
Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/
works/122195.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Big_Wolf_on_Campus
  Relationship:
      Tommy_Dawkins/Merton_Dingle
  Character:
      Tommy_Dawkins, Merton_Dingle
  Series:
      Part 2 of Starting_A_Life
  Stats:
      Published: 2002-09-02 Words: 1536
****** Postscript ******
by carleton97
Summary
     Merton, upon waking up with Tommy. Immediately follows
     "Epithalamion".
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
It was still mostly dark when he awoke and, for a moment, Merton was sure he
was still asleep and dreaming. It was the only explanation his half-conscious
brain could come up with for the warm, quietly snoring blanket covering every
available surface of his body.
Tommy.
Thoughts of what they had shared the night before brought a flush of arousal,
both remembered and renewed, to his skin and he shifted a little, trying to
ease his erection away from Tommy's leg. He didn't want Tommy to wake up quite
yet; despite his contentment, he still needed a little time to process what had
happened.
It wasn't just sex between the two of them, he knew that. Even if what they'd
done last night hadn't been enough to trip the mystical 'forever' switch inside
of Tommy, they cared too much about each other, about their friendship to risk
everything just for a chance to get off. They'd both gone into this knowing
there was a good chance they were signing on for a lifelong commitment. He knew
he shouldn't even be considering something like that at eighteen, but he was
and it felt right. Necessary.
Just like last night.
Merton shivered a little despite the heat of the body covering his. On the rare
occasions he allowed himself the fantasy, he had always assumed Tommy would be
more aggressive, demanding the submission he'd gladly give. Never, even in his
most prurient imaginings, did he picture Tommy allowing him to take control, to
set the pace. It had been a revelation and ... a gift. And that Tommy chose
him, knowing it could be forever, made him feel loved, precious in a way that
was entirely outside of his experience.
Tommy grunted a little in his sleep and pressed his body more tightly into
Merton's. Merton tilted his head down, trying to catch a glimpse of the face
pressed into his shoulder, but the angle was all wrong and he gave up after
nearly causing a cramp in his neck, contenting himself with running his fingers
through sleep-matted brown hair. The movement pulled the other boy towards
consciousness and Tommy came awake with a soft snort, immediately nuzzling his
cold nose against Merton's skin and breathing in the scent of the boy next to
him.
Tommy stilled and Merton stopped petting him, desperately afraid whatever
insanity had gripped him last night had finally worn off. "Merton?"
The cautious tone of Tommy's voice nearly broke his heart and Merton began to
subtly untangle himself from the larger boy. "Yeah?"
"Oh, thank god." Merton suddenly found himself completely wrapped in arms and
legs. "I thought for sure last night was a dream and I was going to wake up at
home."
Awed by the relief in the other boy's voice, Merton hesitantly brought his arms
up, stroking a path over the strong back and feeling the tense muscles relax at
his touch. Doing his best to ignore the doubts that stubbornly clung to him, he
pressed his face into Tommy's neck and hugged him as tightly as he could.
He wasn't sure how long they clung to each other, but Tommy seemed content to
simply hold him and Merton certainly wasn't going to complain about the
situation. Being this close to Tommy after months of ruthlessly truncated
fantasies was a little unreal. Merton kept expecting to stumble over a harried
white rabbit or a stoned out caterpillar. Eventually, Tommy eased his tight
hold on the other boy and scooted back just far enough to grin at him.
"Good morning."
He seemed so...happy, so pleased with himself and the entire situation that
Merton felt the last, straggling tendrils of uncertainty melt away. He'd
already trusted Tommy with so much it was ridiculous to balk now. He snaked a
hand forward and wrapped it around the back of Tommy's neck, pulling him into a
kiss.
Merton rode the soft pleasure of the kiss for a long moment as the air around
them seemed to charge. There was a barely perceptible shift of something, then
he felt the sharp pressure of Tommy's teeth tugging at his bottom lip. He
licked at the other boy's upper lip in surrender, relaxing into the bed as
Tommy surged forward to more fully claim his mouth. His weight settled onto
Merton and the smaller boy pushed up against the welcome burden, instinctively
moving his hips in concert with the slow thrust of Tommy's tongue.
He felt completely surrounded and it occurred to Merton that this was what he'd
offered to Tommy last night, this ... refuge of heat and security. Tommy's
mouth trailed down his jaw and neck, licking and biting a path towards the
small bruise he had left there the night before. He hesitantly brushed his lips
over it, but lost all uncertainty when Merton shuddered and dug his fingers
into the muscles of his back. He sucked at the mottled patch of flesh and then
eased the renewed sting of broken capillaries with a slow lick and a gentle
kiss before forging a wandering path downward.
Hands and lips and teeth explored his body with abandon. Tommy lavished
caresses over him without discretion, the inside of his elbow garnering just as
much attention as the pebbled skin of his nipple. The low-pitched, pleased
rumble Tommy emitted vibrated through Merton, teasing over his nerve endings
and tightening his muscles.
Hands hard against his hips to limit his movement, Tommy bit at the smooth skin
of his stomach and hips, purposefully moving down his body. Merton tensed, not
really believing Tommy would actually –
But he did.
Merton was stupid with bliss, the synapses of his brain sparking and flaring
before simultaneously overloading. He hadn't known anything could feel quite
this good. Oh, he'd known the pleasure of his own hand and last night had
taught him the joys of shared desire, but this, this was incandescent.
He couldn't remember moving, but suddenly Tommy's skin was under his hands. He
touched restlessly, gliding over slick shoulders and smoothing tousled hair
even as he struggled against the strong hands holding his hips still. His world
narrowed until it consisted of nothing but heat and wet and the slippery pull
of lips against his cock.
Tommy shifted, draping one arm over Merton's hips to control his thrusting and
trailed the other hand down past his shaft, gently caressing his balls before
pressing hard against the smooth patch of skin beneath his scrotum. A
shuddering bolt of sensation lanced through Merton, taking root at the base of
his spine. The pleasure coiled there for an eternal moment before releasing
with an almost violent snap.
Tommy gently licked at his spent flesh until Merton gathered enough strength to
pull him up. He willingly clambered back up his body, pressing random kisses to
whatever skin caught his attention as he went. Merton wove slender fingers
through damp brown hair and tugged him down for a kiss.
He tasted salty and a little bitter, but Merton didn't find it at all
unpleasant. He slid his tongue against Tommy's, gladly sharing in the taste of
his come, as he stroked down his body towards the other boy's groin.
Merton was shocked and a little gratified to find only the sticky remnants of
Tommy's own release. He trailed his fingers over his cock, gathering what
liquid he could before bringing his hand back up and pulling his mouth free of
Tommy's to taste him.
Tommy's eyes narrowed when he realized what Merton was doing and he dropped his
head down to lick the sweaty skin of his neck. Merton sighed, reveling in the
nearly animal pleasure of skin against skin. Every muscle in his body lax with
satisfaction and his mind lazily replayed the events of the past quarter hour.
A thought occurred to him.
"Hey, Tommy? Is there something you want to tell me?"
He smiled against Merton's neck. "I love you."
Merton felt his heart jump at the assertion and knew from the tiny huff of
laughter Tommy felt it too. "I love you too, but that's not what I meant."
Tommy lifted his head and propped his weight on his elbows, confused. "What
then?"
Merton blushed, knowing he was being completely ridiculous, but unable to stop
the jealous line of thought. "You seemed to know exactly what you were doing
before."
"Oh, that." His confused look disappeared and he smirked a little before
dropping a quick kiss on the tip of his nose. "Beginner's luck."
"Beginner's luck?" It wasn't that Merton didn't believe Tommy - he did - it was
just that he had a hard time believing anyone could be that...knowledgeable
without prior experience.
"Well, I did a little research, too." Now it was Tommy's turn to blush at
Merton's expression. "What? You think you're the only one who knows how to use
a search engine?"
Merton floundered for a second, trying to find something to say that wouldn't
sound either incredibly sappy or insulting, but gave up when it
was obvious his continued silence was making Tommy squirm. He touched his cheek
gently, then lifted his head to brush a soft kiss over his lips.
"I hope you bookmarked those pages."
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