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He woke up being kissed. A hand slid around his upper arm, pulling him close, and then Lin's mouth left his. He instead kissed his way along Lex's jaw, until he was at his ear.
"Had a dream about you. . . " Lin whispered, and Lex almost groaned at how deep his voice was. Of course, that was also the moment Lin's other hand came into play, skimming across Lex's hip and back to cup his ass.
Just as Lin's teeth set into Lex's earlobe, he found breath enough to ask, "And what was I doing in this—dream?"
Lin made an "Mmmm" sound, and Lex knew he was smiling. He took the time to work his arm out from under the sheets, and then brought his freed hand up to Lin's shoulder, then to his neck.
"Was it you or me?" Lex went on, holding Lin at his throat and following with his other hand down to where Lin was stroking him.
"Think you can guess," Linny answered smugly, and Lex felt the individual fingers of Lin's hand move apart and then slide along the crack of his ass. Lex wound up tightening the hold he had on Lin's throat, and Lin groaned in response.
"Be– been awhile, for me," Lex whispered. His left hand was still on top of Lin's as he teased, and when Linny made no move to actually follow through with his teasing, Lex squeezed him even tighter by the throat with his right hand. He could feel Lin's pulse thumping heavily against his palm, and when he looked down he saw Lin staring right back up at him. His eyes were already half-shut and his mouth was open and panting. Each time they were together, Lex tried a little more, pushed it a little further, and every time Lin responded so—beautifully.
It should've made him back off entirely. He shouldn't want to push Lin, test him, see just how far he'd go, but he did. Lex wanted everything, every little bit of Lin, every dark, torn, twisted piece of who he was. He wanted all of him and he wanted to be the only one to have him.
That urge should have made Lex ashamed, to have those feelings, to want those things. He wasn't the first to want to possess Lin, after all. It should've made him sick.
Maybe it did, a little.
But Lin enjoyed it. The look in his eyes said he did and how he continually maneuvered Lex into being rougher than he started out. It should've scared Lex that Lin enjoyed that, that he enjoyed it too.
But it didn't. He was only scared that he wasn't scared, and then only when he had time to think about it. In the thick of things, when they were right there together, Lex had no hesitation whatsoever in doing what they both wanted done.
Decidedly fed up with the slow teasing, Lex grabbed Lin's hand and pulled it away from his ass. Then, with that tight grip still on his throat, he pulled Lin up to lie flush against his body. There, they just looked at each other for a moment, their eyes not three inches apart. Lex could see himself reflected in Lin's dilated pupils. And maybe he was still drunk from the wine earlier, or drunk on Lin now, but Lex thought he could see himself reflected in Lin as a person, as a man.
They were so very much alike.
Lin moved in quickly to press his lips against Lex's, and Lex responded by grabbing his chin and forcing his mouth open even more. He thrust his tongue inside Lin's mouth like it wasn't his tongue he was thrusting, and Lin wrapped his arms around Lex and just squeezed.
After taking in another breath, Lex rolled them over on the bed so he was on top, and then he broke the kiss and sat up on Lin's thighs. Running his hands up Lin's stomach and chest, he said in his most innocent voice, "Sometimes dreams do come true."
Lin burst out laughing, causing Lex to bounce, and then, still chuckling, Lin reached over to the bedside table and fumbled his hand around in search of the lube. Lex just hung on for the ride, taking pleasure in the way the muscles in Lin's torso and thighs moved and flexed underneath him. Then Lin was suddenly back, followed less than a second later by a breeze of air. Lex raised an eyebrow at him, but Linny just smirked. Then two fingers were slickly pressing against Lex, and another cool rush of air hit him.
"Stop showing off," he complained, dropping down onto Lin's stomach and there propping himself up on his elbows. Lin again chuckled a bit, but Lex didn't mind the repeat in bouncing that caused him, for at that same moment, Lin slid two of his fingers inside. Lex dropped his head down, his breath coming out in heavy gasps against Lin's stomach. One hand was working at scissoring him open, but Lin's other hand was slowly sliding up Lex's side, eventually stopping when his thumb made contact with Lex's left nipple.
That movement, and Lin's slow rubbing back and forth there, distracted Lex long enough that he didn't notice a third finger had been added until suddenly he felt Lin's fingers crook in an unmistakable attempt at finding his prostate. Lin succeeded, of course. Moments later, maybe a lifetime even, Lex managed to lift his head up to look at Lin's face, and he saw that Cheshire cat grin of his. Dirty cheater, Lex thought.
"Unfair—advantage," Lex grumbled, eyeing him. Lin just smirked some more and pressed some more and rubbed at Lex's chest some more. Well, two could play at that game. As Lex balanced on top of Lin, against his own stomach he felt how hard Lin was. His cock was trapped underneath Lex's stomach, and after giving in to an evil smile of his own, Lex started rocking back and forth. Lin gave a little hitching, stuttering gasp, and then he was withdrawing his fingers altogether.
Lex slid his stomach along Lin's length one more time. Then, eyes on Lin, Lex braced himself on the bed with one hand and reached back with his other to line them up. Breathing in together, eyes locked, Lex slid down and Lin slid in.
It wasn't fast, and it wasn't slow. It wasn't soft, or hard, rough, gentle. Lex didn't plan, or think out moves. Lin never hesitated, never gave way. It was instead like they switched roles. Lex rolled his hips, gripped Lin's shoulder tight with his left hand, and Lin. . .
Lin smiled, somehow sitting up and pulling Lex closer at the same time. He held them both in that position with just one arm braced behind himself, and then Lin was kissing Lex and that was it. Lex let go; Lin held on.
They were one and the same. There was no beginning and no end to who they were, no point of separation.
Lin was inside Lex, through and through, down to the core, and Lex—well, he had no plans on ever letting Lin go, not now that he finally had him.
Couldn't cut himself in half, after all.
Against his lips, Colin whispered, "It did come true," and Lex smiled and then slotted his mouth back right where it fit.