Static and Sparks

*Let them look. Let them see.* I squeeze his hand, my thumb stroking over the back of it. *I’ve got you. I’ve got you.*

“Hey, isn’t that O’Shaughnessy and Vance?” I hear someone say, their voice loud in the sudden quiet. *Oh, shit.* The noise level in the room has dropped, all eyes turning to us. *Breathe. Just breathe.*

Jamie tenses beside me, his grip on my hand tightening, almost painful. *Don’t you dare let go.* “Yeah,” he says, his voice only a little rough, a little strained. *My brave, beautiful boy.* “It is.”

*Did he… did he just…* My brain short-circuits, my mouth falling open. *He did. He really did.* I turn to look at him, my heart in my throat. *So proud. So damn proud.*

“Well, shit,” Ben says, a grin splitting his face. *Of course it’s Ben.* “About time you two made it official.” He claps Jamie on the shoulder, his other hand reaching out to shake mine. *What?*

*Oh.* I take his hand, my smile so wide it feels like my face might crack. *Thank god.* “Thanks, Ben,” I say, my voice a little wobbly, a little thick. *Don’t you dare cry. Don’t you dare.*

“Yeah, thanks, man,” Jamie echoes, his voice stronger now, steadier. *There he is. There’s my guy.* He tugs me closer, his arm sliding around my waist, anchoring me to his side. *Right where I belong.*

*Fuck, I love you.* I lean into him, my head resting on his shoulder, my arm wrapping around his middle. *Never letting go.* “Told you it would be okay,” I murmur, soft enough that only he can hear. *I told you.*

*And you were right.* He doesn’t say it, but I can feel it in the way he holds me, in the press of his lips to my temple. *You were right about everything.*

Six months later, and I still wake up some mornings wondering if this is all a dream. *Can’t be real. Can’t be this good.* I roll over, reaching for the warm body beside me, my hand finding smooth skin, lean muscle. *Leo. My Leo.*

*Always my Leo.* I bury my face in the crook of his neck, breathing him in. *Coconut and sleep and home.* My arm tightens around him, pulling him closer. *Never letting go.*

Leo wriggles in my hold, his ass pressing back against my rapidly hardening dick. *Fuck.* “Morning,” he mumbles, his voice rough with sleep. *Sexy. So fucking sexy.*

*Always.* “Morning,” I murmur back, pressing a kiss to the nape of his neck. *Taste good. So good.* “Sleep okay?”

“Mmhmm,” he hums, arching into my touch. *Greedy. So fucking greedy.* “Better now.”

*Me too. Me too.* I rock against him, my dick sliding between his cheeks, the friction just enough to make my eyes roll back in my head. *Fuck. Fuck, that’s good.*

*More. Need more.* I slip a hand under the waistband of his sleep pants, my fingers finding his dick, hard and leaking against his belly. *Mine. All mine.* I stroke him slow and lazy, my thumb catching on the slit, smearing the wetness there. *So hot. So fucking hot.*

“Jamie,” Leo gasps, his hips bucking into my touch. *Love the way he says my name. Love it.*

*Always.* “Yeah,” I growl, my teeth scraping over his shoulder. *Mine. All mine.* “Love you.”

*So much. So damn much.* I thrust against him, my dick sliding, sliding, the pressure building, building. *Close. So close.*

*Come on. Come on. Give it to me.* I stroke him faster, my other hand slipping down to roll his balls, tugging just a little. *Come for me. Be good for me.*

“Fuck,” Leo chokes out, his body tensing, his dick pulsing in my hand as he comes, hot and wet over my fingers. *Good. So good. So good for me.*

*My turn.* I grind against him, hard, harder, chasing my own release. *Almost. Almost there.* “Leo,” I gasp, my mouth open against his skin. *So close. So damn close.*

“Yeah,” Leo breathes, his hand finding mine, tangling our fingers together. *There. There it is.* “Come on, baby. Come for me.”

*I do, my orgasm slamming into me, my dick pulsing, my come painting his back, his ass. *Fuck. Fuck, yes. So good. So fucking good.* I slump against him, my breath coming hard and fast. *Perfect. So perfect.*

*Always perfect with him.* I press a kiss to his shoulder, my lips lingering. *Love you. Love you so much.* “Love you,” I say again, my voice soft, sated. *More than anything.*

Leo turns in my arms, his eyes finding mine, soft, warm, full of everything I’ve ever wanted. *Home. He’s home.* “Love you too,” he says, his smile bright, blinding. *My heart. My whole heart.* “So much.”

*Yeah. Yeah, I know.* I lean in, my lips brushing his, soft, sweet, perfect. *Always. Always and forever.* “Forever,” I murmur against his mouth. *Promise. It’s a promise.* “You and me. Always.”

*And we will be. Come what may.* I pull him closer, my arms tight around him, my heart full, my soul at peace. *Finally. Home.* “Always,” Leo echoes, his voice just as sure, just as certain. *My Leo. My love. My everything.*

*Always.*