Chapter 6
Chapter
Six
Auggie stayed overnight. They didn’t make love, they just held each other and slept, tangled up in each other’s arms.
It was the best sleep Thor had had in a long time.
He hadn’t meant to spring all his thoughts on Auggie like that, but now that he had, he knew it had been the right thing to do.
His boy needed to know that his Daddy loved him.
And yeah, he did love Auggie. It had crept up on him, moving from the tug of Auggie on his Daddy self, to enjoying getting to learn about Auggie, spending the time together they did, until having Auggie in his life had tangled into him.
If Auggie turned around and decided he didn’t love Thor back, that he wanted to go it alone, it would break his heart.
He knew it was a possibility, though; he’d thrown an awful lot at Auggie last night.
He slipped out of bed around eight and made breakfast; soft boiled eggs with toast cut up into long rectangles for dipping, bacon, fruit, and glasses of milk. He put it all on a tray and brought it upstairs to his bedroom.
Auggie’s eyes blinked open as he came in, and his boy stretched and lifted his head. “Oh wow. You made breakfast?”
“I did.”
“I’ve never had breakfast in bed.”
“Then it’s high time that you did.” Thor let Auggie sit up against the headboard, then he set the tray across his legs and climbed in. “I hope you like eggs and bacon.”
“Who doesn’t like bacon?” Auggie asked, reaching for one.
“Vegetarians?”
Auggie laughed, but he shook his head. “No, they like it too, they just don’t eat it.”
That made him smile. Auggie was quick, bright and funny, but he was pretty sure Auggie didn’t see himself that way. His boy had a habit of looking at the glass as half empty. Thor hoped to help him find that other half.
He grabbed one of the toast slices and dipped into the runny egg yolk, before holding it up to Auggie’s lips. Auggie didn’t even hesitate, just closed his lips around the toast and bit the yolky end off. Thor dipped and offered again.
“I shouldn’t let you feed me. I’m not a baby.”
“I am well aware that you are a grown man, Auggie. Very well aware. Feeding you makes me happy.” It was the honest truth. He wanted to care for Auggie because he loved Auggie.
“I like it when you feed me,” Auggie admitted, glancing up at him.
“Good. Then I’m going to continue to do it.”
Auggie looked at him for a long moment, before nodding. “Okay.”
Thor’s heart clenched, happiness ripping through him. He knew that okay meant a whole lot.
He continued to feed his boy, nibbling a bit here and there himself, though he’d eaten while he was preparing the tray, not able to resist making himself a quick bacon sandwich while he boiled the egg.
When the tray was empty, he set it on the floor and tugged Auggie to lie snuggled up against him.
“Thank you for breakfast.”
“You’re very welcome. I’m going to feed you a lot. Make sure you aren’t skipping meals.”
“I don’t do it on purpose,” Auggie protested. “Time just gets away from me sometimes. Or all I have is ramen and I don’t feel like making another meal of it.”
“All the more reason for me to make sure you have regular meals. That you enjoy.”
Auggie shook his head, fingers playing with the edge of the blankets. “You seem too good to be true.”
“Maybe that’s just because you’ve never had the chance to have what you truly need before.”
“And you’re what I truly need?”
“I believe I am.” What would Auggie think of that?
“Just like you believe I’m beautiful.”
“Just like that.”
“Maybe you can believe it all enough for both of us?” Auggie suggested, meeting his eyes.
He could see the worry there, the vulnerability. He knew Auggie was opening himself up like he never did, like he’d learned not to in order to keep himself safe.
It was the best gift Auggie could have given him. “I can,” he promised.
“I might not ever change.”
“I know.” He just wanted to love and take care of Auggie. To be his boy’s safe space to live his best life in.
“I’m scared.”
“What are you scared of?”
“Not being good enough. I’m not being mean to myself, I swear. You’re just so wonderful and the things you say are so tempting. It’s like you want to give me everything. What do you get out of it?”
“You.” It really was as simple, and as complicated, as that.
Auggie sighed but leaned harder against him, arms wrapping around him in a hug. He kissed the top of Auggie head.
“We can take things day by day. I’m not going anywhere,” he said.
“I don’t want to go anywhere, either.”
“I’m glad to hear that.”
“Yeah?”
“Yes. It would make me sad to never be able to see you again.”
“It still seems hard to believe that someone would be sad not having me in their life.” Auggie’s words were quiet, but Thor heard them. And he heard the lifetime of knowing that no would care about Auggie in them.
“I’m sorry that no one has ever made you feel special.”
“I’m just a burden to people. My folks made that clear.”
There should have been bitterness in Auggie’s voice, but Thor heard more resignation and acceptance than anything else.
It made him want to growl. Hell, it made him want to hit anyone who had contributed to Auggie feeling that way—starting with Auggie’s parents, but he knew doing that or even just growling was not going to help Auggie.
Instead, he vowed to himself to make sure that Auggie never felt like that again.
It was no wonder Auggie wasn’t a happy-go-lucky guy.
“I think you’re special, Auggie.” He could say that every day until Auggie believed it, and then he could keep saying it because it was true and he didn’t want Auggie to forget it.
Auggie looked up at him. “Thank you. It means a lot that someone so special would say so.”
“Not just saying it.”
Auggie blinked a few times, then changed what he’d said to, “It means a lot that someone so special would believe that.”
He smiled, one hand drawing soft circles on Auggie’s back. “Better.”
Then he bent and brought their lips together.
The sparks and need came rushing back at that first touch, and Auggie must have felt it too, because he arched up, trying to press against Thor.
It was a touch awkward given how they were sitting and Thor shifted, laying Auggie out on the bed and lying half on top of him before continuing their kisses.
Moaning, Auggie reached up, fingers tangling in Thor’s hair.
For his part, Thor worked on getting his sweats and Auggie’s underwear off, leaving them both naked so they could rub together.
Auggie’s cock was firm and hot, pressed against his skin, and his own need rubbed on Auggie’s thigh.
He wanted more than to just rub off this time, though; he wanted to be inside Auggie.
“I have condoms and lube,” he said.
Auggie nodded. “Please. I still want that, too.” Reaching between them, Auggie touched his cock, fingers gentle, the touch barely a whisper.
He moaned so Auggie knew his touch was welcome, then reached over to the bedside table to grab the supplies. He shivered as Auggie wrapped a hand around him and stroked. “So good.”
His words made Auggie bolder, the hand tightening around his flesh, the strokes increasing. His eyes dropped closed, and he bit his lower lip, hips moving just a bit, working with Auggie’s touch. Then he put his hand over Auggie’s and stilled it.
“Too good,” he murmured. “I want to come inside you, not on you.”
“You could come just from this?” Auggie asked, squeezing his cock again.
“Yes.” He had no doubt of it.
“Oh.” Auggie smiled and drew his hand away. “Knowing that makes me happy, but I want the other thing, too.”
“You want to feel my fingers pushing into you, opening you up.”
Auggie swallowed hard and nodded. “Yes.”
“You want me to make you slick.”
“Yes.”
“You want me to push my cock inside you.”
Auggie whimpered. “Yes.”
“You want me to fuck you.”
“Yes!”
“Good.”
He pressed their lips back together again, covering Auggie’s body with his own as he devoured his boy’s mouth.
Auggie slid his hands along Thor’s back, running them up and down along his spine.
Their skin seemed to tingle wherever they touched, the excitement ramping up.
Thor couldn’t remember ever feeling such a deep physical connection with anyone, and it only made him trust his gut more that this was right.
He grabbed the lube and popped the top of the tube. Auggie’s body shivered beneath him at the sound and the hands on his back grabbed at him, holding onto him.
“You’re good?” he asked as he slid a leg between Auggie’s, encouraging them to spread and open his boy up to him.
Auggie nodded. “Please.” The soft word was confirmation enough that they were on the same page.
He got his fingers slicked up and reached between Auggie’s legs.
He stroked the wrinkled little hole there and pressed gently against it.
Auggie spread wider, hands moving to wrap around his arms. He looked into Auggie’s face as he pushed his index finger into Auggie’s body.
Those eyes went wide, wonder filling them, and Auggie’s mouth dropped open.
Thor kept his gaze right there as he fucked Auggie with the one finger, sliding it in and out, feeling the heated silk gripping him.
Then he added another finger, and Auggie moaned for him, breath catching for a moment before rushing out again.
Tightening his hold on Thor’s arms, Auggie arched slightly before settling again.
Thor moved slowly, sending his fingers as deep as he could before drawing them most of the way out.
He kept it up—in all the way, almost out, then in all the way again, and almost out.
When Auggie started moving with him, pushing himself down onto each invasion, Thor knew he was ready for another finger. He drew both fingers out so he could add more lube, and Auggie’s body tried to follow them, a disappointed sound filling the air.
“Easy. I’m just getting more slick.”
Auggie relaxed for him, panting slightly, watching every move he made.
He smiled down at Auggie as he got back in position, pressed three fingers against Auggie’s hole now.
Auggie spread even wider for him, and a low moan filled the air as he pushed into the tight opening, spreading Auggie wide, stretching and slicking him up.
Auggie was a little stiff at first, but slow, patient movements found him easing, and soon Auggie was humping up into each touch, meeting each push in eagerly.
God, Thor wanted to bury himself inside of this tight heat so badly, but he was not going to skimp on prep. He would never hurt Auggie, who had never done this before and deserved all the care in the world.
Finally, he pulled his finger away. “Me now.” He met Auggie’s gaze again, happy to see only eagerness there.
He slipped on the condom and added more slick to the outside of it, his hand a very poor substitute for what he wanted. What he was about to have. He had to take a deep breath, let himself feel the moment. The first time he and his boy made love.
That was the energy he brought to his gaze when he looked at Auggie again. That earned him another moan, and Auggie grabbed his knees and pulled his legs back, offering himself over.
Thor kissed Auggie, thanking him for the gift of himself, then he set his cock at Auggie’s entrance. Auggie bit his bottom lip, but didn’t breath their gazes.
Thor pushed, his prick slowly spreading Auggie open. All of a sudden, he was in and he sank a little faster than he’d planned, going until his hips were up against Auggie’s ass.
Auggie’s breath caught, and he moaned. “You’re inside me.” His voice was full of wonder.
“I am. You are so hot and tight. You feel perfect around me.”
For once, Auggie didn’t try to deny his words. He just squeezed his body tightly around Thor’s cock, making Thor moan. It was even better because it wasn’t a practiced, deliberate move.
Then Thor tugged his cock back, not quite pulling out, but enough that he had the whole length to go pushing back in again. Auggie’s eyes rolled back in his head and a long moan dragged out of him.
Thor did it again, then again and again, Auggie’s hands clinging to his arms, breath panting from him.
“Look at me.” Thor wanted to be able to look in Auggie’s eyes, to watch as pleasure took him.
Auggie’s eyes flew open, looking glazed over, dazed. Thor smiled down at him and Auggie only nodded, hands tightening, hips tilting in obvious invitation.
Thor moved faster, pushed in even deeper, the pleasure crawling along his spine, driving him to increase his speed even more. Soon they were rutting, both gasping and grunting, the sound of their bodies coming together loud, filling the air around them.
When he found Auggie’s gland, his boy cried out harshly, shoulders coming off the bed, entire body tightening. Thor held that angle, banging up against that spot with every inward thrust.
Auggie’s face changed as he got close, and Thor wrapped a hand around Auggie’s cock, stroking in time with his thrusts. Auggie cried out and Thor nodded.
“I want you to come for me. I want to feel that around my cock.”
Auggie cried out for him again, back arching as come shot from his cock, coating Thor’s hand. Thor kept moving, driving into Auggie toward his own orgasm. The way Auggie’s body went tight around him was perfect, and he came moments later, filling the condom as he jerked in a last few times.
He collapsed onto Auggie, whose arms wrapped tight around him. They panted together, Thor still buried deep.
“So good,” he muttered. “That was so good, Auggie.”
“Uh-huh.”
Thor turned his face and pressed a kiss against Auggie’s neck. Then he reached down to grab the base of his cock and pull out. Auggie whimpered as his cock slid free and he stroked his boy’s belly gently.
“Shh. Let me just get rid of this and we can cuddle.”
He disposed of the condom and ran a cloth under warm water before returning to the bed and cleaning Auggie carefully.
He tossed the cloth toward the en suite and got back into bed.
Auggie rolled toward him immediately, and he wrapped Auggie in his arms, his boy sighing as soon as they were resting skin to skin.
“Thank you.”
Auggie rolled his head back to look up at Thor. “Thank you?”
“Yes. For letting me love on you. That was the best orgasm I’ve ever had.”
“Yeah?” Auggie’s cheeks went rosy, but he held Thor’s gaze. “It was the best orgasm of my life.”
“Good. The first of many.” He was going to start how he wanted to continue, and Auggie needed to know everything he’d said up until now was how he truly felt.
“I hope so,” Auggie said softly.
Thor wanted Auggie to trust and believe it now, but he knew he would have to be patient and yes, believe for both of them.