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It was a feather light touch of his fingertips, the pressure almost imperceptible on Stede’s cheek. The beautiful man spoke, “You never could resist me, could you?”
The lights were nearly as loud as the music and Stede grinned ridiculously, his vision blurring a bit as he looked at the man in leather before him. “Can’t blame a man for knowing what he likes.”
They’d met at this bar once before, had not exchanged names, but Stede remembered it as if it was yesterday. He’d never forget how the man waltzed up to him, dressed similarly to now, chains clinking on his leather pants, a sleek fishnet top clinging to his nearly naked form. He’d wanted to suck that lip piercing into his mouth from the moment he saw it, wondering desperately how the metal felt between his lips, on his tongue.
Ed’s eyes darkened ever so slightly as he brought his bottom lip to rest in between his teeth. In Stede’s already aroused mind, there was no act, no deed more interesting than this. His eyes stayed fixed, the horny gremlin in his brain spinning all sorts of tales about those lips; how good they’d feel against his own, how incredible they’d feel wrapped around his quickly hardening-
“At least he knows what he likes,” purred Ed, sitting at the barstool next to him with a pointed look. “You don’t know how many men I’ve been with who didn’t know what they wanted; in me or anything else.”
“Well I could think of a few things I’d want in you if you’re fully consenting,” Stede blurted out before his filter could catch him. Fucking shit, he might be more inebriated than he’d thought. Those one and a half beers really made their mark.
Ed’s eyebrows raised. “Really?” His voice was laced with mock-incredulity, yet Stede could tell that there was a note of genuine surprise in there. “And what would you want to put in me, my dear mystery man.”
“Depends on what you like.” Stede sipped on his beer, shooting Ed a spicy look. “I’ve got some things at home I doubt you’d object to. Beads and such.”
“Oh,” Ed sounded a bit dejected, a pout pulling at his pierced lips. “Only beads?”
Stede grinned. “Do you want me to tell you what I’d really want? Would that be ok? I think you’d really like it.”
The crows feet deepened as Ed beamed and Stede couldn’t help the little flip his heart gave at the smile Ed was giving him. “Fuck yeah, mate. I-“ he cleared his throat, his words all of a sudden frozen in his throat, the only way to express his full enthusiasm a hearty nod. “Yes,” he croaked.
The corner of Stedes mouth crooked. “Good. Very good.” He stood, strangely more solid on his legs than when he’d sat down. In one sweeping motion, he offered his hand to Ed. “Then dance with me and I’ll tell you everything.”
A pink flush rose in Ed’s cheeks as he took Stede’s hand and moved closer toward him, Stede’s other arm wrapping around his torso, pressing Ed’s body deliciously against his own. Ed shuddered at the contact and leaned in, pressing his cheek to Stede’s as they moved to whatever generic club mix the DJ had on.
“I’ve been thinking of you every night since I saw you last,” Stede spoke directly in Ed’s ear. “You’re the most enrapturing man I’ve ever seen.”
“Fuck, man,” Ed breathed, “I couldn’t keep my mind off of you either. Who the hell shows up here wearing a fucking suit? You look like you just got back from a business trip to New York City and you show up in a gay bar in fucking small town Maine.”
“Oh darling, I don’t think you understand.” Stede was teasing the shell of Ed’s ear with his lips. “I touched myself to the thought of you. Nightly, darling. I couldn’t stay away.”
Ed tightened his arms around Stede’s neck before he nearly collapsed in a puddle on the floor. His stomach did flips and his pants were quickly becoming uncomfortable. “Oh fuck, did you really?”
Stede nodded. “I hope you’re not mad about that. I completely understand if it’s a turn off but-“
“A turn off?” Ed moved back to look at Stede, his face lit up by multicolored lights and disco balls and something else, something internal. “Fuck no, that’s hot as shit.”
“Oh I’m so glad.” Stede’s eyes softened. “Because then I can tell you what I want to do with you. What I was thinking about all those nights in a row.”
“Wh-what were you thinking about?” Ed uttered into his ear, resuming their old position, cheek to cheek, mouths to ears.
Stede’s hand wandered up and down the small of Ed’s back, his fingertips trailing dangerously, deliciously low, just low enough to dip about an inch into Ed’s pants, then back out again. “I couldn’t stop thinking about those lips. God, how I want to see them wrapped around me. Wrapped around my own lips, my own fingers, wrapped around my cock and sucking… ”
The place where Stede’s fingers were burning circles into his back was, all of a sudden, not the only place Ed felt contact. Stede kissed his cheek softly and Edward almost audibly moaned. It’s a cheek kiss, Edward. He kissed your cheek. There’s nothing sexy about that, Edward!
But somehow the thought, the care, the caution that this beautiful (slightly tipsy) stranger was showing was filling Ed’s heart faster than he’d expected. So many men had just shoved their hands down his pants, grabbed handfuls of his ass, kissed him, or groped him without his consent at this bar. Too many men had bought him drinks with the intention of taking what they wanted from him and leaving him wiping himself up, but not this man. This man with his tender teasing touches and his soft cheek kisses and his sweet sweet words… he wasn’t one of them. He was a Gentleman.
“Oh Gods, that sounds good,” Edward mumbled as he pressed closer to Stede. “Would you want to use my mouth or would you want me to pleasure you?”
Stede had to admit, when he’d told the part about how he was attracted to Ed’s mouth, he hadn’t expected Ed to take to it so fast. To be so… interested? Was this interest? It is, Stede. What else could it be?
He took a deep, slightly shaky breath. “Depends on what you want. If you want to be used, I’ll use you, but I’m much more inclined to just lay back and let you have your way. That way I know you’re enjoying it.”
Ed hummed in approval. He combed his fingers through the hair at the nape of Stede’s neck and Stede barely held back an aroused little whine. “Tell me what else you’d thought about at night,” Ed growled.
“I-I…” With his hair being pulled so deliciously like that, all of Stede’s thoughts were scrambled, dumped all over the floor. “I thought about laying with you naked at night, touching you, just looking at you-“
“Ah, come on, mate. There must be more sexy shit you’d like to do with me.” He grinned at Stede with a glint in his eye. “Do you top or do you bottom?”
“Yes,” Stede said with a smile, his nerves calming a little, his thoughts beginning to be collected from the abyss. “I do.”
Edward laughed, a hearty laugh, an absolutely beautiful sound. Stede wanted to drown in it, wanted to bathe in this man’s laughter for years. Yeah, ‘enraptured’ is a good descriptor for you, Stede.
“I do, too.” Ed beamed. “Funny, you don’t find many switches these days. Everyone’s either all power or all submission and I can’t bring myself to choose!”
Stede’s mouth was dry, but he kept speaking. He was sobering up now, thankfully. “I’ve never been able to choose either.”
Ed’s glee was palpable. “But back to what you were thinking of at night, love. I want to hear it all.”
“Oh, you’d be surprised how much I thought about you. I even went to the office bathroom a couple times just to rid myself of my thoughts.”
His eyes darkened. “Really? Did you think of fucking me in those very public bathrooms?”
Stede nodded. “I thought about bringing you into the biggest stall and unbuckling your pants. I’d get on my knees for you and eat your hole until you’re wailing, until there’s no way people didn’t hear you.”
“Oh fucking shit,” Ed hissed, his cock paying rapt attention now. “You’d fucking… you masturbated to that in the bathroom at work, did you?”
“Not just that.” Stedes hand creeped around Ed’s back and Ed hadn’t noticed when it had stopped, but all of a sudden those gentle fiery touches to his lower back had returned. “Once your hole was wet enough, I’d slick myself up and fuck you against the stall, making the whole row of them rattle obscenely as I thrust into you, fucking you as fast as I could. Railing you in a public place until you couldn’t do anything but whine and moan for me.”
Ed’s dick was definitely hard. Definitely 100% hard. “Fucking shit,” was all he was able to say as he moved his hips ever so slightly to press his erection into his partners thigh. “See what you’re doing to me?”
The feeling of warm hard flesh against his right leg made Stede almost collapse. Jesus fucking Christ. “ Oh, uh, yes, oh shit. Yes. Wow. I, I do, yes,” he blurted out, surprised he could be that coherent at a time like this.
“What else?” Ed ground his crotch where it connected with Stede’s leg. “Tell me what else you thought about. At night. When you weren’t at work.”
Stede took a shaky breath. He couldn’t remember when he’d last been this turned on. “At night I’d think of you laid out in bed underneath me, hard as anything, bathed in moonlight. How beautiful the moonlight would look on you, highlighting the peaks and valleys of your gorgeous body, all those tattoos I’d so desperately like to intimately know. And then I’d picture myself climbing on top of you, sinking down on your cock, riding you until I decorate your body with something else.”
Ed let out a shuddering breath. His resolve was strengthening; he needed this man in his bed. Tonight. “When you thought about that,” Ed whispered back, “did you touch yourself?”
He was smiling, Ed could hear it in his voice. “I’ve already told you, I’ve got lots of things at home that one might find pleasurable to put up his ass. I’d be a fool if I didn’t take advantage of them myself.”
It was impossible for Stede to hide the arousal in his voice anymore and Ed was right there with him. “So you fucked yourself with a toy and pretended it was me?”
Stede’s head moved in a nod against Ed’s cheek. “I came so fucking hard every time.”
The dam had broken. Ed pulled back and cupped this beautiful stranger’s face. “Fuck, man. I need to take you home. Now. Tonight. To do some of these things we both clearly need to do.” He stopped speaking, a dash of concern rising on his face. “Have your beers been long enough ago?”
“In about ten minutes, I’ll be more than sober enough to consent to everything,” Stede breathed, in complete shock and glee at what this man was proposing. “I’m down to go but, sorry, I, uh, I don’t even know your name.”
The mystery man smiled. “Oh, I’m Ed.”
Stede blushed. “Hello Ed, I’m Stede.” Before he could say another word, Ed’s lips crashed against his own. The cool of the metal piercing laid into his lips and he moaned at the sensation. Ed kissed him languidly, no tongue, but with an ever moving mouth. It was passionate and intimate and so sexy that Stede’s already stiff cock was throbbing. Before Ed could realize it, Stede was kissing back, his hands wrapped around Ed’s waist, Ed’s fingers tangled in Stede’s hair.
“Jesus fuck,” Ed panted as they pulled away from eachother. “Do you have a tab you need closed?”
“No,” Stede panted, breathless, his lips red and obscenely slick. “To be honest, the moment I saw you I closed my tab. Turns out that wasn’t so ‘wishful thinking’ of me after all.”
Ed nodded, his heart trying to calm down at Stede’s foresight, not taking his eyes off of Stede’s incredibly beautiful face. “Good. Let’s go.”
They stood there for a bit, Ed’s hand reaching toward Stede’s, their fingers lacing together as soon as their hands met. They smiled at each other for one eternity of a second and then Ed was pulling him off the dance floor and out the door, both men smiling, neither man willing to let go.