Chapter 24 #2
“No, no, don’t shut up. I like it.” Will shifts his weight, lifting his hand to cup Nathan’s face, sweeping the worry away. “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
Their mouths drift together, languid and easy.
They fall into kisses so consuming that the edges of them blur away into nothingness, fall into a rhythm so hypnotic Nathan feels a little high from it.
Will’s body starts moving against his, nothing jarring, nothing hard, just little grinding rolls that press and drag in exactly the best ways.
Nathan’s hips rise to meet him, time and time again, until he’s so high he’s nearly breathless.
The world tilts as Will rolls them onto their sides, legs tangled. His hand pushes into the tight space between them, fingers beginning to tease the slick tip of Nathan’s cock. Biting back a moan, Nathan follows suit.
Despite the frenzied pleasure of the past few weeks, the familiarity it birthed between them, tonight feels different. He gazes up into Will’s eyes, breath catching in his chest for so many reasons. His toes curl and his heart aches, so in love with this man, body and soul.
Eventually their teasing strokes turn firmer, heavier. Eventually Nathan’s so breathless he’s afraid the night will end too early. He rolls them over again, letting his legs spread to cradle his Will, letting their kiss fade into nothing. “Touch me. Get me ready for you.”
“You’re sure you want to do this?”
A smile blooms on his lips, blossoming under Will’s care. “Yeah. I’m sure.”
It balances on the knife edge between unhurried and excessive, Will’s preparation. Not that Nathan minds. The first gentle breach of his finger makes his heart clench and his body clutch, pleasure thick like honey spreading through him as Will takes care of him.
He’s soft and yielding when Will adds another, shuddering with need when he adds a third. Will touches him carefully, thoughtfully, the lines between his eyebrows betraying the attention he pays to the movements that make him moan.
Will’s skin yields to him time and time again, nails and fingertips digging in deeper as the sensations build and blur together, setting every nerve alight. He’s not sure it could feel better, honestly, body strung so much tighter because it’s him.
And then Will caresses another spot inside him and he sees stars, eyes snapping open as he crushes his Will as close as he possibly can.
“Good?”
“Fuck, yes.” It’s a small mercy that Will doesn’t stop moving, fingers plunging and twisting inside him. Nathan wants him to stop and to keep going, to bring him to the peak of his pleasure now and to keep him climbing, all at the same time. “I need you. Please, Will.”
“Sure?”
Passion boils over into desperation. “Yes. Take me.”
And then Will’s pulling his fingers free of the clutch of Nathan’s impatient body, reaching for a bottle and slicking himself until his cock glistens in the candlelight, pushing a wayward curl behind his ear as he covers Nathan’s body with his own.
They kiss, Will’s tongue pushing into his mouth as his cock slides tantalisingly close to where Nathan wants it. Needs it.
“Will. I love you.”
He sits back, tugging Nathan’s body down the bed and up his thighs, the head of his cock brushing and bumping his softened hole. “I love you too.”
Nathan exhales, relaxing his body as Will positions himself and pushes gently inside him.
The feeling is overwhelming, Will’s fingers somehow enough and not enough to prepare him. Part of it is in his head, he’s sure of it. Nathan relaxes and bears down, drawing a shuddering breath as Will stops moving.
“Feel okay? We can stop if it’s too much.”
Nathan feels himself relax further under Will’s care, the burn fading. “Yeah. Keep going.”
Will bites his lip, dipping to brush a kiss over Nathan’s lips before he pushes deeper. It feels good, taking Will inside him, and it must feel good for Will too, because he’s gasping as he works himself deeper in delicate thrusts until his hips are pressed firm against Nathan’s arse.
“Nate? Are you alright? Any pain?”
“No, no pain. Give me a moment.” Nathan digs his fingers into Will’s forearms, anchoring himself as he gazes up into Will’s eyes.
Will swallows, his eyes glossy with unshed tears. “I didn’t… Now I know why they say making love is different.”
“Oh, Will. Kiss me.”
Their lips find each other, Nathan’s hand raising to tangle his fingers in Will’s hair.
Nathan’s heart pounds like he’s running a marathon, emotions pinging through his mind and body unchecked.
Will’s hips strain forwards, as if he could push deeper into Nathan’s body, as if he wants to crawl into him and love him from the inside out.
Slowly, his body adjusts, desire and confidence flaring as one. “Will. I’m ready. Take me.”
Will pulls out a little, pushes back in, setting a gentle pace. His gaze is intense, scanning Nathan’s face and his body, making sure there’s no discomfort, only pleasure.
Nathan’s hips rise to meet each thrust. “God, Will, this is…”
Will smiles, stilling inside him. “It’s what, exactly?”
“Don’t stop.” Nathan glares at him, only half teasing.
It’s so satisfying, the slow drag as Will pulls out and pushes back inside. He does it again, taking his time.
Nathan tightens his legs around Will’s waist, presses his heel down into the small of Will’s back. “Please, Will.”
“Tell me.” Will keeps his thrusts long and slow, a smile dancing on his lips. “Tell me how it feels.”
Nathan’s blood sparks. He appreciates Will’s gentleness, appreciates the extent of his care, but he wants more.
He pulls him down into a kiss, Will’s lips hot and sweet against his for just a moment before he kisses up the slope of his cheekbone, plotting a path to his ear. “You feel so good inside me.”
Will shudders, his cock twitching inside him. “You like it?”
“I love it. I can’t even tell you how much I love it.” Nathan’s tongue darts out to caress the shell of Will’s ear, desperate to goad him into more. “Promise me.”
He knows what he’s doing. The nights they’ve spent together, tangled in bed, teasing each other and sharpening their pleasure… Nathan knows how Will responds to his words, especially when they’re dirty and sweet at the same time.
“Promise you what, my Nate?”
Nathan exhales, letting his breath caress the sensitive contours of Will’s ear. “Promise me you’ll fuck me like this forever.”
“I promise. Forever,” Will moans as he thrusts hard, mouth descending on Nathan’s a moment later. They kiss frantically, fingers indenting flesh as Will’s hips move again and again, giving Nathan his love in short, ragged thrusts.
He shifts, planting his knees and splaying his hands on Nate’s hips, tugging him in to meet him as he thrusts into his body. Nathan hears his own moans, deep and resonant, reflecting the pleasure that assaults him as Will fucks him, better than he could ever have imagined.
There’s cool relief mixed in with heated passion, bone deep relief that he likes bottoming.
If he didn’t, that would be fine too; he knows Will would be fine.
But the feeling of him, the intimacy of taking Will inside him…
there’s something almost magical about it, a glowing, sparkling ribbon Nathan can almost feel as it wraps itself around his heart.
The gentle thud of skin against skin turns into a full-on slap as Will increases the pace. He manipulates Nate’s hips and his own, changing the angle until he finds Nathan’s prostate, turning his moans high and sharp.