Wouldn't Dream Of It

Chapter 18

The man above him groaned, pressing his palms into Jason's chest, his nails digging into his skin as he rode Jason, over and over again, the wet heat of Charlie's ass enveloping him , each thrust eliciting filthy moans from the both of them. It was desperate and unbridled and it was exactly what they needed. The rough jerk of hips and various grips and bruises left by fingernails and hands..it was them. 

"Jason", Charlie cried, his thumbs caressing Jason's cheeks, the action almost sweet compared to the way they were fucking. "I wanna come"

"How badly do you want it, Charlie?", he wrapped his fist around Charlie's hard on and started jacking him, fast, in sync with the speed he was riding him.

"Please, you asshole, please Jason, I wanna come", he begged. He was moving in an uneven rhythm that somehow worked for the both of them. They were both breathing hard, sweat dripping down, but none of that registered for Jason except Charlie warm body on top of him.

Jason fucked him with brutal thrusts, pushing his hips upwards as he felt the familiar feeling of his orgasm loom over the edge. "Jason, I'm gonna come", Charlie whimpered as he fucked Jason's fist.

"I want you to", Jason assured him, "Come all over my stomach, yeah that's it"

Charlie clenched around him as he came, calling out Jason name.
Jason felt a sudden burst of pain in his knee but he bit his lip, trying to tune it out. He was going to fuck up his knee for the worse, but he couldn't bring himself to care.

He flipped them over and thrust back into him, Charlie grabbed onto his back as Jason fucked him hard until he was coming into the condom, the orgasm almost painfully good.

He dropped his weight onto Charlie's body, Charlie's arms wrapping around his naked back until their breathing calmed down to normal. Jason pressed his forehead to Charlie's temple, arm thrown around his upper body. He was able to feel Charlie's racing heart. It grounded him.  

Suddenly Charlie giggled, making Jason pull back and stare at him with an incredulous expression on his face.

"Well, that was effective"

"Ha", Jason rolled back onto to the bed with a snort, feeling fully sated. Charlie moved so that his head rested on Jason's chest and his arm was wrapped around his waist, his cheek against Jason's pec. Jason pulled him closer and unable to help himself, placed a kiss to Charlie's messy blue hair.

"I'm sorry", he said after a few seconds of silence, "For getting all possessive, I mean"

He felt Charlie smile against his skin, "It's okay, I like it when you get possessive"

"Yeah?"

"Mm-hmm"

He raised his head so that he could look at Jason, an unreadable expression on his face, "I missed you, you know?"

Jason tried to ignore the weird lurch his heart did when he heard those words. Instead he looked at Charlie, confused, "Why? We saw each other yesterday"

Charlie let out a dry laugh, "Not now, dumbass, I meant when you stopped talking to me"

"Ah", he said when realization dawned on him. Jason couldn't tell him the truth. What they had could only be temporary even if a relationship with Charlie was what Jason wanted. He had spent way too many years of his life trying to be good enough and he wasn't ready to throw it all away.

"Charlie....", Jason trailed off, his fingers leaving Charlie's hair.

"Tell me, Pierce, please", he whispered, "Why did you stop talking to me, what did I do"

The pleading tone of his voice broke Jason's heart.

"It wasn't your fault, Hayes, if anything it was mine", he admitted.

"Yours? I...how?", Charlie sounded almost vulnerable, different from his usually confident demeanor. Alcohol does that to a person. He sighed.

"When my dad died, I changed, man, Nothing made sense anymore", Jason caressed his hair, running his fingers through the dark locks, "And my mom, she wasn't herself, I was afraid she would kill herself too or something, and there was the realization that I could be gay, It was too fucking much for me to handle"

"Were you attracted to me, then?", Charlie asked sounding awed.

"Well, yeah, I thought you were hot"

He didn't reply for a couple of long seconds, before he frowned, "Harley and I are twins"

"Yeah, so?"

"Are you attracted to him?", the uncertainty in his voice made Jason pull him closer to his chest as he chuckled, "No, Smurfy, Harley's like a brother to me"

Sighing, Charlie kissed his chest, "Good, better stay that way"

Jason laughed, suddenly feeling lighter, freer, "Of course"

Charlie huffed before snuggling into him, wrapping an arm around his waist. Smiling Jason grabbed on to his hand when he felt a few raised bumps on his skin.

What the hell?

Jason jerked up, his head almost colliding with Charlie's as he traced the small crescent shaped scars on Charlie's inner wrist. How had he not noticed this before? They weren't self-harm marks; they didn't look like they were made by a knife. There were a few of them, white against his pale skin.

"Charlie?", Jason asked, concerned. When there was no reply, he leaned down to place a kiss to the marks. He would have to ask him what they were, but it could wait, for now he would enjoy the feel of Charlie's body against his.

Jason stayed awake for a long time before he fell asleep too, his mind consumed with thoughts of Charlie.

I'm sorry about all the smut hahah (not really) Also, I'm guessing updates are gonna be a bit slow because of how hectic school's been, especially during quarantine. Anyways, thank you for reading