour almost lost to black. The corners of his mouth curled up. He gave a kiss to Fleck's chest before he sat up and began unbuttoning Fleck's trousers to tug them down eagerly.

Fleck groaned deeply again and arched up off the couch to help Dick pull his pants down, leaving him bare in his wake. It was hot. It was more comfortable without underwear at the moment.

His pants were almost down to his knees when there was a bustling and a familiar voice at the door.

"...is the best couch you'll ever fuck on," a familiar voice crooned as the door opened.

Sacha walked into the room backwards, guiding a man into the room with a coy finger curled into his belt.

Dick inhaled deeply as he pulled Fleck free. He was going to choke on that cock, even if it was the last thing he was going to do.

His head snapped to the side when he heard the noise. He flushed, from head to toe. 

Sure, he and Sacha had fooled around before, but it was still embarrassing getting caught. Caught naked, hard, and with a man who he had only known for an hour tops, after swearing he would never get with someone who he didn't know on the ride to the party.

There was a little bit of pride at stake here.

"Get out!" 

He wished he had something in his reach to chuck in their direction.

Sacha paused when he heard the voices and turned to leer over his shoulder.

"I knew you two would be a good match."

He unhooked his finger and pushed at his partner's chest, sending him walking backwards out of the room.

"Have fun. We'll just use Leo's room. Ta ta~"

He almost skipped out of the room after his partner, fluttering his eyelashes at Dick and Fleck as he blew a kiss and closed the door behind him.

Fleck, who had just been frozen in his spot snorted a laugh. "Fuckin' Sacha."

Dick groaned and bent forward, forehead hitting Fleck's chest. The heat was radiating from his skin.

"I've been wondering where he was since we got here, and when I don't want to see him he appears."

He huffed and lifted his head to rest his chin on Fleck's chest. He scrunched up his nose to show his displeasure.

"That's Sacha's way."

He hated it as well, but that was always how Sacha was. If you didn't want him there, he would be there with bells on, just to annoy you, whether he knew it was annoying you or not.

His fingers combed lightly through Dick's hair.

Dick tilted his head, the fingers combing through his hair felt good. Intimate. But good. He let out a sigh and leaned up to press a quick kiss to Fleck's mouth.

Sat back up straight, sitting on Fleck's thigh, he took his time to admire his cock. He chewed on his lip as he skimmed his fingers up it to make it twitch. His index finger tapped the slit.

He returned the kiss. Just as gently.

When Dick sat up again he shifted, unconsciously readjusting himself. Back at it, then.

His hips writhed slightly when Dick's finger teased over the sensitive head of his cock.

With a grin, he continued to tease. He curved his fingers slightly so his nails scrapped over the sensitive skin off his cock. Then his balls. He cupped them between his hands to squeeze ever so lightly.

Not that he would call himself a cock and ball connoisseur, but he deemed them to be a very nice set.

Fleck twitched and whimpered, a strange sound coming from such a large man.

He gasped and his hips jerked upwards, desperate for more as Dick's fingers teased him so lightly.

"Fuck," he gasped.

Dick cock twitch.

He leaned forward, swiping his tongue up Fleck's neck towards his lobe. His bit it and tugged. Simultaneously he took Fleck's cock in his hand to give it a firm stroke.

Fleck groaned softly, hips rocking up into the hand stroking him.

His head tipped back to give Dick more access to his throat.

"Dick," he moaned.

It was funny hearing a stranger call his name like that. He liked it.

He bit lightly. Then thought, fuck it, and sucked firmly on the skin offered to him. His teeth just dug in just a little.

He grunted, body arching up into Dick's, hips rocking desperately, searching for any friction to take away the ache beginning to settle in him.

Fuck, the sting Dick's lips and teeth were creating was absolutely delicious.

He continued leaving a couple little marks along Fleck's neck, then dipped down to give attention to his nipple again, swirling his tongue around it. Getting an idea of what Fleck liked, he gave it a gentle nip as a parting gift.

Blue eyes turned up to Fleck.

"Do you, um," he glanced over his shoulder to the door then back at Fleck, face hot, "like your ass being played with?"

He heard on the grapevine that he did. He will save Fleck the grace and dignity by not mentioning that.