Chapter 24 #3
Looking up at Will’s body, painted with gold and shadow as the candles flicker around them, Nathan realises that waiting was the right call.
He’s panting, drenched in pleasure, has been from the moment their bodies came together.
The trust they built together was the foundation, carved the path for what Nathan can only imagine is the best of first times.
They have days of this ahead. Days of making love, cuddling close, spending time together. Days of romance. Days of holding Will in his arms, cherishing him, loving him.
Will pulls out abruptly. Nathan barely has time to react before Will’s hands are on him, turning him onto his side.
Will collapses down behind him, hands encouraging him to curl his legs, stroking the bunched muscles of his thigh.
He thrusts back inside, taking it slowly, his cock so much deeper in this new position.
His voice is a whisper in Nathan’s ear. “Okay?”
“Love you,” Nathan whispers back.
It’s more sensuous this way, less frantic. Will wraps Nate up in his arms, dipping his head to press kisses along the line of his shoulder. Murmurs I love you too, pressing the words into his skin. Nathan feels them sink in, bone deep, indelible.
Nathan curls his fingers around Will’s forearms, holding him as close as he can, pushing back to meet every thrust. Will’s breathing is erratic, approaching how he sounds at the height of his pleasure.
He wriggles one arm free from Nathan’s grasp, stroking an urgent path down his stomach towards his cock.
Nathan’s toes curl as Will starts pumping him, every muscle tightening as pleasure pools and builds.
Will groans helplessly. “Nate, I’m so close. Can I come inside you?”
“Yeah,” Nathan huffs, blood thrilling at the thought. “I want to feel you. Fill me up.”
“Fuck.” Will shudders, hips moving in short, jagged thrusts. “Think you can come like this?”
“I think so. Just keep… keep fucking me…”
Will pounds into him, working his body with determination, stroking his cock with intent.
He shivers and shudders with every movement, his legs starting to tremble, fingers flying from Will’s forearm to clutch at his flank, pawing at him to get him to move faster.
Will rises to the challenge, his hips snapping forward hard enough to jolt Nathan into the tight grip of his fist.
“Oh god, Will, fuck, yes,” Nate gasps.
His orgasm hits him like a train. His whole body tenses, drawing tight like an elastic band and releasing with a snap, reverberating through every inch of flesh to settle in his chest, his love condensing into something so heavy and thick it’s an effort to breathe, gabbling staccato statements of adoration as he spills onto his stomach and over Will’s fingers.
Warmth blooms inside him, Will’s orgasm following his.
He comes back to himself, the tension escaping his body slowly, leaving him weightless in the afterglow.
“That was incredible.” Will’s voice is hoarse, dripping with love. “You okay?”
Nathan blinks his eyes open, uncertain when he closed them. Looks down at Will’s arms, wrapped tight around him, Nathan’s fingers striping the butterflies etched on his skin.
He catches a glimpse of new colours, contrasting with stark black lines. He peels his hand away slowly, heart thumping in his chest.
Second hand concern floods his senses. “Nate? Are you okay?”
Tears prickle behind Nathan’s eyes, wonder spreading slowly through his body. “Will. Look.”
He draws their entwined hands away from his chest, holding their arms up awkwardly in the air above them. Candlelight dances on their skin, playing amongst the glittering colours of markings that haven’t been seen for years.
Will sucks in a breath, clutching Nate closer as he gazes up at their bondmarks, winding boughs and blossoms, leaves curling elegantly behind the stark black of Will’s butterflies, trailing over Nathan’s paler skin.
“The bond…?” Will sounds incredulous, but Nathan can feel him, joyful certainty telling him that Will has already absorbed the meaning. “We’re still…”
Nate lets their arms drop and wriggles free, separating their bodies before he rolls over to face him, pure bright joy singing in his blood.
He reaches out, guided by an instinct he hasn’t used in years, seeking the bridge between them, the bond that connects them, tasting the quiet delight that bleeds across.
“It didn’t break. The bond didn’t break, Will. I can feel you again.”
“I know, my Nate, I know. I can feel you too.” Will reaches for him, stroking a reassuring thumb over Nathan’s cheekbone, tears glittering in his eyes.
They drift together, Will’s eyes fluttering closed at the last possible moment before Nate’s lips connect with his.
The kiss starts slow, gentle and affectionate, every shimmering mote of emotion echoing across the bond in perfect harmony.
Their heads tilt, fingers tangling, skin against skin, the kiss deepening until it feels like their souls are entwining, melding together in every shared breath.
Will’s emotions echo through the bond, a kaleidoscope of butterflies, sparkling and magnificent. “I love you.”
“Forever.” Nathan holds him close, his breath light and free in his chest at last.