Normally Jud would take the lead in moments like this, but with Luke's head elsewhere for the majority of the day, he let him do what he wanted.
The curtains were forgotten as Luke kissed and licked along Jud's corded neck. Every so often he would nibble but it was never enough to leave a mark. That was their one rule. All marks had to be covered.
Luke's hands trembled as they skimmed Jud's abdomen. He was shaken up so badly he wasn't even processing what he was doing. Sex to Luke used to be a way to expel energy. He didn't care who he slept with as long as his needs were met.
Until he and Jud had set the parameters of their relationship, he had slept around. Only when he found out Jud could satisfy his every need did Luke decide that Jud was the only one he wanted to sleep with. Since then, the captain had made sure he was satisfied before they'd gone to bed.
Jud didn't like being idle. If Luke started something which he usually did, it didn't take much time for Jud to take control. He didn't mind bending Luke over the cabinet or taking him on the washing machine. As long as he was splayed wide before him, he was happy doing anything he needed to, to make sure Luke had a good time.
However, there was a catch. They had made an agreement early on not to sleep together when they were mad at each other or someone else. Their level of communication was at such a level all they had to do was look at the other and know what mood he was in. But that had taken some time to build, and several mistakes had been made before they had been able to perfect it. Even now, Luke sometimes took his frustrations out on Jud when things got too bad. Jud wasn't innocent either, and they just had to be honest with the other before they did something they'd regret.
Luke was overwhelmed with all his emotions, but he wasn't being volatile. Instead he was being extremely gentle. Usually he bit every inch of skin he could find. This time he was just using his lips and tongue. It was much more sensual, and Jud loved it. He loved watching his lover be as open as he was with him. He could ask Jud for anything, and the captain would give it to him.
Luke's hands skimmed under Jud's shirt, unbuttoning it slowly. The cool air kissed his skin as his body heat escaped. Luke was there with his mouth, blowing warm air across the planes of his belly as he traced his abdomen with his tongue. Jud's breath caught in the back of his throat as he watched the dark head bent before him.
Jud took his face gently in his hands and pulled him up. Luke's face was flushed with desire as the captain connected their mouths. Luke settled his knees against the back of the couch as he pushed Jud's shirt from his shoulders. Jud pulled one arm out of its sleeve then followed by the other. He trailed his fingers up Luke's chest, feeling him shudder under his touch. He made short work of the blue dress shirt, tossing it to the floor carelessly.
Luke's head fell back as Jud nibbled his jaw and ear. He could feel his arousal start in the pit of his stomach and spread throughout his entire body. Every fiber of his being was on fire as he felt every touch Jud gave him. It was helping ease him, but it was also giving him a reason to expend whatever negative energy he had left. He couldn't fuck with Jud and not feel better afterwards.
Luke slapped Jud's hands as he started to unbuckle his belt. Jud growled low in his throat at the restriction, but his hands went back to Luke's back. His fingertips alternately dug in and smoothed out his skin. However, Luke didn't have the restrictions he was giving Jud; he flipped open the belt and the zipper descended.
Jud ripped his mouth away from Luke's and looked down when Luke's cool hand slipped into his boxer briefs. It wrapped around his thickening erection, thumb rubbing over his tip. Jud dropped his head to the back of the couch and watched Luke's face as he played with him. They were light touches but every single one of them sent shockwaves through him.
His breath was heavy, almost a pant, as he watched Luke's hand. He alternated between stroking languidly to pumping him fast. It elicited deep groans from his throat, and he lifted his hips to get more friction. Luke stopped then, rubbing his thumb over the sensitive tip. He delved into the slit, using the precum to coat the head. Jud's eyes were halfopen as he gripped the couch cushions with shaky hands.
Luke was sometimes adventurous. He gripped Jud's erection with one hand and rubbed the tip with his palm. It started out slowly at first, but as Jud's breaths came out harsher and deeper, Luke picked up speed. He started to edge Jud, rubbing his tip quickly and roughly until it was a bright red. That familiar tingle started low in his belly and built to a fever pitch until he was ready to explode.
Luke pulled away, and Jud let out a frustrated grunt. That didn't deter the younger guy. He slid backwards off the couch and unfastened his pants. He shoved them to the floor along with his underwear. He stepped out of them and sat on Jud's knees, scooting up until their erections were pressed together. He reached out and took both of them in his big hand, rubbing them gently together.
Jud moved his hips slightly to get more friction. Having two velvety soft erections rubbing together was a new experience. His was a little bigger than Luke's girth-wise, but it was the same length. Luke's head was narrower than Jud's bulbous one, but he never complained especially when it was hitting that one spot right under his hip.
"Fuck!" he breathed.
That familiar feeling returned. Usually when he was tortured like this by Luke, it was by his mouth. That orifice was warm and moist and it knew how to please him. This was very, very different. It gave Luke more control over him because he could feel every twitch and shudder that went through Luke as well. He loved it. Not as much as a receiving head, but it was close.
Luke's hand left the center of his body. Jud opened his fevered eyes and watched as Luke sat up on his knees. He stuck a finger in his mouth, swirling his tongue over the digit while looking him dead in the eyes. It left his mouth and disappeared behind him. Jud watched him wince and knew he was stretching himself. Usually that was Jud's job, but he was going to let Luke do all the work.
"Do you need help?" he asked.
"Just tell me how to do it," Luke replied.
Jud reached behind him and gripped his wrist. He felt the way Luke was stretching himself. He adjusted his angle and coaxed him to pick up speed. When he was sure he was doing it correctly, he pressed another one of Luke's fingers past his ring of muscles. He heard his intake of breath as the burn gripped him momentarily.
"Scissor them," he explained.
"What does that mean?" the other man replied.
"Open and close your fingers at alternating speeds."
He knew the moment Luke did as he instructed. His face contorted at the different feelings rolling through him. Usually Jud would do that for him so he could feel everything, but he enjoyed watching him pleasure himself so Jud could take him.
He added the third finger and cradled Luke's head as he nearly collapsed on him. He never stopped moving his fingers. He was going to make sure he was well-prepared even if it meant he was a breathless mess. It had been several weeks since they'd last had sex. They'd been so busy with work they hadn't had time or were too tired. It meant Luke wasn't as prepared as he usually was. It took some extra time to make sure he didn't get hurt.
Luke removed his fingers and shuffled forward on his couch. Jud sank back as he watched him lift up on his knees. The man on top took Jud's erection and hovered over it. He lowered himself slowly, gritting his teeth as the head breached his tight ring of muscle. Jud eased him down the best he could until he was fully sheathed in Luke's warmth.
He fought every urge to grab Luke's ass and drop him to the couch. He wanted to plow into and make him scream. He wanted to feel him tighten around him before he exploded in a burst of white stars. He wanted to feel him wrap around him completely as he orgasmed roughly. He wanted all of that, but Luke was enjoying this. He didn't want to ruin his mood.
Luke tested the waters, lifting his hips and dropping down slowly. It sent Jud deeper inside him, and the thick erection rubbed sensually against his insides. He framed Jud's face and kissed him, enjoying the harsh breaths he swallowed. Their tongues mingled together. Jud swept his through Luke's mouth, tasting everything inch of its sweetness. They tangled together, and both men took turns sucking on the other's tongue.
Luke leaned back when Jud grabbed his ankles. He thought he was going to take control and prepared to fight him over it. He didn't usually get angry about something like this. He had long ago accepted that Jud would almost always be in control. This time Luke wanted to do it himself.
Instead, Jud bent his knees and positioned his feet at his hips. He lifted Luke easily - not that he was fighting him - and let him drop back to his lap. He watched Luke's face closely as he did that several times.
"Hold the back of the couch," he ordered. Luke did as he said and watched as he repositioned his feet once again, this time by his thighs with his knees under his shoulders. "Now try."
With his body in this position, Luke lifted himself and dropped back down again. Jud's bulbous head hit the one spot he always searched for, sending shockwaves throughout his body. Luke let out a low groan as he did it over and over. With each pass, he felt the continuous pressure on his prostate. His insides were about to fracture, but he enjoyed it too much so he didn't stop.
Jud caressed Luke's back, feeling the muscles spasm under his fingers. He lapped at Luke's nipples as he doubled over in orgasm. His breath was heavy in his ears but he didn't let up. With one hand under Luke's butt and the other on his back, he urged him into a new position. Luke's arms wrapped around his neck as his shins flattened on the couch. He bounced on the thick erection, feeling how deep he went. His stomach clenched several times, fluttering in anticipation.
"Lean back." Jud's voice was muffled as he spoke against Luke's skin.
But the younger man listened. One hand gripped the back of his head as a low moan left him. Because the angle changed, Jud was now hitting another spot Luke didn't know he had. Between grazing his prostate and hitting the new spot, Luke was losing his mind. He couldn't figure out which way to go so he alternated the angles. Jud licking his nipples and stroking his erection didn't help.
"Fuck!" His back arched as he came again. Weeks of pent up stress flowed through him to that exact point of his body.
Jud wrapped Luke's arms around his neck and his legs around his waist. He pressed his ass on his engorged cock as he stood. Luke mewled in his ear, running his tongue over the outer edge. That mewl turned into a high pitched moan as Jud splayed his thighs wide and thrust up.
"Shit, fuck, fuck, shit!" The words alternated spewing from Luke's mouth as Jud set a grueling pace. He pushed Luke up and away, letting gravity pull him back down on his dick quickly. Their skin slapped together as Luke's ass hit Jud's pelvis with force. His tanned skin was turning red, his globes swelling slightly.
Jud proved his strength as he held him with one hand and stroked him with the other. His pace never faltered as he sat on his better off gravity while fucking deeply into his man.
Luke latched onto Jud's mouth, kissing him deeply as he breathed heavily. His moans were muffled as he kissed his favorite person. That familiar feeling in his belly built up again, but Luke knew it wasn't the same. He broke away from Jud's mouth and tried to push him back.
"Jud, wait. No! Stop! Jud!"
His begging fell on deaf ears as Jud rubbed him to completion. Except this wasn't cum that spewed out of his head. It was clear and had a distinct smell. Jud had spent him and had pressed into his bladder enough to make him piss himself. He was now embarrassed since he had never done that before. Not only that, but he'd pissed all over Jud. He tried to pull away.
Jud wrapped both arms around him, stopping him from escaping. "No, it's alright."
Luke yelped when Jud dropped his shoulders to the couch and plowed into him. He held his hips up as he pistoned forward, lean hips moving faster than he ever had before. Luke could only stare at him with his mouth ajar and saliva dripping down his chin. Jud was a pristine specimen as he fucked him roughly. He stroked him again, making him urinate once again.
"Stop doing that," he whined.
Jud's face contorted into a sadistic smile. "Why?"
"It's gross, and I don't like it." Jud slammed into him again, building that pressure once more. "Jud, please."
The older man abandoned the erection he desperately wanted to play with and used both hands to hold Luke against him. He slammed home three, four more times before his back arched and he emptied himself inside Luke. Luke's body trembled as Jud came down from his high. He watched the erotic expression on his face as his hips pulsed forward in aftershocks.
Jud let his flacid dick slip free of Luke then pulled him up. He wrapped his arms around his neck and lifted him up. He eased his legs around his waist as he held him close. Luke could feel his urine slick up his belly, but Jud didn't let him go. He flipped off the lights and walked them upstairs. He would gather their clothes later.
Luke found himself in the shower with Jud as the older man cleaned him thoroughly. He washed his hair and his body, taking extra care to clean his bottom. Luke was tired, exhausted even. His day had been stressful. He sagged against Jud after he was clean and yawned heavily.
Once again, Jud carried him to bed after he dried him off. He tucked him into the bed without any clothes. He climbed in after him and drifted off to sleep.
Later on that night, Jud got up and started to get ready for work. Luke was snoring peacefully, and he was keen on letting him sleep. They had made up for weeks of abstinence in a couple of hours. He had even woken up and taken him again, listening to his sleepy moans as he'd pressed his face into the pillows. This time he didn't push him as far as he had in the living room.
He watched Luke for a few minutes as he buttoned his shirt then tucked it into his pants. Then he pressed a kiss to his mouth and ruffled his hair. Luke grumbled in his sleep but didn't wake up.
After putting his socks on, he looked for his phone. It wasn't in the bedroom, so he must have left it downstairs when they were fucking earlier in the evening. He flipped on the nightlight in the bathroom so Luke wouldn't stub his toes again when he got up.
When he got downstairs, he made himself a cup of coffee. As he was fixing it up, his phone rang. He grabbed it and frowned at the number on the screen. He didn't recognize it, but there were new people in his department.
"Payne," he said.
"Captain Jud Payne?" The voice was familiar, but Jud wasn't sure how he knew it.
"Yes? Who is this?"
"This is Amos Meyers, Luke's father."
Jud froze then glanced upstairs, realizing where he'd heard the voice too late. How did this man get his number? "Yes, sir?"
"Are you busy tonight?"
"I am getting ready for work. What can I do for you?"
"We need to talk."
The captain nodded to himself. He agreed with the older man. He didn't agree with the way he had gone about it, but he knew how impatient he must have been feeling. If it was anything like Luke, his mind was whirling.
"I'll meet you at the station at midnight," Jud offered. It was an hour into his shift, and he hoped none of his team would be around.
"That is fine. I will meet you there."
The line beeped as Amos cut the call. Jud sighed as he realized his night had gone from easy to a possible nightmare. He knew that Luke would be mad when he woke up and found out his dad had called Jud. That was going to be a conversation they would have to have once he was fully awake.
He gathered his things and flipped out the lights. He set the alarm and left the house. A part of him was worried about Luke being home alone, but he knew he could handle himself. Now he had to focus on his meeting with his boyfriend's father. Oh, joy.