Page 65 of The Road Home
"I never thought I'd have a boyfriend." Orson stared down at him. "I figured I'd be on the streets struggling to get my own life together. You have no idea how much it means to me to have you do everything you have. Not just for me, but Harry too."
"I haven't done anything for him."
"You have called in favors. You can't tell me that a homeless man would get all the attention from specialists he has."
"I might have made a few calls, but it's not why they are all coming to see him. It's because of his condition. If this is what they think it is, it's very rare. As much as they want to help him, they also want to study what is going on with his hearing and figure out what causes it."
"They won't hurt him, will they? Use him as a guinea pig or something?"
"No. He's in good hands. I promise you, I won't let that happen. Until they have an actual diagnosis, it's going to be hectic, but they won't step over any professional boundaries to study him. I promise that."
"Thanks." Orson ran his fingers over Jared's shoulders. "So, I need to talk to you about some stuff."
"Okay?" Jared gave him his full attention, hearing the nervous tone to Orson's voice.
"It's about sex," Orson whispered.
"Ah, I figured we'd have to talk about this sooner or later." Jared grinned. "Listen, I know what you've been through. We only do as much as you're comfortable with. Last night was amazing together, and even this…" He gestured to Orson on his lap. "Is good. It's the closeness, the togetherness that I like. My whole life has been about quick meaningless sex. Having someone to hold is new to me. I like the fact we can slow things down and not rush right into the actual sex part."
"So, you don't want to have sex at all?" Orson asked.
"No, I didn't say that, but I don't need it right now. I'd like us to get there, but if it's too much for you, I'm happy finding other things to do together. I don't think I'll ever get tired of kissing you."
"The thing is, I want to try. I want to do that with you. I don't freak out when I think about us doing it, but I don't know if I will when we actually do." Orson leaned down, pressing his forehead to Jared's shoulder.
"We'll take everything slow. There is so much we can do. Maybe for now, if we decide to have sex, you take me. I'm more than okay with that. I like it both ways. Until then, we do things like we did last night. We touch each other and see what works and what doesn't. I like that it's not rushed between us. Seriously, sex for me has been going to a club, finding someone willing, and going to the bathroom or a backroom at the club. It lasts five or ten minutes depending what we do. As soon as we are done, I head home. I don't even know their names. I didn't want to know them. With you, it's all different. I want to take my time. I want to explore. I want to know everything about you." Jared brushed his lips over Orson's cheek, and when Orson turned his head, he captured his mouth with his own. He nipped at his lips, teasing him with his tongue before pressing inside and kissing him harder.
Orson groaned as he gently started to rotate his hips, causing their cocks to brush against each other through their pants. The thin scrubs Jared wore did little to hide his own growing arousal, and the feel of Orson's jeans brushing over it had him thickening quickly.
"Shower with me." Jared wanted to take this farther, but after a long shift at the hospital, he wanted to wash first. Having Orson join him naked in the shower would give them more than enough chance to explore each other's bodies without actually having sex.
Orson groaned as he slid off Jared's lap, standing. He reached for Jared's hand, pulling him up with him and back into his arms, kissing him again.
Jared reached down, cupping Orson's ass, forcing their bodies closer together, swaying his hips to cause their cocks to come in contact again. "You drive me crazy." He ran his lips over Orson's neck, enjoying the slight shiver that coursed through his lover's body.
"That's a good thing, right?" Orson started to step backward, dragging Jared with him without breaking the embrace.
"The best." Jared smiled as he forced himself to step back. Keeping hold of Orson's hand, he led them down the hall. He didn't turn back to him until he stood beside his bed. The thought of sharing his bed with Orson had his arousal growing. "Can I undress you?"
"Yeah." Orson's cheeks reddened.
"I've wanted to see you naked for so long."
"You have."
"Not completely, and not looking at you like a lover. It's different. When I'm in doctor mode I never think of the human body as arousing. Now, when I know that I get to hold you all night, I get to taste your skin, feel your kiss, I'll be looking at it differently." He slipped his hands under Orson's shirt and slid his hands up, caressing his skin with his palms before gripping the bottom of his shirt and lifting it over Orson's head.
"So perfect." He ran his hands down Orson's chest, tracing his fingers over his ribs before stopping to tease his nipples with soft pulls and squeezes.
"Oh…" Orson's head fell back, his lips parting as he gasped in pleasure. "I like that."
"Me too. I love how it makes you respond." Jared continued to tease his fingers over Orson's nipples. "I wonder what you'd do if I used my mouth." He lowered his head, covering one of Orson's nipples with his mouth, teasing his tongue over it before sucking it gently.
"Jared…" Orson's hand came up, gripping onto the back of Jared's hair, holding his head to his chest. "Don't stop."
Jared had no intention of stopping. Before the night was over, he wanted his mouth on every inch of Orson's body. He wanted to bring him pleasure and replace all the bad memories with good ones.
He moved from one nipple to the other, the whole time caressing the tips of his fingers over Orson's skin, running them around the waistband of his pants. He smiled as Orson's stomach muscles tightened. "More?"
