11. Chapter Eleven
Chapter Eleven
Drew
Underneath him, Drew felt Zach let out a shuddering breath. Oh god, it was all so real, so real and definitely not a dream because he’d never had a dream so good, so right...
Drew let himself get lost in Zach’s eyes for the millionth time, and he tried to commit to memory the way everything felt as he caressed Zach’s cheek with the pad of his thumb. The warmth of his skin and the slight stubble and the way that Zach was looking back up at him like he was the only person in the world that mattered—everything was so perfect. And though it seemed ridiculous to even think it, Drew felt like he was even more in love, even more attracted to Zach than he had been earlier.
At that moment, he didn’t even care if this was all a dream—if it wasn’t real, he didn’t want to know. His arousal was twitching insistently, pressed so achingly wonderfully against Zach’s erection. God, was this desire or love or... everything?
Neither of them had spoken for several long seconds, Zach with his quickened breaths and endless blue eyes and Drew feeling the zing and warmth and fire of whatever was going on in his body besides straight-up sexual desire. Something deep in his heart was telling him all sorts of beautiful stories, happily ever afters he hadn’t even dared to dream of .
Drew was flooded with a sense of absolute belonging, his heart feeling like it was overflowing. This man right here, he was just...
“You’re so perfect,” Drew murmured. “I... really, really like you, Zach.”
Zach’s breath seemed to hitch. He let out a huff, and his cheeks flushed, turning just a shade darker as his gaze dipped for a second.
“I really, really like you too,” Zach said in a low whisper that sounded husky but with that slight edge of now-familiar anxiousness. “It—it feels right, right? Part of me wants to explain it, to figure it out, but most of me, most of me wants to just feel it. Like—like... ah, shit. You already told me not to overthink. I’m—I’m gonna shut up now. I think you might need to kiss me to—”
Drew dipped down to crush his lips against Zach’s, capturing them over and over again. He tasted and explored, savoring the wet heat of Zach’s mouth and the way his whole body seemed to respond. Tingling and warm and even more aroused. After a moment, he pulled back slightly and grinned down at Zach, and the sight of Zach’s matching grin, his eyes half-open, his expression relaxed and happy, sent another pulse of arousal through him, making his dick twitch with want.
“I like this method of shutting up my brain,” Zach said, sounding a bit breathless. “Very, very effective. You think we can try it on the flight to Dallas?”
“Mm-hmm.” Drew dipped in for a quick kiss. “Though, I’m not entirely certain it was effective, given we’re still, you know, talking,” he teased as he pressed his hips into Zach’s, eliciting a moan and then a breathy laugh.
“I said effective for shutting up my brain . You might have to keep kissing me or—” Zach moaned again as Drew rocked against him again. “Ahh, god, yeah—more than kiss me? To—to keep testing the—the— Oh god, that’s good,” Zach rasped. “What was I saying?”
Drew smiled as he dipped down and pressed a light kiss to Zach’s lips, then lifted his head so he could look down at Zach again. “I think you were saying that I have to kiss you for science?”
Zach grinned again and nodded, his hands suddenly at Drew’s waist and tugging him closer. “For science. Mm-hmm.”
Drew held Zach’s gaze for a moment longer, though he could feel the buildup of this desperate need for more pressure and friction as his hips rocked a slow-paced rhythm against Zach. His breath started coming in short pants, and he lowered himself down to rest on his forearms, his body now flush against Zach’s. His lips found that amazing spot on Zach’s neck, a dip and curve just above his collarbone, and Drew’s hips kept their pace, still rocking slowly even though the burn of desire had increased substantially.
“Ah, goddd,” Zach moaned. “You feel so good.”
“Mmm.” Drew’s lips hummed against Zach’s skin. “You too. So good.”
Soon, his whole body was aching, yearning for something closer, more intimate. Even more intimate than this. He wanted to make love to Zach—he didn’t even know what exactly that meant for them physically, but that was definitely what he wanted.
Drew rested his forehead on Zach’s shoulder, his hips pausing their rocking. He could hear his pulse thundering in his ears and felt Zach’s short, warm breaths against his skin.
Zach’s hands slid up over Drew’s back and to his neck, and Drew felt him tugging gently, urging Drew to look at him. When he lifted his head and found Zach’s eyes, still strikingly blue though darkened with arousal, the raw desire and affection and the tinge of concern he saw took Drew’s breath away.
“Are you okay? Zach asked, flushed and slightly breathless .
Looking in Zach’s eyes, feeling his touch, Drew trembled with the sudden realization that yes, he was in fact okay. Somehow, he thought maybe he’d never been more okay in his whole life than he was in this moment. Because right here in this room tonight, he didn’t have to be anyone but himself. There were just the two of them, and this version of Drew that Zach knew was the real version. The one that felt the most true.
He nodded slowly as he fought back tears, and even though they were tears of elation and joy and relief, he didn’t want to explain anything to Zach right now. He just wanted to show him.
“Yeah,” Drew rasped. “I’m perfect. Everything’s perfect.”
Drew brought his mouth down to meet Zach’s, capturing his lips in a slow, deep kiss that gradually grew in its intensity. His hips resumed their rocking, and he gave in to all the emotions he was feeling because he didn’t want to miss a damned thing.
Fire and yearning raced through him in equal measure, fueled by Zach’s whimpers and moans as their hips moved in some haphazardly tandem motion. The sweet pressure and the friction of his aching shaft rubbing against Zach’s rock-hard length were electrifying.
It was minutes or maybe just seconds before Drew’s breath started coming in short pants again, and he could feel his climax starting to build. It was tempting to just keep going and let it happen, but that wasn’t what he wanted. No, he wanted this to last longer, even if he knew it couldn’t last forever.
So he gentled his kisses and slowed the rocking of his hips, and he started on a hungry path with his lips down Zach’s jaw and to his throat, stopping for a moment to give extra-gentle kisses to the newly formed hickey on Zach’s neck. Then he continued, moving lower, fluttering open-mouthed kisses over Zach’s chest. He paused again, wanting to experience the warmth and taste and pebbled hardness of Zach’s nipples as he laved his tongue over one and then the other, paying equal attention to each one until Zach started to whimper.
Zach’s hands came up to frame Drew’s face, and he whimpered a bit more and tugged at Drew, as though he was too overcome, too aroused to speak. But then Zach finally managed a raspy “Oh god, please kiss me.”
Drew was only too happy to oblige, immediately moving back up to Zach’s waiting lips and then kissing him deeply, passionately, like there was no one else in the world who would ever make him feel like this. And in that moment, he knew, somehow he knew that Zach was it—there would never be anyone else, and this was something he needed to cherish and hold onto and... oh god...
His balls tightened, and his dick pulsed as a tingling threatened to run the length of his spine. He backed off quickly, giving Zach just one more deep kiss before he descended to his previous position.
He wanted to feel what it was like to make Zach come, to be the one to pleasure him, taste him, suck him until he came apart. Drew was already making his way down Zach’s abs by the time Zach could manage a protest, but it was one that quickly turned into a long moan, then rapid pants, followed by a breathless “Oh god, yes. Drew...” when Drew’s lips teased just above his waistband.
Drew smiled briefly against Zach’s skin, loving the way his name sounded when Zach said it—so husky and erotic—and the way Zach’s stomach muscles twitched and moved under his lips and tongue. He flexed his fingers on Zach’s hips, almost desperate to remove the rest of his clothing.
Drew could feel the heat of Zach’s arousal just beneath his face, and he brushed a quick kiss near Zach’s happy trail and another on his hip. He looked up at Zach, finding his half-lidded gaze, and Drew didn’t even have to ask the question before Zach nodded slightly and whispered, “Please.” A deep tug of arousal was followed immediately by an aching squeeze of his heart, and Drew felt both awed and grateful for Zach’s trust.
Slowly, reverently, he pulled Zach’s pants down, carefully drawing the material over Zach’s rock-hard shaft. The sight of Zach’s dick, swollen with need and so rigid, sent bolts of desire straight to his own erection, and the reality of the moment made his breath catch. Part of him felt this strange urge to cry, his heart so full with joy and gratitude and anticipation for this moment he thought he’d never have, wasn’t meant to have—the chance to make love to someone...
Drew wasn’t sure what his plan had been or if he’d even had one at all, but seeing the precum leaking out of Zach’s slit sent another jolt through him. He wrapped his fingers around the base of Zach’s shaft, keeping it steady as he lowered his mouth. Drew kissed the tip, letting his tongue peek out to lick up the slightly salty drops of fluid as it slid along Zach’s slit. He heard himself moan, and Zach moaned too. God, it was amazing, touching and tasting Zach like this. It only made him crave more.
Not waiting, Drew dipped down again and took Zach’s crown into his mouth and then a little deeper, and the heat and the silkiness of Zach’s skin against his tongue and the way Zach sucked in a shuddering breath were so erotic, so powerful. He loved it.
With every inch deeper, every slide in and out of his mouth, every gasp and moan and rasp of his name from Zach’s lips, everything became even more amplified. The love and the intimacy and—oh fuck—the arousal. Drew was impossibly hard now, the feeling so intense he could scarcely breathe, but he wanted Zach’s pleasure first. He wanted Zach to come apart before anything else.
He sucked with gentle pressure, his hand on Zach’s shaft coming up to meet his lips with every downward motion, and he let his tongue move, feeling and tasting more and more of Zach’s length with every stroke. And then he felt Zach swell larger in his mouth and heard Zach’s breath quicken even more.
“Ahh, oh god . . . Drew . . . Drew . . . I’m gonna . . .”
The sound of Zach’s panted words shot straight through Drew, making his dick throb almost painfully. Zach moaned long and loud, and he came in strong, powerful spurts, the warmth of his seed hitting the back of Drew’s throat.
Drew’s pulse was thundering in his chest and in his ears, his heart feeling... god, he didn’t even know what. All he knew was that it had felt almost like he’d had his own orgasm without Zach even having touched him. Trembling with the power of the moment, Drew swallowed down Zach’s release and then let Zach’s spent arousal slip from his mouth.
An urgency he’d never felt before hit him, and he quickly pushed himself up to Zach’s side, his body resting half over Zach’s, and covered Zach’s lips with his own. “God, Zach... that was... that was incredible,” Drew said between kisses. After a moment, he finally pulled back slightly, propping himself on his elbows so he could see Zach’s face, and he brought one hand up to caress Zach’s brow, his cheek, his chin, his lips. “You’re... so beautiful. I...”
Zach let out a breathy chuckle, his chest still rising and falling rapidly as he came down from his climax. “I thought... I thought those were my lines. But, uh...” He exhaled sharply. “God, words are extra really hard right now, so take what you will of my lines.”
Drew huffed out a laugh, even as he found himself getting lost in those magical blue eyes again. But then he felt Zach’s hands on his ass cheeks over his pajama pants, squeezing and pulling him even closer.
Zach grinned as he squeezed again and shifted slightly, pressing his thigh against Drew’s dick. “Feels like something else is extra really hard right now... ”
“Yeah,” Drew rasped, gently rocking his hips against Zach’s thigh.
“C-can I... ?” Zach asked as he pushed slightly into Drew, trying to roll them over, maybe.
Drew could only nod, though he wasn’t entirely sure what he was agreeing to. Anything, anything for you, Zach was what he wanted to say. He’d only ever dreamed of feeling this way, this intoxicating mix of love and desire that seemed to fill his chest and ignite every nerve in his body, making it wonderfully impossible for him to breathe normally.
They moved, although it was less than graceful, and the feel of the slightly cool comforter on Drew’s back awakened his senses a bit. Zach hadn’t quite reversed their positions, but something about the way Zach’s naked body was warm against him, a hand splayed out on his chest and a leg hooked over his own, made Drew’s heart feel even fuller.
Drew reached over to stroke Zach’s cheek and then tugged him in for a quick kiss. But it didn’t end up being quick at all. The fire still burning in Drew’s belly and the insistent throbbing of his erection made Drew crave even more—a deeper, more passionate kiss—and he pulled Zach closer to him.
And as their mouths moved together, all heat and silk and magic, Drew felt Zach’s hand start to wander, stopping just when his fingertips dipped just below Drew’s waistband. He heard himself whimper, his hips already drifting, trying to seek out the touch he so urgently needed.
“Please,” he managed against Zach’s lips.
His dick twitched in anticipation as Zach’s hand continued downward and found its target, his warm fingers curling around Drew’s hard shaft. “Oh god, Zach...” Drew cried out, breaking their kiss .
“God, you’re so hard, so smooth,” Zach said almost breathlessly as he made long strokes up and down Drew’s shaft.
Zach paused his strokes to circle his thumb over the crown of Drew’s dick, slick with precum. Drew felt himself jerk in Zach’s grasp, instinctively pumping his hips slightly as Zach resumed his stroking. “I’m gonna... I’m not gonna last... Ahh... good... fuck, so good...”
There was tingling and throbbing deep within his balls, and his heart pounded as he pressed his head back into the pillows.
“Come for me. Come for me, baby,” Zach murmured, his lips wet against Drew’s neck.
And then there was a powerful explosion of light and heat and every nerve ending in his body coming alive as his dick pulsed with his release again and again and again. It seemed like forever but no time at all, and the next thing he knew, all his muscles were weak and trembling as his mind slowly swam back into focus and he tried to breathe.
Zach’s lips were still on Drew’s neck, and he could feel Zach smiling against his skin. “That didn’t quite go to plan, but god, you’re so fucking sexy.”
Drew could barely manage to huff out a laugh as he fought to open his eyes. He felt Zach press another kiss to his neck before shifting to look at Drew. “What was the plan?” Drew asked breathlessly.
“Well, I’m not actually sure, but I think I’d meant to get those pants off before, uh...”
They both laughed, an airy laugh that made Drew feel so alive and free. He couldn’t even remember the last time he’d laughed like that. As he pulled Zach in for a deep, languid kiss, Drew marveled at the way his heart felt so full and so light, so full of love he was afraid it would overflow.