Winner Takes It All

Chapter 8

Xavier tipped back some more whiskey. "You're an idiot if you believe that."

Leo's mind betrayed him then and revisited his last time with Max.

Do you want to do something a little different this time? He whispered into Leo's ear, teeth and lips driving him into a frenzy.

Leo grabbed him by the lapels of his jacket, coy. God, he'd never felt like this before. Leo wanted him and he wanted Leo and right now Leo felt like he would die from this feeling.

Max smirked and licked up the column of his throat. Come on baby, say yes. You'll love it, I promise.

Leo gasped, back arching as Max delivered a particularly cruel kiss to his neck. I didn't know you were into this sort of thing. Do you want me to be a sexy schoolboy or do you -

His fingers slipped down the front of Leo's jeans. Leo moaned in pleasure and felt his eyes flutter shut.

Blindfold me, Max asked in between kisses, that hand relentless. Leo nodded eager to please.

Leo fumbled with the tie and Max wet his lips with his tongue as Leo placed it over his eyes. Leo slipped onto his lap and Max tipped his head back, hands gripping at Leo's waist. their clothes came off, Leo could feel Max's desire digging into his hip. Leo was breathless with excitement.

Leo let himself sink down onto him.

Max groaned and thrust his hips into him ruthlessly. Oh Lee, he moaned, you're so perfect. I've never felt like this before. You were made for me.

Oh Lee, he kept moaning. 

Lee. Lee. Lee. 

You feel so good Lee. 

I've imagined doing this so many times, Lee.

You have no idea how much I want you, Lee.

Then as he neared the edge, Liam, he said once, twice. Liam.

Liam. 

Leo froze. His entire world seemed to tilt and spin and come crashing down. Some horrible, twisting, writhing thing crawled through his chest and left something burning there in its wake. There was a stinging in the back of Leo's eyes. He stopped moving. It was like there were a million ants crawling over his skin, a million ants and bugs and insects pouring over his skin. He was going to be sick. He was going to be sick all over himself. W-what? Leo managed to stumble out.

Max didn't reply, gasping with pleasure. But Leo knew what he had heard. He couldn't stop hearing it. Liam. Leo tried to get up and off. He needed to get off, off off.  He was going to be sick. He was going to be sick all over them. But Max gripped harder at his hips and thrust ruthlessly into him. Twice. Thrice. And then he finished.

Leo stood swaying a little, cum dripping out of his ass, he had never felt so raw. He had the urge to cover himself with his hands but it was too late. He had seen it all.

Leo cleared his throat and grabbed the bottle from Xavier. "So what's your sob story then? Parents died in a car crash? Sister diagnosed with cancer?"

"Brother who committed suicide actually", Xavier commented drily.

"Shit." He had been a little harsh. "I'm sorry. You probably hear that a lot, but still."

"S'fine." Xavier looked oddly vulnerable in the moonlight, an unguarded look in his eyes that made him look young. "Play the song again?"

So Leo did. And then he played another, and another. Xavier tipped his head back against the roof and Leo had the strange feeling that he was dedicating each song to his brother.

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The next day Leo was stranded at Liam's yet again, whiling away the time in the hopes that in the near future his dearest brother could drive him to the library.

"Arghhh", Leo appealed to the Gods Above in frustration. "Iwndhiekwidghrjwjo!"

"Oh. It's you," a voice answered, but it was not God responding to his prayers. It was a dark haired twat who got on his nerves.

Leo spun on his wheely chair and saw Xavier in the doorway, face etched with that permanent look of disappointment and irritation he wore whenever he saw him.

"Surprise?" Leo tried, his faux smile a twisted grimace.

"I heard disturbing sounds and I wouldn't put it past you to personally flog people who buy fast fashion."

Leo rolled his eyes. "Can I help you? Or are you just here to annoy me?"

"Why were you making those deranged noises?" Xavier drawled, scrolling through his phone in boredom.

"Sex," Leo deadpanned.

Xavier's jaw twitched with irritation but he kept scrolling. "Don't remind me."

Leo rolled his eyes and gave him the real reason just as Xavier turned away in the doorway. "I went through a phase when I was younger where I listened to this one German singer and now I've completely forgotten his name and the names of his songs and it's driving me crazy."

Xavier paused, half turned in the doorway and ambled up to Leo's chair. He pressed up behind him for a brief moment and squinted at the screen. "Girl dancing in gas mask German", he read. "Interesting kink. You almost had me with your story there, it was almost boring enough to be believable."

"That's all I can remember from the music video!" Leo defended, wishing desperately that he would take a step back. Why did he smell so good? Leo shook his head clear of the thought.

"See now you're just adding too much detail. Makes it a little too thought out to be the truth."

"Xavier, I don't watch Holocaust porn," Leo whined.

Xavier chuckled and Leo felt his breath blow across the back of his neck. He suppressed a shiver.

"Pretty sure they didn't have gas masks in the Holocaust," Xavier noted.

Leo felt uncomfortable all of a sudden. "Was I being insensitive? That wasn't anti-Semitic right? I mean I wasn't making a joke about the Holocaust right?" Leo cut himself off, clamping his lips tightly together.

Xavier raised an eyebrow and looked rather amused. "Why are you asking me?"

"Well because you're ... you know."

Xavier raised his second eyebrow in question.

"Because you're ..." Leo gestured into the air as though that made his sentence more coherent.

"I'm what?" Xavier was biting his lip to hold in his laughter.

Leo sighed in defeat. "Never mind."

Xavier laughed and walked away.

Asshole, Leo thought before anxiously typing in am I being anti-Semitic just to make sure he hadn't crossed any lines.