Chapter Thirteen
Briggs
I wake up pressed against Wade’s strong back, my forehead between his shoulder blades. The room has grown cold as we slept, my nose feeling rosy against Wade’s hot skin.
“Wade?”
There’s a groan as I wrap my hand around Wade’s middle, touching his stomach.
I let my hand wander, unable to think of anything other than the promise he made me last night.
I want to fuck Wade so badly my stomach hurts.
I want to feel him inside of me. I want to connect with him in a way I’ve never done with anyone before.
My hand sweeps higher, brushing against his pec. I feel his nipple harden and I can’t help but tease it, listening as Wade makes the most adorable noise, still not fully awake.
I kiss his back as my hand moves even higher, cupping his throat. I feel his Adam’s apple against my palm. I brush my fingers against his chin. Gods, he’s so fucking sexy. I still can’t believe I’m allowed to feel this way, that I’m allowed to touch him so freely.
I’ve been holding myself back for as long as I’ve known Wade.
I didn’t want to overwhelm him after we escaped that awful camp.
He needed time to breathe, time to just be free.
My feelings didn’t wait though. How could they?
It feels inevitable that I would fall in love with this strong, kind, gentle giant of a man.
In another life, I think we would have met more naturally. We’d have a stereotypical romance after bumping into each other for coffee. We’d have fucked around before getting serious, moving in together. Maybe we’d adopt a dog or maybe a cat together.
That’s not our life though and despite everything, I wouldn’t trade this life for anything. We found each other in the darkness. We came together when all else was lost. We fought, tooth and nail, to protect each other. Our bond is forged in fire and trauma, because of that, it’s unshakable.
“Wade,” I say again, nipping at his right shoulder. “Are you awake?”
Wade hums softly, his hand moving up from the bed and lacing his fingers with mine where it still sits against his throat. He squeezes my fingers.
“I believe you have a promise to keep,” I tell him, unable to keep myself from smirking against his back.
Somehow, despite just waking up, Wade immediately gets the upper hand. In a move that steals my breath, he’s flipped our positions so that I’m flat on my back with him between my legs. I stare up at him with wide eyes that only somehow widen further when he ducks down and kisses me.
My arms wrap around his back, keeping him close as we kiss. Wade’s tongue shoves into my mouth and I whine, the sound swallowed by his lips. My body goes from zero to a hundred in a matter of seconds. My cock throbs where it’s trapped in my boxers, aching to be touched.
“Wade,” I gasp out as he shoves his hips down, rubbing them against my own. Our cocks brush and it makes my head spin with lust. This is familiar. This is what we’re used to doing.
It seems so stupid now, thinking we were just getting off together as nothing more than friends. We cared about each other so deeply even then, but we were holding ourselves back. We didn’t want to fuck up what we already had. It’s silly, thinking about now.
“The sounds you make,” Wade breathes out, moving his mouth down my jaw. “They’re so pretty. Could get off just listening to you.”
“Fuck,” I hiss out, my fingers tightening in the back of Wade’s shirt. “Fuck, Wade.”
“Yeah. That’s the plan. If you still want it.”
“Yes. Please. I want to feel you, Wade. I need it. Need to feel.”
Wade pushes himself up so he can stare down at me. His eyes meet mine and something seems to pass between us. He cups my face gently, running his thumb over my skin.
“I understand,” he says softly and in that moment I know he does. We both need this. We need to feel the intimacy of it, the closeness. We need the reminder that we’ve made it through the other side. That we’re still alive, still together.
Wade crawls out of bed, digging into the dresser. He tosses a container of lube towards me before getting out of his clothes. I have no idea where the lube came from but I’m glad he found it. That’s going to feel so much better than trying to do this with spit.
As much as I’d like to sit here and stare, I get to work on my own clothes, wanting to get naked as soon as possible, knowing what comes next.
Anticipation lights up my veins, stirring a fire within my gut. My cock is so hard that it hurts. As much as I want to wrap my hand around myself and take a bit of pressure off, I don’t dare for fear of coming too soon. I am not getting off until Wade is inside me.
When Wade joins me in bed again, he doesn’t crawl between my legs. He settles himself on his side, his right leg over my right, pulling my thighs open. He pours some lube onto his fingers, bringing them between my legs.
“Tell me if anything feels uncomfortable. I want to make you feel good.”
I turn my head and steal his lips in a fierce kiss. As our tongues touch, Wade’s finger swirls around my hole. The sensation is dizzying in the most wonderful way. When he pushes inside, I tense for only a moment before relaxing again, allowing him inside.
We stay like that for a long time, making out, holding each other, as Wade fingers me open. Eventually, it becomes too much and I can’t wait a moment longer.
“Wade,” I breathe out against his lips. “Please, I’m ready. Fuck me.”
“Okay,” he says softly, pulling his fingers free.
He adds some more lube to his cock before flipping me over to my stomach. He crawls on top of me, covering my entire body with his own. He’s so much broader than me, the time we’ve spent together doing wonderful things to his body. He makes me feel so small in this position.
In other circumstances, I might have felt like this position wasn’t as personal as face to face, but that’s not the case. I can feel Wade all around me. He wraps his arms around my chest, holding on tight as he carefully positions his cock to my hole.
I breathe out a long sigh as he pushes in, breaching my body. The stretch is a lot, but the lube helps. Wade starts kissing my shoulders and the back of my neck. I feel my body relax even further, allowing him to press in until his hips meet my ass.
“Briggs,” Wade breathes out, his voice breaking. “Briggs. You feel incredible.”
“You too,” I tell him, my words coming out slurred. “You too, Wade. Fuck. Move, please. I need you to move.”
“I’ve got you,” he says, his arms tightening further. He holds me as he slowly fucks me, pulling out almost all the way before sliding back into my body.
We’ve been so pent up, not only physically but also emotionally. I was expecting our first time like this to be rough and fast, unable to hold ourselves back. Instead, Wade fucks me slowly, taking his time, savoring the feel of my body. It nearly brings me to tears.
“God, Wade. You feel so good. I never let myself dream of having this with you,” I confess, barely above a whisper.
“Me too,” he says back, his mouth working a mark into my skin against my left shoulder. “Wanted you so badly but didn’t want to fuck things up. I was so scared for so long.”
“I know. I know, Wade.”
“I’m not scared anymore. The only thing I’m scared of is losing you.”
“That’s not gonna happen,” I say, turning my head so that I can look over my shoulder at him. Instead of saying anything else, Wade leans up so he can kiss me.
The angle is awkward and not very comfortable but that’s okay. All I care about is kissing him. All I care about is Wade knowing how much I want him, how much I love him.
Wade’s hips pick up speed, thrusting into me quicker. My cock is trapped against the sheets below me, rubbing against it. It feels so good. I’m so close to coming already.
“I love you,” Wade says breathlessly between wet kisses to my shoulders. “I love you, Briggs. Don’t you dare ever leave me.”
“I won’t,” I say, declaring it like a promise. I don’t know the future but I know I’ll do everything in my power to stay with Briggs. I will fight and rage and war. Nothing is taking me from him. Not while I’m still breathing. “I love you too.”
“Fuck, Briggs,” Wade gasps out, his hips moving even faster. What started off slow is now turned into a frenzy of hips. His hips piston into me, over and over, stealing my breath.
“I’m close,” I tell Wade in warning. “So close. Almost there. Come with me, Wade.”
“Yeah, yeah. Me too.”
My body tenses with pleasure as Wade nails my prostate.
It only takes a few more thrusts, my cock rubbing against the sheets beneath me before I’m coming with a cry.
Wade fucks me through it before his hips are still as well.
I can feel his cum warm my insides, leaving me feeling tingly all over with aftershocks of pleasure.
Fuck, that was so good. Better than I could have imagined.
When Wade rolls over, pulling himself from my ass, we both wince. His arms wrap around me and I find my face pressed against his chest, holding on tight.
Wade’s fingers dance across my back, my skin breaking out with goosebumps. I kiss his chest, right over his heart.
“I can’t believe we made it here,” Wade whispers, his hands tightening around me for a moment before going back to sliding up and down my spine.
“I know,” I say back. “Who knew we’d somehow find haven in all this? It feels like I’m dreaming.”
Wade reaches down and pinches my ass. “Not dreaming,” he says with the smallest smile.
“Not dreaming,” I agree, “but still, it feels unreal. Are we really staying here? Making a little community with Lawrence and Devin?”
There’s a moment of silence, both of us stuck in our heads before Wade finally nods. “Yeah,” he says softly, “I think we really are. Does that seem okay to you?”
“Yeah, I think it does. I’m afraid to let myself hope, but for some reason, this place makes me wanna. You know what I mean?”
“I feel the same way. Even before we got here, I’ve been starting to allow myself to hope, all thanks to you. You make me wanna hope for a better future. You make me think about having a future at all instead of just surviving another day.”
My heart aches inside my chest. I love this man so fucking much. How the hell did I get so lucky as to stumble onto him? How the hell did fate decide to cross our paths at the perfect time?
“We’re more than just survivors now,” I say, my voice choking with emotion. “I want to dream with you. We’re gonna live to the fullest, as much as we can despite everything.”
Wade cups my cheek, bringing my face up to his. We kiss the morning away. It feels so indulgent. Maybe that’s what life can be from now on. Maybe we’re allowed indulgences every once in a while.
Maybe we’re allowed to love and live and be safe.
Maybe we’re allowed to have this haven.