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Back to You || Ryker + Chase
The more and more the two were together, Chase seemed to be coming out of his shell around Ryker. There were still little things that Ryker would see that Chase wasn’t confident about, but Ryker couldn’t help but feel a little pride at knowing that he had brought this side out of his man. That it was because of being with him, being loved by him, that Chase was overcoming a lot of insecurities. The gang leader knew there was still some that he was dealing with and some that he’d probably never get over, but this side of Chase right now, just made Ryker love him all the more. He didn’t think it was possible to love the younger man any more than he did, but with the way he climbed on top of him and the smug little smirk he sent Ryker’s way, it just pulled him in deeper. A feeling that he had never had with anyone else before, he hadn’t even ever come close to feeling the way he did with Chase, the way that Chase made him feel. He just wanted so badly right now and he was having trouble holding himself back as he pumped his hips forward and pushed into Chase’s tight fist. He wanted more, he wanted whatever his man was offering, but being inside of the younger man was honestly one of his most favorite things. No matter how many times Ryker fucked him, or made love to him, he was still so hot and tight around him. Had never been with another man bare before Chase and he just always felt so good, felt so perfect, like the younger man was made for him and he just couldn’t get enough. So he let out a low moan when Chase told him no more waiting, his hips pushing up a little and his already leaking cock sliding through Chase’s tight fist again. “Don’t want to rush you or anything, but fuck, baby, I needed to be inside of you like yesterday,” he huffed the last of the words slightly, but as his eyes met Chase’s gorgeous blues, he knew the other man could see that he was mostly teasing. Leaning up to pull Chase into another deep kiss before the other man was able to move, just wanting to lick into his mouth and put everything he could ever feel into the kiss. Ryker let out a low moan at the sight of how hard Chase was for him already, without Ryker really doing anything. He watched his lover through half lidded eyes as the younger man steadied himself before lining Ryker’s cock up against his hole. The gang leader couldn’t help but let out a shaky breath that turned to a moan as Chase started to sink down on his throbbing length. It was killing him not to reach out and grasp Chase’s hips and just pull him down on his cock, but he wanted Chase to do this at his own pace so he just stayed as still as possible. He let out a rough moan, his body twitching slightly as it felt like every nerve inside of him was lit on fire as Chase took his time impaling himself on his cock. And Ryker wasn’t even sure what the sound he made was when he was finally balls deep inside of his lover, his cock throbbing as Chase’s fingers pressed against his chest. “Christ, baby,” Ryker finally choked out, eyes locked at his lovers as the younger man started to slowly ride him. His hands finally moved to rest on his lovers, but he didn’t attempt to move him the way that he wanted, because this was Chase’s show. Chase was so tight and hot around him, the slight burn he always felt once he slid past the younger man’s walls and they clamped around his bare cock was as always pretty intense. “So perfect, baby, always feel so good around me.”
To hear how excited Ryker was for him and him alone, it did things to Chase. His man deserved this. Being in the trafficking already fucked with him as it was. Finding out that his ex fiance was the one who got him in it... the one he thought was the love of his life putting him into an awful situation... It was easy to convince himself that he was no one special. Ryker was the one who was right there to make sure he didn't sink in all the way... but as he said once before... Ryker was always there. His only constant even when things were ugly between them.
He down on his lip softly at how badly his man wanted to be inside him and after assuring him no more waiting, there wasn't. It took a lot for him to get to this point, but then with Ryker, it didn't seem so long. Maybe that was something about being in love. The things that took time were seemingly reduced in time because it was all worth waiting for. His mouth was open just a little as the moans poured out of him hands at Ryker's chest with the most intensely affectionate stare down into those eyes. He knew the blonde by then, knew his constant desire for him, and how he more than likely wanted for Chase to take his cock at a faster, harder pace and he didn't intend to disappoint on that. For the moment though, he wanted to ride Ryker at a slower pace, really feel every bit of the length and thickness he was working over, in and out. Though it was a tender pace, he was still taking him deep, rolling his hips so smoothly.
Keeping it up, constant soft moans and growls escaped from him, letting his hands roam over warm, toned skin, feeling up on the physique that Ryker had always managed to keep up. Only for a very brief moment did his eyes leave the leader's, just to trail along and take in the view of the entire gorgeous man. "You're so beautiful...", he marveled, as if it were his first time seeing him like that. A hand planted at the blonde's chest and another at his torso, keeping his movements and riding every thick inch, he leaned in and kissed Ryker deeply. If putting all of his emotions into riding him wasn't enough, they were put into the kiss as well, and damn the two things combined literally made him feel like he was going to melt into him. "I love you, Ryker," he whispered, keeping his lingering and brushing against the other's throughout his soft moans, looking into his eyes with their faces so close.
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sorry || ryker & chase
Before Chase, Ryker had never been what one would call a patient man, he’d have never waited for anyone like he had for Chase. Of course he had never felt for anyone, like he knew he felt for Chase either. Before sex had just been about release, but this was about so much more. This was about replacing bad memories for Chase with good, this was about putting the other man back together after being torn apart from the lifestyle that he had while being involved with human trafficking. He was glad that they had waited for the right moment for this to happen, and he was glad to take his time and show the younger man just how good it was supposed to be. He wanted to open the other man’s eyes and make sure that Chase was well aware that it would never be bad for him again. That anytime they had sex, or made love, his only thought would be how to make sure it was perfect and always so good for Chase. Ryker couldn’t take his eyes off of Chase as he continued to push inside of him, no matter the pace. It was almost like he was still in awe that he was getting this, that Chase was willingly giving him this and that Chase truly wanted Ryker as much as Ryker wanted him. He let out a low growl like moan as Chase’s nails started to rake down his back in deeper as he started to thrust into him harder and with more solid thrusts, but that just urged him in more. He loved the sharp sting from the nails and the way the sweat from his back made the wounds burn just a little. It just turned the gang leader on all the more, had him rolling his hips just right and pushing deeper into the younger man, moaning at the way Chase’s hot walls clung around him. This was a feeling he just knew he’d never grow tired of. While Ryker had wanted to make love to Chase, had wanted to drag it out as long as he could. When he started to really push into the younger man hard and deep, he knew that he was going to lose all sense of control he might have had. He kept his eyes locked on the younger man, just wanting to make sure that Chase was still okay. He knew that the harder and deeper he fucked into him, the more likely he’d be able to bring up bad memories and that was the last thing that Ryker wanted. But from the way Chase was holding onto his hands, meeting his thrusts and making such sweet noises, it was obvious that the other inmate was more than fine. The gang leader loved how good Chase sounded as the other man moaned his name as their eyes locked, it was so fucking hot and it made him grind his cock deeper inside of the other man. Loving the way that Chase’s walls seemed to squeeze and grip around his cock as he pushed deeply into him, especially when he continued to press right into the younger man’s sweet spot. When Ryker wrapped his fingers around Chase, the younger man was hot and heavy in his hand as he squeezed and stroked him. He knew just how his lover liked it, so he applied just the right amount of pressure and stroked him to match his thrusts. He did his very best to focus on the other man, squeezing his hand as he fucked into him, trying to get Chase to make all the best sounds, which he was. Ryker knew that he was making a few of his own, little whimpers and growls that he couldn’t help but release each time the other man’s walls just seemed to squeeze him like a vice. From the way that Chase’s muscles were convulsing around him, the gang leader knew that he was going to come way before the younger man spoke. He twisted his wrist around the base of his cock and started to stroke him faster as his hips snapped forward roughly, his balls slapping right against the younger man’s ass right as Chase came, coating his fist and both their stomachs in the process and Ryker continued to stroke him through it, making sure he got out every bit of his release. “Christ,” he growled out at how tight and hot Chase felt around him now, his eyes rolling back slightly at the pressure. “Looked so fucking good, baby,” he couldn’t help but rasp out softly, because there honestly was nothing sexier to Ryker than Chase coming because of something he was doing to the younger man. His eyes closed for a moment when Chase told him to let it out. He knew that the other man didn’t just mean for him to come, but meaning everything that had led to this moment tonight in the first place. What had caused him to snap at the other man, what had him apologizing only hours later. He let out a sharp growl of Chase’s name at the other man’s next words and the feel of his lips against his knuckles. “Yeah,” he groaned out, not really being able to find any other words at the moment for how he was feeling, just how close to the edge that he was. He let go of Chase’s hand, even though he really hadn’t wanted to and shifted his body in the way that he needed before moving both of his hands to grab under Chase’s thighs. He lifted the other man at just the right angle that he needed before he nearly pulled all the way out and slammed his hips forward, cursing slightly at the sharp slap of his balls against the younger man’s ass. He already felt the heat coiling in his stomach and his balls drawing tight, Ryker knew that he was straddling the edge and he would be coming soon so he fucked into the other man hard and fast. “So fucking close, baby, feel so so good,” he managed to grunt out, his words turning into a moan as Chase continued to squeeze around him. With the new angle he felt like he was so deep into his lover’s body and all it took was a few more solid thrusts before he was moaning out a mixture of curses and Chase’s name before coming long and hard inside of the younger man’s body. He continued to thrust forward, making sure he milked every last bit of his orgasm, coating Chase’s walls with his hot release. Ryker didn’t slow down his thrusts until he started to soften, he moved his hands from under Chase’s thighs so the other man’s legs could rest back against the bed before collapsing down against him, but staying inside of the younger man still. Ryker pressed their lips together in a slow, deep kiss that had everything he was currently feeling behind it while he attempted to get his breathing under control. Ryker broke the kiss slowly once his heart stopped racing, lifting his body enough that his soft cock could stay inside of the younger man but be able to meet Chase’s eyes. His blue eyes locked on the other mans, knowing damn well that everything he was feeling emotional right now was very clear. It took everything that Ryker had right now to not admit that he was in love with the younger man, feeling like now just wasn’t the right time to say those words. “You were so perfect, baby,” was what he couldn’t help but say instead, because that’s exactly how Ryker felt. Never before had anyone made him feel like this, just from sex, and Ryker knew that this was what he was going to want for the rest of his life, that Chase was who he was going to want for the rest of his life.
The orgasm felt... beyond amazing. Beyond anything he ever felt before. It meant a lot to share that experience with Ryker. Not only intimacy, but his first willing time since being taken into the trafficking ring. It set a whole new bar, for them as well as him. If Chase didn't already know he wanted to be with Ryker for as long as they lived their lives, he knew then. Never before had anyone he was with before taken such care with him. Not even before the owners. What he felt while he was Ryker, whether they were just talking, cuddling, or sex, it was right and it was fitting that the blonde got to break him free of some of what his gang's trafficking ring and owners had caused for him. What he had a hand in giving, he was solely working on taking it away.
The pace of his cock being stroked didn't slow down, and Chase had no complaints. It just continued to bring out louder sounds, gasping and moaning, as he thrust and ground through his orgasm, his cock so tender and sensitive. It made the after-climax feel even more indescribable. He knew Ryker would know what he meant by letting it go. It didn't need to be explained. He had a hard day, a bad one, and it didn't matter anymore how badly they fought earlier and what Ryker said to intentionally hurt him. Just as much as the leader wanted to take care of Chase, he wanted to take care of the blonde as well. Even the strongest of men had their moments of needing comfort and the reassurance that someone was there, and this one was Ryker's. Keeping his eyes open and locked on his man helped him not to freak as he was being pounded into so hard and fast. It was the only way he could take it. That and the fact that even though it was at a rougher speed and force, it wasn't careless and intent in trying to hurt him. It was a passionate rough. With Ryker's hands out of his, he was holding onto the bunk frame, staring up at him and breathing heavy with soft moans and even a few growls here and there.
The words ignited him even more with arousal and anticipation, to soon feel Ryker's hot seed filling him. Knuckles were white as he held onto the bed, eyes fiercely locked on Ryker with his mouth open in ragged breathing and moaning. He knew his blonde was close just by the way the throbbing and moisture inside him increased, futher backing up those words. The string of swearing and his name sounded so hot coming off of him in the heat of the moment, taking each orgasmic thrust until there was a complete stop. He groaned against those lips claiming his own, returning it just as slow yet deep and damn he was glad that Ryker didn't pull out of him yet. He wasn't ready to let go of that connection. Sweaty hands ran through equally sweaty blonde hair affectionately, taking in the glow of his lover.
Not a word is said, letting his actions do the talking, to respond in his own way that in his eyes, the man is flawless. Gently he pulls Ryker back down closer, letting their lips meet in a tender kiss before wrapping his arms around him with the leader's head on his chest. The blonde needed it, just releasing all the anger and tension and now relaxing in Chase's arms. It was added assurance that he was there and he would hold him all night just like that with his man still inside him. Neither did he need anymore time to know that he loved Ryker and though it would go unsaid, it could have been read pretty easily in actions as he secured the blonde in his arms for the rest of the night.
So someone just left a gun laying around? Lovely.
I'm assuming hiding it for later uses or an attempt at a stealth trade.
"Or you can give it to me." He said with a playful grin. "Or we can split it?""
"I don't even know who you are. Why would I give you a gun, or share one with you for that matter?"
Or you could give it to me.
I could. Or I could shoot you.
"Or you could, you know." Caleb shrugged, hands shoved into the pockets of his prison-administered jacket. "Share the wealth like brothers are supposed to do."
"Share the wealth? Giving you this would get us both in trouble, you know, and I'm not in for getting my brother in trouble."
Back to You || Ryker + Chase
Ryker always wanted Chase, it was obviously something that he couldn’t turn off, nor did he want to. His man was gorgeous and Ryker couldn’t get enough of kissing him, of touching him, of tasting him and all the other things they did while being intimate. Plus he was all for celebrating the fact that they now shared a cell again, was looking forward to breaking it in. The gang leader was slightly shocked by the bold move of his lover, from the times they had been together like this, Chase was always under him. Ryker was loving how confident Chase was becoming the more and more they were intimate, and it had him pushing up into Chase’s fist all the more because he was so turned on by Chase being on top of him. He moaned into the other man’s mouth as his cock pulsed in Chase’s grasp and he knew he could easily come just like this if Chase didn’t have plans for anything more, though he figured that Chase had a whole lot more planned, from the gleam he had in his eyes.
The blonde didn’t want to break the deep, passionate kiss they had been sharing and honestly had whimpered a little as Chase pulled away from his lips. His lips curled as Chase continued to press a series of kisses against his lips, however, and just let out a breathy laugh at the other man’s words. “I promise I’m not going anywhere, baby,” his tone was teasing, his eyes full of heat as he watched his man move from the bed while completely naked. Seeing Chase naked still pretty much stole his breath away because the other man was so beautiful, scars and all. The gang leader was almost sad when Chase came back to the bed because he couldn’t stare at him a little longer, though thoroughly enjoyed when Chase climbed back on top of him. Ryker’s hands moved to settle on the other man’s waist, his eyes locking with Chase’s as he wrapped a now slick hand back around his cock. He let out a full body shiver from the feeling that moved through him as Chase stroked him slowly. “Christ, baby,” he groaned out because he was so hard in Chase’s hand and his lover was stroking him so slow and teasingly that there was no way he was gonna get off on such a torturous touch.
His eyes grew darker at Chase’s words against his lips, kinda loving when Chase called him wildcat, but nothing compared to being told that Chase was gonna ride him. “There is no doubt in my mind at how good you’re gonna ride me, baby,” his voice came out sounding a little rougher than normal, just proof at how turned on he was. He pressed their lips together in another deep kiss, his hands moving from Chase’s hips to grasp his ass as he licked into the other inmate’s mouth. He slowly pulled away from the kiss after a few moments, tugging at Chase’s bottom lip as he pressed into the younger man’s fist. “Come on, baby, wanna feel you around me,” he nearly whispered the words against Chase’s lips, but he knew his man would hear them and he couldn’t help but press right back into another intense kiss. Honestly, Ryker couldn’t get enough of kissing Chase and he didn’t think he ever would.
Chase knew that this move would both impress Ryker and drive him a bit wild. Though he always liked the way it felt to be under the blonde, he wanted to do this for Ryker. For them. Chase was sure that his man had hardly ever, if at all, just had someone take care of him, never had a time where he could just lay back and be pleasured. He didn't know the man's ex old lady but somehow he got the feeling that she probably didn't give him the same sexual attention that he gave her. Chase would though, and he would be sure to make Ryker feel as good, if not better, as Ryker made him feel.
It always turned him on to feel his man harden, whether it was in his mouth or in his hand. There was something even more arousing about it with his hand slicked with lube as he stroked Ryker nice and slow. Judging by the way he had the blonde pushing upward for more and his voice was gruff, he was getting just aroused. He moaned shamelessly into the kiss when his ass was gripped, pressing back into the touch as his hand kept moving to ensure Ryker was stimulated to stay hard. He could feel him throbbing in the palm of his hand and just as his man expressed wanting to be inside him, Chase had determined that he was hard enough and ready. "Okay, Babe," he whispered. "No more waiting."
His own cock was hard as he went from straddling over Ryker's thighs to moving up over those hips. Chase's hand was planted firmly on his boyfriend's abs while the other guiding the slick head of the blonde's cock to his entrance. As soon as the tip moved past his ring, Chase's body shivered and his eyes were sharply on him as he gasped softly. "Jesus... Ryker..." The hand at his abs moved to grip one of the blonde's forearms and smoothly his hips rolled down to slowly work down onto Ryker's thick shaft. His other hand reached up to grip on the bunk above him for added leverage and once he got to where he had all of his man inside him, both hands went to Ryker's chest. With that same electric affection in his blue eyes looking at him, once more he began to move, starting in a slow, sensual ride.
— What are you doing here?
You're my brother, not to mention my old cellmate. Why would I not be?