The Morning After || Dorliam
WHO: Dorian Hummel and Liam Smythe
WHERE: Las Vegas - their bedwoom
WHEN: January 1st, 2014
NOTES: Light NSFW stuff and a lot of fluff
Liam could barely believe he'd actually managed to get to sleep when he slowly opened his eyes. It had been a rather eventful night, but he'd wound up cuddling his half-comatose boyfriend in his arms and even humming a tune gently to him in the hopes of comforting him. Really, Dorian had only gotten a little tipsy, but he felt so strongly protective of the other male, more-so than he ever had for any other partner, and a part of him worried that something bad might happen to Dorian if he closed his eyes for even a second. But here he was, waking up in a happy little cocoon with his boyfriend ... oh ... with that awful addition he just couldn't control. He wondered if Dorian had noticed, but when he moved a moan escaped him and he knew he had. "Uhm ... g'morning tiger." He smiled sleepily.
Dorian panicked. He opened his mouth to say something, but he didn’t know what to say. He looked up to Liam’s face, a little desperate and then, Dorian tried to move the blankets aside so he’d leave the bed, but somehow he found himself cocooned inside the blankets. “I’m so, so, so sorry.” He begged, frustrated that every movement of his, he could feel more and more of Liam’s arousal and it only made him more aroused as well. He bit his lower lip when he felt another whimper trying to leave him. He closed his eyes, feeling his cheeks burning more than it had ever before, and he was sure Liam would kick him out of the bed at any time now and be disgusted by Dorian.
Liam could tell instantly that Dorian was uncomfortable with the situation, and he felt bad for having inadvertently caused it - until he felt Dor's own erection brushing against his groin, and a tiny gasp escaped him as a flood of pleasure washed through him. "Dor? Please don't be embarrassed ... happens all the time, right?" He asked with another sheepish smile, trying to dislodge them from the covers a little but winding up nudging closer to his boyfriend again.
Dorian bit his lower lip more forcefully at Liam’s gasp. Opening his eyes slowly, he looked up at Liam and was grateful when he dislodged them from the cover, but then he gasped when Liam cuddled even closer to him. “Lee…” He said slowly, not moving a muscle, being all tense. “If you… If you keep me close like this I won’t… be able to cool down.” He murmured, embarrassed. He couldn’t help but feel embarrassed. It was a rare thing for Dorian to wake up like this, and when he did, he used to stay in bed thinking in random things until he cooled down and left his bedroom. Usually, he’d at least have a dream that would trigger his morning wood, but this time he couldn’t remember any dream. Maybe it was Liam’s presence that made him feel aroused in the first place.
Liam shuffled backwards a little way and tilted his head slightly against the pillow, stroking his thumb down Dorian's bicep because he couldn't bear to just let him go completely right now. "Hey ... it's alright. To be honest ... if that's because of me ... well, at least I have the right effect on you." He nodded gently and smiled a tender smile, trying to make his boyfriend feel better. "W-would you ... maybe like me to help you ...?"
Dorian considered what Liam said about the right effect, and, well, if they were boyfriends, they should feel aroused and hot for each other, right? However, when he heard Liam’s suggestion, his eyes widened and his mouth fell open. He stuttered some noises before finally being able to speak. “H-help? You… You mean… Like… You know…” And at that, Dorian made an absent minded movement with his hand, not really resembling anything, but he expected Liam to understand it anyway, because he couldn’t bring himself to say it out loud.
Liam nodded slowly again. "Mmhmm. I mean, I wouldn't touch you unless you absolutely wanted me to, but ... well ... has no-one ever given you a hand-job before, babe?" Liam asked softly, feeling such love for the seemingly innocent boy lying across from him, but not daring to say anything more, sure that it'd terrify him.
Dorian tensed all over, thinking how on Earth his hard on was still there. Seeing his embarrassment, one would have thought he wasn’t more in the mood, but instead, Dorian seemed even more aroused. He shook his head slowly. From the exception of his brothers, no other boy had ever seen him naked before, let alone touched him there. He wanted to flee from the bed, lock himself on the bathroom, cry, whatever. However, his whole body was yearning to be touched and cared for. Dorian then nodded, in a silent question for Liam to touch him. He was still a little tense and didn’t even know how to react to this, but he wanted it, and it was so good to see in Liam’s eyes that the boy wanted it too.
Liam felt his heart-rate quicken when Dorian nodded. He wasn't necessarily expecting to be given the permission to go ahead and help Dorian out with his problem, especially since no-one had ever done this with him before. The temptation was too great though, and a part of him sensed that Dorian would probably feel even more self-conscious if Liam suddenly backed off. He slowly, gently, ran his hand further down Dorian's arm and gave his hand a tender squeeze of reassurance, leaning forward and nuzzling their noses together. "I promise I'll be gentle." He whispered, brushing his lips gently against Dorian's while moving his hand gently forward, pressing down against the fabric of his boyfriend's boxers and sighing against his lips.
Dorian got a little closer to Liam, nodding again and knowing that Liam wouldn’t be anything but gentle. He closed his eyes, letting his lips close to his boyfriend’s but not actually kissing, not yet. Dorian gasped when he felt Liam’s hand pressing against the fabric of his boxers and without even realising, Dorian grinded his hips forward, so he could feel more. After realising what he just did, Dorian opened his eyes and looked at Liam, a little embarrassed by his eagerness. He mumbled “sorry” before looking down to see what Liam was doing with his hand. Dorian brought his hands to Liam’s chest, holding on the fabric of the shirt there, trying to school his breathing not to sound so breathless now, but his heart was already slamming hard in his chest.
Liam pouted against Dorian's lips. "Shhh - don't be sorry. That just tells me I'm doing something good." He urged softly, pressing the heel of his hand against the length of Dorian's erection and rubbing slowly up and down. It felt wonderful, connecting with someone again like this, and knowing how much it meant to Dorian made it all the more special. "You feel incredible, Dor." He sighed.
Dorian gasped and bit his lower lip before he could moan, but he didn’t look away from Liam’s hand. It looked obscene, but so right and hot that Dorian didn’t even care. At Liam’s words, though, Dorian looked up and blushed, not knowing how on Earth Liam would think that. “You… You feel incredible too.” He whispered, not trusting his voice. Dorian moved his hips forward again, this time not apologizing, but he looked in Liam’s eyes anyway. And it was then that Dorian urged forward and kissed Liam, letting his tongue wander inside of Liam’s mouth and kissed him with intensity. The kiss and Liam’s hand combined made Dorian moan loudly, but he didn’t pulled away from the kiss when it happened.
Liam hummed deep in his throat, achingly turned on at the sight of the boy he cared so much for as he reacted to his touch in just about the hottest way possible. When Dorian leaned forward and locked their lips together he sped the pace of his hand a little and shuffled closer, close enough to that he could rub his own crotch against his boyfriend's body every now and then. It was nothing too forceful, but he got the feeling that Dorian might actually get much more gratification from having them both be getting off at the same time. Liam needed Dorian to know just how sexy the guy made him feel, and how much he craved the closeness with him. When the heated kiss broke, he rested their foreheads together and panted for a few moments. "Oh Dor ... please tell me this is good for you?" He almost whined, lost in the intensity of what they were doing.
Dorian whimpered when he felt Liam’s erection against his body and before he could think straight, Dorian let one of his hands wander down his body until he reached his hard on. This made Dorian gasp loudly, knowing that it was the first time he touched a boy there, even if it had a layer of fabric between his hand and their cock. “This is… This is more than good.” He panted, and looked at Liam to reassure him he was loving every second of it. And how couldn’t he? The boy he liked was touching him in a really delicious way and wanting to make him feel good, while Dorian was trying to make Liam feel good as well. It’d only be better if they took of their boxers, but only the thought of it made Dorian blush. “Am I doing it right?” Dorian asked, stroking his length a little awkwardly, but determined to make him feel good just as much as Liam was making him.
Liam growled to himself and rolled his head back when Dorian's fingers suddenly found their way down to his length. "You're doing p...perfectly, baby ..." He sighed again brokenly, gently thrusting against the other male's hand. "Do you maybe wanna ...?" He raised an eyebrow and reached down with his free hand, taking Dorian's and raising it gently, pushing his fingers towards the waistband of his underwear and urging him to delve down into them.
Dorian nodded and then gasped when he felt Liam’s erection skin to skin with his hand. He closed his hand around his girth, giving a firm stroke just to test it before starting to stroke it more profusely. Having Liam in his hand and Liam’s hand on him was another level of perfect. In that moment, Dorian was feeling connected with someone like he had never before, and it didn’t feel dirty or wrong. It felt right, felt perfect. Dorian was panting, then, and looked back at Liam’s eyes once he started pumping Liam in a quick rhythm. “Liam…” He moaned the boy’s name, but didn’t look away. Instead, he just rolled his hips, trying to get even more attention.
Liam nodded quickly. "M'right here, baby ... right here." He groaned, his eyes fluttering shut and his own hand wandering, gently teasing down into Dorian's boxers and stroking downwards with his fingertips, twisting and feeling every inch of the heavy length in his hand. "Dorian ... my beautiful, darling boy ... who also happens to be hot as hell." He gasped as Dorian's hand connected just right against his skin and made him whimper. "Holy ... /jesus/."
Dorian moaned wantonly at the feeling of Liam’s hand on his length. “Liam…” He moaned again, trying to get even closer to Liam, pulling him by the neck with his free hand and then locking them together in a kiss, but soon enough he pulled away, panting. “I… I can’t…” Dorian shook his head, not really sure what he meant by that. It was all too much and it was all too good, and he couldn’t think properly, couldn’t focus on anything else except from the pleasure he was feeling and trying to reciprocate the best he could with his mind not working properly.
"Oh god yes - kiss me." Liam begged when he felt Dorian tugging him forward, nipping and sucking at his boyfriend's lower lip and rocking their bodies together in a delicious rhythm. He bit his own lip at Dorian's statement - it felt like heaven to watch someone fall apart just from his touch, and a part of him wanted this moment to last forever. It felt so strange to be in control to an extent in the bedroom too ... it just wasn't something he was used to, and he was surprised at how well he was coping with it. "I know, baby ... it only gets better, I swear it. I'm going to worship you every chance I get ... you're beautiful and you're mine." He insisted, rocking a little harder and leaning his head down to pant against Dorian's shoulder, turning his head and planting a few hot kisses against his neck. "Any time you want to let go, baby ... just let go."
Dorian knew how an orgasm felt, but he had never been so worked up before, so he could only imagine how it could possibly feel to come now, but he wanted it to last longer, he wanted it to last forever. But he knew he couldn’t. So he just nodded slightly, moaning, rolling his hips accordingly with the rhythm made by Liam’s hand and continued to stroke Liam’s cock. However, his moans stopped and he couldn’t even breath properly, but before he could even worry about it, he came, letting go all the air that was in his lungs while he muttered Liam’s name. Bliss, ecstasy, nirvana… All those words couldn’t describe what he was feeling, but he couldn’t be better. Noticing his hand had gone lax when his orgasm hit him, he resumed stroking Liam again, more enthusiastically now, wanting to make him feel everything Dorian was feeling now. Dorian looked straight in Liam’s eyes. He didn’t want to miss the moment when he came.
Liam loosened his grip just a little when he noticed how ragged Dorian's breathing had becoming, not wanting his boyfriend to wind up choking for air when he was meant to be enjoying all of this. He stroked lazily, still rocking and humming against Dorian's skin, and then suddenly his hand was being coated in a warm sticky liquid, and he sighed in ecstasy. "Perfect." He whispered, the only word he could think to say at that very moment. He felt almost in a post-orgasmic haze himself, until Dorian's fingers moved again, and he was jolted back into life by the aching need to come himself. When his boyfriend locked eyes with him it sent a shock of pleasure running right through him, and he keened into Dorian's hand, coming harder than he ever had in his entire life. When he was suitably spent he reached down between their bodies and stilled his boyfriend's hand, leaning in and capturing his lips in another steamy but completely exhausted kiss. "Wow." He sighed eventually.
Dorian was marveled by Liam’s expression when he came. He was beautiful, and that was then that Dorian promised that he’d have this for the rest of his life, because Liam deserved to be as ecstatic as this every day and Dorian wouldn’t want to share it with anyone ever. Liam was his boyfriend, and if Dorian had any choice about the future, they’d be together forever. “Yeah, wow.” Dorian said, and then giggled, letting his body relax completely on the bed while he looked straight at Liam. “This was… Perfect. You’re perfect. And I… I don’t want to sound as a pervert or anything, but I want this all the time.” This didn’t exactly mean the sex part, but everything related to it and to Liam. Dorian thought that had he done it with any other guy, he wouldn’t have felt as satisfied and giddy. It was because of Liam and Dorian’s connection that it was this perfect, and Dorian wanted this connection to last forever.
Liam hummed softly. "/You're/ perfect, Dor." He whispered, nuzzling his nose against his boyfriend's cheek, the warmth of it making his heart swell again. "I want it too ... all of this. I feel so different around you compared to everyone else ... so safe, like nothing's ever going to hurt me. I've never actually felt like it before - it's kind-of overwhelming if I'm honest." Liam continued quietly, not sure if he should be admitting all of this right now, but seemingly unable to stop his mouth running away with him. "But I promise I'll never hurt you, Dor - your smile is like sunshine to me, and if I don't get to see it every day, I think I'd die."
Dorian beamed, feeling extremely delighted at his words. “I feel this way too, Lee.” He said, cupping Liam’s cheek with one hand and stroking his cheek with his thumb. “I trust you. I know you’ll never do any harm to me. And I want to make you happy too, I want to be able to always make you smile and never do anything that could make you suffer in any way.” Dorian was probably babbling, but he couldn’t contain himself. “I’m glad you gave me the chance to try.” Now that they were boyfriends, Dorian would make anything within his reach to make sure Liam was happy for having him by his side. Dorian felt that Liam would make him perfectly content and satisfied in every possible way. “I’m just so… overwhelmed too. There’s so much joy, excitement, and even want inside of me that I can’t really focus on only one. But, to be honest, I just need to focus on you and I know I’m happy.” And, saying so, Dorian kissed Liam chastely on the lips.
Liam smiled fondly, his heart swelling again. "Then let's be happy together." He whispered, resting his forehead against Dorian's and just breathing in and out, feeling more contented than he had in the longest time. Pretty soon he felt another wave of tiredness wash over him, and he slept soundly for several more hours, the best rest he'd had in years.