Page 35 of Flowers To Give

“Um,” Jeremy rolls his eyes and sucks in a breath as Merle starts moving again, slow and shallow, “About to head out.”

“Why don’t we ride together?”Clark suggests.

“Oh, uh,” Jeremy’s voice is tight, Merle teasing him further by reach around and stroking Jeremy’s cock, “No, you don’t have to do that. I don’t want to keep you waiting.”

“I’ll be another ten or so myself,”Clark insists, “Meet me in the lobby.”

Merle can’t control himself, pulling out to the tip and slamming his hips so hard into Jeremy that the phone jostles in his hand, Jeremy coughing, “Mm! Mhm. Sounds good.”

“You okay? You sound weird.”

Jeremy reaches behind him and pushes as hard as he can against Merle’s chest to slow the thrusts pummeling into him at such an alarming rate. He manages to keep his voice as even as possible, coughing again, “Yeah. Fine.”

“Okay,”Clark sounds like he’s not totally convinced, adding, “Don’t get me sick.”

“I won’t,” Jeremy’s nails scratch against Merle’s pecks helplessly, hanging his head in submission as he rides the edge of an orgasm.

“Whatever. See you soon.”

“See you,” Jeremy sputters out and hangs up as quickly as possible, erupting with a long moan, “Fuck! Merle, ah!”

“You did good. So hot,” Merle praises him, yanking Jeremy back to him by his elbow so his chest fills Jeremy’s back. His thrusts get erratic, huffing against Jeremy’s ear, “I’m gonna cum. You ready?”

Jeremy nods, languidly moving his heavy arm between his legs to touch Merle’s hand that’s still stroking out his dick. He doesn’t last long. As soon as Merle’s hips twitch to an end, Jeremy tumbles over the edge himself. It doesn’t matter how tightly Merle’s hand clenches around his girth, he undeniably loves how the cum feels filling him up. His groin pinches with pleasure and explodes outwardly, sparks flying behind his eyelids.

They regain their breath together, a few moments of reprieve to enjoy the post-orgasm high. Jeremy is the first to move, pulling away from Merle and stifling a groan as the cock slides out of him. He sits up on the edge of the bed and glances over his shoulder.

Merle looks up and catches Jeremy’s eye. He’s never seen Merle in the daylight before. He’s about five times hotter than he is by moonlight, almond colored skin smooth and almost sparkly like his pores have caught some microscopic morning dew. Jeremy suddenly hates to leave Merle knowing that this will be the last time they’ll see each other, possibly ever interact.

Jeremy smiles weakly at Merle and tells him, “So, this has been great.”

Merle lifts a brow, “What? You kicking me out?”

Jeremy chuckles, “No, stay as long as you want.”

“Thanks,” Merle smiles softly back, “I guess I won’t be able to see you again before you go?”

“Yeah,” Jeremy chews on his lip, “But this has been great.”

Merle laughs, “You already said that.”

“Right. What I mean is… I like you.”

“Me too,” Merle looks over Jeremy and then asks, “If I ever find myself in Colorado, can I hit you up?”

Jeremy genuinely smiles, leaning into the bedding, “Absolutely.”

Merle reaches forward and touches Jeremy’s jaw, pulling him down toward him. Their lips touch and Jeremy immediately wants to pull away again. Everything is so great except that kiss. It turns him off, the lack of substance there. Their lips press together for a moment longer but Jeremy can’t take much more. His smile is thin as he pulls away.

Rushing to take a shower and get ready, Merle is still lounging in Jeremy’s bed as he says another goodbye and races out the door. He’s definitely keeping Clark waiting, tapping his foot in the elevator’s slow descent to the lobby. Speed walking through the lobby, it’s easy to find Clark standing in a circle of loveseats. His arms are crossed and his face is stern even in profile.

Jeremy approaches him with bated breath, greeting innocently, “Clark, sorry-”

“Where the fuck have you been?” Clark reels around to him.

Jeremy shrugs, hoping his blush isn’t apparent, “I told you I didn’t want to keep you waiting.”

Clark squints, giving Jeremy a blatant once over. He grimaces, sounding annoyed as he says, “You’re glowing.”