There are times and people when Ric will allow the other to lead and will take almost the feminine role in the relationship, yet there are moments when Ric knows he wants to be the one to lead. With Jesse he is very much the one leading at the moment and that's because, though the guy is taller than Ric by a couple of inches, he's inexperienced
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The kid was backwards but it wasn't completely his fault. He was a product of his upbringing. Plus, he was from a relatively small town on the bible belt. It wasn't like LA or NYC where people were a little more liberal
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Ric's body is responding to Jesse's, the heightened hormones and the lingering scents keeping him nicely thrumming on the edge. Of course he's noticed that Jesse has a problem, not a small problem at that either and Ric notes the way his body almost hums in response. It's like he can't remember what the sex had been like but his body does as he can't ignore his urges.
"Calm down." Ric parrots back the comment, glancing down at the tenting of Jesse's towel before reaching out slowly with his other hand to guide him to stand between Ric's parted legs. He keeps his movements gentle and soothing, the grip he has on Jesse's wrist lighter now and becoming more of a caress as he shifts to hold onto Jesse's hips and leans in to press his lips to the younger guys stomach.
He knows that there is a chance at any moment Jesse could jerk away and run, possibly even lash out at Ric and he's ready for that. His tongue traces the muscles of Jesse's stomach and he sucks on his hip bone, darkening the hickey already there.
Well, he wasn't going to calm down that way. The touch made him tense and the first kiss makes his breath catch. His hand went to Ric's shoulder intending at first to push the guy off but then just to keep him steady as that tongue explored things south of the belly button.
Wherever this was going, he wanted it. He didn't want to want it but he wanted it. And the damage was already done, right? It wasn't like he could do any worse than waking up spooning a dude he was married to. This would be conscious and sober though. A choice not just a reaction. He couldn't say yes. The words literally couldn't come out but Jesse's hand did move up to Ric's head threading his fingers through his hair. That was all the encouragement he could offer at the moment. It had to be enough.
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"Calm down." Ric parrots back the comment, glancing down at the tenting of Jesse's towel before reaching out slowly with his other hand to guide him to stand between Ric's parted legs. He keeps his movements gentle and soothing, the grip he has on Jesse's wrist lighter now and becoming more of a caress as he shifts to hold onto Jesse's hips and leans in to press his lips to the younger guys stomach.
He knows that there is a chance at any moment Jesse could jerk away and run, possibly even lash out at Ric and he's ready for that. His tongue traces the muscles of Jesse's stomach and he sucks on his hip bone, darkening the hickey already there.
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Wherever this was going, he wanted it. He didn't want to want it but he wanted it. And the damage was already done, right? It wasn't like he could do any worse than waking up spooning a dude he was married to. This would be conscious and sober though. A choice not just a reaction. He couldn't say yes. The words literally couldn't come out but Jesse's hand did move up to Ric's head threading his fingers through his hair. That was all the encouragement he could offer at the moment. It had to be enough.
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