Warning: Contains smexy m/m loving, language, and all that jazz so if those are things you're not interested in, I advise you turn away now. Don't say I didn't warn you.

Disclaimer: I own no one, in fact if anything they own me. LOL. Oh, how I wish.

A/N: Finally the chapter where all the good stuff happens. LOL. Sorry about the wait, my computer is being a jerk (it's got a nasty virus) but here's the final chapter for you all! I would also like to thank everyone who reviewed. It means a ton!

Enjoy!

It was a wonder how the two of them made it to Jeff's hotel room. During the cab ride back to the hotel they were in the backseat making out like two horny teenagers, and during the elevator ride up to the room, the two had managed to press the stop button on the elevator as they were all over each other.

Jeff rushed them into his room, slamming the door behind them. He turned Phil so that his back was pressed up against the door. He stared at his face for a moment. Phil looked so damn beautiful like this. His eyes were half-lidded with lust, lips swollen from Jeff's attack on them, face flushed, strands of his onyx hair in his face. Jeff reached out, brushing the strands back before viciously attacking his lips. He put his hand in his hair, gripping it tightly, and pulling Phil's head back. His neck was exposed to him, and Jeff just couldn't help himself. He kissed all over his neck, biting and nipping occasionally before sucking a bruise at his pulse point.

Phil was wiggling and moaning uncontrollably. He wanted Jeff to do more to him, and he wanted more of Jeff.

"Please…I need it." He whined.

He didn't have to say what he needed, Jeff already knew. Not yet though, Jeff wanted to work them up to that point. He wanted to make this night last, make it unforgettable for the both of them. He stepped back, leaving Phil flushed against the door.

"Jeff…"

"Strip." Jeff demanded. This was something he really wanted, and he sat on the bed, and waited on the show to begin.

Phil didn't need to be told twice. He quickly pulled his shirt off, and tossed it to the side. He felt the heat rising to his cheeks as he blushed, Jeff was staring at his chest, and licking his lips. He pulled down the cargo pants he was wearing, and just as he was about to remove his boxers, Jeff stopped him.

He crooked his finger and beckoned the younger man to come to him. Phil obediently did as Jeff wanted, slowly, but seductively walking over to the older man.

Once he was standing in front of him, Jeff touched from his throat, down to his chest, paying close attention to his nipple rings. Phil shuddered as Jeff took one of the sensitive buds into his mouth, biting and sucking slightly. The other one didn't go unnoticed as he used his fingers to tweak and roll it to stiffness. He then pulled him down to the bed, and took his place above him.

Jeff placed a kiss to the middle of his chest before continuing downwards to the hem of his boxers. He hooked his finger inside and tugged them down, smirking as he saw the flush color paint Phil's body as he lay there exposed to Jeff.

Jeff looked up at him, and noticed that he had his head turned to the side, looking anywhere but at him. Hmm, he would have to change that. He wrapped his hand around his cock, and dipped his head taking the tip of it into his mouth.

"Oh, God!" Phil squealed, looking down at Jeff with wide eyes.

Jeff smirked, humming as he took more of him into his mouth. Phil pushed him off of him, and groaned.

"Phil, what's wrong…mmph." Jeff started but his words were cut short when Phil grabbed his shirt, and pulled him towards him in a bruising kiss.

"I want…you in me…now!" Phil panted between kisses as he started to tug at Jeff's pants. Jeff smiled and tugged his shirt off and tossing it to the floor just as Phil had unbuckled and pulled down his jeans. Jeff stood and kicked them off before resuming his place above Phil. He took a moment to just stare down at him, to see how beautiful he looked underneath him like this.

It was finally going to happen. After all this time he was going to finally live out his dreams with the man that had been the cause of them.

"Jeff? You okay?" Phil whispered, bringing Jeff out of his thoughts.

"Mhmm, more than okay." He nodded, leaning down and kissing him while he reached over to the nightstand by the bed, and pulled out a bottle of lube. He quickly opened it and coated his fingers with it. He placed butterfly kisses across Phil's face, and neck as he led his fingers down to his entrance, pushing one in gently.

Phil gasped slightly at the intrusion and threw his arms around Jeff's neck. He groaned low and deep as Jeff thrusted his finger in and out of him.

Jeff added another finger, and began a scissoring motion to stretch him for what was to come. Phil had been resolved to a writhing mess underneath him as he sped up the thrust of his fingers.

"Jeff! Jeff, please…please!" He whined. "Enough teasing, I want you."

Jeff chuckled, placing a kiss to the side of his head. He gave a few more thrusts and then pulled his fingers out. He reached for the lube again, but Phil beat him to it. He poured a generous amount on his hand, and wrapped it around Jeff's cock stroking it to thoroughly coat him.

Jeff bit his lip to hold back a moan. If Phil kept this up, this night was going to be over before it even began. He placed a hand on his, motioning for him to stop.

Phil smirked as Jeff tried to catch his breath. He laid back down, pulling Jeff down on top of him to kiss him, tongue plunging deep into the older man's mouth.

Jeff used his knee to spread Phil's thighs as he settled himself between them. He continued to kiss Phil as a distraction as he pushed in slowly, stilling once he was in to the hilt. Phil threw his head back and groaned.

"Oh, fuck! Move, Jeff, please!" He cried out.

Jeff pulled out molasses slow before thrusting back in hard, causing Phil to wrap his arms around him and scratch at his back. His nails dug in deep to the point where Jeff was sure that he was going to have little crescent shaped welts, but that only made him fuck into him harder.

"Fuck, Phil, you're so damn tight." Jeff growled as he threw Phil's legs over his shoulder, bending him in half. This position drove Jeff in deeper, making him strike Phil's prostate with every thrust.

"Oh, God! Don't fucking stop---nngggh!" Phil whined, thrusting his hips up to meet Jeff's wild thrusts.

Jeff leaned down, supporting his weight on his forearms as he began sucking at his collarbone as he sped up the pace of his thrusts. Phil was grunting, and screaming so loudly that Jeff was sure everyone on their floor could hear him. Jeff didn't care though, the pretty little noises he was making was music to his ears, and he couldn't get enough of it.

Phil worked a hand between their bodies, and started to stroke his leaking cock. He was so close, and Jeff could tell because he suddenly stopped, and pulled out.

"Jeff! Wh-what are you doing? Why'd you stop?!" Phil cried in outrage, he was still stroking himself as Jeff just laughed, laying down beside him.

"I want you to ride me, Philly. Think you can do that for me, baby?"

Phil was on him before he could even blink, he lowered himself onto Jeff's cock, his body welcoming him back in like an old friend. Phil threw his head back, and let out a silent scream as he started to move atop of him.

Jeff gripped his hips tightly, slowing him down just to torture him a bit. He chuckled darkly when he huffed, and whined trying to go a little faster, but the hold he had on his hips prevented that, and left the pace up to Jeff completely. He finally decided to give up and let him take over.

Jeff took control from there, keeping his grip on Phil, and thrusting up into his tight, warm body. Slow at first until Phil began whining.

"Please, please, please, Jeffy! Faster, harder, something!"

"You sure, baby?"

Phil could only nod.

Jeff lifted him almost completely off of him before slamming him back down hard.

"Oh, God!" Phil wailed as Jeff began drilling against his prostate mercilessly. He reached down, and grabbed his leaking cock, stroking it rapidly.

Jeff felt Phil's body spasm and knew he was close, as he was bouncing harder, and harder on him.

"Fuck!" Phil gasped.

Jeff thrust up one last time, hitting his sweet spot dead on, and Phil came, screaming his name.

The feel of his inner muscles clenching at him, and the sound of his name falling from his pretty lips was all it took to send Jeff straight over the edge. A loud grunt coming from his lips.

Phil collapsed on top of him, breathing heavy, and body sweaty and sticky with his release. Jeff could stay like this forever. He ran his hand through Phil's dark locks as they just lay there, coming down from their blissful high.

"So, what's next?" Phil asked suddenly, lifting his head slightly to look at him.

Jeff could see the sleep in his eyes just as much as he could hear it in his voice. He leaned down, and kissed him sweetly before answering him. "Sleep. Tomorrow we'll have our official date."

Phil smiled as he placed his head back down on his chest. "Then I can't wait. Especially if it ends with us doing this again."

Jeff smiled, and kissed the top of his head as he laid there until he heard the slight breathing, and he knew that Phil was asleep. He liked this, having Phil in his arms. This was something he could definitely get use to, and was determined to keep it this way. He fell asleep, a huge grin on his face.

Well, there you have it. I really hope you all enjoyed it as much as I did writing it. Don't forget, feedback is always appreciated.