Even Now

Chapter 53: Lateralus

I don't know why the title is the way it is 😂 it was just the album I was listening to when I was checking for grammar :3 and I thought, why not? I had no idea what to name this chapter. I mean, what's it supposed to be called, the sex chapter? 😅 maybe it should... idk. I feel like Wattpad would be a snitch if I did that 😆 

Well. I released this later than I thought I would 😅 but it's Saturday soooo I guess I'm on time? :') 

To all my beautiful readers: Yes. The moment most of y'all have been waiting for. The *sex* chapter is here! And that's pretty much all this chapter is about: physical intimacy, and all its wonderful ups and downs 😏
Man, we've had quite the journey to this chapter, huh? And don't worry... it'll be the first chapter in a series of *similar* chapters hehe 😉

Have fun out there! And, yes, your favourite warning:
⚠️ SMUT AHEAD ⚠️
for those who do not want to read this chapter, skip ahead :3 ❤️

On to the story...

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August 9, 1994: Seattle, WA, USA

Layne fumbles with Jerry's hair elastic before hastily tugging it down and discarding it to the floor, free now to run his fingers through Jerry's long blonde hair. He has a possessive hold on both the small of Jerry's back and the base of his neck, leaning in to him as he feels this lust possess every aspect of his being.

"Hmph," Jerry muffles as Layne bites his bottom lip. "Tfza caths!"

"Hmm? Oh..." Layne sighs, remembering that his cats would go after anything they found on the floor. He bends down to pick up the elastic, impatiently throwing it over onto the counter somewhere- not that his cats wouldn't get it there, either.

"So, you sure you'd be okay with-"

"Yes," Layne silences him with a kiss, relaxing when Jerry's arms wrap around him once more.

"Because I don't know if I would be, if I were the one-"

"I'm fine with it. I honestly just want to see what it's like," Layne shrugs, smirking as he plants kisses along Jerry's Adam's apple down to behind his ear. "Someone's gotta take the bullet."

"No. No, I... I don't want it to be like that. Honestly, if you're not okay with this- I mean, the regular routine is just fine. Honestly."

"We both know it could be better," Layne smirks. "Trust me. I 'honestly' want to do this with you."

Jerry kisses Layne softly, eyes ablaze with desire. "I really want to do this with you, too. God knows I've thought about it..."

They're careful not to trip over each other while backing towards the bedroom.

Jerry kicks the door closed behind them, leaving them now in mostly dark surroundings. He crosses his arms in front of him to grab the ends of his shirt, lifting it over his head. Layne does the same, annoyed when the sleeve of his T-shirt gets stuck for a moment on his elbow. He tosses it in frustration to the floor.

Now skin to skin, they become entangled with each other, their hands moving across each other's bare upper halves whilst their exploring mouths meet. Their eyes close as they begin to memorize each other, retracing old patterns and establishing new...

Jerry's calloused fingertips brush down Layne's shoulder blade, and he kisses sensually along his collarbone. Layne runs his hands through Jerry's feathery hair, mouth open while his eyes stay closed. The weight of the moment suspends them both in midair.
Layne takes a step backwards.
He's startled when he feels his shin bump against the bed; he trips, exclaiming before Jerry catches him with an arm firmly around his waist.