"My mother called me again to tell me she loves you and you're invited over anytime, with or without me," Lawson said into his phone, grinning when Sean chuckled into his ear. It had been three weeks since Sean had come home with him to meet his family, and Lawson had received multiple invitations for the both of them to return since. "I don't know how you've gotten everyone in my life to love you. Your family and friends are probably going to hate me".

"We both know that's not true," Sean said simply, and Lawson rolled his eyes, because he actually didn't know. "Speaking of my family though, I'm gonna call them by the end of next week, probably on Thursday, to talk to them about you. I figured it's time I tell them I have a boyfriend. You may need to talk to them so they don't freak out, though, since they're kind of protective".

Nerves knotted in Lawson's stomach, and he worried at his lip. It was Saturday, which gave him only five days to prepare, and he had no doubt that he would need them. While Sean hadn't specifically explained his parents worry about him getting into a new relationship, he had mentioned it had to do with his bad breakup with his ex, and that made Lawson a lot more nervous.

"Hey," Sean said softly into his ear. "Don't freak out, okay? You're perfect, Lawson. You have absolutely nothing to worry about. The second they talk to you they'll realize they have nothing to worry about".

"You have a lot of faith in me," Lawson said after a pause. "Aren't you worried that I'll say something stupid or awkward?"

"Oh, I have no doubt that you will," Sean admitted casually. Groaning, Lawson rolled over in bed, pressing his face into his pillow. "That won't matter though. This call isn't necessarily about you meeting them. I mean, it is, but how you act won't really determine whether or not they like you. It'll happen automatically when they see how much I care about you, because they'll know you're something special".

Fuck. Lawson wondered if it was the right time to tell Sean he loved him, but it still seemed far too soon. "Sean, you're cute as shit. Why are you dating me again? Do I need to talk to you about the dangers of settling?"

This made Sean laugh. "Shut up," he instructed eventually, voice still light with laughter. "What are you doing right now?"

"Uh," Lawson rolled back over onto his back and looked at the abandoned calculator and text book at the bottom of his bed. "Well, I was doing homework, but then you called me and distracted me".

It was silent for a moment, and then Sean asked, "Calc?" And there was something in his voice that Lawson immediately identified. Mischief. He thought about what was about to happen. Sean would ask if he needs help, and Lawson would say yes, and then he'd come over and they'd work for like ten minutes and spend the rest of the afternoon making out and engaging in other activities. "Do you not want to?"

Of course he did. With a long sigh, he mumbled  "get your ass over here".

***

Sean walked into his room without even knocking, kicking his shoes off as he shot a glance over at Wes's side of the room. Upon seeing it empty, Sean's lips curled up and he threw his backpack at the foot by Lawson's bed before joining him on top of the covers.

"Hi," Lawson greeted, still looking at his calc textbook as Sean leaned over to kiss his neck. Without pause, Lawson tilted his head to offer up more of his skin, but his eyes stayed on his text book. "You're not even going to pretend like we're going to do work?"

With a soft huff of amusement, Sean pulled back from his neck to connect their lips instead. There was no protest that Lawson could think of- besides that he needed to do homework but that was dumb- so he complied, pushing his calc textbook off his bed without a thought and sliding his arms around Sean's waist as he was guided back against the mattress. He found himself on his side, leaning over his boyfriend to kiss him with Sean's hands rubbing the skin of his hips just above his waistband.

Slowly, Sean's tongue eased its way into Lawson's mouth, trying to be smooth, and Lawson pulled away from him to laugh. "What?" Sean asked, seeming amused.

"You're a distraction is what," Lawson explained, though instead of moving away he fully lifted his body to rest atop of Sean's.

"You don't seem to be complaining". Sean's hands slid up the back of his shirt, surprisingly warm against his heated skin. It made Lawson shiver as he ducked down to reconnect their lips.

Sean hummed, content as Lawson allowed his mouth to be parted, meeting his boyfriend's tongue in the middle with teasing strokes before pulling back to suck lightly on Sean's lower lip. "Fuck," Sean mumbled before grabbing the hem of Lawson's shirt and pulling it up his back. "Off".

"Off?" Lawson repeated with a smile, teasing, but his boyfriend just nodded eagerly and continued to pull at the fabric. With a grin, Lawson put enough distance between them to completely remove his shirt. Like every time they were in this situation, Sean gave himself a moment to just stare at him, as if he was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, and Lawson's teeth tugged at his lower lip.

Eventually, blue grey eyes flickered up to meet his again. "Wesley?"

"No, I'm Lawson". Sean rolled his eyes.

"Where's your roommate?"

"Gone," Lawson answered simply, and Sean's eyebrows shot up. "For a while".

"How long is a while?" Lawson's lips curled upwards. "Awhile as in... he's gone for the night, or..."

Slowly, Lawson closed the space between them again, his face hovering directly over his boyfriend's. "He's gone for the weekend," he admitted finally. A small nod came from Sean, and then he turned his head slightly away, eyes averted, as if nervous. Lawson leaned in even closer, pressing his lips to Sean's jaw as he spoke. "Why? What will we be doing?"

Sean looked at him from the corner of his eye, and then groaned, rolling them over so it was him on top of Lawson and not the other way around. Quickly, he pressed a peck against Lawson's lips, which was sweet, but totally went against the heated mood they had found themselves in a minute before.

"It's just... I've never..." Sean cut off, his cheeks flushed and his eyebrows drawing together in slight frustration. Lawson tried to smile encouragingly. "I'm a virgin, as you know".

Oh. Lawson wasn't exactly sure what he was expecting, but it wasn't that. Yes, he knew Sean was a virgin, so that wasn't surprising. What was surprising was that Sean was bringing it up now, which meant...

"You want to have sex," Lawson asked, blinking up at his boyfriend who closed his eyes as if the conversation pained him.

"Of course I do," he breathed. "I'm just... I mean, I understand the concept but I'm not really sure how to... ugh. I'm just not sure how to make it feel the best, and... and you're not a virgin so you have something to compare it to, and- why are you laughing at me?"

"Because you think I'm going to think negatively of you because you're a virgin".

With a huff, Sean turned his face away again. "But... what if it doesn't feel good?" He asked softly, and Lawson raised his head to kiss his cheek.

Sex was something they had discussed before, and Sean knew that Lawson wanted to be on the bottom for their first time, but they had never talked about why.

It was because it would be familiar to Lawson, and he could guide Sean from the bottom if need be.

"Maybe it's time for me to teach you something then," Lawson suggested. Sean's eyes widened a fraction, and he turned his head to look down at Lawson again, eyebrows raised. Before Sean could respond, Lawson raised his head to connect their lips, lifting his arms to wrap around Sean's neck, holding him close.

They didn't kiss for long, since Lawson was eager to rid his boyfriend of his cloths, and Sean happily complied, allowing the separation between their lips that was needed for Lawson to haistialy pull Sean's shirt up. Laughing, Sean leaned back so he could pull his shirt off without losing his balance.

Also using the distance to his advantage, Lawson pushed his sweatpants down his thighs before pausing. "What? What's wrong?" Sean asked suddenly, looking down at him with wide eyes.

"Nothing's wrong. I was just thinking that I should grab like, lube and a condom," Lawson explained. Sean slowly nodded and moved off of him, allowing Lawson to get off of the bed and go to his desk across the room, kicking his sweatpants completely off as he went.

It took him far longer than he liked to locate the proper items, having to rifle all the way to the bottom of his desk drawer, which wasn't actually much of a surprise since it wasn't like he actually used these things often. The only reason why he had condoms was because his mother had made some comment about him having a college life and forced him to take some along, just to be safe.

Thanks mom.

Eagerly, he joined Sean back on the bed, straddling his boyfriend's thighs and briefly thinking about that night on Nathan's floor that they were in this exact position. This time, he held up a bottle of lube between them and pressed it into Sean's chest. "You know what do with this, right?"

"I..." Sean began, eyes growing wide. He trailed off as he took the bottle from Lawson's hands, turning it over to read the label.

"Hey". Leaning forward, Lawson captured Sean's lips in a sweet kiss while his hands moved to unzip his boyfriend's pants. "We'll take this one step at a time, but I don't want you to worry about this, okay? It's meant to be a stress reliever, not a stresser, and I'll let you know everything that feels good".

"And everything you don't like," Sean added voice small, eyes still on the tube in his hands. His concern made Lawson smile, and he kissed him yet again.

"Yes, but I doubt we'll have a problem with that".

The rest of their clothes came off quickly, each article joining the one before it on the floor in a matter of seconds, and Lawson found himself relieved that they had seen one another like this before. It made the situation a little less tense, and seeing how Sean was still chewing his lip nervously as Lawson squirted a fair amount of lube onto three of his boyfriend's fingers, they needed less stress. "Lawson-" Sean breathed, expression lost. With a grin, Lawson grabbed Sean's hand and guided it around his back to his entrance. Hesitantly, Sean pressed against him, and Lawson released a long breath of air, his eyes closing at the feeling.

"Just go slow," he instructed. There hadn't been anything inserted into him and quite a while- even when masturbating he avoided it since the lube tended to make a mess that he didn't want to clean or explain to Wesley- so he knew the stretch would be uncomfortable. Gently, Sean's fingers guided over the skin, still not pushing in. Allowing his eyes to open a crack, Lawson caught Sean looking up at him, and he leaned forward slightly to press their foreheads together. "I trust you".

Slowly, a finger pressed into him, all the way to the knuckle, and Lawson gasped against Sean's mouth, mostly in surprise, but also at the feeling of being filled again. "Are you okay?" Sean questioned immediately, voice slightly panicked, and Lawson nodded quickly to reassure him.

"I'm great. Wonderful. It was a good sound". Still, Sean didn't move his finger until Lawson lightly rocked his hips back against his hand, and even then he went incredibly slowly. "You can add another," Lawson instructed after about two minutes of this. The stretch with one finger was easy to accommodate, especially with Sean being so careful.

Two was a completely different story, but Sean ducked his head to suck at the sensitive part of Lawson's neck, making his groan of pain cut off with a pleasured gasp of surprise.

He could feel Sean's fingers inside of him, slowly thrusting in and out before pausing to spread apart in an attempt to better stretch him for his cock. It was most definitely uncomfortable, but Lawson was able to mostly forget about it as Sean sucked at his neck, and eventually located his prostate.

At the first brush of fingers over it, Lawson practically jumped in Sean's lap, his hands flying to his boyfriend's shoulders and squeezing as he breathed "oh". It had been so long since he had felt something there that he had almost forgotten what it felt like. The brief touch of fingers wasn't nearly enough, so Lawson asked, "please do that again," into Sean's neck.

Instead of obeying, Sean's fingers completely withdrew, and Lawson made a displeased noise that was interrupted by Sean's lips as he rolled them over, situation himself between Lawson's open legs. With careful hands, Sean pushed Lawson's knees further apart. Before Lawson could even be embarrassed by being so totally exposed, slick fingers were entering him again, immediately jerking up to rub at his prostate.

"Ah, fuck," Lawson groaned, reaching up to wrap his arm around Sean's neck, forcing him down to meet his lips. He could feel Sean smile against him mouth as they kissed- probably because it wasn't as much a kiss as it was Lawson's gasping open mouth pressed against Sean's- and a third finger carefully prodded at his rim before slipping in to join the other two.

With a little moan, Lawson allowed his head to fall back against his pillow, freeing Sean's lips, but still keeping his arm around his neck to hold him close. "God Lawson," Sean groaned, and Lawson could feel his forehead dropped down onto his collarbone. "You're so beautiful".

Lawson wanted to laugh, because he wasn't, he's not, but instead he let out another soft moan as Sean's fingers jerked just right against his prostate, with more force now that there were three of them. "God," Lawson gasped, and Sean chuckled against his skin.

"You can call me whatever you would like," he teased, and Lawson groaned at the joke, since laughing was something he didn't think he was capable of at the moment. "Aren't you supposed to be teaching me?"

With a groan, Lawson arched his hips up against Sean's fingers as he received a light thrust against his prostate. "You don't really need much help". This made Sean humm happily into the crook of his neck.

For a few minutes, they stayed like that, hot and pressed tightly together as Sean teased him with light touches to his prostate every couple of thrusts, but eventually they both got impatient, and Sean finally eased his fingers out of him to replace them with something bigger.

But it didn't come, and Lawson's eyes opened to look up at his boyfriend, who was struggling to open the condom with shanking lube slick hands. "Lawson-" he groaned, exacerbated and Lawson laughed, reaching forward to take the small package from Sean. With no problems, he opened it, and carefully rolled it into his boyfriend's length, which was far harder than he had realized.

"I kind of neglected you, huh?" Lawson asked, voice small since he too was a bit nervous. How could he not be?

Apparently, Sean caught onto his nerves, because he leaned forward and kissed him eagerly, with plenty of tongue, before pulling back to say. "It's okay". Their eyes met. "Lawson... I-" Sean trailed off as Lawson's eyes widened, because was he about to say what Lawson thought he was going to?

Grinning, Lawson pecked Sean's lips chastely before pressing on his chest, pushing him back enough to roll onto his stomach beneath him. It took him a minute to get situated, raising his hips up to fit his spare pillow under them, which made Sean groan, either at the sight, or the action causing the head of Sean's erection to glide messily over Lawson's hole.

When he settled, he glanced over his shoulder at Sean to smile reassuringly before dropping his face into his pillow, hoping it'll muffle his moans enough to keep from disturbing his neighbors.

"Fuck," Sean groaned, his hands coming to settle on Lawson bare hips. "I don't deserve this".

"Sean," Lawson snapped. "If you don't fuck me in the next second I'm going to-" it didn't matter what he was going to do, because Sean responded to his frustration by finally- finally- pushing his hips forward until the head of his cock pressed into Lawson, who's mouth fell open in ecstasy. The slide was easy- Sean must have applied more lube thankfully- and they continued to press together until Sean's chest was flush against Lawson's back. As Sean leaned over his shoulder to speak into his ear, Lawson gasped into the pillow.

There was no pain, which was weird, because there had always been pain before, and he waited for it to come but it just didn't. Maybe it was because Sean had prepared him so well, or maybe it was it was Sean and they were supposed to be together, but whatever the cause, Lawson felt nothing short of amazing.

The boy above him seemed to feel the same. "Ah, oh my god. Oh my god, Lawson, this is happening-" unable to stop himself, Lawson laughed, and then gasped when his shaking body caused Sean to shift in him, pushing right above that bundle of nerves. In result, Sean moaned. "This feels so fucking good,oh my god. This is crazy". When Lawson didn't respond, Sean tried to lean over to look at him, which resulted in the head of his cock grinding into Lawson's prostate. "Lawson?"

"Oh my god, Sean, move," Lawson demanded, a bit embarrassed because he didn't want to come off as completely desperate, even though that's what he was verging on.

Instead of moving his hips, Sean ducked down to bring his lips to the expanse of Lawson's neck, sucking light hickies into his skin. "I don't want to hurt you".

At the feeling of Sean's lips on his neck, Lawson relaxed into the mattress, his breathing picking up pace as tears pricked at the corners of his eye because he just wanted Sean to fuck him and he wasn't. "Please, Sean. Please. I'm fine. I'm perfect, so please, for the love of god, just fuck me".

Sean mumbled something, but his face was pressed so tightly into Lawson's neck that he couldn't hear him.

"I'm sure," Lawson assured, his voice a rasp, pressing his ass back against Sean. "I need you to move. Please".

This made  Sean moan, and a second later he was pulling out, just enough that Lawson could only feel the head, before pushing back in slowly. Fucking finally. They both moaned, so Sean repeated the action, over and over, gaining momentum with each thrust.

Attempting to help, Lawson pushed his hips back into Sean, but he soon had to stop that when his legs began to shake. Either way, Sean seemed to be enjoying himself, moaning into Lawson's neck between wet kisses.

It became clear this wasn't about to last long when Sean angled his hips just right, delivering a dead on thrust to his prostate that made Lawson's eyes roll back into his head as he cried out, and then chanted, "there there, please please," until it became clear that Sean was listening as he delivered another deep thrust right where Lawson needed it.

Any hopes of his neighbors not hearing flew out the window as Lawson began to moan freely, the volume building along with the tension in his gut, fingers curling tightly in the fabric of his sheets. He attempted to muffle his noises by pressing his face into his pillow, but Sean mumbled, "don't do that," into his ear, so he lifted his head, allowing his noises to tell his boyfriend how good he made him feel.

It was building inside of him, tying the mussels of his stomach into a tight knot that just needed to be released, but he couldn't get a hand under himself to stroke himself to completion. The pressure increased as Sean changed his angle just slightly, somehow managing to get deeper inside of him, and Lawson's eyes squeezed shut tightly, trying to prevent tears from leaking out of his his because it felt so fucking good and he needed to cum. He could feel himself begin to panic as the feeling grew, expanding throughout his entire body until he was shaking with desperation, but there was nothing he could do about it but take Sean's thrusts and cry out in pleasure as it became too much but still not enough.

He was about to whine something to Sean about it, along the lines of please touch my dick before I die from not cumming, when then Sean's teeth bit down on the sweet spot on Lawson neck, causing his words to catch on a sob as he felt his insides light up.

Coming untouched was something Lawson had never done before- it'd always seemed like a myth- but it seemed totally possible now, with every nerve in his body on fire and Sean's dick abusing his prostate and teeth pinching at his neck and fuck fuck fuck.

Three more thrusts and a gasped, "oh, Lawson," from Sean had Lawson's hips thrusting into his pillow as he came, his voice calling out Sean's name before breaking. By the time he his climax ended- however long later that was, he wasn't really sure- he could feel Sean twitching inside him, filling up the condom.

Somehow he managed to pull out and disregard the tied off condom on be floor before his limbs gave out. Lawson moaned weakly as his boyfriend collapsed across his back, lips kissing at his shoulder blade over and over again.

They were quiet until they both caught their breath,  and then Sean made him laugh by saying,  "Someone should have told me how much physical activity that requires. I could have been exercising like this for years".

Ignoring the ache in his body, Lawson rolled over slowly after instructing Sean to push up enough to let him do so. Immediately, Sean settled against his chest, humming happily when Lawson brought his arms around him and kissed the top of his head.

"Ah, I'm sorry I made you do all the work," Lawson said after a comfortable minute of silence. Sean raised his head to look at him, eyebrows raised.

"Shouldn't you letting me put a part of my body inside of you count for work?"

"Maybe". Lawson raised a hand to brush through Sean's hair. He felt gross and sticky, and he was laying on a part of the mattress wet with his own cum, but he couldn't find it in himself to care. Not when Sean was looking at him like that. "You know, I can't say I'm upset you waited". It felt a little strange knowing he had taken Sean's virginity, but it also felt kind of right.

Sean looked pleased, and he dropped his head onto Lawson's chest again. "Yeah, me either". One of Sean's hands grabbed Lawson's free one, lacing their fingers together. "Holy shit though. That feels fucking amazing. It felt good you you too, Yeah?"

Lawson was silent for a minute as the thought about it. Thought about his cock throbbing despite being touched, thought about his legs shaking and his slight panic at approaching orgasm with only his prostate stimulated.

"Well, I came untouched, which has never happened before, which felt... scary in a really good way".

"Oh Really?" Sean asked, sounding smug and Lawson snorted.

"Yeah, only because you neglected me. I thought my dick was going to fall off". Sean laughed and kissed his collarbone fondly.

"Sorry".

"If I'm being honest, I really didn't mind," Lawson whispered, bringing one of his hands down Sean's bare back. He felt Sean shiver against him, and reached over to where all of his blankets and been pushed to one side of the bed, pulling them over the two of them.

"If you cover me I'm going to fall asleep".

"So?" Lawson asked, pulling the blankets up over Sean's head so his face was hooded, and then making a happy little laughing noise- which he refused to acknowledge as a giggle- at how cute the other boy looked, blinking up at him with blue grey eyes.

"I thought you wanted to do homework".

Lawson smiled at his boyfriend before brushing his thumbs gently over his eyelids, carefully closing them. "I think we both knew that wasn't going to happen".

***

Lawson had been expecting them to nap for about an hour- it was only seven o'clock when they went to sleep- so he was more than surprised when Wesley woke him up with a cheery, "good morning," and a knowing smile.

With an annoyed noise, Lawson tired to roll away from his roommate, and groaned as the heavy weight of his boyfriend asleep on top of him kept him from moving. "Oh god".

"You can't hide from me," Wesley said, reading his mind. Lawson looked down at Sean, sleeping peacefully, for a second before turning his head to glare at his roommate.

"If you wake him up I'll kill you".

"Well, Del is waiting outside of the room for you two to get decent, so one of us is going to have to," Wesley claimed, looking between Lawson and Sean a few times before bringing his attention to the floor. "You can't leave this condom here".

Lawson ignored him. "I thought you weren't going to be back until Monday".

"Well, that explains everything". Wesley smiled, teeth very white, and Lawson squinted at him like he was the sun. "I wasn't going to come back until Monday, but Delaney's roommate had his girlfriend in town and the four of us really didn't fit well in his dorm room... also, I hate her because she eyes up my boyfriend and that's not cool". Lawson rolled his eyes. "Anyways, I texted you last night that we were gonna come back this morning, but you were clearly too occupied to get my message".

He then took his phone from his pocket and snapped a quick picture before Lawson could stop him, and laughed when Lawson accidentally woke Sean as he tried to snatch the phone from his roommate without doing just that.

"What are you doing?" Sean grumbled, trying to situate himself to be comfortable enough to go back to sleep, but then Wesley said:

"Hi Sean," smugly, and his blue eyes shot open in surprise.

"Wes came back early," Lawson explained, and Sean nodded his head once.

"I see that... we should put clothes on".

Wesley left so they could do so, and Lawson spent the entire time apologizing to Sean, who let him ramble on for a good six or so minutes before cutting him off with a laugh. "I think you need to take a deep breath". They had both finished getting ready minutes ago, and were simply just appreciating a little more time alone.

"This is not perfect".

"You're right, it's not". Sean bent over to pick up the discarded condom before holding it up. "Nothing about this is perfect. It being perfect isn't the point, Lawson. The point was... it being us".

It didn't make much sense, but Lawson figured he kind of understood what Sean was trying to say. "Okay. So what do we do when we have good sex one night, and then are woken up the next morning by my annoying roommate who wasn't supposed to be here?" Lawson inquired.

"We," Sean began, moving towards him and taking both of his hands in his own. His breath hit his face. It smelt like mint toothpaste. "Go get breakfast, because you love breakfast, and then we just do us".

Smiling, Lawson closed the distance between them, giving Sean a quick kiss, but then not pulling back much to say, "just do us? I think I like the sound of that".

***

"What is it?" Lawson asked, leaning forward over his plate to try to see Sean's phone, which his boyfriend was currently making a weird face at. "Sean?"

"Text from my brother," Sean answered, blinking at the screen a few more times before turning his phone to face Lawson.

Chase:

Mom found out and now she's mad at you for keeping secrets.

Sean:

how? Did you tell her?

There was currently no response, and Lawson looked up at Sean, who just looked back at him, face unreadable. "Oh?" No response. "Are you okay with them knowing about me?"

Sean set his phone back down on the table. "Of course I am. I was going to tell them anyway. I just with I was able to be the one to tell them because now my mother will be mad at me and say something about how she didn't even hear it from me," Sean explained. He shrugged then and resumed eating. "I guess it's a good thing I'm in Florida".

"Scared?" Lawson teased, though it came out kind of flat because what if Sean's parents saw him as the reason Sean had kept something from them and they hated him for-

"Lawson?"

"Yeah?"

"It'll be okay, you know," Sean assured, sounding completely confident. Lawson held his eyes for a minute before looking away and letting out a long sigh.

"Okay".

"Okay?" Sean repeated, and Lawson grinned at him.

The phone on the table buzzed with another message, and they both looked down at it. From his current angle, Lawson couldn't see much of the screen, so he asked, "what's it say?"

"Chase said check online. You were tagged in a picture," Sean read, frowning. "I wonder what he's talking about..."

Lawson knew exactly what he was talking about, and was already removing his own phone from his pocket to see if Wesley had done what he thought he did.

He had.

"Oh my god," Lawson groaned, looking at the picture of the two of them- clearly naked even though their bottom halves were covered in sheets- in bed together that morning. Sean's face was turned away from the camera, but Wesley had tagged him in the photo, identifying him. It was very clearly Lawson beneath the other boy, since his face was turned towards Wesley and he looked extremely pissed off with his roommate. There were very dark hickies on his shoulders and neck that looked far worse in the picture than they had in the mirror that morning. "Oh. My. God-"

Sean took his phone from him, examined the picture for himself for a minute, and then laughed. "Well shit".

"I am so sorry".

"It's fine," Sean assured. He sighed heavily, but he was smiling. "I just have a lot more explaining to do than I thought".