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It was nearing midnight when Xavier finally got to lay down in his comfortable bed.
After a full day of running errands as it was the weekend, he feels like he deserves the rest. He spent so much again on groceries today but alas, he had to eat something and he liked to eat healthy. By the time he entered his apartment, he was half asleep, his eyes closing every time he wasn’t paying attention.
First thing he did was to take a long, deserved shower. Nothing felt better than feeling the soap and the warm water relax his muscles. Then, he had to prepare dinner which wasn’t easy due to how late it was.
As he gets to lay down in bed, he opens his laptop ready to watch a new series that just came out. A few friends recommended it to him and he kept saying he’d watch it but he didn’t get around to do it.
The only lights on came from the laptop and the lamp on his desk, but it felt so relaxing. Due to how hot it was outside he left his window wide open to not suffocate inside.
He was expecting a peaceful night before dozing off to sleep, however things didn’t go his way.
It was almost an hour after he started watching the series, it was quite entertaining but he felt himself falling asleep, so he decided to turn it off for the night, deciding to watch it tomorrow. Xavier makes sure to put his laptop on his desk so that he doesn’t accidentally break it in his sleep, and falls back on the bed, sighing softly as he feels himself dozing off.
A loud knock wakes him up with a groan, he usually can’t wake up that sudden if he falls asleep, but somehow he hears the knock and gets out of bed, a startled look on his face as he heads towards the door. “Coming!” The knocking doesn’t seem to stop as it only gets louder. Xavier should be concerned but he isn’t. However just to be sure, he grabs his weapon, standing in the doorway.
When he opens the door, his face drops instantly. He can feel himself going pale at the man standing before him, arm wrapped around his middle. Xavier could never forget those crimson powerful eyes, or that ashy hair that he could still smell, that rich aura radiating off of him makes Xavier’s skin crawl.
The man can clearly see Xavier was stuck in a trance, so he laughs, that laugh that Xavier could never forget not once in a thousand years.
“Sweetheart, I know this must be shocking to you but- as you can see,” A sharp hiss follows “I sort of, need your help..” Sylus has always been like this, so Xavier isn’t surprised to see he hasn’t changed. He finally snaps out of it, debating as to whether he should allow the man inside or send him away. Just then, he looks at his stomach that Sylus seems to be covering, seeing the faintest blood drip down his hand, eyes going wide at the realisation. His knuckles are also bruised, and there’s a small cut on his cheek.
“What- What the hell happened to you?!!” Xavier nearly screams, grabbing his shoulder softly as to not hurt him even more and throws him on the couch, locking the door behind them. Xavier can practically feel the smirk on Sylus’ face as he sits down on the couch next to him.
“You’re concerned about my well being? That’s good to know that you still care” Sylus loves playing with him like this, tugging on his strings until he snaps and yells at him, but he won’t. He’s grown past it.
“Just, tell me what happened while I go fetch some disinfectant for those cuts.” Xavier growls, clearly annoyed but not enough as to throw out the man. He was well aware that he could’ve just called anyone else to pick him up, but no. He would rather show up at his door in the middle of the night, Xavier should be concerned that after so many years Sylus still remembers his address.
The truth is that they’ve known each other since high school, and at that point Xavier wasn’t exactly popular or cool enough to blend in with the rest. He was there to get his education and that was it. Sylus was always sticking to his side like a parasite, and Xavier from back then would rather die than admit he enjoyed his presence.
When they got into college, they started this friends with benefits relationship. They only fucked because it was convenient as they were roommates, nothing serious. But later on Xavier started catching feelings, which scared Sylus away. Even though they remained roommates until the last day of college, they just weren’t that close anymore. Xavier obviously felt so hurt at the rejection, but he never let it show. He still resented him to this day.
“So, I just so happened to pass by your house and I got lost in thought for some time, when I snapped out of it I noticed some guys with whom i’ve done..business before, followed me. By the time I came to my senses they left me a little cut here and there, but it’s nothing serious. They could never even come close to hurting me.” Sylus huffs, his eyes shining as he admires Xavier.
“You’re an idiot.” Xavier grins, applying more disinfectant to his wound, forcing Sylus to let out a low growl at the stinging. He doesn’t say a word back, just sits back and watches as Xavier treats to his wounds. His hand wanders to Xavier’s waist, caressing it gently as he hopes the man is too occupied to notice.
Unfortunately for him, he does.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Xavier asks almost furiously as he slowly backs off, seeing Sylus retreat his hand in defeat. He missed his touch, sure, but Sylus couldn’t just leave him and then crawl his way back into his life like this. Xavier is a weak man at heart, he couldn’t handle another rejection.
“I missed you.” Those three words stab into his heart painfully, and Xavier has to bite back the urge to sob. He knows Sylus only missed having sex with him, getting to keep him all to himself to fuck, not him as a person.
“Fuck you! You’re patched, so now leave.” Xavier tries kicking him out, hoping the man won’t be stubborn for once in his life and actually listen to him. Unfortunately, Sylus does get up. But instead of heading towards the door, he pulls Xavier into a hug, resting his head on his shoulder. It feels too warm, too familiar, it overwhelms Xavier in the best way possible.
“I really, really missed you.” Sylus slowly steps closer, his face mere inches away from Xavier’s face. He doesn’t move, doesn’t kiss him, not until Xavier consents to it. He isn’t an asshole to forcefully kiss him like that. To his surprise, Xavier is the one to connect their lips, hands on the back of his neck trying to pull Sylus even closer. Xavier whimpers into his mouth, leading to Sylus feeling his cock twitch in his pants excitedly at the sound. He couldn’t wait anymore, hands placed on his waist as he carries Xavier to the bedroom, gripping his ass in the process.
When they finally part, Xavier gasps, holding onto Sylus tightly. Sylus could see his cheeks were slightly red, and the warmth radiated off his body was enough to make Sylus let out a low grunt.
“So? Are you gonna make up for all these years you left me alone or..?”
——
“Ohhhh fuuck!! There..!!” Xavier mewls, his vision blurry from the tears as Sylus thrusts inside, nailing his spot with every thrust. Their clothes were thrown somewhere on the floor after round two, this was round three and Xavier could feel his legs twitching insanely at the harsh pace, eyes rolled back and nails digging into Sylus’s biceps as the bed creaks with every thrust.
“Sweetheart- you’re squeezing me so tight,” Sylus grunts, his breathing heavy as he pounds inside the boy, one hand on his mouth to shut him up as it was midnight after all, and the other rubbing his clit with every thrust. The whole room reeked of sex, sweat, cum and what not. The sheets were soaked with Xavier squirting twice by now. He doesn’t understand how they aren’t tired yet and how they can still be aroused, but he guesses it’s because they missed each other too much.
“You dick-! You better..” Xavier gasps out, his stomach tightening as he is close to cumming. “You better not leave me again!” Xavier hears Sylus let out a low chuckle in response, getting ready to just punch him in the face for daring to laugh at him, but then Sylus finally replies, with a kiss on his forehead.
“I won’t, I won’t ever leave your side again pretty boy,” Sylus coos, his mouth too busy sucking at his neck as he pounds faster, his balls tightening with his upcoming orgasm, painting Xavier’s walls in white, a low growl escapes his mouth when he can feel Xavier cum too.
“I don’t- I don’t believe you..” Xavier murmurs, finally getting tired but not enough to actually fall asleep. He yawns, still bucking his hips upwards to try and keep his cock inside.
Sylus feels almost upset that the man won’t believe him, smiling sadly as he kisses him once again, this time softly.
“I swear, I’ll keep you happy forever.” Sylus grabs his thighs, placing his legs on his shoulders as he nips on his navel, confusing Xavier. “Let me prove it to you kitten.”
As soon as he finishes speaking, he licks a long stripe on his slit, forcing Xavier to shut his legs shut around his head as he almost screams. “You—You don’t have t-to..!!” Xavier cries out, his clit throbbing as Sylus sucks on it softly, feeling the slick soaking into the sheets. He was so sweaty too, but he couldn’t move. The feeling of Sylus’ tongue on his pussy proves to be too much as he sobs, sweat and tears dropping down his cheeks.
“Of course I do kitten, you know I loved eating you out,” Sylus pulls away for a moment to talk, then quickly shoves his tongue inside his hole while his thumb is resting on his clit. Xavier feels his pussy throbbing at the attention, wanting nothing more than to just ride Sylus again until he comes so much inside he knocks him up with twins.
“S-still…I don’t think i can cum again—!” Sylus smirks against his cunt hearing that, sloppily licking all over his lower lips and sucking every now and then, he remembers Xavier loved getting eaten out like this.
“Go on sweetheart, I can feel you getting tighter.” He sucks on his clit harshly, hearing the scream Xavier let out and being pleased with his work. “Cum, cum on my tongue just like back then.” Sylus growls, his chin covered in slick.
Xavier feels lost in cloud nine when he finally squirts one last time, sobbing as he thrashes around, desperate to grab onto anything so he settles on a pillow. Sylus smiles, getting up to kiss him softly.
“How does a bath sound kitten?”
“Of course we’re taking a bath! And I’m not sleeping in these sheets, so we can change them when we’re back..” Xavier yawns, his eyes barely open anymore.
“Don’t worry pretty, I’ll take care of everything.”
———
It’s before they fall asleep when Xavier finally talks again, when they’re both clean and cuddling in his bed. “How are your wounds? We shouldn’t have had sex…” Xavier huffs, clinging onto Sylus’ arm.
“They’re fine sweetheart, don’t worry, I’m perfectly fine and happy as well, thanks to you.” Sylus replies, giving his forehead a kiss.
“Speaking of…did you take care of those guys who hurt you?” Xavier knows he shouldn’t even bother asking, as Sylus most definitely did, but he can’t help it.
“Of course, they’re gone. Now, let’s sleep, you said I needed rest didn’t you?” Sylus murmurs, even if he wasn’t face to face with Xavier he could definitely feel the frown on his face.
“Once a bastard, always a bastard…”