The Law of Attraction

Ed’s voice was less steady this time, his words disjointed by the force of Alec’s thrusts. “Fine. Just fuck me. Assume I’m fine… unless I say otherwise.”

So that’s how it’s going to be.

Alec gritted his teeth and went for it. He wanted to break through the protective shell of cheek and attitude that encased Ed like armour. He put one hand on Ed’s shoulder for leverage and curled the other hand around the crest of Ed’s hipbone. Each stroke sounded like a blow as their bodies collided, skin on skin. Ed grunted, pushing back to meet him. Alec could feel the squeeze of the muscles around his cock as Ed gripped him, his body clinging to Alec’s dick and trying to hold him there each time he plunged in, balls-deep.

“Fuck. That’s good.” Ed sounded wrecked.

Suddenly Alec wished he could see his face after all. He pulled out with no warning and slapped Ed’s arse with a loud crack. “Turn over.”

“God, are you always this bossy?” Ed bitched. He moved anyway, flipping over onto his back again, and then he pulled his knees up towards his chest, offering himself up. He moaned as Alec slammed back in and started to fuck him again.

Alec was close now, but he wanted to make Ed come again first. He reached for Ed’s cock and gripped it, stroking smoothly, thumbing at the head.

Ed was slippery in his hand, and he whimpered at Alec’s touch. “Faster,” Ed gritted out. “I’m nearly there.”

Alec wasn’t the only bossy one in this bed, but he didn’t have enough breath to point it out right now. He wasn’t sure if Ed meant him to be faster with his hand or with his dick in Ed’s arse, so he sped up the pace of both. Sweat trickled down his back as he jerked his hips harder, faster; tension built in his balls and spread fast. His hand flew over Ed’s cock, sticky and slick.

“Fuck. Yes, Jesus, fuck, fuck, fuck….” A stream of curses spilled from Ed’s bitten-red lips as his body went taut and his hips bucked. White drops splattered on his chest and belly as he convulsed, almost forcing Alec’s cock out with the uncontrollable arch of his spine. But Alec released Ed’s still-spurting dick and used both hands to hold Ed’s legs on his shoulders, and he pushed in deep. The clench of Ed’s internal muscles, like a fist around him, pulled Alec over the edge, milking his release as he stilled and shuddered. His eyes fluttered shut, and the scent of their sex invaded his senses as he moaned, still coming, chasing the last perfect jolt of pleasure as it rippled through him.

When he opened his eyes, Ed was looking up at him and grinning, still breathless.

Alec let Ed pull him down and crush their mouths together in a greedy kiss that gradually turned into something softer until Alec broke away, avoiding Ed’s gaze.

“I’ll get you something to clean up with.” He pulled out, removed the condom, and knotted it as he padded across the floorboards to the door.

He took a little longer in the bathroom than he needed, used the toilet, and brushed his teeth before running some warm water on a flannel for Ed. Alec felt the bone-deep weariness of another long week soak through him now the high of his climax had passed. He just wanted to get rid of Ed so that he could sleep alone as usual. He’d shower the scent of Ed off his skin in the morning.

Alec looked at himself in the mirror as he squeezed out the cloth. His hair was still rumpled by Ed’s hands, and his lips were tender and flushed from their last kiss. Yet, when he gazed into the dark eyes of his reflection, he saw loneliness staring back.

When he returned to the bedroom, he found Ed exactly where he’d left him—sprawled on the rumpled sheets with come drying on his belly. Only now he was fast asleep.

“You have to be joking,” Alec muttered. He raised his voice. “Ed, wake up!” No response. “Oh, for fuck’s sake.”

Alec sighed and knelt over Ed’s sleeping form. He wiped Ed’s belly perfunctorily, avoiding his dick, which lay soft and innocent on his thigh. Ed stirred and mumbled something unintelligible as Alec slid the cloth over his skin, and then Ed rolled onto his side, pulling a pillow down and snuggling into it.

Alec’s lips twitched in amusement tinged with exasperation. Fuck it. One night of bed sharing wouldn’t kill him. As long as Ed wasn’t expecting cuddling or breakfast in the morning, they’d be good.

Alec climbed into the bed beside Ed, turned the lamp off, and pulled the duvet over them. He lay on his back in the darkness, watching the familiar, shadowy contours of his bedroom emerge from the blackness as his eyes adjusted. No part of his body was in contact with Ed’s, but he could feel the warmth of him nonetheless.