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Luke sometimes thought he was sick, but unsure of what the sickness was. Just that it was because he had too much to drink, too much to drink of Jamie, so that he was becoming like him, inebriated, his heart racing with every kiss and every touch. He finally lifted his hand up to the small of Jamie’s back, pressing the other to him, so that when Jamie ground up against him he could see his slight smile and hear his small moans. Like the sounds animals make before they die. Not very romantic. He felt relieved. His lips were near Jamie’s ear, almost begging, “Not too fast…”
“What do you mean?” Jamie rocked back and forth, his palms against the wall, leaning in close to look at Luke’s red eyes. “Am I gonna make you cry?”
“No.” Luke wanted to close his eyes, but couldn’t bear to not look at Jamie in his state. He gripped Jamie’s hips with both hands, stopping the other’s motion. With some effort, he said, “...I want you to stay here longer.”
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Someone was calling Jamie from far away. One of his bros was looking for him. At that moment Luke and Jamie quickly changed positions, Jamie with his arm against the wall, and Luke standing behind him, the wall cracked behind them with a faded advertisement for psoriasis cream. Jamie read the Chinese characters out loud line by line, while Luke caught his breath, alternating between deep and shallow. Until Jamie’s voice became strange, pausing more frequently, the words too faded to connect into a meaningful sentence, he turned to look at Luke, who immediately took his lips into his mouth, chasing after the taste of herbal wine against the other’s tongue.
When the shouting grew nearer, Jamie leaned back, resting his head against Luke’s shoulder, while Luke lowered his head to nibble at Jamie’s neck. “Hurry up,” Jamie said. Luke whined in return: “...Don’t wanna.”
Luke whispered, “What, don’t want your comrades to see you like this?”
Jamie scoffed.
Before Luke could respond, he was already being pressed up against the wall by Jamie, his braid swinging forward. He let Luke catch the end of it in his teeth, and then lowered himself forcefully. Against the backdrop of people going about their morning, Jamie rocked faster and faster. If not for Jamie’s braid in his mouth, Luke’s heavy breathing and moans would have alerted the whole neighborhood. “Hold on,” Jamie smiled, his hand on his own hip, pleasure beginning to build in his belly, catching sight of the vast blue sky in his peripheral vision, before hurtling back down towards the countless shadows. He sat back deeply, making Luke whimper as he leaned forward. Jamie bit back his last moan, and then let out a deep sigh, as if he had just taken a big gulp of his drink.
