Chapter Twenty-Seven
Ezra
“Right on time,” West said when he answered Danny’s front door, the warm smile on his face doing little to ease my nerves. I hadn’t been expecting him to still be here because I’d taken so long to get my act together, but maybe there had been more for him and Danny to talk about than I’d thought.
“Sorry it took me so long,” I said as I returned his smile, hoping the tightness of my expression didn’t reveal the fact I’d debated not coming. “I was delayed.”
“You’re fine. I’m on my way out anyway,” he said, glancing over his shoulder. My eyes followed his gaze, and my heart leapt when I saw Danny standing in the doorway of his living room, bathed in the warm glow of the early evening sunlight streaming in through the windows.
“Behave yourself, Danny,” West added. “Let me know if you need anything.”
“Yeah, will do,” Danny said with a nod, a smile playing across his lips as he looked at me. I didn’t think he’d even glanced at West.
“Remember, if you have hickeys on your thighs, you will have to explain yourself. And you and I both know the bad tackle excuse doesn’t cut it.”
“Don’t worry, I’m not really a fan. There’s other stuff I prefer to be marked with.” Danny laughed, the sound like a balm to my fractured soul. I hadn’t been sure what to expect when I turned up here, but I didn’t think that had been included.
“And that’s my cue,” West said. “See you tomorrow, brat.” He waved one massive hand as he slid past me, his keys jingling where they dangled off his finger, and left the two of us staring at each other.
“Are you just gonna stand there? Or are you coming in?” Danny asked, a smirk playing across his lips and confusing me even further.
This was a far cry from the panicked, terrified man I’d seen sprinting out of the training centre.
Whatever had happened between him and West had clearly changed something.
“Definitely coming in,” I said as I stepped inside and shut the door behind me while Danny closed the gap between us. “Your bag is in my car by the way.”
“Thanks, I totally forgot about it. And I’m sorry I ran away,” he said, putting his hands on my waist and looking up at me with the sweet earnestness that made my heart soar. “It’s not your fault. I freaked out when I saw West and thought everything was going to go wrong.”
“You’re fine. You don’t need to apologise.”
“You tried to stop me.”
“I did.”
“Why?”
“Because I didn’t want you to be alone.” I put one arm around him and cupped his jaw with the other hand. “But you ended up being alone anyway. I’m sorry, I should have been here sooner.”
“It’s okay. It was actually nice to talk to West,” he said. “He gets it more than I thought he would. And it was good to talk about shit with someone who’s been in the same place. I mean, I know you have too, but like—”
“I get it. My experience was very different to yours. Being a professional athlete and growing up in that system is going to shape everything, and I can’t pretend to know what that’s like.”
“No, but you’ve still supported me through all of this.”
I smiled and leant a little closer, desperate to kiss him but holding back because I knew if we got distracted, we weren’t going to have this conversation. And we had to. “Of course I have. I’m not going to let you struggle alone.”
“West said he’ll support me if I come out and that if anyone says anything, they can take it up with him.” He chuckled softly. “I can’t see any of them wanting to do that.”
“I can’t either.”
“I think I’m gonna tell them. I don’t want to hide anymore and I’m sick of pretending. I’d rather be me.”
I nodded, my stomach bubbling. I had to say something soon, before he made all these plans. I needed him to know where I stood, how I felt, so he could make a decision. “Danny, I… I’m…”
“Are you breaking up with me? ’Cos if you are, I swear to fucking god.” The indignation on his face was so adorable it just cemented how I felt about him. I needed him to be mine.
“No, puppy. I was thinking about it, but someone reminded me you’re an adult and I can’t make decisions for you.”
“Good! Who are they? I’m gonna buy them a drink.”
“It was Shane, and the first time you two meet, I’m going to start praying.”
“I didn’t know you were religious.”
“I’m not,” I said, gently tapping his nose.
“As I was saying, I’m not going to decide for you.
All I can do is tell you where I stand. I don’t think I have anything to offer you but sex and sarcasm.
I’ve got baggage and scars and a broken heart, and I’m in the middle of a petty divorce with a man who’s determined to make my life hell.
I’m fourteen years older than you, I live in a shitty flat, and I’m having to start all over again with fuck all to my name.
I have nothing to give you except adoration.
You make me feel alive again, Danny. Like my life might actually be worth living.
I know that isn’t much, and if you want to find someone else, someone your age who—”
“Fuck that,” Danny said with a little growl. “If I’m going to be anyone’s, then I’m going to be yours. I don’t want anyone else, Ezra. So get your head out of your fucking arse and kiss me.”
“Demanding, aren’t you?”
“Yeah, but you love it. I’m your puppy, remember?”
“Yes, you are.” I brushed my lips against his teasingly, my hand on his jaw holding him just tightly enough that he couldn’t take what he wanted. “Needy, bratty, demanding, beautiful, adorable, and fucking irresistible. And all mine.”
“Mmm, good. And you’re mine too. Nobody else is getting their hands on you.”
“Possessive too.” I kissed him lightly. “Good, because I’m not sharing either.”
Danny groaned, his grip tightening on the back of my shirt. “Stop teasing.”
“What if I think there’s more we need to talk about?” I asked, smirking as I kissed him teasingly again.
“Talking can wait. Sex first! We were supposed to fuck in your office. You were meant to bend me over your desk.” He pouted furiously. “Then West ruined it. Stupid hooker.”
I raised an eyebrow. “No, puppy. We don’t call people names simply because they caught us making out in public.”
“True and we did get to talk about shit. Fine, he’s not stupid. He’s cool. But I still didn’t get my desk sex.”
“I’ll make it up to you,” I said, reaching around to squeeze his arse.
“Promise?”
“I promise. And I’m going to fuck you now too, because I need to show you how I treat things that are mine.”
Danny gasped as I kissed him fiercely, my tongue thrusting into his mouth to remind him who he belonged to.
His kisses were hungry and eager as he pushed his arse back into my hand, desperate for more.
A needy whine slipped from his lips as his hips jerked forward, his cock already hard and searching for relief.
He was so wound up and I’d barely touched him.
I wasn’t surprised, though, not after all the stress and panic of the last few hours. He needed to know he was wanted, safe, and adored. That he could make demands and be a bratty, needy mess, and that nothing would change between us. That I’d still want him, flaws and all.
“Look at you, so desperate already,” I said, my voice laced with soft amusement. “You really are a slut for it, aren’t you, baby? But only for me.”
“Y-Yeah, only for you.”
“That’s because you’re mine, aren’t you, Danny?”
“Yes.”
“Good boy.” I kissed him again. “I’m gonna make you feel so good, baby.”
Another kiss then I broke away to lead him towards his room, noticing the cleaning supplies on the floor by the door. I assumed he’d been trying to calm himself down when West arrived. My poor, beautiful puppy. I hated that he’d been anxious and I hadn’t been here.
Next time, I would be.
Slowly, I helped him strip off, kissing him every time a piece of clothing hit the floor. Then I removed my own, letting Danny touch and kiss every part of me that he wanted. His lips felt hot against my skin, driving me wild with every press.
“Such a pretty mouth,” I said, running my thumb across his lips. “Seems a shame not to use it.”
Danny sank to the floor and opened his mouth, looking up at me needily, his dick hard and leaking between his legs.
I reached for my cock and smirked, giving my shaft a few slow pumps as I angled the head towards his waiting lips.
“Good boy. Mmm, fuck, that’s it… Don’t get me off, just get me hard…
Fuck, your mouth feels so good, baby. Gonna have to get you under my desk so I can use you whenever I want.
My own personal cockslut that I can fill with cum whenever I need to. ”
He groaned sweetly, the sound vibrating through my shaft. Even with his mouth full of cock he was loud.
But I wanted him to be louder.
I let him suck me for a few minutes because I knew how soothing he found having his mouth full, but when I started to feel the familiar burn under my skin of my oncoming orgasm, I gently eased away.
Danny whined as my cock slipped from his lips, strings of saliva still connecting us. “But… I was having fun,” he said.
“I know, but now it’s my turn,” I said as I reached out my hand and pulled him to his feet. “And I don’t want to come until I’m buried inside this perfect arse of yours.”
He groaned and nodded, kissing me sloppily as I gently pulled him over to the bed. “Lie down and make yourself comfortable. Then I’m going to play with you.”
“W-What if I come?”
“Then come,” I said, nipping his lip. “I’m not going to stop unless you want me to. And we both know you can come more than once.”
Danny’s moan was sweet and he chased my mouth as I slowly stepped back.
It took him a second to re-orient himself, but when he did, he crawled onto the bed and stretched out in the middle, stacking pillows behind his head.
He smiled as he watched me grab lube and condoms. “I got tested, by the way,” he said as I sat down beside him.
“I should get the results in the next few days. They’ll text me. ”
“Can’t wait. You’re going to look so perfect dripping with my cum.”
Danny melted into the bed as I kissed him, gasps and whines filling the air as I moved down his body, worshipping every inch.
He spread his legs around me, lifting them to give me access to his waiting hole.
His legs were bloody perfect—toned muscles with dark hair dusting them, his arse round and firm and so damn fuckable.
His cock was leaking precum onto his stomach, and I loved the way it jumped and twitched every time I touched him. It was sexy as fuck how sensitive he was, and I wanted to explore how quickly I could make him come and how little stimulation he actually needed.
I swiped my tongue over his hole, smirking as Danny cried out with delight. He was so fun to eat out, and I adored how vocal he was when I played with him. I licked and sucked the sensitive skin, making his legs shake on either side of me.
And then I lifted my head and wrapped my lips around the dripping head of his cock, sucking him deep into my mouth as my fingers circled his arse, teasing his entrance.
The dual sensation was more than Danny could cope with, and he came down my throat with a shout, his legs trembling as his cock pulsed on my tongue.
I kept sucking him gently until he whined from overstimulation. Then I gently released him and dipped my head back between his thighs to return my attention to his arse, the taste of his cum still lingering on my lips.
“E-Ezra!” Danny moaned, planting his hands on the bed and trying to sit up so he could look at me.
“Yes, baby?” I asked, taking my mouth away for the barest second and using that time to find the lube, pouring some onto my fingers. “Do you want me to stop?”
“No!”
“Is something wrong?”
“No. I… I… fuck, I want you to fuck me. Please!”
“I’m going to,” I said, gently pressing my lube-slicked fingers to his arse. “Patience, puppy.”
Danny flopped back onto the bed, any complaints dissolving into moans as I began to open him up.
As always, I was slow and careful. Partly because I loved driving him wild and seeing how long I could tease him for, but also because Danny was still new to anal penetration and I didn’t want to hurt him.
I didn’t know if I’d be able to hold back when I finally got inside him.
His pretty gasps and needy moans were music to my ears, making my aching cock throb and my hips roll against the bed as I tried to find some friction. Both of us were desperate now and I couldn’t wait any longer.
Slowly, I pulled my fingers out of him and reached for the condoms, rolling one on and slicking my shaft with more lube. “How do you want me to fuck you?” I asked as I looked at Danny spread out in front of me. He was more beautiful than anything I’d ever seen.
“Like this,” he said, beckoning me with a finger. “Want to be able to kiss you while you fuck me.”
I smiled as I slowly lined up my cock with his arse, gently pushing inside him before lowering myself down, planting one hand beside his head so I could kiss him. It was the most intimate we’d been, and there was something soft and tender about it.
Danny groaned as I filled him, letting out a shuddering breath against my mouth. “Mmm, love that. Love the way you feel inside me. It’s… fuck, it’s perfect.”
I kissed him deeply as I began to rock my hips, my thrusts slow and deep.
What had started as something feral and urgent had turned sweet and needy.
Our kisses were endless as I made love to him, bringing us closer to the edge in tandem.
I whispered words of praise and adoration between my kisses, swallowing his moans down.
He sank his fingers into my hair as he wrapped his legs around me, his hard cock rubbing against my body. He was already close—he was beautifully easy to read like that—and I knew I wouldn’t be far behind him, especially not when he came and his hole tightened around me.
“Wanna feel you come for me,” I said, murmuring the words into his mouth. “I know you can come untouched.”
Danny moaned, his kisses becoming desperate as his hips jerked. I shifted my body slightly, changing the angle of my cock as I fucked him a little faster. It was clearly what he needed because he cried out, his legs shaking as his cock pulsed, painting our bodies with his cum.
Knowing I’d done that to him was all it took to push me over the edge, and with a final thrust I came, his name a broken gasp on my lips as I pressed them against his.
“Stay,” Danny whispered as he peppered kisses to my face. “Please, Ezra, stay tonight.”
“Don’t worry, I’m not going anywhere.”
And I didn’t just mean that night. I wasn’t going anywhere tonight, tomorrow, next week, or next month.
I was going to be here, with Danny, for as long as he’d have me.
I might not have much to give, but I could give him every part of myself. Because even with my cracked edges and shattered centre, I knew there was nobody else I trusted to take care of my heart.
And I would take care of his in return.