He looks down at him to connect their lips. Rich smiles against those wonderful lips, moving a hand to the waist of Jake's jeans. Jake's hand slides into his jeans, lightly rubbing his dick. Rich sighs and whimpers very softly, sliding a hand into Jake's hair and the other around to his ass, continuing to kiss him. Jake sticks in his tongue, rubbing a little harder. It elicits a small moan from the back of Rich's throat. He squeezes Jake's ass lightly.
"You like that, baby? You want me to do it again?"
"Mhn. Y-Yeah." Jake does it again and keeps going. And Rich bites back loud noises, only giving him small whimpers and groans.
"Fuck, J-Jake."
"Who?" He grins making one harder than the others.
"Ah- D-Daddy ~ !" Jake kisses down his neck, definitely leaving some marks.. reaching his hand into his boxers. Rich makes a strange noise and slides his arms around Jake's neck, hips rolling into his hand.
"Shit- that's good." Soon Jake is tearing his pants and underwear off, his shirt sliding off in the process. He kisses down his chest. Rich is putty in his hands.
"C-C-C'mon, you can do better than that. Wreck m-me." He lays down on his stomach, in between his legs. Wrapping his arms around his thighs, kissing the inside.
"Shit shit shit- Jake, c'mon." it comes out as a whine, high and needy.
"Something, anything, fuck me up, daddy, please."
"Well, since you asked nicely..." he licks up the underside of his cock, licking around the tip as well. Such a tease. He moans lowly.
"You're such a prick, c'mon Jake." He wraps his mouth around it and starts bobbing his head slowly. Rich rakes his hand through his hair to keep it off his forehead, breathing shakily, the other tangling in Jake's hair, tugging a bit.
"Shit-" he hums, vibrating it as he rubs circles in his thigh with his thumbs.
Rich whines in the back of his throat. "I- Jake, fuck, I wanted- not that I'm complaining -" Jake pulls off.
"Fuckin' wait for it. I'm workin' on it"
"All right, all right, just - fuckin hell, dont stop working on it then." Jake starts again, going faster and just giving his best. Rich has dissolved into a moaning, shaking mess. Jake's best is very VERY good. Jake tries to take in all of him. He's not as good as Jared when it comes to this. He pops off right before he completes. It's apart of the plan. Rich can't breath right, his head spins with how good it felt.
"Okay... Okay, I love you, just want you to know that." Jake pulls his own pants off and reaches for the lube,
"I swear to God, if you don't make me cum again I'm gonna be so upset." he sighs into a smile. "You've done it before. Don't want that to have been a fluke."
"Oh I can do it again. Dont worry." He sticks a finger in slowly. Rich whimpers.
"Better hope so, Jakey." He soon sticks another finger in, stretching him out.
"Hah... That's good. But it's not quite - Fuuuuuuuuck yeah, you found the spot, hit it right there, daddy, fuck." He hits it again.
"Shit- Mhm, there there there, oh fuck."
"You want a third, or are you ready?"
"G-Gimme a third. Gotta make sure." He slides in a third finger, hitting the spot. Rich shudders and moans.
"Oh fuck, Jake..." Jake smiles. He loves hearing his name out of his mouth.
"I'm ready, swear I am, I need you, Jake." He pulls his fingers out and positions them, slowly sliding his dick in. Rich breathes heavily.
"Faster than that, please, I'm fuckin desperate." He starts going faster.
"Fuck -" He's already so sensitive, so overstimulated, he feels like he'll burst.
"Hmm Rich- you feel good baby"
"You're - you're telling me, you feel - shit - you feel like heaven - Jake ~!" He grins.
"Goddamm, I'm gonna explode before I can nut-!"
"C'mon, baby,"
"Hit it harder, daddy, I need - oh God -!" He's going as hard and as fast as he can.
"Hhh - Jake, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna - fuck-!"
"C'mon, baby- hn- c'mon, do it for me"
"Shit, Shit-" Rich shouts as he comes hard. It's almost painful, but it feels so damn g o o d.
"That's so good baby, so good" Rich is just barely coherent through the blinding pleasure.
"You- You next, daddy, c-come for me." He continues to fuck him, soon coming inside of him. Rich whimpers, feeling so... Full.
"Shit..."
"I love you so much"
"I... I love you more. I do, promise." Jake pulls out and gets up to clean them up.
"Thank fuck, we have the dorm to ourselves."
"Right... Right, definitely." he rubs his face. "You really like it when I call you daddy?"
"........is it weird?"
"No, not... Not really. Just... Unexpected."
"Yeah...." he gets back in bed, wrapping his arms around him, kissing his forehead.
"I just wanna... Wanna know what gets ya goin, you know? Wanna make it good for you. If you want me to call you daddy, no problem. Just know that I will use it to tease you. Whisper to you when we're in public and stuff, yknow?" Jake chuckles.
"Can't wait for that."
"I bet you can't. We'll be on the bus and I'll lean up and be like "Your ass looks so good in those jeans, daddy, you know how many people wish they could be tapping that?" "
"You're gonna give me a boner in public? How dare you."
"Oh hell yeah I will. It's hot." Jake smiles down at him.
"I'm also changing your phone contact."
"Yours is already changed in my phone"
"Yeah? To what? Yours is Jakey right now for me, but it's gonna be Daddy when I get around to it."
"You probably won't like it."
"Why? I don't see why- ..... It says I'm small, doesn't it?"
"My smol bean"
"Jacob, I swear to God."
"What? It's cute. I like how tiny you are. You fit in my arms so nicely."
"I'm insecure about it, you know that. I got little dog syndrome."
"Awwwwww I do, but it's adorable."
"Yeah Yeah..." Jake smooches his face a couple times.
"Duuuude, chill."
"Mmmm but I looooove you"
"Aw, Jaaaaake!" He smiles and pecks his lips.
"Dude, Jake, marry me."
"Yes. A million times yes Rich."
"Nice, now I gotta get you a ring."
"And I thought I'd be the one who proposed"
"Listen, I thought I was gonna do it all big and flashy, but here we are."
"Yeah.......... well, actually..."
"Having second thoughts?"
"No, uh," he turns away from Rich to open the drawer and pull something out of it. Rich sits up in confusion.
"I know this, uh, this isn't ideal but.." he shows him a small box.
He squeaks "Jake!"
"I, uh, I had already gotten it, and I was just waiting for the right moment but..." he opens it to reveal the most beautiful ring. He squeaks again.
"Bro, I totally stole your thunder and I don't even HAVE a fuckin ring, I'm so sorry!!" Jake smiles.
"Will you, Richard Goranski, marry me?"
"Yes! Dude, fuck yes, of course!" He sighs in relief, taking the ring out and putting it on his finger. Rich stares at it on his hand and grins.
"It's beautiful..."
"I'm glad you think so... God, I'm glad you said yes.."
He looks up at him. "Jakey, I asked you first, why wouldn't I?"
"I have no fuckin' clue." He loves this. He loves him.
"I'm still just so.... Holy shit, Michael owes me twenty bucks."
"What?"
"I... We had a bet to see who'd get engaged first. Who would get the balls to ask first, yknow?"
"Uhuh. Sure"
"And I mean... I did, technically. But oh my God, I'm gonna get married."
"We're actually getting to start a life together."
"Y-Yeah. God, we're gonna get married, we've already got a baby... Holy shit this is real."
"In high school, I never thought I'd be doing this with you"
"In high school I wanted this so bad... But I didn't think I'd make it this far."
"But we did.. I can't believe it.."
"... Jake, I love you so much."
"I love you too."
"I'll wear a white suit, you wear black."
"I'll wear a white suit, you wear black."
"I love it."