He is touching his warm skin. He is licking his plump, bottom lip and then sucking it into his mouth. He can hear him, his raspy breathing in the dark. He can see his pleasure. William's chest is silently heaving as he clutches the hoodie and moves it down, between his legs. He is under him. He feels Lennon gripping his upper arms, his fingers digging in, his leg hiked up around his hip. His warmth feels so good. William moans loudly rubbing against the hoodie, rubbing against Lennon. Lennon.

"Lennon."

"Lennon." He kisses his jaw, his throat. "Open your eyes, Lennon, hey... "

He kisses his temple, a shudder running through his spent body. He is sweaty, mouth open, still shaky from the orgasm and then he opens his eyes, locking them on William above him. He looks drunk and dazed and horny. He is a wet dream that became his reality.

"You ok?"

"Mhm. Yeah. Ok,"  he gasps out.

"You did so well, baby."

William whispers into his ear, then bites his earlobe. "That was pretty intense, wasn't it? Thought you would pass out on me for a moment." William is amused and slightly worried at the same time, and how can he not be, after getting high with Lennon, then fucking him hard and bare against the sofa and making him come from just his cock, he picked him up, took him to bed and just watched in awe how the intensity of that orgasm and overstimulation made Lennon quivering. 

"I didn't think it was possible to come like that."

"Well, you sure did. You looked fucking gorgeous." William teases with a small laugh and Lennon's eyes are not moving away from his face. 

"I never came like that before. I mean, I topped, all guys seem to enjoy it so I know it's possible just... I've never experienced it."

"No?"

William is curious, Lennon admitted that he bottomed a long time ago, which doesn't necessarily mean he reached orgasm like that. But not to explore his own pleasure? Even William used to own a tiny vibrator he occasionally liked to use when he masturbated, not so much since he was in a long-term relationship, but he was definitely experimenting as a young single man. "You never played with yourself? Never put a finger or a toy down there?"

"No. I had a bad experience my first time, " Lennon keeps tightening and relaxing his grip on William's hip.

"Oh... I'm sorry. We shouldn't be doing this if it's making you uncomfortable Len, we can switch. I promise I'm not strictly a top and..."

"Do I look uncomfortable? I'm mind blown by how good it all feels."

William's mouth is back on his, a bit possessive, a bit controlling, a lot scared. The idea of him being the first one to make Lennon feel like this, experience this, scares him. He likes it too much and he shouldn't. His hand sneaks down and the pad of his finger brushes over Lennon's nipple, and then continues going down his abs, their tongues are moving together in a slow kiss but Lennon grabs his hand.

"Want you to show me how to touch myself." Lennon exhales against his mouth and stares at his face and William doesn't even blink just stares back, both realising that these are the versions of them nobody else gets to see.

"You'll remember me every time you do it in the future, you know that?" William's body on him ensures his thighs stay spread open for him and Lennon whines quietly. He presses a tender kiss to his lips.

"I know..."

Lennon squirms when William collects some of the lube from the bottle and brings it down between his legs. He arches his back bringing their bodies closer when he feels the soft touch of William's fingers on his rim.

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