Home Is With You

11 • Palpable

Jeremy's pov

To say I was surprised when Homer showed up for dinner, would be a understatement. I was ecstatic that he came. Even though we spent our lunch together, I still wanted to spend time with him.

"You like him that much, huh?" Georgia said as she stood beside me as I prepared Homer's and I food. "Yeah. I really like him Georgia." I sigh. "That's good. It's been quite a while since I seen that oaf seem so peaceful of even smile like that." Georgia smiled.

"What was his wife like if you don't mind me asking?" I hummed. "One word. She was a bitch. Always wanted the attention on her. Never let my brother go out with our family. She practically isolated him. But he loved her. But after everything that happened, she started pushing everyone away. She destroyed her marriage with her disdainfulness ." Georgia said glaring at the food.

"You and Homer are very forthcoming about his previous marriage. It's good to know I don't have to worry about any secrets coming to bite me in my ass." I say to her. "Of course. Our family are probably the most direct people."  Georgia smiled. "Good to know." I hum as I walk to the dining table placing Homer's bowl in front of him.

"Thank you Jeremy." He smiled at me. "You're welcome." I hum. Feeling him pull my chair closer, I smirk as I feel his arm around my chair as we begin eating.

"So Homer how come you came to dinner? You usually don't come." Georgia said looking at Homer as Maverick smirked at me. "Obviously I'm here because I want to spend some time with Jeremy." He says squeezing my shoulder.

Smiling I kiss his cheek, not missing the reddening of his ears."Ugh you two make me want to barf. The sexual tension is palpable between you two." Maverick said dramatically.

Homer and I didn't reply as we looked at each other. No one, not even us, could deny that there wasn't sexual tension between us. I won't deny that I fantasized about him fucking me from behind as he pulled my hair. Ravishing me, claiming me as his, owning my heart and soul.

But I won't give in until I feel I'm ready. Did I think about him after he kicked me out? Yes, I did. Did I think I would see him again? Hell no. But that's not stopping me from pursuing a relationship with Homer.

Dinner carried on as we talked about work among other things. It left a warm feeling in my chest as I didn't feel as lonely. I was surrounded by people that support me and care for me. It felt like a family dinner.

"Who's up for desserts? I made chocolate covered strawberries" Georgia smiled as she walked into the kitchen. She came back sitting the cheesecake on the table.

"I want some." I say as I grab some a slice for Homer and I to share. Absent mindedly I holdⁿ a strawberry up to Homer. His eyes widen just slightly before he keeps eye contact with me. Biting into the berry, I feel his teeth nip at fingertips, juice dripping down the side of his mouth. Pulling the top of the strawberry away from him I smirk as he swipes the juice onto his thumb taking it into his mouth. Smirking at him I bit my lip watching as he growls lightly at me.

"Jesus! This like a porno." Maverick groaned as he looked at us. Winking at Homer I excuse myself going to the bathroom, discreetly touching Homer's shoulder. Going to the bathroom that was down the hall, entering inside I don't have to wait long as Homer comes in.

Circling my arms around his neck as he grabs my ass in his hands making me moan lowly. "I don't want to have sex with you, yet." I say to him. "You set the pace." Homer whispered as I kissed him feeling his hand move to grip my hair.

Lifting me onto the counter Homer ravages my lips sucking, bitting them until they became slightly swollen. Feeling him make his way down my neck I gasp gripping his t shirt as I spread my legs for him. "I want to suck you off baby." I moan softly feeling him leave hickeys on my neck. Homer backed up as I hopped off the counter kissing him sweetly before I descended to my knees unbottoning his jeans. Sliding them down to his ankles his cock slapping against his stomach.

Taking him in my grip, my free hand undoing my pants as well releasing me. Locking eyes with Homer as I extended my tongue, licking the underside of his vein covered cock. A low hiss fell from his lips as he gripped my hair wrapping it around his hand.

Stroking myself in time as I bobbed my head my hands caressing Homer's skin. "So good Remy. Just like that." Homer grunted quietly as I felt his bulbous head hit the back of my throat. Fondling his balls with my free hand I feel them grow taunt as his orgasm grew closer. "I'm close Remy." Homer moans as he rocks his hip, fucking my mouth.

Working my tongue along the tip, my orgasm comes in thick white rope as it hits the floor. Homer following behind me as he orgasms in my mouth some dribbling down my chin into my beard. Pulling away I smirk at him as I wipe my chin with my thumb sucking on it. Quickly cleaning the floor, I stand turning towards the sink to hopefully get the cum out of my beard.

Feeling Homer hum as he pulls his pants back up before he hold buttoning my pants. "I have never done that." Homer chuckled. "What? Got a blow job? Or did it with company around?" I ask him. "With company around. It was exhilarating." Homer hummed kissing my neck. Turning towards him, I kiss his temple.

"You are totally different from my ex wife. She never wanted to try anything new." Homer growled as I turned around. "Well I don't compare to her. I don't want you to compare us either." I say to him looking in his chocolate hues.

"Never again Remy." Homer hummed as I kissed him.