"I like all sorts, really. You?"
"I guess action flicks are my favorite. Well. I like the horror stuff, too. The scarier the better." Jesse guided him to the truck and he leaned against the door. "I'm not picky though."
"Well, there's bound to be something to watch. Come on."
He nodded and smiled at Jesse, pushing off the truck. He nearly pushed right into Jesse's arms and he stepped away quickly, feeling himself blush as he opened the truck door and climbed up into the seat.
He told himself, very firmly, that the heat that brushed his hips wasn't a hard-on and, if it was, it didn't have anything to do with him.
***
Jesse got Drew tucked into his bed, the kid asleep before head hit pillow.
This was a special type of Hell.
Two years he'd been watching Thaine love on the kid. Two years he'd watched and wanted, knowing full well that Thaine wasn't mad in love with Drew. Thaine cared okay, but Jesse'd been there with Jerry, he'd seen Thaine mad in love.
Hell, he fucking hated Jerry, but he wasn't surprised that Thaine's brain took the bullrider back to where the man's heart was.
It was gonna kill the kid.
It might kill him.
Jesse just stood there, watching Drew sleep. Lord forgive him, he loved the man. Had for months. Wanted nothing more than what he couldn't have. Damn it.
"You sleep good, buddy. I'll... I'll watch over."
Fuck, there was no fool like an old fool.
Chapter Seven
Jerry held Thaine until the man fell asleep and then he'd be damned if he didn't keep on holding Thaine just a little bit longer. He'd never taken enough time to just be with Thaine when they'd been together, and this sort of felt like a second chance.
Eventually though, his work called to him -- he couldn't just lie with the man while there were files in his briefcase that needed going over. He extricated himself from the bed and moved the chair around so he could see Thaine if he looked up. A quick search for coffee from the nurses' station and he was settled back in, going over the Forwent merger.
Every now and then he'd glance up at the bruised face of the only man he'd ever loved. Which probably made what they'd done even stupider. Thaine would get his memory back and all the old arguments would flare back up, hell they'd probably make an appearance anyway, memories or no.
Besides, Thaine already had a man willing to put up with his bullshit and make him feel good. Jerry was just there to ease things until Thaine remembered.
Still, that had been the best sex he'd had in... well, since Thaine and he had split.
Jerry put his attention back to his papers, refusing to let himself look back up at Thaine again or start thinking about how things were, how they might have been and how they might be in the future.
Three files were done when the delivery from Brando’s arrived and he grinned. Shit, that smelled good. Was likely as illegal as hell just to have it in the hospital halls, too, let alone feed it to Thaine.
He signed the credit card slip for the meal and the round trip flight, added a huge tip and told the guy to split it with Wally Brando.
"Rise and shine, T. Your taste buds are about to be rescued."
"Oh, JJ. Oh, smell that..." He got a grin, those dark eyes just dancing, shining at him. "You spoil me."
He nodded; you didn't argue with the truth, and damn, he always did love playing the hero. "I do."
Jerry put the food on the bed table and went to lock the door. "The tapioca brigade gets a whiff of this and they'll come take it away and kick me out as well."
"I won't tell a soul." Thaine grinned, snagging a mushroom. "Oh, God. Magic."
"Yeah, that's me. Jerry the wizard with his magic mushrooms." He winked and found the dipping sauce for the mushrooms, opening it and making sure it was within T's reach.
He opened the rest of the containers, the scent of the shrimp filling the room and making his stomach growl something fierce. He speared one on one of the little plastic forks and held it out to Thaine. He couldn't help but remember what feeding each other used to lead to and his prick jumped, started firming up.
Thaine moaned, eating eagerly, tongue sliding on the fork. Jesus fuck, that was something he hadn't seen in five long years. And somehow the bruises just made it sexier.
He cleared his throat. "There's oysters, too. You know what they say about oysters..." Not that they'd ever needed them for that particular reason. Just being in the same room together had been aphrodisiac enough -- happy, angry, blue, pissed, the need never seemed to care.
"Oh yeah?" He got a wild grin. "Fuck, you're hot, JJ. I can smell you."
"Jesus Christ, T, you can not." He couldn't help but grin back and he shifted the swinging table slightly, sitting on the bed with Thaine, close enough their hips were touching.
If Thaine wasn't black and blue and in a hospital bed he would have been all over the man, five years of Splitsville be damned.
Thaine's hand slid up his thigh. "Beautiful motherfucker."
Oh, if he had any intention of taking the high road here, he was so fucked. Lucky for him, the high road had never been all that important. "You still like what you see, T?" He was older now, he knew it was starting to show.
"You're the finest thing I know." It didn't sound like bullshit, either. Not even a little.
He swallowed and grabbed the little plastic fork, shoving a shrimp into his mouth. His gaze lingered on T though, probably giving away all the things he wasn't letting his mouth say.
"Oyster?" He asked after a couple of shrimp, holding the shell out to Thaine.
"You know it." Thaine opened up and swallowed it down, throat working, sexy as fuck.
He picked up another shrimp, this time with his fingers, and held it out to Thaine, throwing caution to the damned winds. Some things a man just couldn't fight.
Thaine hummed, eating the shrimp before licking and lapping as his fingers. Mmm. His oral lover.
His cock lengthened, became heavy inside his pants, a low throb of want warming him, settling in his balls. "The shrimp always were your favorites," he murmured, voice husky, wanton. "Have another."
He picked up another one, this time making sure his fingers got good and covered in the sauce. He loved that look, sloe-eyed and needy, Thaine's lips surrounding his fingertips. His cock throbbed hard and he leaned in, licking the sauce from the corner of Thaine's mouth. The shrimp sauce tasted good. Thaine himself tasted even better.
Thaine turned, brought their lips together, tongue sliding against his own. He groaned and deepened the kiss, hand sliding to cup Thaine's cheek as his tongue fucked the man's mouth. Thaine's moan was so sweet, hungry, so fucking happy.
He pushed the table out of the way, shifting so he was closer, pressing Thaine back against the pillows. Thaine's hand slid down his belly, fingers cupping his cock.
Groaning, he bucked up, pushing into Thaine's hand. "Want you, baby."
"Yeah. Yeah, want to taste you, want to ride your cock." Horny bastard.
He laughed, biting at Thaine's lips. "I'm not fucking you in your hospital bed, T." But that didn't mean they couldn't both still come. It hadn't hurt Thaine any the last time.
"I know, but I can want it." Those callused fingers worked his fly open.
"Oh, damn, baby, you can want anything at all." He pushed closer, making sure Thaine could get to everything he wanted to get to.
He started doing a little hunting of his own, tugging down Thaine's blankets and working his hand up between the muscled thighs.
"Mmm. JJ." Thaine fished his prick out, working it in those strong, sure fingers.
Fuck. No one had touched him like that, with that strength and confidence, not since he and Thaine had split. He pushed into Thaine's hand, his own stroking his lover's balls, cupping them, squeezing gently.
"Uh-huh. Just like that."
"Spread your legs just a little, baby. Just because I'm not going to fuck you, doesn't mean you need to be empty."
"Yours. Jerry. Fuck." Thaine's hand kept working, stroking, fucking loving on him.
He was gonna tease, but it felt too good, was short circuiting his brain. He pushed his hand beyond Thaine's balls, finger stroking over the tight little hole, the wrinkled skin so hot against his fingertip. "T. Oh, fuck, I forgot how fucking tight you were."
"Want you. All of you."
"You're hurt, T. I won't." He pushed, the tip of his finger going into Thaine's body, that hot silk squeezing it tight.
"When I'm better, though. We can play."
"Whatever you want, baby. Whatever you want." Time would tell what that might be, but for now, Thaine was all his.
He pushed his finger deep, mouth meeting Thaine's as he fucked his lover's hand, cock sliding through the warm fingers. Thaine just melted for him, rocking and shifting, thighs spread wide. Fuck, he wanted to sink into that sweet body, feel that tightness and heat around his cock. Five years. Five fucking years and now he couldn't because the man was in a hospital bed, just fucked up enough that he couldn't.
He tried reaching across himself with his other hand, but couldn't reach that hard cock, not without tearing his own out of Thaine's hand, which was simply not going to happen. A callused thumb rubbed over the tip of his cock, nail pressing in.
"Shit! Baby!" He forgot all about trying to get to Thaine's cock. "Again. More."
"Yeah. Yeah." That touch came again, scratching him, pushing him. No one knew what buttons to push. No one but Thaine.
"Fuck, baby. Gonna blow. Gonna fucking blow."
"Yeah. Gimme. Want."
The words, the way Thaine said them made him buck and he bit the inside of his cheek to keep from calling out as he came, spunk pushing out over his lover's hand.
"Mmmhmm." Thaine purred, nuzzling his jaw, his cheek.
He turned, taking Thaine's mouth. "Fucking incredible, T. What you can do with just your hand..."
Thaine just rumbled, eyes heated, wanton. Shit, there was something about his lover, dark and tanned and needy that set him off like a firecracker.
He wriggled his finger, the one inside Thaine, and then started moving it again, fucking that tight hole with it. "Let me return the favor here," he murmured, shifting on the bed so he could push the hospital gown the rest of the way up and wrap his hand around Thaine's hard flesh.
"Uh-huh." Thaine started rolling, hips just begging him for more.
He shifted again, sliding down the bed this time before bending and wrapping his lips around the head of that cock. The flavor exploded on his tongue, a taste he hadn't had in over five years.
"Jerry." Thaine's hips rolled, the deep cry just filling the air.
He hummed a little, tightening his lips as he slowly pushed down, taking more of Thaine's heat into his mouth. He was going to blow Thaine's mind.
Desperate little words filled the air, Thaine begging him, loving him. Oh, shit, that voice was something else; having this proud, strong cowboy begging him was its own turn on, and Jerry groaned around Thaine's cock. He sucked harder, started working a second finger in along with the first. Fuck, Thaine was tight as a fist, damn near virginal and if felt fucking amazing.
If they'd been anywhere else and if Thaine's injuries had been confined to his head, Jerry so would be fucking him. He pushed his fingers deep, searching for the bump of gland as his tongue played with the head of that thick cock, slipping into the slit and licking over the glans.
Thaine jerked, cock pushing up into his mouth and filling his throat. He swallowed around the head, and pulled up before bobbing back down again, free hand on his cowboy's hip. It wasn't enough to stop Thaine from pushing deep, but would let Jerry control just how deep. Then he pegged that gland again.
"Lover! Jerry, please!" Oh, yeah, that's what he wanted to hear, that note of pleading, that begging, breathless need in Thaine's voice.
He pegged it again, hand letting go of , letting Thaine set the pace as he sucked as hard as he could, lips tight around Thaine's heated flesh.
His lover came for him, entire body jerking with it. He swallowed the slick seed down, the taste bitter and male, all Thaine. Like stepping back five fucking years in time.
He kept sucking, licking and teasing Thaine's cock as he slowly pulled his fingers away, and then he pulled off. Licking his lips, he grinned up at his dazed and sated cowboy. "I guess I've still got it."
"Uhn." Thaine just panted, tongue sliding and wetting those parted lips. Shit, That man was a stud. All American, Grade A Stud.
Jerry'd forgotten that look, the just fucked and happy as a pig in shit look that made him feel like a sex-god. Grinning, Jerry, tugged down Thaine's hospital gown and pulled up the blankets. If he remembered right, it got even better after a good fuck.
He leaned up and chased Thaine's tongue back into the man's mouth. Thaine moaned, opening right up, letting him in. God, no one'd ever wanted him like this man did. His tongue slipped right in, started fucking that hot, kiss-swollen mouth before teasing Thaine's tongue back into his own, sucking on it.
A sharp knock on the door interrupted the kiss. "Why is this door locked? Mr. Russell?"
"Damn it." Thaine growled. "I'm fine. Just sleeping."
Jerry hopped off the bed and got his pants done back up as the knock came again, the voice on the other side sounding stringent and loud.
"Hide the food," he mouthed as he moved the chair slightly and made sure his files were out. He gave Thaine a wink and went to open the door.
"These doors are not meant to be locked. What is that smell?" Lord, talk about large, brunette and pushy as fuck. Did they not make nurses that weren't strident anymore?
Thaine smiled over. "His supper."
Oh, that was his T. Sneaky to a fault. "Yes, ma'am, I ordered in as the cafeteria food, well... I ordered in." He smoothed his hair back and made a show of looking at the door. "I don't know how this got locked. I must have hit it with my book or something." He gave Thaine a wink and stuck his tongue out at the nurse's back as she approached the bed.
Thaine's eyes were just dancing, the man happy as a pig in shit. "Can I go home yet?"
"That's not up to me, Mr. Russell, though I must say, you've got better color in your cheeks today than you have since you came in."
Jerry couldn't have stopped the laughter if his life had depended on it and she turned and raised an eyebrow at him as she took hold of Thaine's wrist and took his pulse.
Thaine chuckled. "Jerry gets my blood up."
Her cheeks went as red as her scrubs and her lips pursed. "Really. Well your pulse is certainly up."
She took a thermometer out of her pocket and put it in Thaine's ear. "No temperature though. The doctor left a standing order for pain meds, Mr. Russell. Do you want any? Shift change is in twenty minutes and it'll be awhile before anyone can get to you."
Thaine wriggled a little, thinking. "I... No. No, I'm good."
"You sure? What if you gave us the pills just in case or something?" he suggested. Thaine was likely running on endorphins from the orgasm and feeling no pain.
"How about I bring the pills in after I finish with the patient next door. If you don't want to take them, you can tell me."
"Yeah. I guess. I hate those things."
"If you're not hurting though, I bet they'll let you out of here sooner," he pointed out.
The nurse nodded. "Trust me, Mr. Russell. We need the bed for someone who's really sick." She gave Thaine a wink and him a smirk and Jerry was chuckling again as she went out the door. "And make sure this doesn't get locked again."
"No, ma'am. We'll make sure." Oh, butter wouldn't melt in that mouth.
He knew a few things that would, though. He nearly locked the door as soon as the nurse went out, but he was good and didn't. She was going to be back with pills soon, after all.
He went
back to the bed, sitting on the edge and grinning at Thaine. "You think she could smell us?"
Thaine smiled wide, one hand wrapping around his neck to tug him in for a quick kiss. "Maybe. I can."
He nodded and pushed in for a longer kiss. "I know. I can, too. Making me hard again."
"Mmm. They need to let me out of here, let me come home to you."
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