“You kay?” Leo nods yes, out of his mind from what his man is doing to him but still with his fiancée. “I want more” Jason is still fucking him, not long strokes with a snap at the end he was doing before, but slow and grinding to both let him think a little while also keeping him all goo puddle fucked out “M’ gonna fuck you hard, then m’ gonna take care of you, kay’?”
“Green” Leo exhails, breathy and broken, hand padding out to find Jason’s. His man doesn't make him search for him, his larger fingers sliding between Leo’s smaller ones and pressing his hand into the bed, his ring biting into Leo’s skin. And then he picks up the pace
And it's good, it's so good, and it's not long before Jason is carefully pulling Leo up and back, holding them flush together with an arm across his chest, taking their linked hands with it as his other palm braces on Leo's hip. Leo has nowhere to balance, the muscles in his legs are liquid and he can't hold on like this, fingers squeezing until the press of their rings against each other hurts, but Jason has him. Holding him tight close and fucking up into him with his teeth in Leo’s neck until he's coming, groaning into Leo’s skin and spilling into him
Leo can feel him throb inside of him, and it's amazing. Just alive and here and Jason, gasping into his neck and holding him so tight it hurts a little. Leo’s head lolls, muscles jello, but still just coordinated enough to press their faces together so Leo can feel his man pant against his cheek.
They could be done here and Leo would be more than satisfied, but Jason has other ideas. The hand not clutching Leo to his chest is sneaking its way down, palming heavy over his skin until he finds his cock half hard and leaking
“C’mon one more” Jason says in his ear, going soft but still so deep in him especially in this position, hand burning against him with his the raw nerves “Gimme one more”
Leo couldn't stop him if he wanted to, and he doesn't really want him to. All he can do is try and look at his fiancée over his shoulder and attempt to remember how to breathe. Sharp stabs of pleasure-pain ripping across him until he's gasping through one last crest, a barely anything that has him twitching with harsh aftershocks long after
Jason kisses his shoulder as he comes down, then up his neck all soft and open-mouthed. When he reaches his face Leo has caught his breath enough to meet him in the middle even if his eyes are still rolling and his everything trembling
“You're so fucking lovely” Jason swears against his lips “I love you so much”
Leo just groans, too fucked out to even try and respond. That gets him more kisses, his brow line his cheekbone bone his neck. He feels so kept and doesn't want to move ever again, as one with his fiancée as he can get while still wearing skin
Fuck his fiancée, Jason is his fiancée, Leo is going to marry this man so hard once he can move again