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James sings along to the song playing on the radio, his boyfriend in the passenger seat. It’s a warm day and they’re on the way to their cottage outside the city to spend a romantic weekend together.
"Are you excited for our little romantic weekend?" James asks, eyes on the road.
"Very," Regulus says, and James is pretty sure he can hear an evil smirk in his smile, but he doesn’t turn his head to check. "In fact, I’m so excited that I can’t wait."
He rummages through his bag, James smiles. He‘s excited, too. It’s become a bit of a tradition, to spend the first weekend of the months at the cottage, just being around each other, cuddling, laughing, and not wearing many clothes.
"Actually, I‘d say the weekend starts right now," Regulus announces and a moment later, he hands him his lace pantie. James looks at it with wide eyes for a moment, before a honk from the car behind him forces him to turn his attention back on the street.
Still, he risks a quick glance over to his boyfriend, and, oh, he shouldn’t have done it. Regulus smirks at him, a pink dildo in hand.
"No, Reggie," James whines, but it’s too late. The dildo has already disappeared inside of him. He clenches the hand still holding Regulus' pantie into a fist, the other hand keeps a tight grip on the staring wheel.
"Reggie, you‘re going to get us both killed," James grits through his teeth. The man next to him just starts moaning in response, and oh, that is not good. Not good at all, because he feels himself get hard in his pants.
"Can’t expect me to wait when you look this hot," Regulus remarks lewdly. James closes his eyes for a second, before he remembers that he is supposed to focus on the traffic.
"Fuck, Reg, please. It’s only half an hour or so," he says, but the wet sound of Regulus pushing the dildo in and out of himself continues.
When he starts moaning James' name, he looks over to his boyfriend, getting more and more aroused by the minute. "I think you‘re the one who‘s going to get us killed if you don’t keep your eyes on the road," Regulus remarks naughtily.
"This is not fair, Reg," James whines. "You can’t just fuck yourself right next to me and expect me to not have a reaction at all."
"Does that mean you don’t want me to use the dildo?" Regulus asks matter-of-factly.
"No, I don’t want you to use it right now," he replies. To his surprise, Regulus actually puts it back into his bag, but only a moment later, he feels Regulus' breath against his cheek. This can’t mean anything good. He presses a soft kiss to his cheek, then trails down his neck, where he leaves another two kisses.
Luckily, that’s it. No more kisses. The straining in his pants becomes more of a problem by the minute and he‘s sure that Regulus noticed the bulge in his pants.
The other man trails his fingers along James' arm, and it sends shivers down his spine, but it’s just a small, innocent touch, so James allows it.
Regulus sits back down on the passenger seat, and James extends his arm, so Regulus can keep trailing his fingers along. He does that for a moment, until he starts placing soft kisses on the palm of his hand. He allows that, too. He also allows Regulus to suck two of his fingers into his mouth, but he gets the feeling that it might have been a bad idea when Regulus starts deep throating them.
James takes a sharp breath when Regulus lets his fingers out with a pop, only to use them to push inside of himself a moment later.
"Fuck, Reggie, fuck," James moans. "We can’t do that right now, Reggie, please, I have to focus on the fucking road."
Regulus just pushes the fingers further in, moaning loudly. "Jamie, just look how wet you make me." He punctuates his words by pulling James' fingers out of himself, then licks them clean. James moans softly when his finger slide back inside his boyfriend.
He fucks himself on his' fingers for a moment, until James can’t take it anymore. He leaves the highway, turning into a small dirt road and keeps driving for a moment until they reach a small forest, or more like a bunch of trees next to the road. He pulls to the side, stalls the engine, pulls his fingers out of Regulus and exits the car. He rushes towards the passenger door and yanks it open. Regulus meets him with a smug smile.
"Out of the car," James orders. "Backseat."
Regulus complies with a happy noise and sits down on the backseat, legs dangling out to the side, wide smile on his face. James moves closer, pushing him back so that he lies down, before finally freeing his rock-hard cock from his pants.
He leans foreword, until he hovers directly over the other man’s face, then moves closer to kiss him. Regulus responds eagerly, pushing his tongue inside immediately, while lewdly moaning into the kiss. At the same time, he tries to grind his hips against James', attempting to rub himself against James' cock.
"Please, Jamie, please fuck me already," Regulus whines and James really enjoys how the roles switched this quickly. He smiles down to the squirming man underneath him.
"So needy," he comments while moving to Regulus' open legs, burying his face in his boy-pussy. The younger man gasps, guiding his movements with his hands in his hair.
He moves his tongue, sucks on his clit, then moves up again to kiss Regulus.
"Jamie, please, please, fuck me now," Regulus begs, and as much as he wants to, James can’t hold back much longer.
He rubs his cock along Regulus, slicking himself up before he positions his tip against the entrance.
Regulus looks up at him, eyes dark, and lustful, and James pushes himself in, watching his eyes flutter shut. He loves how Regulus sucks him in, enjoys the slick feeling. He starts moving, fast, and hard, and mercilessly, which makes Regulus hiss.
His eyes open again, staring at James, a string of small 'oh, oh's falling out of his mouth every time James pushes deep inside of him. "Is that what you wanted?" James asks, a little out of breath. "You wanted me to fuck you hard by the side of the road?"
"Yes, fuck, yes," Regulus whines, although James is not sure if it‘s an actual answer to his question or just general enthusiasm about what he‘s doing. Either way, he starts thrusting even harder, using one hand to hold the other man’s hips while the other one is occupied with his clit.
Only a few moments later, Regulus shouts, "Fuck, Jamie, 'm coming, 'm coming, 'mcomingmcoming, fuuuuck."
His legs start shaking, but James doesn’t stop. He fucks him hard, chasing his own orgasm. The squirming, shaking man underneath him is already a reward, but James needs to come.
"Come inside me, please, Jamie, come inside me," Regulus begs, and he looks down at him, hair disheveled, lips red from being kissed and it sends him right over the edge.
While James chants, "Shit, Reggie, fuck, so good," Regulus shouts, "'m coming again, fuck, Jamie, fuckfuckfuck!"
James spills into Regulus, who just babbles, then rides both of their orgasms out. Once they calm down a little, James slumps down on top of him, breathing heavily. They stay like that for a moment, until James remembers that they are currently in their car, which is parked at the side of a dirt road. He heaves himself up and takes the beautiful sight that is his boyfriend in again.
Regulus, that cheeky fucker reaches down to where James just came into him, slicks his fingers in his cum, then licks them clean, all while keeping eye contact with him.
"None of that right now," James orders. He pulls his pants up, lifts Regulus up, sits him down on the passenger seat again, buckles him up, then gets in himself.
"That was good," Regulus slurs with a dopey smile on his face. James squeezes his hand an starts the engine again.
"We‘re there in a half hour," he says.
Regulus smirks at him. "Great, 'cause by then you can go again."