Perhaps In Another Life [WMMAP]

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Lucas wakes up in Ijekiel's arms, the sun pouring through the open window above him, and a warm wind billowing into his lungs. He blinks against it, lifting his eyes to stare at the man beside him. He was sleeping peacefully, like he didn't fuck Lucas to tears last night. His brows were relaxed, lips slightly swollen from all the kissing and sucking, and neck peppered with marks Lucas had left.

Asleep, Ijekiel Alpheus looked even more like an angel than he already did awake.

Lucas scootched closer, still feeling drowsy as he admired his partner's face. Ijekiel stirred, brows slightly furrowing for only a moment before relaxing once again, pulling Lucas closer as if he was a pillow or something soft that fit snuggly under his chin. Lucas settled back in Ijekiel's embrace, enjoying the way his chest rose and fell with each breath. Ijekiel made a low noise in the back of his throat, nuzzling into Lucas' hair like a cat seeking warmth.

He smiled, content, slowly drifting back to sleep before Ijekiel suddenly sprung up, startling Lucas.

"Good morning to you too, dick head." Lucas muttered, annoyed at how he interrupted the peace he already got himself comfortable with.

Ijekiel ignored him. "We're late for class." His voice was hoarse, but his expression was stern, eyebrows drawn together in concentration. The sun shone on his skin in a way that highlighted every feature Lucas could appreciate.

"So, what?" Lucas yawned, not understanding his point. "Big deal, we can be late for a class or two." He wrapped his arms around his partner, attempting to drag him back to bed but he shrugged him away. Rude.

Ijekiel stood up, "I can't be late, my attendance has been flawless until now." He scrambled to find a towel to use for a shower.

Lucas followed suit, slightly stumbling because of the ache in his legs, "Babe, it's not going to destroy your grades. You're making a big deal out of nothing." He frowned, "Oh, can we shower together?"

Ijekiel paused, before shaking his head. "No, we can't be later than we already are." Lucas's lips curved into a smirk, he considered it, with a little bit of coaxing, he might give in.

Ijekiel gave in, eventually fucking him in the bathroom and what was supposed to be a quickie ended up being 50 minutes long, resulting to them missing their first class in the morning.

As soon as they entered the bathroom, Lucas jumped on Ijekiel, eager and craving his touch as if he hadn't had enough from last night. Which he didn't. He connected their lips together, licking into his mouth to gain entrance. Ijekiel responded hungrily, one hand tangled in his hair, another reaching down to grip his ass.

Their lips disconnected, leaving a string of saliva between them as Lucas panted. Ijekiel chuckled, "We're not going to end up showering at this point."

As a response, Lucas turned on the shower, taking the soap and rubbing it on Ijekiel's body. Slowly, teasingly, he traced it along his chest, his waist, down to his stomach. Ijekiel shuddered, pulling Lucas closer by the waist, having their wet bodies touching each other. "I can't be the only one being rubbed with soap." He whispered against Lucas's ear, biting his earlobe gently as he took the soap from his hands.

This time, it was Ijekiel who ran the soap across Lucas's body, trailing it all across from his neck and slowly going  lower. Lucas couldn't help but groan, hips moving unconsciously to press against the slippery soap as Ijekiel rubbed against him roughly. A deep red flush bloomed on Lucas's cheeks,  the heat pooling below his crotch.

The water started running as soon as the soap touched him, Ijekiel's fingers continuing to stroke over his cock, giving him no choice but to arch against Ijekiel's touch. His movements grew less steady, more frantic, as his heart pounded in his ears. He was close—