Across the Square

Chapter three:

        And my lover's lover          

       

“... Thought you weren't going to be back for a bit... Mhm... Good day, yeah... Got him to register at my gym... Ha, yeah, you're right...” I was only hearing dribs and drabs of a conversation happening somewhere nearby and the soft vibration of someone laughing made me wrinkle my nose, shuffling deeper into Jerry's arms. I hated being woken up. “...Sh, you're going to wake him up... No, I'm comfortable here... But he's pissy if he gets woken up... No, not just by you.” After struggling to think, I realised it was Jerry's name, frowning with my eyes still closed.



The bed moved with the weight of another body and my face was shaded, forcing me to open my eyes to figure out what was going on. I could have punched the bed when I saw who it was. On Jerry's side of the bed was Ty, fresh from work by the look of his shirt and tie. He had, however, lost both pants and underwear and was by that point knelt by Jerry's head. Jerry had to have been slow and careful with his movements because he'd managed to stuff pillows beneath his head and yet keep me still half on him. Considerate. I quietly watched my part time lover work his boyfriend into his mouth. From personal experience I knew just how perfectly Jerry could move his tongue but I made no attempt to interfere, instead casting my gaze up to Ty. The guy was leaning partially against the wall, a hand holding him up.



“Hey, Ty.” When I spoke Jerry realised I was properly awake, wrapping his arm a touch tighter around me, holding me against him, telling me either I didn't have to go or that he didn't want me to. It was hard to distinguish which he was meaning when he had his mouth full. I pressed my lips to Jerry's neck, feeling the groan in his throat, smiling.



“Hello Isaac.” His voice was as hard as his glare and I swallowed, pecking Jerry's chest before attempting to make a move.



“Stay.” Ty put a hand on my shoulder, pressing me down and I shrugged. I had no where I needed to be. “Enjoyed the last few days, Isaac?” I nodded, shuffling when one of Jerry's hands found my ass. “Did you do anything interesting?” He was weird; he rarely ever found pleasure in watching me and his boyfriend but he enjoyed being told bits of what we did while he was gone, no doubt shoving his dick down a guys throat. And if you think he took the time to get to know the guys name, you're wrong.



“Your boyfriend almost did me in the gym sauna earlier...” I went back to kissing Jerry, hands wandering his stomach. “Is a shame he wasn't willing to go all the way. My ass thumping down on his dick, all wet...” I kissed along Jerry's jaw, soft and teasing. “And sweaty. Always been a fantasy of mine. Him with his hands on my hips. Me stroking his balls.”



Ty grunted, pushing deeper into Jerry's mouth, a hand going to his head, pulling at his hair before holding him in place. Ty had never been subtle when he came and now was no different as I watched his knuckles whiten from the grip on Jerry's head even though we all knew Jerry wasn't going anywhere. Had Ty kept me here just so he could show me this? Sometimes it was the case, especially if he'd been away for a couple of weeks but then I heard something new. “Don't swallow.” He was slowly pulling out of Jerry's mouth, reaching onto the floor and in his pant pockets for a cigarette. The rule was no smoking indoors unless you had your head out of a window but Jerry couldn't speak without swallowing and there was no way I was telling a guy what not to do in his own home. He'd probably sue me.



“Kiss him.”



One look at Jerry had me straining to keep my amusement hidden. Ty had never asked us to share his load and Jerry looked hesitant and wary, as if he thought making the first move was going to have me running out the door. I pulled him off of his back and onto his side so he was facing me properly and attacked his mouth. It took him a moment to get the hint but as soon as he opened his mouth I made the most of it, rolling my tongue against his own, covering both with the contents of Jerry's mouth. He groaned as the kiss got messy, out of control as I hungrily emptied his mouth. In our haste he dribbled and I opened my eyes, catching his hazy gaze as I rubbed my nose softly against his own before moving down, licking the thick trail of salty cream off his chin.



“If this is the action I get to see when I wake you up, I might have to do it more often, Isaac.”



We kissed for a while longer as Ty finished his cigarette, hands in hair, bodies pressed together, but as Ty began to pace I knew it was the sign to leave. I broke free of Jerry and fumbled around with my clothing as Ty went out of the room, Jerry remaining sprawled out on the bed as if he'd just been hit by something heavy. Crawling over him I kissed him one last time. “I'll see you in the morning.”



“You could stay for dinner, ya know? I feel so shitty when you come here, come, and then because Ty is here you go without eating anything.”



“You can buy me coffee on the way to work. I really, really don't mind. I have some things to do back home anyway. Enjoy your boyfriend while he's around... How long... Is he around for, anyway?”



I headed to the door, Ty nodding me a goodbye as he stood in the kitchen, stuffing his face with something full of cheese.



“I don't know. I'll tell you tomorrow if I know. Get home safe, okay?”



“I live two minutes away from you, Jerry...” I rolled my eyes. “Have a nice night.”



**



“Isaac! Hey Isaac, wait!” I was heading through the main entrance door of my apartment block when I heard someone calling my name. Turning, I frowned and leaned against the door while Mrs Bee shuffled along with quick steps, trying to make it look like she didn't want to hold me up. When she got to me she was panting. “Darling, won't be a sweetheart and take these leaflets around the complex?” She rammed the stack of papers she'd been carrying in my direction and I grimaced. “They're to advertise tonight, Isaac. You haven't forgotten, have you?”



“Of course not, Mrs Bee.” I had. Of course I had.



“So you're willing to help then, I'm sure. I would, but all those stairs aren't good for my back. You know how block D doesn't have an elevator in and it's just step after step. One through each letter box would be great, sweetheart. And then I'll see you at six, yes? We're meeting in the square since it's such a nice day so be sure to encourage people if you see them while you're delivering the leaflets, won't you?”



“Yes, Mrs Bee.” Another smile and she was off again. Tonight was apartment complex meeting night and she had sort of taken over arranging it but couldn't manage everything. I was happy to help, I suppose, it was just that I had other things in mind to be doing like taking a shower. The complex was split over four blocks and I opted to leave my own, B, for last. A and C were right next to each other so I went around those first, ramming leaflets through. And then there was D. D was the block across the square from mine; Mister Perfect's block. I had no way of telling if he was in or not but I could feel a fluttering inside as I entered the building and headed up the stairs. Working from the top floor down I slipped his leaflet through his door without drama and was walking back down, ready to toss the remaining papers all over and clamber into my shower when I heard a door open, bare feet patting along the floor, down some steps. Then there was a 'hey' from above me and when I looked up Mister Perfect was leaning over the railings, looking down at me from two floors above.



“Hi, cupcake. Was it you who put this through my door?” He was waving the bit of paper around and I wondered if he was one of those people who hate leaflets.



“Ah. Yes. Mrs Bee, the...” Why was I struggling for words. “The lady that likes to organise apartment complex meetings? She just asked me to do it for all the blocks. You don't have to come. It's not compulsory or anything so if you have better things to do or... Plans, then don't worry about it. She'll just send you a detailed list of what happened so you won't be missing out on anything.” I was stood halfway down a flight of stairs and, due to looking up at him constantly, was beginning to feel unstable. It didn't get better when he made a thoughtful noise through his nose, nodded, and began to come down the rest of the way.



“Will there be food there at this thing? The last one I went to was when I first moved in and it was right in the middle of winter and she held it in the damn carpark.”



“Erm..” It must have been before I moved in.



“There were weeds coming up or something else highly important so she had us all out there for half an hour. It wasn't pleasant at all.”



“Oh. I see. I don't think I lived here then.” I fidgeted a little when he stood on the same step as me. He was wearing flip-flops. Plain black flip-flops. “She didn't mention it but I know that past summer time meetings usually involve someone whipping their grill out. There's usually a lot of meat. Sausages, marinated meat, peppers, that sort of thing. Or you could bring your own food if you eat right around that time.”



“Alrighty. I guess I'll be seeing you in a bit then?” He eyed me carefully and I nodded, stepping down.



“Sure. I'll be there. If I wasn't then she'd come looking for me and unfortunately she knows where I live.”



Oh god, I spoke to him. Properly. Without looking insane. I did it. The urge to call Jerry and explain every little detail was strong but he had Ty. It could wait.

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Author notes: Many thanks to Missusann (fp), my beta <3

Lisa: Yeah, I'm a girl ¬¬ Ty's reasons are currently unknown (due to a plot bump in the road up ahead). But then he does stuff like the above... All I can say is that he's a bit dumb. They're all blind in love... For now >:D