Room For Two

 Here it was, their first house, this is where they would be living from now on. It was exciting, of course, but Speedwagon had to admit that he was a bit nervous; he had never actually had a home before, growing up in the streets, and the apartment that he and Jonathan had shared months prior was a far cry from the new two story building that stood in front of them. Speedwagon smiled nonetheless, and Jonathan squeezed his hand before leading him towards the front door, thus beginning the start of their new life together.

A few days ago, Jonathan had made reservations to eat at a rather fancy restaurant that some of the locals had recommended to the couple. Jonathan said that this was in celebration of the new house, but Speedwagon knew that it was just another excuse for Jonathan to try to impress him; this was something he did often, coming from a wealthy family, Speedwagon didn't mind though.

Well, the night had come, and it took nearly an hour for Jonathan to coax Speedwagon into a suit, but they had finally arrived at the restaurant. It was a crowded Italian place, young, wealthy couples were seated all around them, and Speedwagon felt out of place amongst all the fancy, sophisticated looking people around them, he expressed his discomfort to Jonathan, who simply ruffled Speedwagon's hair affectionately and assured him that everything would be fine. About an hour later, the food had arrived, Jonathan had ordered pasta for the both of them since Speedwagon was overwhelmed by all the choices on the menu and had no clue what half of them were. Jonathan began to eat while Speedwagon considered his silverware, unsure as to whether he was supposed to use a spoon or a fork for the unfamiliar food in front of him. Ultimately deciding that a fork was probably the most logical decision, Speedwagon began to eat as well.

Once they had finished, Jonathan ordered tiramisu for them to share. When the dessert arrived, however, Speedwagon didn't exactly share. After being told that there was coffee in it, most of it was gone before Jonathan could even get a bite. Of course, Jonathan laughed and thought it was endearing that Speedwagon enjoyed it so much.

Back at home, Jonathan and Speedwagon prepared to go to sleep after an eventful night. In the new bed, Jonathan wrapped his arms around Speedwagon and pulled him closer. They had never slept this close before, but it was nice, and Speedwagon enjoyed the warmth. As he was drifting off to sleep, Speedwagon felt something pressing against the back of his leg, "Jonathan, are you awake?" he whispered, there was no response, he turned around and tapped on Jonathan's shoulder and he jolted awake, and, looking down, he realized the source of the problem.

Jonathan, ever the gentleman, apologized profusely, but Speedwagon assured him that it was fine and even offered to help him out with his problem. Both of them were nervous and awkward and sweating, never having done anything remotely sexual with one another before. Sure, Jonathan had had sex before, his high school crush, Erina, came to mind, but he had never done anything with Speedwagon.

Jonathan finally said something, "So, uh, do you wanna, like, have sex? Or do you just wanna, uh, you know..?" he gestured towards the evident bump in the fabric of his jeans. Speedwagon blushed, "I'm willing to do whatever you wanna do" he said quietly.

Making up his mind, Jonathan shifted so that he was on top of Speedwagon, he fumbled to unbutton Speedwagon's shirt and pants, and then removed his own. Speedwagon was silent during all of this, staring up at Jonathan expectantly, unsure of what to do, he trusted his partner. Jonathan had Speedwagon's hands pinned beneath him, he looked beautiful like this, Jonathan thought as he leaned in and kissed the scars on his partner's chest, he had seen them many times when Speedwagon had showered or when he was getting dressed in the morning, but he had never been able to see them this close, he wanted to worship them, to trace them and feel them under his skin. Jonathan nipped and sucked at Speedwagon's neck, making the man whine beneath him, leaving bruises.

Jonathan ordered Speedwagon to lie on his stomach, and he did as he was told. Jonathan looked at Speedwagon, "Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked, and Speedwagon nodded. Gripping tightly at Speedwagon's hips, Jonathan thrust in and Speedwagon jerked his head back in pain, letting out a whimper, "Are you okay?" Jonathan asked, worried, Speedwagon nodded, "I'll be fine, just keep going" he said, his voice was slightly strained. Jonathan continued, one hand on Speedwagon's hip, and one hand stroking his erection until, eventually, Speedwagon came, and Jonathan followed shortly after.

Jonathan pulled out, and wrapped his arms around Speedwagon, who looked exhausted, "You did great" Jonathan praised him, but Speedwagon was already fast asleep in his arms. 

Jonathan then kissed him gently before he, too, fell asleep.