Sol stormed right in when Sonder opened the door. "I fucking hate her. She's a fucking traitor." Sol slammed her purse down on the table then flung herself on the couch. "Rhett has apparently just been flirting up a storm with everyone while I've been here like an idiot thinking that just because we weren't always together we were still actually together."
Sonder barely had time to open the door before Sol had stormed in and was shouting on his couch. He went to her and sat on the floor in front of her, resting a gentle hand on her hair. "Rhett?" He asked softly, knowing the answer. "I'm sorry honey. You get it out. Do you want to stay here? Jer loves you he'd be fine with it. We've got a spare room and everything and you're always welcome! Oh Sol. If she's done something outside your boundaries it's not okay." He said, knowing full well that flirting was a non issue in his relationship.
What traits do you think were passed down from your father?
Probably my sense of humour, and my passion. My dad came to this country with a vision and has performed street magic outside his little shop every day since he got the keys! He's a well loved performer in London and I'm so proud to take on his legacy. I love working with him, and he takes on my ideas with gusto! He's just a great guy and I'm so happy to have him.
You've already had one failed engagement do you think you'd ever get married to Jeremy?
I'll definitely get married to Jeremy if he wanted to! Our mums have been planning our wedding for a very long time. Caldwell was... it was stupid. I don't even know why we were engaged? He barely kissed me and his family were weird. I love Jeremy, he can't keep his hands off me, and our families have been close ever since we started school together! What more could a person ask for?
My biggest fear is there being an announcement that the world will end in ten minutes and I can't get to the people I love in time to be with them at the end. I'm also scared of those semi sentient plants Loxley likes so much. What if that means carrots are screaming when I eat them???
Tell the truth - your new boyfriend's kind of a letdown after dating a rockstar, right?
Oh... haven't you met Jeremy Lockhart? He's a rockstar in his own league. Cass is lovely too, of course, but Jeremy is the love of my life! I've had a thing for him since the minute I set eyes on him. He's a little baking rockstar and I love him :)
“My God Jeremy, you do know I was recently known as that guy who was dating one of the biggest new bands in the country, right? It’s basically become… a big fucking problem is what it’s become!” He was, to be fair, getting hysterical. He couldn’t help it. This had been one of his underlying fears for months now. He’d gained a huge following on social media because of Cass, and in the beginning it had been fun! Girls were jealous of him, men were thirsting after him. They didn’t know the complexities of that relationship, nor did they have any idea of the history he had with Jeremy. To them, Sonder was practically a cheater! He’d seen comments implying that he was and that character assassination was terrifying to him. Sonder loved the spotlight. He loved dancing on tables and singing karaoke. He took Jeremy’s arms from around him and kissed his hands before moving to check the windows. “Please Jeremy, I need you to trust me here. We need to ease into online presence with our relationship… and I’m sorry that’s so… it sounds bad. But everyone in real life will know soon! Loxley knows, and our mums are going to actually cry when we tell them.” He turned around after closing the curtains and finally took a breath. “I love you Jeremy Lockhart. I always have, you know. But this is just really scary, and not for normal reasons… but do you understand?”
“Why would his fans attack you? People break up all the time. Especially musicians! If anything they should be grateful because they’ll probably get a great album out of it.” Jeremy didn’t really understand what it meant to date someone famous and suddenly be in the public eye that much. His own following had grown slowly over time so he got to get used to it gradually. Jeremy hated that posting a picture had done this to the person he loved and he wished he could take it back but anything on the internet is forever. “I’m pretty sure they’ve been planning our wedding since we were 11,” he teased and gave a quick peck to the top of Sonder’s head. “I love you too and I’m sorry I hurt you. I didn’t know that posting a picture would do that so I won’t post anything about us without your permission okay? I don’t know anything about that whole fame thing so I’ll put the wheel in your hand because I trust you.” Jeremy wasn’t a huge fan of keeping his relationships private but he was a big fan of Sonder and was willing to do it if it meant he was happy and comfortable.
"Oh gods you're probably right..." Sonder felt a knot in his gut at the idea of Cass writing songs about him. He didn't know if his anger issues could take that. People singing happily about something that had hurt so much. He didn't love Cass. He had fond memories of their relationship but most of them were of jealousy and betrayal. He needed to talk to Shosh. Like they used to. He needed to know she didn't hate him. Sonder sat back on the couch with a huff, which turned into a small giggle at the wedding mentioned. "I'm pretty sure my mum has a Pinterest about it, I'm not joking. They'll behave like they've won the lottery." He rolled his eyes at the thought, his cheeks already red. They were basically admitting that their mums knew best and it was very annoying! He didn't know how Jeremy's dad was going to be, if he'd understand, but he knew his dad would be just as excited as the mums. Cute. Silly. "Jeremy, you didn't hurt me! It just frightened me. You don't know how crazy their fans are... it'll be okay though." He pulled a blanket over himself and rubbed the couch cushion next to him. "Come watch a funny movie with me, yeah? Get our minds off this."
Sonder looked down from the TV to look at the photo. He needed to watch Derry Girls with subtitles. Their slang was hilarious, but he more often than not needed a moment with it. The photo was, indeed, cute. Sonder had drawn a heart on Jeremy’s cheek with the chalk markers. They were made for all surfaces, after all. He looked back at the TV when he heard talking, but something made him take another look at the photo. “Oh my god, you didn’t post that did you?!” He grabbed Jeremy’s phone without thinking. All the numbers under the photo were speeding up, and suddenly his own phone started pinging in his pocket. “No no no! Nononono…” He deleted the picture, but the damage was done. He took out his phone with shaking hands. When he got a text message from a number he didn’t know, Sonder’s mouth went dry. He turned off his phone and went to the door to lock it. “Jeremy… fangirls. Fanboys. Fanpeople. Oh my god. They’re gunna kill us…”
Jeremy was confused when Sonder started to freak out and take his phone from him. “Whoa whoa whoa slow down Sonny.” He got up and followed him to the door. Jeremy’s arms wrapped around Sonder and he lowered his head to rest on Sonder’s. “Why would anyone come kill us over a photo? I mean I know homophobia still exists and all but I don’t think people would actually kill anyone over this. Plus anyone who would likely doesn’t know where we live. It’s not like either of us have been super secretive that we like guys.” Jeremy was always one who loved the thrill of getting caught so kissing out in public was a pretty usual MO for him. He didn’t even think anything of posting a photo.
"My God Jeremy, you do know I was recently known as that guy who was dating one of the biggest new bands in the country, right? It's basically become... a big fucking problem is what it's become!" He was, to be fair, getting hysterical. He couldn't help it. This had been one of his underlying fears for months now. He'd gained a huge following on social media because of Cass, and in the beginning it had been fun! Girls were jealous of him, men were thirsting after him. They didn't know the complexities of that relationship, nor did they have any idea of the history he had with Jeremy. To them, Sonder was practically a cheater! He'd seen comments implying that he was and that character assassination was terrifying to him. Sonder loved the spotlight. He loved dancing on tables and singing karaoke. He took Jeremy's arms from around him and kissed his hands before moving to check the windows. "Please Jeremy, I need you to trust me here. We need to ease into online presence with our relationship... and I'm sorry that's so... it sounds bad. But everyone in real life will know soon! Loxley knows, and our mums are going to actually cry when we tell them." He turned around after closing the curtains and finally took a breath. "I love you Jeremy Lockhart. I always have, you know. But this is just really scary, and not for normal reasons... but do you understand?"
“Hey babe what do you think of this filter?” Jeremy leaned over on the couch to show Sonder the photo on his phone. It was a cute one of them kissing at the bakery after hours when Sonder was helping him write the signs for the fresh pastries that would be available the next day. They hadn’t posted any pictures of them before that had hinted at anything other than a friendship but Jeremy liked this picture and he didn’t think anything of it when it came to posting it to instagram.
Sonder looked down from the TV to look at the photo. He needed to watch Derry Girls with subtitles. Their slang was hilarious, but he more often than not needed a moment with it. The photo was, indeed, cute. Sonder had drawn a heart on Jeremy's cheek with the chalk markers. They were made for all surfaces, after all. He looked back at the TV when he heard talking, but something made him take another look at the photo. "Oh my god, you didn't post that did you?!" He grabbed Jeremy's phone without thinking. All the numbers under the photo were speeding up, and suddenly his own phone started pinging in his pocket. "No no no! Nononono..." He deleted the picture, but the damage was done. He took out his phone with shaking hands. When he got a text message from a number he didn't know, Sonder's mouth went dry. He turned off his phone and went to the door to lock it. "Jeremy... fangirls. Fanboys. Fanpeople. Oh my god. They're gunna kill us..."
The tension could be cut with a knife. Jeremy wasn’t exactly sure how to go about this. Sure they had been close before. They had kissed and even fooled around but this time was different It was more intimate. It was serious but they weren’t talking about it. Jeremy didn’t know how to act around Sonder anymore. Technically Sonder was still with Cass but they were seemingly not in a closed relationship. Jeremy didn’t want to push Sonder so instead he figured he would try to just act natural and let Sonder lead the conversation. Jeremy had been busy for the past week holding interviews for the bakery so this is the first time he was spending more time at home since. Now he was making some dinner, “Are you gonna want some? I’m making chicken wings.”
"Oh wonderful! What flavour?" Sonder looked up from his book and Jeremy had changed spots again. The boy couldn't sit still at the best of times, but now there was a giant elephant in the room that neither of them seemed to know how to approach. They couldn't even blame alcohol. They'd been stone cold sober and they'd done it twice. Sonder had a huge email in his drafts waiting to send to Cass, but he couldn't make himself press send. Nor could he drag himself out to see his vampire boyfriend. They had to break up. It wasn't working out. And that wasn't just because of Jeremy. Sonder put his book down and went into the kitchen, pulling out items for a salad. It didn't feel right letting Jeremy do everything. He dared a quick look into the boy's beautiful face but Jeremy's blue eyes caught him and Sonder went red. He dropped a tomato and giggled a high pitched, nervous little laugh. "Oh shit! Can you pass me the paper towel?"
Wine and Drag Race were exactly what he needed. Not to be caged into any stereotypes, but Sonder absolutely adored partying, and tried his very best to keep up with Cass and the band. Maybe it was because Cass was part Vampire and could metabolise the drugs quicker, or maybe it was because he was a youthful sixteen months younger than Sonder, but he needed a break.
Cass didn't seem to mind. In fact, he had become a little distant, but Sonder wouldn't admit that it got to him. His unintentional polyamorous relationship (with a girl, no less) was heavy on his mind. Normally the drugs numbed it, but Sonder was very much enjoying the wine with his best friend instead.
"What would your drag name be?" Sonder asked, his cheeks flushed red and giddy. "I think mine would be Saalty Tension. Can you see it?? And I would be boldly against tucking." He laughed heartily as Ru Paul savagely tore down a Queen.
"Well, I haven't actually thought about it, but Saalty Tension sounds hot." Jeremy purred his delicious, irresistible purr. Sonder didn't know if it was on purpose or not. Jeremy didn't talk to him like that. Not that he hadn't seen his friend flirting with people before, but Sonder was rarely the recipient. Although, it wasn't impossible... Jeremy took Sonder's wrist in his big, manly hands, and turned it over so that he could press a fluttering kiss to his palm.
"You would absolutely need to tuck. I've seen... Well, no, You're too shy to show me properly, which is a bit unfair because you've seen me naked a thousand times..." Jeremy was on a tangent, and Sonder blushed deeply. "I've seen you in those sequined go-go shorts. That's practically naked."
Sonder giggled and pulled his wrist away on instinct. His fingers danced over the spot that had been kissed. "Stop it! What are you doing, you bloody perve?" Sonder pushed on Jeremy's shoulder, making the Lockhart giggle instead. His hair flopped in such a way... Oh... "It's... Stop it, I can't believe we're even discussing this, it's nothing like yours..."
"I saw it, a little, remember that time you jerked off while I fucked Tyler?"
Sonder's breath caught in his throat. They didn't bring that up much, not when they were this close to sober. He swallowed the remainder of his wine to close the gap. "You did not!" He protested, sitting forward to fill his glass. He turned at the waist and topped off Jeremy's glass. "I was extremely discreet, and you've always been a show off! I mean, I would too, if I was - Well..." He gestured to the comparative Greek God.
Jeremy scoffed. "You're not being insecure, not after all this time?" Sweet, kind Jeremy, took Sonder's hands in his own once more. His big, strong hands. Sonder gulped. "You've got nothing to worry about. From what I've seen, you're totally perfect." He gave an encouraging squeeze. Sonder gave a small smile and took his hands back, back to the wine. Surely it was just the wine making him this flirty. Besides, it was normal for them. They'd always been flirty. "You don't need to be big when you're a bottom, anyway."
Sonder spat his wine dramatically and turned back around to Jeremy, properly red in the face now. "Excuse me?! You're just full of assumptions today, aren't you?" He attempted a playful slap at Jeremy's cheek but it ended in Sonder doing nothing but pressing his hand against the stubble there. His thumb brushed Jeremy's lower lip, and the blonde obligingly let his mouth gently open. He'd kissed him before. Loads of times. They kissed for experimentation in the beginning, and then for fun, and later for more fun, and sometimes when they were drunk... Like now... But Sonder hadn't even finished his second glass...
"I've topped. Loads." Cass. And he was really being very liberal with the word 'loads'. Maybe a couple of times, but lately they only hung out when they were both on massive amounts of drugs. He was sure Cass had sex with Shosh now more than ever, now they were on the road and in each other's space at every moment. With Jeremy's rough face in his hand, his soft lip against the tip of his thumb, did he really even care who Cass was shagging?
He leaned forward and kissed him. Gentle at first, playful, as if it were a question. 'Is this okay? Were you just teasing me?' And Jeremy answered with vigour. The boy wrapped his arm around Sonder's waist, forcing the smaller boy up, his stomach pressing against Jeremy's chest. Okay, definitely not teasing. Sonder's hand went up into Jeremy's gorgeous hair, which he tugged, and the blonde emitted a moan. Sonder smirked against Jeremy's mouth and so the boy answered it, tugging on Sonder's hair, his tongue pushing into his mouth. Sonder moaned, much louder than Jeremy's, which had the boy chuckling. "Idiot." Sonder whimpered, biting Jeremy's lip and dragging, slowly, letting the reddness pop between his lips while the Lockhart locked eyes with him.
"Is this okay?" Jeremy asked through his hooded eyes, luscious eyelashes batting ever-so-sweetly. Sonder gave a small whimper. Cass. He looked up, thinking about it for a moment. How happy Cass seemed with Shosh. How drunk he was with Sonder. Maybe they weren't compatible as a couple. Maybe they were better as friends? They'd jumped into everything so fast, which was just so unlike Sonder. He had been proposed to by Caldwell before he'd even had a dick inside or around him.
His hands rested on Jeremy's shoulders, thumbs rubbing small circles into the skin of his neck. He'd known the boy for most of his life. And he'd always wanted him. There wasn't a moment in his life where he wouldn't have dropped everything to do whatever Jeremy wanted to do. He truly, with all his heart, loved Jeremy Lockhart.
"It's perfect." He said, firmly and with purpose. And as soon as the words left his mouth, Jeremy was on top of him like a racehorse out of the starting gate. He kissed up Sonder's slender neck, brushing his nose up his skin. Sonder straddled Jeremy on the couch as drag queens yelled at each other. Jeremy grabbed a hold of Sonder's ass and pulled him closer while the other went up his shirt to play with Sonder's pierced nipples. It was all so much. And in such a position there wasn't much Sonder could do but to moan, whimper, and grind. He could feel Jeremy's erection pressing eagerly against his ass. Sonder had been hard almost the entire conversation. His own penis pressed into Jeremy's stomach.
"Is it too much?" Jeremy asked, coming up for air. Sonder shook his head immediately as he rubbed his ass pointedly against Jeremy's dick. The Lockhart fumbled at the fastening of Sonder's jeans, and Sonder stopped his grinding. "Does that ever work? You sweet moron, skinny jeans." He mumbled the words lovingly through kisses and bites before dislodging himself from Jeremy's lap. "My place or yours?" He giggled, pointing to his room. It was definitely the closest, and it was the one more equipped for penis on penis sex.
Jeremy grabbed the boy in a fireman's hold, having Sonder make an unsavoury noise as he was suddenly scooped up. And so easily... "Jeremy!" He protested, not-so-secretly loving it. It wasn't long before he was thrown back onto his own bed. He had bought himself an extremely impractical bed spread. Bright pink and fluffy, like a stuffed toy. It was not for having sex on. Sweet, stupid Jeremy didn't think of that at all and jumped on it eagerly. "Oh my god! If you got cum on this I'd actually skin you and use you as a bed spread instead. I'd Buffalo Bill your sweet ass." Sonder shoo'd his friend off the bed until it was just sheets. The sheets could handle it.
Jeremy looked so sweet standing beside the bed, waiting impatiently, dick literally in his hands for Sonder to ready himself. Lubricant on the bedside table, an array of condoms. Toys, if they wanted to. Sonder had come a long way since Caldwell, virginal and afraid, Moore. He wouldn't have to blow Jeremy to hint to him that he wanted to have sex. Jeremy only needed to see the hungry look in Sonder's eyes as he walked calmly around the bed to his best friend and pushed him into a seated position. He took Jeremy's chin between his thumb and forefinger and had the boy look up at him. "I'm down for anything, really. And I don't normally top. I'd rather ride than top. I'll top if you really want but I'd prefer to lay down on my Egyptian cotton sheets and have you ravish me." He brushed his thumb across Jeremy's kiss-swollen lips. He looked up at him with his silly puppy eyes. Clearly, he hadn't expected his teasing to come to this.
"I'm down for anything." He pulled on Sonder's wrist, making the boy giggle, as he fell back into his bed. Jeremy started by undressing him properly this time. Sonder's dick popped up lewdly as his pants were pulled roughly down, and he turned an even deeper shade of red. Jeremy managed to pull Sonder halfway down the bed with a tug of his jeans and Sonder had to do the rest, kicking them off unceremoniously.
"Your dick is perfect, what were you even talking about?" Jeremy didn't wait for an answer as he took the length in his warm mouth. Sonder's toes curled. Oh, God. It had been a while. He wouldn't have lied and said he'd never imagined Jeremy's mouth before. Even wanked off to it. But he was so.... Eager. Hungry. Sonder grabbed the boy by the hair and pulled him up, crawling over him, kissing and tasting the saltiness on his mouth.
Jeremy's jeans were easier to extract but they both giggled as the woolen jumper captured Jeremy's upper body. It gave Sonder an opportunity to tickle him at first, his first instinct, and then to lay him back and kiss all over his chest, flicking his tongue against his nipples. A contained Jeremy gave a muffled moan before being able to get the jumper off completely, and once he had his hands he put them to use. Jeremy spat in his hand and Sonder scoffed. They had lube right there! Jeremy appeared to not notice as he grabbed a hold of both of their dicks and let his saliva be the lube and... Oh. And it felt very nice, made nicer by the fact that Jeremy had a little dribble making a line of spit from his mouth to his dick. Sonder's toes curled.
He put his finger to the line of spit first, an attempt to wipe it up? But Jeremy took it as an excuse to take Sonder's finger in his mouth. His tongue flicked just deliciously and Sonder moaned. Jeremy was a well trained slut and Sonder hadn't taken advantage of it at all. Jeremy had been out fooling around all of Hogwarts and Sonder had been left masturbating to the thought of it. He had to make up for lost time now. He replied to the finger sucking by taking Jetrmy's big manly hand in his and sucking on his finger in kind. It was Jeremy's turn to moan as Sonder gave the boy a preview of what he could do to his thick dick once he got a a chance to. He looked down between them, at his own dick on top of Jeremy's. The similarities and the differences. And for once, he didn't care.
Jeremy had a wet finger now, which was exactly what he had planned. He pulled Sonder forward and kissed him deeply, lewly, his mouth hungry to taste, his lips bruising and teeth grazing. And with that, he pressed his wet finger against the warm hole of Sonder's ass. The boy cried out in shock and pleasure, and before Jeremy could very annoyingly ask if it was okay, Sonder pressed his hand against Jeremy's, making his finger go inside further. It felt so good, and Sonder could feel himself becoming overwhelmed. With their bodies so close together there was barely room for a hand on a dick anymore, but Sonder made do. With less of a stroking and more of a teasing of Jeremy's slit.
Sonder felt himself come, sticky and warm, all over Jeremy's stomach. And once Jeremy realised what was happening, he too added to the mess. Sonder let out a soft screech at the untidiness of it all and pressed his legs together in an attempt to contain the sea of semen. Jeremy only laughed, and being the friend he was, he threw Sonder off of him and let the jizz go everywhere. Sonder cried out in protest and as he did, Jeremy laid his full body weight over his stomach, cum and all. He shrieked, pushing at the mountain of a man on top of him to no avail.
"Disgusting! You have to wash my sheets."
"Why?! It's your fault as much as mine!"
"Be-Because I made an attempt! You're so gross, oh my god! Get off me!"
Jeremy obliged with a goofy, just-done-it look on his face. Sonder rolled his eyes. Covered in cum, he was already stripping the sheets around Jeremy's naked body.
"Get up, you big... God, you big goofy mess! C'mon, we can shower."
That manged to get him standing at least, and to be quite fair to him, he did put the washing on. Sonder sucked Jeremy off in the shower later that night. Jeremy returned the favour later in his own bed, but there was no mess that time.
They cuddled together as they had done a thousand times before. Jeremy's face against the back of Sonder's neck, Sonder absentmindedly tracing on the skin of the arm Jeremy threw over him.
"What am I meant to say to Cass?" He asked quietly, waited patiently for an answer, but Jeremy had fallen asleep. Sonder drifted off too, but only after worrying about his ethics for a few more hours.
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