the privilege of being yours

Justin’s hand shifted up Wes’s jaw a little, finger tips brushing at the tears leaking out of the corner of his eyes and blinked, one or two of his own tears coming free and falling onto Wes’s cheeks. He nodded. “I have never been more sure of anything. And I know that… whatever you need, I’m going to do everything in my power to give it to you.”

Wes's heart squeezed painfully in his chest and he gave a water smile. He blinked instinctively to protect his eyes as Justin's tears hit his cheeks ad he wrapped his arms tighter around him. He shook his head in amazement. "You're so amazing...I know I'm going to be happy and content with life as long as I have you," He mumbled.

Justin sighed happily, always a little aware that his weight could be crushing his husband, but knowing as well that Wes liked the feeling over being under him - in every way. He hummed happily, feeling Wes holding him tight and then his hand playing in his hair. “All feels so good…” he said softly, nuzzling into Wes’s neck before he felt the slight tug and leaned up a little to look Wes in the eyes. 

He swallowed hard as he looked up at him, the tears leaking out of the sides of his eyes when Justin said those things, letting out a short, breathless laugh. "Y-you sure you're ready for it?" He was whispering, so his voice didn't embarrass him by cracking mid sentence from his emotions. "Loving me for the rest of your days? Because I'm going to need love every day," He smiled softly, running a hand through Justin's hair and down onto the back of his neck.

Justin moaned and bit into Wes’s neck, coming almost as soon as he felt Wes squeeze him, the jolting and the bucking spurring him one, his own hips stuttering against his husband. He gasped and then groaned loudly into Wes’s skin.

Letting out a soft sigh, he held Justin tightly to him, All his limbs wound around Justin's body, to hold him here as he came down from his orgasm, quite slowly, since he was soaking it up. "So incredible." He sounded far away, dreamy, eyes closed and his hands slowly stroking his broad shoulders. He always enjoyed the feel of Justin's weight crushing down on him. He like the thought that he couldn't move if he wanted to, and beyond that, that he might not want to. It never lasted too long, so Wes always savored it.

Justin plucked a couple of blades of grass and rolled them in his fingers before flicking them away and brushing his hair back off his face instead. “I don’t… know how cool it is, but, it’s nice… It makes her happy.” He chuckled, feeling his cheeks pink up again, and it went deep red when Wes added more to his sentence. 

"Well," He bit his lip lower lip and looked up at Justin. "It's... Wes definition cool." Smiling softly, he shook his head. "In my book, cool people take their moms to see plays... orr go to plays at all, so..." He looked down a moment and then back at him, drawing in a breath. He would happily keep looking at him, staying in his company, but he knew it'd have to end sometime.

Smiling softly as Justin instinctively wrapped around him as soon as he was settled in bedside him, he let out a sigh. He could feel his heart painfully squeezing in his chest when Justin said that to him, letting out a soft whine of utter happiness and gripping tight to Justin, at least until he was able to calm down. At that point, he fell happily asleep against Justin, legs tangled up with his.

Justin shivered from the feel of Wes’s hands moving over him, gripping onto the muscles of his shoulders, his upper chest still pressed against Wes’s as he continued to rock his hips, but faster again now, matching the rhythm his hand kept over Wes’s cock. 

Wes could feel himself getting overcome with emotion again, this time it was intensifying the pleasure coursing through him and he knew he couldn't hold back. He was jerking underneath him and his body tensed, muscles clenching around Justin's cock as he thrust into him. Crying out, his body jolted and the muscles in his stomach spasmed as he began to come.

Justin saw the way Wes’s face fell and his heart thumped painfully in his chest. He’d been trying to play it cool, not freak Wesley out with the thought that he might have an awkward gay stalker, but it looked like it had backfired on him quite badly. 

He pushed the negative thoughts away, thinking it was stupid of him to have hoped for that much from Justin. He was his knight in shining armor and seemed to know a bit about him, like him from afar, so what if he never really paid attention to his theatre career or anything? 

Justin rolled his hips a little quicker, embedding deep inside him and rocking out again  to rock through him. He moaned softly, lapping inside Wes’s mouth and tangling their tongues together, his hands stroking through his curls and and over Wes’s shoulders and arms. 

Shuddering underneath Justin, his breath came in sharply through his nostrils at the way Justin was rocking against him, pumping in and out of himself. He let his hands roam over his back and shoulders, gripping the thick cords of muscles there as his body trembled with need under him and that kiss. That kiss.

Justin reached a hand up to stroke it through Wes’s curls, making a gentle needing noise into Wes’s mouth as they kissed. His eyes fluttered shut but he forced them open again, wanting to not miss a moment of how this looked, how his husband was reacting. He gently teased at Wes’s lips with his tongue. 

Moaning wantonly, he muffled it into Justin's mouth as he kissed him eagerly, his lips dragging against Justin's, parted, stealing a breath from between them ever now and then. His head spun at the feeling of Justin's hips rocking against him, thrusting in again, deep every time. He shuddered underneath him when he felt the tease of his tongue.

Justin clutched Wes tight against him, resting his weight down on Wes and on one elbow as he started to roll his hips to slowly push his way deeper and deeper inside. He breathed out noisily, burying his face in Wes’s neck for a moment as he felt overwhelmed with emotion. He swallowed and turned his head to kiss at him again. 

His lips were parted, breaths and moans spilling out from them as Justin pushed into him, filling him up. He sucked in a breath and a shudder wracked his body. Tilting his head back a little when Justin buried his face in his neck, he whimpered and returned the kiss. He gave a faint smile before moaning against when Justin said he was his. It made his already accelerated heart skip a beat and he closed his eyes again as he felt the kiss on his jaw, which was slack.

“Good, so ready for you as well…” He withdrew his fingers and slid his hand over Wes’s ass cheek instead, gripping and digging his fingers in. “Love you s-so much… my husband…my love…” He felt his heart pounding hard, the love and desire he felt giving him a physical reaction, his breath panting harder now with need. 

Shuddering when Justin took his fingers out of him, he knew what he was really wanting was coming any moment now, and he was so ready for it, his body was aching for it. He watched him lick his hand and it gave him shivers up his arms, sliding his hands back up Justin's arms, up to his shoulders, where he gripped on.

Justin hummed with happiness when he felt Wes against him, his leg hooking around his hips and pushed himself down again, pressing their chests together before biting at Wes’s jaw and then down his neck, sucking on the side of his throat under his ear as he continued to tease at him, going quickly and scissoring him open in his impatience. 

He took in a stuttering, gasping breath from Justin's hurried way of opening up, that he didn't mind at all because he felt the same impatience in him now, making him want to beg for it, but Justin was already going as quickly as he could, so all he could do was enjoy it. Which he completely was, shuddering again at Justin biting and sucking on him.

Justin canted his hips forward some so Wes could get his belt and pants off easier. “Tuxedos are hard work… I’m going as fast as I can,” he said, grinning, his eyes twinkling. 

Shuddering, he helped Justin off with the last of his clothes until they were both naked when Justin was moving back on top of him, rubbing against him. He sucked in a breath and moaned throatily, eyes slipping shut, his skin coming up in goose flesh though he couldn't imagine he was cold at all. "It missed you," He chuckled slightly before it came out as a moan when Justin started to tease him open, dragging both legs up along the bed before he was hooking a leg over Justin's hips.

Justin felt goose bumps come up over his arms and back from the gentle way Wes was touching him, his hands seeming to move all over him. He pushed his hips down a little to grind on Wes. He undid the last of Wes’s buttons, eyes drinking up the sight of Wes’s shoulders. He made a soft noise of longing, he’d missed Wes so much, even though it had only been a night and most of a day. 

Wes's cheeks flushed as he looked up and over Justin, the way his shirt and jacket were still on but open made Justin look like an uber hot gigolo or something and for some reason that made Wes's cock twitch at the thought, hardening up from all the touches and kisses so far. He sucked in a breath and lay back down when his shirt was off, pushing his hips up to help Justin get them down off his body, before reaching down to undo Justin's belt and pants.

Justin shivered lightly from the feel of Wes’s hands sliding over his chest and tugging his shirt open. His breath was already coming faster, nipping at Wes’s lower lip and tugging gently on it before lowering himself down to press against Wes for a moment. 

Whimpering a little when he felt Justin's weight pressing down on him, since that was always so sexy to him, he ran his hands along Justin's sides, under his shirt, running them up over his neck and into his hair as he kissed him a little more hungrily. He swallowed when Justin pulled back, lazily opening his eyes to watch him straddle his hips.