JC sat quietly, his feet propped up on the balcony railing, leaning back on two legs of the hard wrought-iron chair, and glanced out at the dreary London skyline. It was mid evening and people were rushing around down below, getting home after work, heading in and out of shops, sitting at small outdoor cafés eating. London was one of JC’s favorite places to visit and he loved just being able to sit and watch the city from above. From inside, he heard the door to the huge hotel suite open. Justin swept in amid a bundle of energy and noise and rhythm and commotion. Justin Timberlake had arrived and the world would know it. JC smiled. That was Justin. It wasn’t intentional, but it was there just the same. When he walked into a room, even a simple hotel room, his presence was immediately known. There was no doubt about it.
JC turned his head away from the world spread out before him off the high balcony to face the closed French doors behind him. From his place there, he could just make out Justin moving around the room, dropping things onto the table, heading into the bathroom just to return a moment later, moving to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water out of the refrigerator. JC chuckled to himself. It was next to impossible for Justin to stay still for any amount of time, even when he was alone apparently.
JC let the two front legs of the chair fall back to the balcony floor, making the softest of noises as they touched down. He pulled his feet from the railing and stood, making his way to the French doors. Justin was standing with his back to the doors, reading a piece of paper in his hand, and JC knew if he just opened the doors and walked in, he would probably give Justin a heart attack. But he wanted to surprise him.
So he waited. Finally, Justin made his way toward the bedroom, opening the door and entering quickly. JC stepped in from the balcony quickly and quietly made his way to the couch, sitting down. He heard movement in the bedroom, Justin doing whatever he was doing. Finally, after a few moments, the movement in the next room stopped and it was completely quiet. JC smiled as he waited patiently.
Suddenly, Justin appeared in the doorway again, his confused eyes scanning the room until they landed on JC. A slow smile spread across his face, mirroring the one on JC’s own. And then, before JC knew what was happening, Justin came running, hurdling the table, and tackling JC backwards onto the couch. Justin landed on top of him, straddling his hips, and grinned wildly.
“Umph,” JC let out a grunt. “Hey baby.”
“What are you doing here? And where the hell were you when I came in?” Justin asked, bending down to attach his lips to JC’s in a soft kiss.
“Out on the balcony. I wasn’t expecting you back so soon, so I was just sitting out there watching the city.”
“How did you get in here? And why did you wait so long to come inside? I never would have known you were here if I hadn’t seen your bag in the bedroom.” The trademark pout hit his lips and JC laughed lightly.
“I didn’t want to give you a heart attack by just suddenly walking in the doors. And how do you think I got in here? J, I know practically everyone you’re touring with. It wasn’t really that hard to get a hold of your assistant and get a key. And I’m here because you said you missed me. And because I missed you.” Justin smiled widely. When he had told JC he missed him and suggest he come to London, he hadn’t expected JC to really hop on a plane and fly to him. But he wasn’t about to complain about it.
“I’m glad you came. And because of that, I’m taking you out for a night on the town.” Justin told him, climbing off his hips and settling between his legs. JC sat up and leaned back against the couch, letting Justin lean against him.
“Ok. But I need to talk to you. It doesn’t have to be now, but sometime today.” JC turned away, his eyes scanning the rest of the room. Justin’s heart jumped into his throat and he turned, grabbing JC’s chin so JC’s eyes met his own.
“No way. You can’t tell me we need to talk and then just say we can do it later.” He swallowed past a lump that had risen in his throat. “That’s going to kill me all night if you just leave it like that.” JC stared into his eyes for a moment before leaning forward to press a soft kiss to his forehead.
“It’s nothing bad, I promise. This isn’t a ‘we need to talk because I’m breaking up with you’ kind of talk.” Justin let out a deep breath of air, relief washing through him.
“Don’t do that to me.” He leaned into JC again, resting his head on JC’s shoulder. “So what is it then? Might as well talk now, that way we have the rest of the night to just relax and have fun.” JC pulled away and climbed to his feet, pacing the room. Justin watched him silently for a few minutes before reaching for his hand when he was at a close enough distance, stopping him. “Jace, what is it?” JC ran a hand through his hair and sighed before sitting down on the coffee table in front of Justin, resting his elbows on his knees. Justin sat cross-legged on the couch, facing him, searching his face for any sign of what could be wrong. The truth was, he was a little freaked out by JC’s behavior. JC had already told him he wasn’t breaking up with him, but that still didn’t explain what was going on. Meeting his eyes, JC sighed again before finally opening his mouth to speak.
“Look, Justin. Two and a half months ago, we both decided to make our relationship more than just friendship. And it’s been great. The new closeness when I never thought it was possible for us to be closer than we were before all this, the kissing and cuddling. But the truth is, I guess I need to know where you stand here. Because honestly,” he paused and took a deep breath before continuing. “I’m falling in love with you.” He met Justin’s eyes briefly before looking away. “And I guess if this doesn’t mean that much to you, if this is just fun for you and nothing really serious, then I need to know because I need to get a hold on my emotions and make it just about that for me too.” He finished and finally met Justin’s eyes again, holding them, searching his face for answers. Justin’s mouth had dropped open and his eyes had gone wide. JC wasn’t sure what that meant and didn’t let himself guess. Instead, he waited patiently for Justin to say something.
But Justin never did. Instead, his mouth closed into a soft smile and he leaned forward, caressing JC’s cheek with the pad of his thumb. Slowly, he laid his lips on top of JC’s in a soft, gentle kiss.
“Say it again.” It was whispered against JC’s lips. JC wasn’t sure what Justin was talking about and pulled away so he could see into Justin’s eyes again.
“Say what again?”
“Say that you’re falling in love with me. Say that you love me.” Justin wrapped his arms around JC’s waist and pulled him off the table and back onto the couch, holding him close, their chests pressed together, his leg over JC’s thigh. “Because I love you too. And I’ve waited a long time to hear you say those words.”
“I....really?”
“Yeah. I wanted to tell you, but I wasn’t sure you were feeling the same. I didn’t want to scare you away from any of this by saying something you weren’t feeling too. I didn’t want to lose you.”
“You’ll never lose me, J. I love you.” JC leaned forward, pressing his lips against Justin’s temple.
*****
“I had fun tonight, baby.” Justin moved in close and wrapped his arms around JC’s waist. Leaning in, he placed a soft kiss on JC’s lips. They had gone out to eat at a small café then headed to one of their favorite clubs to visit whenever they were in London. Justin, under the hidden cover of darkness and packed bodies, had even pulled JC close more than once, pressing against him and dancing with complete abandon. JC had tensed at first, but once he realized no one could see them, had relaxed and had pressed right back into Justin, letting his body move gracefully with Justin’s. Their bodies had reacted until they were both hard and pressing against each other, turning each other on before the lights would come back up and they would move away, only to reconnect later once the lights flickered low again.
“I’ll be right back.” Justin said, pulling his lips away from JC and heading into the bathroom, he shut the door and smiled to himself. It meant the world to him that JC had hopped on a plane and flown halfway around the world just because Justin told him he missed him. And now he knew JC loved him. Was in love with him. There wasn’t a greater feeling in the world. He knew JC better than anyone else in his life. He trusted him completely and knew he could be himself around JC, no expectations. And now they were closer than he ever thought would be possible.
After he was finished, he opened the door to enter the bedroom again and his mouth dropped open. JC was lying naked on the bed, legs spread wide. One hand was resting behind his head, the other lay between his legs, wrapped around his thick cock, stroking it slowly. His eyes were trained on Justin, a seductive gleam shining from them.
“You like what you see,” JC asked. His voice was a mere whisper, laced with sex. Justin could only nod. “Then come and get it.” Justin moved to the bed slowly, kneeling between JC’s legs. He stared wantonly at JC, watching his hand move slowly up and down, the precum collecting on his hand making his movements easier.
“Keep touching yourself, baby. That’s sexy as fuck.” JC’s eyes closed as a wave of pleasure passed through him. He tilted his head back into the pillow and arched up, thrusting into his hand. Justin felt himself harden in the confinements of his pants, but resisted the urge to reach down and touch himself. He wanted to watch JC get himself off without any other distractions.
“See what you’ve done to me all night, J? Every time you...” he paused, a low moan escaping as his eyes closed once again. “Uuuhh. Every time you pressed against me.” Justin couldn’t tear his eyes away. He was torn between watching JC’s ministrations on his cock and watching the pleasure etched on his beautiful face. JC panted slightly, a thin sheen of sweat falling on his skin. Justin wanted to lick a trail up his chest, let the sweet taste fall against his tongue, but he couldn’t move.
JC’s hand started to move faster, up, down, up, down. Low moans and hisses, grunts of pleasure, and slight panting escaped his mouth and reached Justin’s ears, causing his own cock to tingle excitedly. JC’s thrust up into his hand in completely abandon, lost in the sensations. Justin watched as thick, sticky drops of precum leaked out of the swollen head and glided down the shaft with the help of JC’s fingers. He could tell JC was close, and saw, right before his very eyes, JC’s body tense up as he prepared for his release. JC’s eyes opened and met Justin’s, deep blue pools burning in ecstasy. And suddenly, Justin’s head was there, his mouth on JC’s cock. With a single swipe of his tongue, JC found his release with a strangled cry of Justin’s name. White-hot ropes shot into Justin’s waiting mouth. JC’s body arched off the bed as Justin took him as deep as he could, his mouth filling with everything JC had to offer.
Justin held JC in his mouth until the last of his release drained out of him, JC’s body shaking with pleasure. Justin could see his eyes closed tightly, his mouth open as he panted slightly. Letting JC fall from his mouth, he moved up JC’s body, licking the thin layer of sweat at he went, until he reached JC’s mouth, kissing him hungrily, letting JC taste himself on Justin’s tongue. He held JC close as the last shudders of pleasure rippled through his body.
“Fuck that was sexy, Jace.”
“I wasn’t expecting you to do that, baby.” JC said, meeting Justin’s eyes.
“I know, but I wanted to. I wanted to taste you.”
“And now I want to taste you,” JC said, flipping Justin so he was on his back, JC’s body hovering over him. “Can I taste you, J?” Justin nodded, smiling up at JC. JC let his lips trail down Justin’s neck, his hands sliding up to the top buttons of Justin’s shirt. At a painstakingly slow pace, JC undid the buttons on Justin’s shirt, kissing and licking each new exposed area of skin. Justin squirmed beneath him, begging him to hurry. But JC was in no rush. It was as if he was memorizing Justin’s body, learning each and every plane of muscle and skin, each and every curve and dip. JC placed a firm hand on Justin’s stomach and met his eyes, calming him with a serene look.
“We have all night, baby. No need to rush it.” Justin relaxed into the soft sheets and let the sensations JC’s mouth and hands were causing consume him. His hands found JC’s thick curls, his fingers burying deeply in them. JC’s tongue found his nipple and licked a slow circle around it, causing it to harden sharply. JC bit it gently before moving across Justin’s chest to the other one, causing the same reaction.
Slowly, and with the utmost care, he ran his lips and tongue down to Justin’s navel, dipping in slightly before drawing a wet circle around it. Justin’s back arched and a gasp escaped from deep in his throat. He’d never before felt this kind of pleasure. It was different with the women he’d been with. He was always the one doing the kissing and licking and pleasing. With JC, it was more give and take. It caused a surge of emotion to overtake him and he shuddered deeply. JC stopped his progress down Justin’s body and looked up, meeting his eyes. Justin smiled at him reassuringly and ran a hand softly across his cheek, assuring him everything was ok. JC winked quickly before returning his lips to Justin’s body.
Once his shirt was completely unbuttoned, Justin raised off the bed so JC could remove it. Laying back down, he felt JC’s lips lay a soft kiss against his hip bone before he let his teeth sink lightly into the protruding skin. Justin gasped and arched up, earning a playful grin from JC.
“You like that?” Justin nodded.
“Yeah, a lot actually.” JC let his lips fall back to Justin’s hip bone, sucking and licking deeply, letting the blood rush to the surface, marking Justin’s body, earning more moans and gasps from Justin.
Justin felt JC’s hands trail up his denim clad thighs, brushing past his aching member, to the buckle on his belt. JC took great care in unbuttoning and unzipping Justin’s jeans. He heard a soft chuckle escape from JC’s lips and turned curious eyes toward him.
“Commando, baby?”
“Just for you, Jace.” JC chuckled again and tapped Justin’s hip lightly, signaling him to rise up so JC could slide his pants down over his hips. Justin complied and soon his pants went flying to the ground. JC let his mouth fall to Justin’s thigh, nibbling lightly, before he licked a trail up to finally reach Justin’s thick, aching cock.
Justin gasped and thrust up lightly once again as the head slipped between JC’s wet lips, his tongue swirling around slowly. He felt a gentle but firm hand press against his stomach, stilling him, reminding him not to thrust to deeply. He lay back into the bed and closed his eyes, gripping the sheets tightly. It took all he had to comply and keep his body still.
JC slowly worked his way down Justin’s shaft, licking and nibbling softly. Then finally he took the head back into his mouth and lowered his mouth, letting Justin sink inside of him. Slowly, inch by inch, he moved down, taking Justin deeper and deeper, until he felt himself hit the back of JC’s throat.
“God damn, Josh!” He was straining tightly against the urge to thrust up, using all of his strength to keep still as JC hummed softly, the vibrations soaring through Justin’s body. JC moved back up just as slowly and completely as he had moved down until just the head was between his lips again, before beginning his journey back down. It was slow, loving, and the emotions, the pleasure, hit Justin once again. JC was doing everything in his power to make this wonderful for Justin.
JC, upon hearing the moans escape from Justin, knew he needed his release and sped up slightly, taking him deep before backing off just to repeat the process again. He lifted his hand to Justin’s mouth, letting two fingers run across Justin’s lips. Justin sucked them in, twirling his tongue around them. JC pulled them back and let his hand trail down to Justin’s balls, stroking them gently before slipping his hand down farther, sliding the wet fingers between Justin’s cheeks. His eyes met Justin’s, silently asking permission. Justin pressed down against him, giving him the permission he requested.
JC found the puckered opening and trailed one of the wet fingers around it, causing Justin to press down against him again, a groan falling from his lips as his head tilted sideways into the pillow, his eyes closing tightly. Slowly, and with the greatest care not to hurt him, JC pressed against the opening with one wet finger, letting it slip partially inside. Justin’s entire body tensed up at the intrusion and JC pulled his finger back quickly.
“No...don’t stop...please.” The words were harsh and broken, the pleasure from JC’s mouth on his aching member and his finger playing with the tight opening almost more than Justin could comprehend. JC met his eyes for a moment and Justin reassured him silently. He felt JC’s finger slip back inside, pressing deeply against him. It was a pleasure unlike anything he’d ever felt before and he pressed down firmly, taking JC’s finger deeper. JC twisted his finger, wiggling it slightly while his mouth still ran up and down Justin’s leaking cock. JC pulled his finger back and entered again, with two this time. Justin was torn between thrusting up into the warm heat of JC’s mouth and pushing down against JC’s fingers buried deep inside him. He spread his legs wider, allowing JC as much room as possible. JC pushed deeper into him, pressing against a pleasure spot deep inside and the most electrifying feeling ran at top speed through Justin’s body, filling him with shock waves of pleasure, causing his entire body to respond to the simple touch. His eyes rolled back into his head, a sharp intake of breath caused his lungs to feel on the verge of exploding, his body shook uncontrollably, his fingers curled into the bed sheets of their own accord, his leaking cock twitched tightly. He was unprepared for it and in an instant, without even realizing it was going to happen, he was coming deep in JC’s mouth. JC was caught off guard but recovered quickly and swallowed all of Justin’s release, milking him until he softened.
Letting Justin’s softening cock fall from his lips and pulling his fingers from Justin’s body, he moved so he was laying next to Justin. Justin’s eyes were still closed. He didn’t want this feeling, this intense, intimate pleasure to ever go away. Reaching blindly for JC, he wrapped his arms around the older man’s back, holding him tightly.
JC laid a soft kiss against Justin’s lips before resting against his shoulder, laying a hand across Justin’s chest, stroking it gently.
“I love you,” JC whispered, letting his lips press against Justin’s ear. A smile spread across Justin’s face.
“I love you too, Josh.” He opened his eyes and met JC’s own. “I never knew it could feel like this. I never knew it could be so wonderful and intense and intimate and...and just...incredible. I never knew.”
“I didn’t either, J. But I always want it to be wonderful and intense and incredible between us. Always.” Justin could only nod his agreement as his eyes closed sleepily and he tightened his hold on JC for a moment, hugging him close before sleep overtook him.