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Ienzo had trained himself well to keep his cool. Only on rare occasions did he lose it. But his patience with Aeleus had long since started running thin, and Ienzo was on the verge of snapping.
They’d been dating for months. And Aeleus still refused to have sex with him.
“Rushing things will only cause harm,” Aeleus had repeated for weeks on end, and none of Ienzo’s retorts ever worked. “More harm then having my heart violently ripped from my body?” only made Aeleus lock himself in his room for the rest of the day out of guilt. Aeleus didn’t fall for “I might get bored of waiting and leave you.” And “are you waiting for me to grow up because you still think of me as a child?” nearly made Aeleus call off the entire relationship. If Aeleus was as easy to sway as Lexaeus had been, things would be a lot simpler.
At least the rest was nice. Affection—real, genuine affection—was foreign to Ienzo. It took a while for him to stop jolting when Aeleus took his hand and to stop elbowing him in the side when Aeleus wrapped an arm around his waist, but once he managed to classify Aeleus’s touch as Safe, he sought out the closeness at any chance he got. And he pressed as close as he could.
Now was no exception. As soon as Aeleus took a seat on the couch in his room, Ienzo draped himself sideways in his lap. To anyone else, Aeleus’s face would have looked the same, but Ienzo didn’t miss the hunger that flickered in his eyes. And yet he still resisted.
“What’s on your mind?” Ienzo said sweetly, as his arms looping around Aeleus’s neck and his breath ghosting across Aeleus’s cheek made certain that only one person could be on Aeleus’s mind.
Aeleus’s sigh rumbled in his throat as he placed a hand on either side of Ienzo’s hips. Not pulling him closer, nor pushing him away. Just holding.
“You must be exhausted after your shift,” Ienzo said, pushing back the sweat-slick strands of Aeleus’s hair. “And I know I’ve spent far too many hours staring at every computer screen in the castle.”
Aeleus’s frowned in concern, as he always did. Ienzo calmed him with fingertips brushing the back of his neck until he shivered.
“Don’t you think we’ve earned some relaxation?” Ienzo cocked his head just so, peering up at Aeleus from beneath his bangs.
He watched Aeleus’s Adam’s apple bob as he swallowed. And Aeleus leaned in.
The kiss began as gently as it always did, as though Aeleus believed him something fragile he might shatter at any moment. Ienzo fought back as he always did, shoving the weight of his chest against Aeleus as he crushed their lips together harder. Aeleus didn’t budge, of course, but his grip on Ienzo’s hips tightened.
Ienzo cupped Aeleus’s cheeks, his stubble scratching Ienzo’s palms as he kept him close. But it still wasn’t close enough, so Ienzo threw a leg across Aeleus’s body, fully straddling him now and sinking his hips into Aeleus’s.
Aeleus’s breath hitched.
“Mm,” Ienzo hummed, sliding his fingers down Aeleus’s chest to tangle in his uniform jacket. “It’s nice, isn’t it?”
Aeleus didn’t reply, but his dilated pupils spoke for him.
“Why don’t we get more comfortable?” Ienzo said, nodding toward the bed. He rubbed Aeleus’s chest and pressed his hips down for good measure.
And just like that, Aeleus grew tense.
Ienzo didn’t even wait for him to reply. “What is your problem, Aeleus?” He leaned back and scowled. “I’m beginning to think that you’ll never want me.”
Aeleus grabbed his wrist before he could pull back further. “Of course I want you,” he muttered. “More than you know.” His eyes wandered to his lap.
“Then why?”
With a long sigh, Aeleus lifted Ienzo from his lap and set him at his side. If Aeleus wasn’t currently being so stubborn, the ease with which he manhandled Ienzo would be a spectacular turn-on. “I don’t want to rush this.”
“Yes, you’ve only said so a hundred times,” Ienzo said with an eyeroll. “It’s been months. I know I have less experience then you, but I assure you, I’m ready. I’ve been ready.”
Aeleus frowned. He looked away. “Have you considered that it’s me who isn’t ready?”
Ienzo blinked. No, he hadn’t. Why would he?
At his sides, Aeleus’s hands curled into light fists. “I cannot begin to express the depths of my passion for you, Ienzo. No one has ever, will ever, compare to you. I want to give you all the love and affection you deserve…but I fear I will disappoint you.”
“…Oh.” Ienzo certainly hadn’t been expecting that. Aeleus had always been the pinnacle of strength and confidence. To see him waver felt…wrong. “You’ll never disappoint me, you know.” He placed his hand over Aeleus’s. The fist tightened before it began to relax. “You’ve quite literally spent my entire life proving yourself to me. You don’t have to worry.”
Slowly, Aeleus met his gaze. “You’ve never been intimate with anyone,” Aeleus said. “I want your first time to be special.”
Ienzo’s cheeks flushed. He didn’t have to say it so bluntly. “It won’t be special if you never let me have a first time,” Ienzo grumbled.
Aeleus frowned again. Maybe that was the wrong strategy.
“Listen to me,” Ienzo said, turning Aeleus’s head with a gentle palm to his cheek. “I trust you, Aeleus. As long as I’m with you, our time will always be special.”
Aeleus gazed through his eyes into his soul, his devotion tugging on Ienzo’s heart until he was sure they could both feel it thumping. Aeleus cupped his own hand over Ienzo’s, completely enveloping it. He brought Ienzo’s hand to his lips and kissed each knuckle, then cradled Ienzo’s hand to his chest where his own heart was beating.
Ienzo was speechless. Aeleus claimed to hesitate on intimacy, but this already was more intimate than anything Ienzo had experienced.
“You’re sure?” Aeleus asked.
The pounding of both their hearts reverberated through Ienzo as he breathed, “Yes. Please.”
With a low growl deep in his throat, Aeleus wrapped both arms around Ienzo’s back, yanked him closer, and crushed their lips together.
Ienzo gasped at the pressure. Aeleus certainly wasn’t gentle this time, with his broad palms digging into Ienzo’s back and his lips moving with such force that Ienzo felt himself being pushed backward. But Aeleus’s hands easily supported his weight, and Ienzo felt Aeleus’s lips part slightly. Ienzo parted his lips too to speak, but the words were lost in a gasp when Aeleus licked at his bottom lip.
That was new. Ienzo knew that people did it, of course, but as Aeleus lapped into his mouth—heavens, even his tongue was strong—Ienzo’s mind processed the sensations so slowly that all he could do was sit there and let him. Aeleus noticed the pause and tried to pull back, but with an embarrassingly petulant grunt, Ienzo yanked him back in.
This time, Ienzo ventured to use his own tongue as well, and as he slid the tip of his tongue into Aeleus’s mouth to brush against his, Aeleus groaned so deeply that Ienzo felt it all the way through his body. Then Aeleus gripped his back tighter and slid his hands lower and—
“Ah—ahhhh.” Ienzo jumped on reflex when Aeleus touched his ass, but the surprise quickly morphed into pleasure as Aeleus rubbed the soft flesh through his pants. “Oh, that’s…” Ienzo said helplessly, forgetting to kiss and dropping his head against Aeleus’s shoulder as blood rushed to his crotch. His pants were too tight, and it was far too hot, and Ienzo’s head swam as Aeleus kept squeezing his ass and kissing his neck. “Aeleus,” he whined, and somehow Aeleus understood.
Aeleus’s hands were already there, so he lifted Ienzo from his seat with ease. Ienzo wrapped his legs around Aeleus’s hips as he carried him to the bed, and when Aeleus set him down, Ienzo sprawled on the mattress with his legs flopped open and his cheeks flushed as Aeleus towered over him, the reality of it all started sinking in.
His hips squirmed side to side as his cock strained against the confines of his pants. “Aeleus, now,” he ordered. “Please. I need you.”
The desire in Aeleus’s eyes scorched him.
Aeleus knelt on the mattress and slid Ienzo’s lab coat from his shoulders, casting it aside to the floor. He loosened the cravat and tugged it free, his calloused fingers brushing the curve of Ienzo’s neck. “Why am I wearing so many clothes?” Ienzo grumbled as Aeleus pulled the sweater vest over his head and got to work unbuttoning his shirt, and then Ienzo’s chest was finally bare.
Ienzo felt terribly exposed as Aeleus stared at him, his skin hideously pale compared to the attractive tan of Aeleus’s. He wrapped his arms around his chest and fidgeted, but Aeleus kept watching him with such awe that Ienzo wondered if he’d accidentally cast an illusion.
“You’re stunning,” Aeleus said simply as if it were the most obvious statement in the world. He grazed his fingers over Ienzo’s shoulder and down the length of his arm, rubbed the expanse of Ienzo’s naked back, palmed the front of his chest.
When Aeleus’s thumbs reached Ienzo’s nipples, his back arched and a hand flew to his mouth to stifle a whine. “Oh, god,” Ienzo mumbled between his fingers as Aeleus kept rubbing, then nudged Ienzo’s hand away with his nose to kiss him again.
They explored each other’s mouths while Aeleus’s hands roamed Ienzo’s body. He was still half clothed and Aeleus was fully clothed, and already it was so much better that any of his fantasies. It was then, as more sweat rolled down Aeleus’s cheek into the collar of his jacket, that it occurred to Ienzo that he could undress Aeleus as well.
Ienzo pushed lightly, and Aeleus let it happen. Ienzo reached between them to unfasten the belt at Aeleus’s waist. His fingers fumbled with it, but Aeleus didn’t seem to mind, his fingers gliding through Ienzo’s hair, soothing his scalp and sending more tingles down his spine until he’d worked the belt open. Ienzo got the jacket off as well, leaving just a plain white undershirt blocking Ienzo from Aeleus’s chest.
The shirt hugged Aeleus tightly everywhere. Ienzo could see perfectly the shape of Aeleus’s pecs, the roundness of his stomach, the curve of his biceps. It was a wonder that his arms even fit in the sleeves without bursting them, Ienzo thought as he traced his hands over the muscles in Aeleus’s arms, dipping his fingertips under the hem of the sleeves. Aeleus inhaled sharply and his cheeks turned pink, and his muscles rippled beneath Ienzo’s hands.
Ienzo slid his hands up and down the front of Aeleus’s shirt, feeling the moisture—Aeleus had been sweating in the sun all day. Before he could stop himself, Ienzo leaned in and pressed his face to the shirt, inhaling deeply. It was probably perverted, the way the salty smell made him tremble in glee, but Aeleus didn’t stop him. Rather, Aeleus cradled his head closer, letting Ienzo inhale his scent until his breathing grew ragged. When Ienzo finally removed the shirt, he kept it on the bed instead of tossing it to the floor with the rest.
And then he looked at Aeleus.
Over the years, Ienzo had probably seen Aeleus shirtless before. But never had he been able to savor it like this. The thick mat of hair that covered his chest. The large, soft stomach that rounded out his muscles. The prominent tan lines where sun-kissed skin met the paler skin that no one else ever saw. No one except for Ienzo.
Aeleus’s lips pressed together, and he averted his eyes.
He was nervous.
“How is it possible that every time I see you, you only become more attractive?” Ienzo said breathlessly. He ran his hands over the hairs on Aeleus’s chest, then wrapped his arms around his back. Skin slid stickily against skin as they drew closer to press their mouths together again.
Aeleus pulled Ienzo into his lap until their chests and hips were flush, and two thoughts hit Ienzo in quick succession. The first was that he could feel Aeleus’s warmth. The second was that he could feel Aeleus. When Ienzo instinctively shifted his hips in surprise, Aeleus’s hips moved upward to chase him, and Ienzo felt his tented pants press against his backside more than the first time. His heart pounded as he experimentally pressed back down against the hardness, and Aeleus let out a choked moan against his mouth.
Ienzo’s own length twitched in his pants, and he squirmed.
This was real. This was happening.
“Good?” Aeleus asked, and Ienzo nodded desperately. “Good” was a massive understatement. With Aeleus’s tongue gliding against his and Aeleus’s hands mapping out his skin, Ienzo could hardly think. He just pathetically rocked his hips forward and back, rubbing his clothed erection against Aeleus’s stomach and letting Aeleus touch him. Aeleus slid his hands down to Ienzo’s ass again, his thumbs teasing the skin at his waist while his palms cupped him. And then his hands inched toward the front, brushing Ienzo’s inner thighs and—
As soon as Aeleus palmed the front of Ienzo’s pants, Ienzo burst. He gasped out broken moans and his legs shook and his hips bucked into Aeleus’s hand over and over as he spilled into his underwear, high on the feeling of Aeleus touching him until he was empty and his body fell slack against Aeleus…
…And then his whole body stiffened in horror.
Oh god no.
Ienzo’s cheeks burned and the dampness of his underwear tormented him as the reality of what just happened sank in. He’d come in his pants. Like a sad, horny, teenage boy.
“Oh god.”
Ienzo’s eyes stung as he clambered out of Aeleus’s lap and off the bed, muttering half-slurred apologies as he tried to find a shirt. There were so many of them, and now of course he couldn’t find a damn one—
“Ienzo.” Aeleus clamped a hand on Ienzo’s wrist, and Ienzo tried to shake him off.
“Let me go,” Ienzo said as the first tear spilled over the edge. He escalated to smacking Aeleus’s hand, but Aeleus still held firm. “Haven’t I already been humiliated enough?”
“You have nothing to be ashamed of—”
“Don’t condescend to me,” Ienzo snapped. On instinct, he whirled his head toward Aeleus as he yelled, and he saw clearly the expression on Aeleus’s face. There was no glimmer of amusement in his eyes, no disappointment in his frown. Only taut concern for Ienzo…and a dazed, unfocused stare. As though he were even more lost in pleasure than he was before.
Ienzo swallowed. “Aeleus. Did you…enjoy that?”
More blood rushed into Aeleus’s cheeks, confirming Ienzo’s suspicion. Ienzo didn’t quite know how to feel about that.
“Forgive me, Ienzo,” Aeleus said, gravelly and low. He gave one small tug on Ienzo’s arm before releasing his grip—a plea for Ienzo to stay, but an open door should he want to leave.
Ienzo hesitated before sitting on the edge of the bed. He folded his hands over the damp patch in his lap.
“I never meant to escalate so quickly,” Aeleus said. “Or to upset you.”
“The only person I’m upset with is myself,” Ienzo muttered, silently cursing his body.
The bed creaked and shook, and Aeleus came to sit beside Ienzo. “Don’t punish yourself for your pleasure,” he said. “Our goal was to enjoy ourselves, and you succeeded.”
“Wonderful,” Ienzo said dryly. “And I succeeded with so much time to spare. I must have broken a new record.”
“Ienzo.” Aeleus grabbed his hand, holding it gently this time. “If you hadn’t tried to leave and had kept your hands on me…I would have finished close behind you.”
Ienzo wanted to accuse him of lying, but he knew Aeleus would never. Instead, he looked warily over at Aeleus. He still had that glazed look in his eyes, and that enormous tent in his pants.
“The sounds you make…the way you feel against me…” Aeleus took a shuddering breath. “Your hold on me is greater than any power I’ve ever known.”
Any power. Even the power they spent a decade lost in?
Aeleus’s hand moved to Ienzo’s waist, and the shivers it sent through his body distracted him from his shame. “For you, Ienzo, I would spend all night bringing you to your peak over and over until your body cannot take any more.”
Ienzo flushed all the way down to his chest at the thought, and the heat of Aeleus’s fingers still lingering on his hip didn’t help. He thought of all the things he wanted Aeleus to do to him—and that he wanted to do to Aeleus—if they had all night to do it.
His fists curled in his lap. “Prove it.”
Aeleus squeezed Ienzo’s waist so tightly it nearly hurt. “Really?” he asked desperately, eagerly. As if spending hours attending to all of Ienzo’s desires was an honor.
The rest of Ienzo’s embarrassment faded away. “Don’t keep me waiting.”
Aeleus stole a few more heated kisses before grabbing Ienzo firmly, lifting him toward the head of the bed, and laying his head on the pillows. His broad hands rubbed Ienzo’s chest and shoulders as he leaned down to kiss him more.
With the bed holding him from below and Aeleus holding him from above, Ienzo was overloaded with sensations. But Aeleus touched him so softly and gently that it sent tingles all throughout his body. He could hardly think or act; all he could do was let Aeleus please him.
And please him Aeleus did. Once he had made Ienzo’s lips delightfully warm and swollen, Aeleus’s mouth moved to his cheek, then his chin, then his neck, and when he started sucking, Ienzo gasped and whined at the feeling. His hand flew to the back of Aeleus’s head, urging him on. And if the angle also gave Ienzo the chance to breathe in the scent of Aeleus’s shampoo mingling with his sweat, Ienzo didn’t complain. He took another deep breath and tried not to whimper.
Aeleus continued downward, showering Ienzo’s collarbone with kisses. When he reached his chest, he swiped the flat of his tongue across Ienzo’s nipple, and Ienzo writhed and arched into the touch. The wetness and smoothness of it was so intense, and Ienzo muttered a stream of “yes yes yes” as Aeleus kept licking.
Then Ienzo imagined Aeleus’s tongue elsewhere. His cock started twitching back to life.
Ienzo’s hips squirmed against the bed, bumping into Aeleus’s legs on either side of him. He needed friction, needed to build his arousal back up further, but Aeleus’s hips hovered far above him. Far above him where Aeleus wasn’t getting any friction either. Aeleus’s mouth and hands were still on Ienzo, fulfilling his promise as he neglected himself. Ienzo thought of Aeleus’s cock straining against his pants as he denied himself pleasure to please Ienzo. It was so hot that Ienzo nearly lost control and grabbed himself through his pants—his pants that were still stained with his own come, growing colder and more uncomfortable by the minute.
“Aeleus,” Ienzo said with a frown, and Aeleus stopped abruptly at the sour shift in tone. “It’s…” Ienzo trailed off. While he wasn’t as embarrassed as before, he dreaded vocalizing his failure again. Instead, he hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his pants and tugged at it.
Aeleus followed with his eyes. Then he stared. With uncharacteristically shaking hands, Aeleus leaned back and reached for Ienzo’s waistband as well. “May I…?”
Before the self-conscious thoughts could take over, Ienzo nodded.
He watched in awe as Aeleus unzipped his pants and shimmied them down his legs and off his feet. He cringed when the wet patch was even more prominent on his underwear, but Aeleus didn’t give him much time to fret. Aeleus peeled the underwear free and cast it aside.
A sudden jolt of fear rushed through Ienzo at the exposure and his hands flew to cover himself. “I—” he sputtered, looking away. “I haven’t cleaned up,” he finished foolishly. Of course he hadn’t cleaned up. Aeleus had been there the whole time and knew that already. And it didn’t help that he was only half hard and wasn’t particularly large when fully erect, either. Even constrained by his pants, Aeleus was already obviously larger than him.
Aeleus, blissfully unaware of Ienzo’s internal crisis, reached for the box of tissues on his nightstand, then frowned when it was empty. He looked around and reluctantly grabbed his own sweaty undershirt from the foot of the bed. He handed it to Ienzo.
Ienzo’s hand quivered as he took it, and he suppressed the urge to hold the shirt to his nose. He wiped it against his crotch, soaking up the rest of his come and trying not to think about Aeleus handling the shirt later, maybe even putting it back on and defiling his body with Ienzo’s spend.
By the time Ienzo was done with the shirt, he was certainly more than half hard.
Ienzo kept from hiding himself again and held still as Aeleus looked at him, and he was rewarded with a deep, rumbling groan from Aeleus. Aeleus stared in captivation, running his hands up and down Ienzo’s thighs as his gaze remained locked between his legs.
“Perfect,” Aeleus mumbled so softly that Ienzo wasn’t sure he was supposed to hear it. Aeleus lay beside Ienzo, kissing the dip where his leg met his hip while one of his hands trailed toward the center—
“Oh, god,” Ienzo cried as Aeleus’s fingers brushed his bare cock. He’d touched himself countless times, pretending his own fingers were Aeleus’s, but nothing could have prepared him for the real thing. The callouses on Aeleus’s palm tortured Ienzo’s sensitive skin in just the right way, and his hand was so large that it covered Ienzo’s length entirely. As he slowly began stroking, Ienzo twisted and bucked against his hand, completely lost in his all-encompassing touch.
With each sound pulled from Ienzo’s mouth, Aeleus’s cheeks flushed deeper and his chest heaved quicker, and maybe he really hadn’t been exaggerating earlier when he’d spoken of the immense effect Ienzo had on him. Ienzo pressed a hand to Aeleus’s chest, half to steady himself, and half to feel himself taking Aeleus’s breath away. Aeleus immediately leaned into the touch, his breath catching as he did so, and Ienzo’s cock twitched harder.
“Aeleus, I…I,” Ienzo tried, but it was so hard to speak with Aeleus’s hand sliding up and down his cock. Which was precisely the problem. “It’s too much,” he finally choked out. “You’ll make me…again.”
Aeleus slowed, but didn’t let go. “I meant it when I said I’ll do this all night.”
“Yes, but you are vastly overestimating my stamina,” Ienzo said with a small laugh that ended up sounding more like a gasp. “I want to do more than just this.” He hooked a finger through a belt loop on Aeleus’s pants and jerked him closer. “I haven’t even seen you yet.”
Aeleus jolted toward him in surprise and fumbled his grip on Ienzo’s cock. With his hips right in Ienzo’s line of sight, Ienzo could see clearly how large the bulge in his pants was. He licked his lips.
Carefully, Ienzo undid the front of Aeleus’s pants, and each time his hands brushed over his clothed erection, Aeleus’s jaw tightened as he fought to hold still. As Ienzo tugged the pants downward, he wondered what it would take for Aeleus’s composure to snap. And then he pulled Aeleus’s boxers down, and Aeleus inhaled as his cock sprang free.
“Wow,” Ienzo blurted pathetically, but what else could he say? Aeleus was massive. Ienzo could use both of his hands and still not come close to enclosing the full length of him.
Aeleus shifted side to side and averted his eyes.
“You’re…wow,” Ienzo repeated before grabbing Aeleus by the shoulders and yanking him into a kiss. Aeleus fell against him hard, the weight of him shaking the bed and knocking the wind out of Ienzo. Aeleus quickly propped himself up with an elbow and opened his mouth to speak, but Ienzo kissed him again before he could apologize. Now, with the full lengths of their naked bodies pressed together, the warmth and the immediacy of Aeleus’s body was overwhelming. Their cocks brushed together, and Ienzo would have felt self-conscious over the whimper it drew from him if Aeleus hadn’t made the same sound.
Ienzo wrapped his legs around Aeleus, pulling him nearer and getting more friction as they kept making out. His heels dug into the thick muscles and padding of Aeleus’s thighs and his hands wandered over Aeleus’s back, and Aeleus shivered everywhere his hands went. Their bodies were so close. And Ienzo wanted to be closer.
“Aeleus,” Ienzo murmured against his mouth. “Do you have condoms?”
Aeleus lifted his head and nodded fervently. He climbed off of Ienzo and scrambled toward the nightstand so quickly it was almost cute. He opened a drawer and waited for Ienzo to join him.
Ienzo wasn’t expecting to see a drawer full of half a dozen boxes of condoms. Anger flared as thoughts of who else Aeleus might be using them with flashed through Ienzo’s mind, until he realized that none of the boxes were open.
“I didn’t know your size,” Aeleus offered in explanation.
Ienzo nodded. Then he connected a few more dots. “You want me to top?”
The red on Aeleus’s cheeks darkened. “You can have me any way you want me,” he said. “But in my fantasies…yes.”
Hearing that Aeleus fantasized about him was already an unbelievable ego boost, not to mention learning that their fantasies had been so perfectly aligned. Ienzo smiled giddily as he grabbed Aeleus’s hips in anticipation, sinking his fingers into the soft flesh. “You have no idea how many times I’ve dreamed of fucking you,” Ienzo whispered, and Aeleus actually smiled as his eyes widened in desire.
Aeleus tore open one of the boxes—at least he seemed to know what size would fit Ienzo, since Ienzo had no idea what he was doing—and grabbed a bottle of lube as well. He passed the lube and a condom to Ienzo, and Ienzo awkwardly turned them over in his hands.
“Start with your fingers,” Aeleus said.
“I know,” Ienzo lied as he uncapped the lube. He cautiously squeezed a bit into his hand and rubbed it over a few of his fingers, not particularly enjoying the cold, gooey texture.
Once his fingers were slicked up, Ienzo turned back to Aeleus—and he inhaled sharply when he saw Aeleus on his back, knees bent and legs spread. Waiting for him.
Ienzo swallowed. This was real.
He scooted closer, taking in the full sight of Aeleus’s cock, hard against his stomach. He couldn’t resist taking it in hand, gliding his slick fingers up and down Aeleus’s length a few times and marveling at how different it was than touching himself—and marveling more at the way Aeleus instinctively bucked into his palm.
After a few more strokes, Aeleus groaned, “Ienzo,” and grabbed his wrist. “Inside. Please.”
Well, if Aeleus was going to beg for it, Ienzo wouldn’t make him wait. He added a little more lube, then held the inside of Aeleus’s thigh with one hand as the other approached his entrance. Ienzo’s finger quivered as it drew nearer, and when he pressed against the tight ring of muscle, they both gasped.
Ienzo looked at him, biting his lip. Aeleus nodded for him to continue.
Aeleus breathed heavily again as Ienzo pushed the tip of his finger inside. It was so tight, and getting tighter still as Aeleus clenched around him. Ienzo experimentally slid his finger deeper, down to the base, and the muscles in Aeleus’s legs visibly tensed.
“Is it…?”
“Yes,” Aeleus said firmly, rocking his hips against Ienzo’s finger.
If just one of Ienzo’s fingers already had this effect on him, what would Ienzo’s entire cock do to him? Ienzo’s dick ached at the thought, hard and untouched. He should hurry this along.
Ienzo pumped his finger in and out, staring directly at Aeleus’s face so he wouldn’t miss any of his reactions—the way his eyes fought between falling shut and springing wide open, the way his jaw clenched shut to swallow the sounds that tried to burst free. Hmm. Ienzo would have to fix the latter. He added a second finger, and with his other hand he teased the bottom of Aeleus’s stomach, just above the cock.
“You look so good like this,” Ienzo said, making Aeleus blush. It wasn’t particularly meant as dirty talk; Ienzo was just stating a fact. But it had the same delightful effect.
Aeleus was still mostly quiet, though, aside from a few little gasps and rumbles in his throat. Ienzo picked up the pace, watching captivated as Aeleus’s hole swallowed up his fingers with such ease. Then Aeleus shifted slightly and said Ienzo’s name. He extended his arm and made a slight curling motion with two of his fingers. Ienzo was confused for a moment, until he looked back at his own hand. He replicated the curling motion inside Aeleus, and as soon as his fingers pushed against a soft spot, Aeleus let out a little gasp.
“There.”
Ienzo did it again, and Aeleus arched into the touch, forcing Ienzo’s fingers to press against it harder. Finally, Aeleus’s mouth fell slack as he let out a moan so loud that Ienzo could nearly feel it vibrating in his chest. Aeleus tried to clamp his mouth shut again, but Ienzo wouldn’t let that happen. He rubbed and tapped the spot inside Aeleus over and over until Aeleus was writhing against the bed and a continuous stream of moans poured from his mouth. Aeleus threw a hand over his face to hide it, but Ienzo leaned forward over him to yank the hand away.
“Don’t you dare deprive me of seeing or hearing you,” Ienzo commanded, and Aeleus panted as he nodded in obedience. Ienzo remained draped over Aeleus’s stomach and chest, getting a close-up view of Aeleus’s face as he fucked him with his fingers.
Aeleus’s head was thrown back against the pillows and his mouth hung open, letting each moan fall out unobstructed. His whole face was red from the pleasure, the embarrassment, and the exertion, and sweat dripped from his brow. If Ienzo were a little taller, he could lean in and lick the sweat from his cheek. Instead, he trailed a few kisses across Aeleus’s chest, feeling the tickle of the coarse hairs against his lips. Between them, Aeleus’s cock slid against Ienzo’s stomach with each pump of Ienzo’s fingers and each corresponding jolt of Aeleus’s hips, and Ienzo’s own cock throbbed from lack of attention.
Ienzo withdrew his fingers abruptly and sat up. He was done waiting.
“I’m taking you now, Aeleus,” Ienzo said, and Aeleus nodded. While Ienzo tore open the condom and figured out how to roll the weird, confining thing over his cock, Aeleus’s hips rocked against the air. His hole was slightly stretched, and a small trail of lube dripped out, taunting Ienzo. Ienzo’s hands shook as he hurriedly and sloppily slathered lube over himself, mind filled with thoughts and hopes of what Aeleus would feel like.
Once he was ready, Ienzo scooted closer. Aeleus lifted his legs and wrapped them around Ienzo’s hips. It was clear Aeleus was holding back his strength, but even at less than half his full power, the force of his legs slammed Ienzo against him roughly. Aeleus said something—probably an apology—but Ienzo didn’t care. All he cared about was lining up his cock with Aeleus’s entrance. As soon as his tip met the tight ring of Aeleus’s hole, Ienzo whined at the contact and fought to not shove himself inside all at once—that would probably be rude, or painful to Aeleus, wouldn’t it?
Ienzo braced one palm against Aeleus’s stomach while the other hand kept guiding his cock. He locked eyes with Aeleus. “Can—?”
“Yes.”
Ienzo pushed forward, and he cried out as the tip of his cock slid inside. It was so good and so tight that he lost control and slammed all the way inside, his fingers roughly clawing into the meat of Aeleus’s stomach. Aeleus hissed softly but didn’t stop him as Ienzo got his bearings, pulled back out, and slammed inside again.
Maybe it was good that Ienzo had already come once that night. If he hadn’t already expended that energy earlier, he would be unraveling deep inside Aeleus right now. As it was, Ienzo fought to hold back as much as he could, pausing a few seconds to catch his breath between each thrust.
Ienzo leaned over Aeleus, pressing their bodies closer, and Aeleus’s legs kept their grip around Ienzo’s hips. Their eyes met again, and the desire in Aeleus’s eyes was matched tenfold by the lust that Ienzo felt. It was so much better than he’d ever imagined. And when Aeleus lifted his hands to grasp Ienzo’s shoulders and support his weight, it made it even easier for Ienzo to drive his cock into him over and over.
“I…won’t last long,” Ienzo said, too lost in pleasure to be ashamed again.
Aeleus nodded and moved one hand to Ienzo’s face. He brushed Ienzo’s bangs out of his eyes, giving both of them a full, unobstructed view of each other. Seeing Aeleus—strong, handsome, beautiful Aeleus—sprawled on the bed, pinned beneath him, at his mercy…it was overwhelming.
“Aeleus…Aeleus,” Ienzo gasped in between moans and whimpers, and each time he said his name, Aeleus let out a shuddering sigh in return. Aeleus stretched his arms, reached for Ienzo’s hips, and moved them just a bit, and when Ienzo thrust inside at the new angle, Aeleus burst into another loud moan like he had from Ienzo’s fingers. The sound vibrated through Aeleus’s torso and into Ienzo’s, and all the sensations were so…were so…
Ienzo frantically shoved into Aeleus a few more times, and with a loud cry, he reached his peak again. His hips jerked uncontrollably, Aeleus’s tight insides squeezing each burst of come from him, and once he was through, his arms gave out and he collapsed against Aeleus.
Limp and boneless, Ienzo lay pillowed by Aeleus’s body. He couldn’t move, didn’t want to move. Just wanted to stay in Aeleus’s arms, his softening cock still deep inside Aeleus. Aeleus’s hands slid up and down his back, and Ienzo hummed contentedly.
“That…that was…exquisite,” Ienzo breathed, and Aeleus grunted in agreement. “We are doing this again tomorrow.”
Aeleus nodded and kept rubbing Ienzo’s back. After all that work, Ienzo was exhausted; Aeleus’s slow, gentle touch was the perfect relief. Ienzo snuggled closer…and felt the pressure of Aeleus’s still hard cock.
Oops.
Ienzo shoved himself up as best he could with his shaking arms. “You still need to…should I…?”
Aeleus shook his head. “I can take care of it.”
Frowning, Ienzo swatted his thigh lightly. “Do you think so low of me? At least let me return the favor.” Ienzo was no expert on how any of this worked, but if he came twice while Aeleus didn’t come at all, even he knew that wasn’t right.
Aeleus didn’t protest as Ienzo wrapped both hands around his cock. One hand quickly jerked off the base while the other toyed with the tip, feeling the pre-come smear across his fingers.
“You really are stunning, Aeleus,” Ienzo said as he worked. Aeleus’s hands coiled into the bed sheets as, yet again, he tried to keep himself quiet. But Ienzo didn’t mind doing the talking for him, especially now that his brain was back in charge, rather than his dick. “Do you like it when I touch you?” he said, cocking his head and grinning innocently.
As his fists curled tighter, Aeleus nodded. His eyes were locked on Ienzo’s hands.
“You’re so big and hard for me,” Ienzo said. He slid one hand down to cup Aeleus’s balls while his other hand kept stroking in firm, long motions. “I’m not sure I could even fit you in my mouth.” He leaned closer to Aeleus’s cock, sizing it up, then he peered up at Aeleus through his bangs. “Perhaps we can test it out tomorrow.” And he licked his lips.
With a deep groan, Aeleus fell over the edge, bucking his hips into Ienzo’s hand as his seed spilled over his stomach, Ienzo’s fingers, and Ienzo’s face. Ienzo jerked back in surprise as a thin rope of it caught on his hair and draped onto his cheek. He almost forgot to watch the way Aeleus’s body shuddered in pleasure as he rode out the rest of his orgasm.
When Aeleus’s breathing steadied, he reached an arm toward Ienzo and pulled him down next to him, fitting Ienzo into the crook of his arm with his head resting on his shoulder. “Thank you,” Aeleus said.
“Thank you.” Ienzo watched Aeleus’s chest rise and fall as they lay side by side. Ienzo tried to get comfortable, but the splattered come sat unpleasantly on his skin, and he hadn’t yet taken off the condom. “Can we clean up?” he blurted, probably killing the moment, but he didn’t really care. He felt disgusting.
Thankfully, Aeleus nodded and sat up without complaining. He headed to his bathroom, and Ienzo heard the sound of a cabinet opening and water running.
While Aeleus was out of the room, Ienzo turned his hand over, looking at the come that had landed on it. It didn’t look any different than his own, but knowing that it was Aeleus’s made it feel special somehow. He gave it a sniff, then curiously licked at it—
“Eugh,” Ienzo spat, sticking his tongue out and cringing as Aeleus returned with a couple damp rags. “Does it always taste so awful?” Ienzo asked.
Aeleus chuckled. “Some enjoy it more than others.”
Ienzo hummed. His suggested activity for tomorrow might be more difficult than he’d anticipated. But he didn’t have much time to fret over it, as Aeleus grabbed his hands and wiped each of them clean. Then he wiped Ienzo’s cheek, taking his time and letting his eyes linger. Ienzo sat quietly and watched.
Next, Aeleus moved toward his crotch, and, after Ienzo nodded his approval, he rolled the used condom off of him and wiped his dick clean.
Ienzo shifted and muttered a soft, “Oh.” This was different. Having Aeleus touch him while they were both caught up in their arousal was one thing, but now, after the adrenaline had stopped rushing and the heat had dissipated, Ienzo felt more exposed and vulnerable than ever. He was just a man with weak arms and ghostly pale skin with sweat and grime coating him everywhere.
And Aeleus was still here. Touching him. Looking at him with just as much reverence in his eyes.
Ienzo grabbed another cloth and wiped Aeleus down the same way, cleaning his stomach and his cock, now soft and much smaller, which somehow felt more intimate than anything else they’d done. And Ienzo was still here, not feeling nearly as much like a changed man as he’d expected, the way the world had built up losing his virginity to be. He was still here, with the person he cared for and trusted more than anyone else.
In his chest, his heart twinged in unfamiliar ways. It hurt, but it felt good. He clasped a hand over his chest and tried to puzzle out whatever emotion it might be.
Aeleus noticed and looked at him in concern.
“I’m fine, Aeleus,” Ienzo said. “Just thinking.”
Aeleus nodded, not pressing for details, and Ienzo was grateful. As Aeleus gathered up the dirty rags and walked them back to the bathroom, Ienzo watched him go, looking at the strange way his buttocks moved as he walked. Ienzo had never observed a body moving that way in that state of undress before. It was strange. But it was Aeleus. And because it was Aeleus, Ienzo smiled.
His heart twisted again, and Ienzo still couldn’t make sense of it. But that was alright. He was sure he’d find the words for it eventually. And, if he never found the words, he knew Aeleus wouldn’t mind.
For now, Ienzo got to his feet. And he followed Aeleus.