Dave "Obsidian" Blake's Apartment

Dave's eyes widened, "You...you got tickets to the con?"

He would have hugged him and he took a step forward, but thought twice about it.

"I'm so sorry for being such an ass to you Jean. I should have trusted you....maybe it was because I was so used to heartbreak.....but it doesn't excuse how I treated you. You were right. I'm just a naive man-child."

He kept his head low, trying to fight the tide of emotions inside of him. He wouldn't blame Jean for leaving him if he wanted to. All his other relationships ended horribly so by the time he met Jean, it felt almost too good to be true.

"Yeah, you should have" Jean said bluntly with arms folded across his chest, fully agreeing with what he said. Had David just given him a chance to explain, maybe everything could have been solved. But taking him over the coals everytime it was brought up wasn't going to fix anything either.

Jean took the other steps forward and embraced David, arms around his waist as he hugged him. "I'm sorry for what I said to you too, I was wrong for calling you those things. Despite all that you've endured, you haven't let it get you down, and it's something I really admire about you. Youre one of the most mature, grown up people I know David" Jean told him, looking up towards David's face. He stood up on his toes to give him a kiss on the cheek.

"It's just, I know you so well, and you know me so well, I thought we were stronger than that. It'll take time to rebuild us, but I want to try. And first things first" Jean said, reaching down to grab David's dick and give it a tug through his pants to tease him. "Make-up sex" he said with a mischievous grin. Jean raced away from David and towards the bedroom in a playful, gotta catch me first kind of mentality.

Dave grinned as he ran to catch him, running into his bedroom and grabbing him by the waist and grinding against his ass slowly, as he kissed and sucked on the smooth tender flesh of Jean's throat.

""Jean?" he asked, turning the french boy to face him as he cupped his face with his hand.

Jean laughed and reached behind him, running a hand through David's hair as he felt him grind slowly up on him. He quickly turned to groaning when David started to kiss and suck on the most sensitive and erogenous parts of his throat like only he could.

David stopped momentarily in order to turn him around so they were facing each other. "Yeah?" Jean replied, looping his arms up on David's shoulders. While he waited for David to answer, he slowly started to grind his hips against David's, eliciting a quiet grunt from Jean.

Leaning forward to rest his forehead against Jean's, "No matter what happened, please know that I will always love you...." he whispered, before kissing him passionately. That's when he noticed Jean grinding against his hips and he smirked.

"Oh you like my dick that much huh? Well how about this?" he said, suddenly lifting up Jean and turning him upside down, looking like he was ready to perform a tombstone piledriver on Jean, so that the french boy was staring at the prominent bulge in his pants. Running a hand sown Jean's back, he pushed the back of his boyfriend's head, pressing Jean's face against the crotch of his tight pants. As he did so, he leaned his head forward and kissed the bulge in Jean's pants as well, to tease him.

Jean opened his mouth to respond but hesitated for a moment, unsure of what he ought to say. He wanted to reciprocate the feelings being given to him, but for some reason he had trouble saying it out loud. Before he could resolve himself, David began to kiss him and drown out whatever internal conflicts he had with some heavy kissing.

Jean yelped when David suddenly picked him up and spun him around, grabbing onto David's pant legs for dear life. For a moment he felt panicked that David might actually try to knock him out like this, until he accompanied dirty talk with his actions. Jean felt himself blush madly when his face was forced into David's crotch, his mouth pressing into the hard outline of his dick. Jean let out a small moan as David started to kiss his bulge, and the vibrations of his moan caressed Davids dick in return. This was certainly creative of David and it made Jean make a note to ask him about doing a real hentai match later, considering their foreplay often involved wrestling anyway.

Jean tried to get comfortable even with the blood rushing to his head, gripping David's pants to steady himself just right. First Jean traced the outline of his erection with his mouth, breathing heavily so that the heat would permeate even through the layers of pants and boxers. He then used his teeth to press down and around the bulge, tickling and teasing the shaft with controlled pressure.

Dave moaned sexually as he felt Jean's teeth around his clothed dick but he smirked, "Ah ah ah Jean. No biting. Now I'm gonna have to punish you won't I?" he asked as he maneuvered over to the bed, with Jean's head hovering over the mattress.

Reaching down, he pressed the other man's face into his crotch one last time, "Make sure to give it one last kiss Jean!" he said, grinding against his lover's face before falling forward, slamming Jean into the soft bed with a muffled thump. Jean's body bounced on the soft surface, no doubt still knocking the wind out of him. His arms flopped on either side of him, while his legs lay spread eagle on the bed, with his erection more prominent than ever beneath the rock stars tight pants. Getting to his knees, Dave was now looking down at Jean's clothed form and frowned before slowly and sexually peeling off Jeans's shirt, exposing the well toned muscles underneath.

Giving a smile, Dave tossed the garment away, before running his hands over his lover's pecs.

"Ahhhhh much better." he smiled, dragging his tongue across Jean's slightly parted lips, his eyes clouded with passion.

Jean gulped when David moved to position his head over the bed; he knew he was in trouble now. His face was smushed into the raging hard-on one more time, and David rocked his hips against his face to further the action.

Even with a padded surface, the blow dealt by a tombstone piledriver was nothing to scoff at. Stars danced across his vision as he lay spread out on the bed in a daze. He started to come back to focus when David began to peel his shirt back, revealing his six pack row by row slowly and sensually. Jean started to grin when David ran his hands on and along his pecs. "Found something you like?" he asked, flexing his core and chest to show off and make the muscle even more defined. He moaned when David teased him by dragging his tongue along his lips, making him arch his back slightly in response.

You might not expect someone who looks like David and likes the things he likes to know a lot about sex, but Jean was clearly more than impressed with his ability. He had already caught on to all the little things that could set him off and knew just right how to drive Jean crazy with teasing, and Jean absolutely loved it.

Dave smirked at the way Jean convulsed beneath him. By the time the night was done, he would make sure the only man Jean would be dreaming of would be him.
As Jean flexed his muscles, Dave smirked, leaning down and trailing kisses over his boyfriend's chest, teasing his nipple with his tongue slowly and teasingly, before taking a moment to remove his own shirt.

"Any other moves you want me to do on you?" he whispered in Jean's ear, exhaling so his warm breath ghosted over Jean's bare skin.

Jean ran his fingers through David's hair as he planted kisses here and there along his abdomen, arching once more and groaning in delight as his nipple was played with. He was glad to see David remove his shirt, running his hands along David's biceps and chest in admiration of his lean figure. So smooth and still so powerful, it was the antithesis to Jeans's form over function.

David's hot breath along his ear sent shivers through his spine that no doubt Dave could feel as well due to proximity. "I can think of a few...." Jean whispered back, grabbing David by the shoulders as he flipped them over. Jean slipped his ankles around David's legs, grape vining them together as he spread their legs and forced their bulges together in hot bliss."But you'll have to get out of this first" he teased, grabbing David's wrists, he pinned them above his head as Jean started to kiss him, slowly at first but then quickly and more heavily as his low patience tired.