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Jesse woke with the heavy weight of a hand on his ass. Not groping or grabbing, just resting there. Fingers relaxed, palm warm. The hand was attached to an arm that was curved around his waist, pulling him against the bulk of a solid body. It wasn’t until Jesse shifted that he noticed the headache. He cracked his eyes open and a bright bubble of nausea burst in this stomach. He took in the other occupant of his bed. Or the bed, as he quickly realized he wasn’t at home.
Bald head, bulbous nose, white stubble. “Mike?” Jesse croaked.
Mike cracked one eye open and shut it again. He had Jesse pulled close, chest to chest. “How ya feeling, kid?” He said, not taking his hand off Jesse but moving it up to the small of his back.
“Shitty. Is this your house?” Jesse squinted into the room at the white walls, the beige carpet and the big bed. Two bedside tables flanked them and a painting of ducks hung above the dresser opposite. It was impersonal enough to be a hotel room.
“Yep.” Mike said. “What’s the last thing you remember?”
“Uuuh….I don’t know. Is today Thursday?”
Mike huffed out a laugh. “Yeah.”
“I was home last night then. Went…oh yeah. Friend of mine, he called. Went to some…party. At some dude’s…apartment.”
“I saw you stumble out of an apartment building in North Valley at quarter to four.” Mike verified for him.
“North Valley? That wasn’t where the party was.” Jesse ran a hand down his face. “Oh, Jesus.”
“Can’t help you there kid. But you still have all your fingers and toes so no harm done, huh?” He said sleepily.
Jesse gave a vague noise of a agreement and they were silent for a few moments. Long enough for Jesse to remember that he was in Mike’s bed. Cuddling with a man who would’ve killed him three months ago. Silence wasn’t helping. “What were you doing in North Valley?”
“None of your business.” Mike said, but with no edge to it. Jesse smiled into the pillow and opened his mouth to counter but Mike beat him to it.
“So you don’t remember kissing me?”
Jesse’s smile fell and he swallowed, heart speeding up. No. He did not remember that.
“I’ll take the nervous sweating as a no.”
“When did I…do that.”
“In my car.”
“Oh.” What the fuck do you say to that. What the fuck did Jesse say to it right now? Just Oh. That was stupid. He floundered, throat working to force something out now because silence wasn’t helping! He decided to go with an honest question. “Did I say anything…before?”
“You babbled a little.” Mike said, shifting. “Didn’t say much.” Shifted again. Jesse looked up at him and saw Mike swallow.
Jesse leaned up on an elbow. “Look, this is gonna be awkward until you just tell me what I said.” Jesse told him, trying to look steadily at Mike’s face, straight into his eyes being too much to manage. Mike looked back.
“I honestly didn’t understand most of it. But…” He paused, a rare moment of something honest being revealed in his features. Bored, bored exasperation or bored tension made up 95% of what usually went on on Mike’s face. Jesse figured the other 5% was probably sleep. But now he looked…Jesse wasn’t sure. Uncomfortable maybe?
Mike looked him straight in the eye. “You told me I made you feel safe and then you kinda lunged at me.” The speed and intensity with which Jesse’s face flushed nearly made him dizzy.
Oh, Jesus. No wonder Mike called him kid all the time. What lame thing to say. “Oh.”
“Do you wanna leave?” Mike asked, neutral.
“No.” Jesse said, trying to make it not sound like a question. Mike’s face relaxed and Jesse tried a tentative smile. Mike fucking winked at him and Jesse lost it, falling back onto the bed and laughing. Mike just chuckled a little and pulled him closer. Jesse let him and they laid there for a while until a thought occurred to Jesse.
“You’re tense.” Mike said to Jesse’s hair.
“No, I’m…” He started but quickly abandoned the denial in favor of having all the pieces of the puzzle. “What…else happened last night?”
“You still have your pants on, don’t you kid? They never came off.”
“Ok.” Jesse went silent, relieved. Uncomfortable with the idea of his first foray into sex with men being something he couldn’t remember. They fell silent again. It was only 7 o’clock, they could go back to sleep but snippets of earlier that morning started to float back to him. Looking at Mike through the passenger window of his car. Sinking down into the passenger seat, leaning his head back and watching Mike drive. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt so relaxed. Stumbling to get his shoes off in Mike’s unfamiliar living room. Climbing into Mike’s big bed and leaning back so Mike could kiss his neck. Jesse flushed again and started to harden in his jeans. He turned so his back was to Mike’s chest and tried to stop thinking.
“What’s the matter, kid?”
“Hey, can you…you think you should be calling me that when we’re…like this?”
“What, ‘kid’?”
“Yeah.”
“You think if I don’t say it it’ll make me younger? It’ll make you 40? What’s the appropriate age gap here? That you’re shooting for. Huh? 10 years, 20-”
“Alright already, Jesus. I’ve already got a headache. It’s fine.”
“Does it bother you.” It wasn’t a question.
“No! It’s just…”
“Just what.”
“I want to make sure this isn’t…weird.”
“Does it feel weird?”
“No.”
“Then what’s the problem?”
“I just want to make sure this,” he gestured back and forth between them, “isn’t…”
“Weird.” Mike echoed, obviously already tired of the direction the conversation was headed.
Jesse let out an exasperated sigh, wriggling out of Mike’s grasp and rolling to the opposite side of the bed. Mike reached out, curling his fingers around Jesse’s bicep gently. He matched his tone to his grip, “You kissed me, remember?”
“I was wasted.” Jesse replied defensively.
“Kid.” Mike said it with purpose and Jesse flushed again. “People don’t kiss people drunk unless they want to kiss them sober.”
Jesse groaned. “Jesus, I’m-”
“And you didn’t see me kicking you outta my car.” He pulled Jesse close and Jesse let him. Again. “Or my bed.” He leaned in, brushing his nose and lips against the side of Jesse’s face. Slowly moving his hand down from Jesse’s arm to his waist, stopping briefly to squeeze a skinny hip bone before traveling back down to his ass. Jesse didn’t make a sound as Mike ran his lips slowly up and down his jaw line, every so often flicking his tongue out to scratch along the stubble there. “Do you want me to stop?” Mike muttered in his ear.
Jesse exhaled, one sharp breath out of his nose. “Huh-uh.” he whispered and Mike pushed a knee in between Jesse’s, bringing it to rest against his erection. Jesse choked, “Oh, god.” and rocked down on Mike’s thigh, completely hard now and embarrassingly ready to come.
“That’s it, Jesse.” Mike purred into Jesse’s neck. Jesse starts rocking rhythmically, grinding his erection into Mike’s thigh. “You look good, you know?” He kept up a commentary. “So hard. So hard for me, huh Jesse?” Jesse just whined in response and clenched down harder around Mike’s thigh. “I used to look. When Gus sent us out. I used to look at you while we drove and think maybe I could…” Mike reached a hand under the blankets and squeezed his own aching cock through his pants. “Look at that mouth and think what I would do…” Jesse groaned and bent his neck to latch his mouth against Mike’s pulse point, pulling an answering groan from the man.
“Muuuh…Mike.” Jesse whined. Mike pushed his leg harder against Jesse’s groin but Jesse pushed him back. “No, I…” He swallowed. “I don’t want to come in my pants.” He reached down to un-buckle his belt but Mike’s hand flew out and caught his wrist. And then everything sped up.
Mike rolled Jesse onto his back, pushing his shirt up under his armpits. Hovered over him, hands working quickly to wrestle open his belt and push his pants down his thighs. When he wrapped a thick, callused hand around Jesse’s bare cock, Jesse bit back a shout. Not able to kill the sound completely, it came out as a long, frazzled hum and he fisted his hands in Mike’s shirt. “OhgodOhgodfffffffuck!” Jesse shouted as Mike slipped his other hand into his own pants.
“Jesus, kid.” Mike breathed out, pumping Jesse’s cock in quick, brutal strokes.
Jesse made one last nasally moan and then came all over Mike’s hand and his own stomach. “J-jesus.” He stuttered, shaky and red-faced. “I-” Mike swallowed whatever he was going to say, his hand cupping Jesse’s jaw as he finished himself off onto Jesse’s softening cock. Jesse sighed into the kiss and fell back, boneless, when Mike let him go. He pulled his shirt off on the way down to clean himself off. He flung the shirt over the side of the bed and the last thing he remembered was the feel of Mike’s stubble on the back of his neck.