DEREK
“Kieran, I’m sorry.”
“Please don’t say that. I couldn’t bear to be rejected by you.”
“Hey, look at me.” He took hold of Kieran’s chin gently, making their eyes meet. “This isn’t a rejection. There’s nothing I’d love to do more than keep kissing you for the rest of the day. I just don’t want to take advantage when you’re vulnerable.”
“I’m not going to break, you know.”
“I know, but it’s only been two weeks. Are you sure you want to do this?”
Kieran got off his lap, and Derek couldn’t help but reach out for him. What he wasn’t expecting was for Kieran to drop to his knees and bow to him.
“What are you doing, Kieran?”
“Isn’t this what you prefer?”
“Get up. Come and sit here,” he said, patting his lap.
“Did I do something wrong?” asked Kieran.
Derek was feeling so many emotions. He wanted to hold Kieran in his arms and take away all his pain.
Then seeing him on his knees made him want to edge him for hours, so he’d be begging for release.
Despite his desires, he knew if they moved to quickly, Kieran could have a trauma trigger, and they’d miss their chance.
This wouldn’t be a one and done for Derek.
The past two weeks caring for Kieran had only deepened his feelings for him.
He’d forgotten how much he got from caring for a partner.
It shouldn’t have come from something so horrific, but he wouldn’t deny Kieran the comfort he was clearly craving in this moment.
Any moral dilemma about their prior relationship was long gone.
“Kieran, can I take you to bed?”
He nodded his head and wriggled on his lap.
“Look at me, please.”
Their eyes met. Kieran was smiling as if he’d won something. This was his bratty side showing, which Derek would enjoy handling when he was stronger, but their first time together was going to be something different.
“Now, this will not be a scene, but I want you to use your safe word if you feel uncomfortable at all.”
“Why are we not doing a scene?”
“I want to cherish you rather than dominate you. We’ll have plenty of time for that another day.”
Kieran’s eyes widened.
“If I take you upstairs, Kieran, it won’t be a one-off. Are you okay with that?”
“I don’t understand.”
“Talk to me. Don’t worry about saying the words right, just tell me what’s on your mind.”
“Why would you want me for anything more than a fuck?”
Derek felt his eyes water. How many arseholes had this beautiful man come across in his short life?
Derek answered Kieran’s question by kissing him again and gripping his arse.
He moaned in pleasure, wriggling his hips and making Derek hard.
He could feel Kieran’s arousal pressed against his stomach.
Getting a firm grip under Kieran’s arse, he stood up and carried him upstairs.
They had to take their time as they couldn’t stop kissing each other.
Once they were in the bedroom, Derek laid Kieran down, pinning him with his body.
He looked into his eyes for any hesitation, but there was only heat.
That was all he needed to take his mouth again, still taking things slowly.
He wanted to explore every inch of him and find out what brought him pleasure.
Had he ever had someone do that for him?
He doubted it, given what Kieran had shared.
“What’s your safe word?”
“It was tomatoes, but it reminds me of him, so I think I’ll change it.”
“How about red?”
“That’s boring. I was thinking daddy would be a good safe word,” he said with a smirk.
“Are you being a brat?” Derek asked before he leaned forward and kissed Kieran’s neck.
“I just thought the word would snap us both out of it quickly.”
Derek snorted. He had a point. He licked Kieran’s ear, and he shuddered. Good to know. His neck was sensitive as well. He loved tracing the inked designs with his tongue. Kieran was so responsive, and he couldn’t wait to see what other sounds he could get out of him.
“How are you feeling?” he asked.
“Horny!”
Derek chuckled before pulling back and looking Kieran in the eyes.
“Take off your shirt.”
“Yes, sir.”
“You don’t need to call me that.”
“But do you like it?”
Derek didn’t even get to respond before Kieran was grinning at him.
He was going to be a bit of a handful, and he loved that.
He was still taking things slowly, though.
They’d be taking this at the pace he was setting.
Kieran pulled off his shirt and lay back on the bed. He was literally a work of art.
“Did you do most of these yourself?” he asked, using his fingertips to trace the designs, and seeing Kieran shudder from his touch.
“There are a couple on my legs that are mine. The others were shit, so I’ve had them covered up.”
“What about these?” asked Derek, running his thumbs over the bolts in Kieran’s nipples. He practically arched off the bed. “Good to know,” he chuckled.
“You’re not going to edge me, are you? I already feel close from you touching me.”
Derek gripped Kieran’s cock through his jeans. He was rock hard, and it had a decent girth to it. Derek was a total top, but he loved it when a cute guy came down his throat.
“Think of it as pleasuring, rather than edging.”
He glared at Derek, making him laugh. He flicked his tongue over Kieran’s pierced nipples, enjoying him wriggling beneath him.
Derek peppered gentle kisses across his chest and belly.
He had definition on his chest, and his belly was flat but softer, just how Derek liked it.
Overly built guys didn’t do it for him in the same way, but this was Kieran.
It was his heart Derek was drawn to. The gorgeous body was just a bonus.
Kieran’s breathing was getting shallower. He was close already. Derek loved that. He could have some fun with this, but not for their first time.
“Take the rest off,” he said, standing up.
He watched as Kieran wasted no time pulling his jeans off, followed by a colourful jock.
Did he wear those all the time? His cock slapped against his belly.
It had a nice thickness to it and was slightly curved.
The foreskin was pulled back, and he was dripping.
This wouldn’t take long, and Derek needed a taste.
He gripped Kieran’s cock and dropped to his knees. Kieran’s eyes widened.
“Are you okay, Kieran?”
“What are you doing?”
“I’m going to suck your cock, if that’s okay?”
“But you’re a dom.”
It was so matter-of-fact that Derek couldn’t help the flash of rage that went through him. How could any man have this beautiful person in front of them and not want to give him pleasure?
“It looks like I’ve got a lot to teach you, Kieran. Now lean back and think of England.”
Kieran laughed.
“And don’t hold back. I want to taste everything. You hear me, Kieran?”
He bit his lower lip and nodded. His whole body was trembling with desire.
Derek licked Kieran’s cock head. He tasted incredible.
Knowing this wouldn’t take long, he took Kieran down his throat, caressing the shaft with his tongue and sucking hard.
Just enough to put pressure on the sensitive cock head.
He bobbed up and down a few times, listening to his moans of pleasure, wondering what sounds he made when he properly let go.
Kieran thrust involuntarily down Derek’s throat, but he loved sucking cock, which always surprised his subs, so he’d perfected his gag reflex.
Kieran cried out as he came. He tasted absolutely divine.
Derek swallowed it all down, not wanting to miss a drop.
It was an impressive load. When Kieran had stopped twitching out his release, Derek released his cock and looked up at him.
His eyes were closed, and he was trying to catch his breath.
His entire body was flushed with pleasure.
Derek climbed back onto the bed and hovered over Kieran.
“How are you feeling?”
“I can’t speak right now.”
Derek chuckled. “What was that, then?”
“Words are limited.”
“Kieran, look at me.”
He opened his eyes. He looked completely blissed out. Derek couldn’t help but feel a ripple of pride knowing he’d done that to Kieran and got him out of his head for a bit.
“Can I kiss you?”
Kieran looked puzzled.
“Not everyone enjoys tasting themselves.”
“Oh,” he laughed. “I’ve never tried it. It’s the first time I’ve cum from a blow job.”
Derek leaned forward and kissed him gently. “Happy to be your first. Anything else you’ve always wanted to do?”
Kieran blushed.
“Well, now you have to tell me.”
“It’s not something we can do anyway.”
“Let me be the judge of that.”
“It involves not using condoms.”
“Keep going.”
“But . . .”
“You’re undetectable, aren’t you?”
Kieran nodded.
“So, keep going.”
“I saw it in porn.”
Derek raised an eyebrow. He liked this bashful side of Kieran. It wasn’t the self-loathing—which was something he would support Kieran in overcoming—it was cute embarrassment.
“Well, the top used the bottom’s cum as lube,” he said, then closed his eyes.
“Look at me, Kieran.”
He shook his head, so Derek took hold of his chin and kissed him deeply. Kieran moaned into the kiss. They kissed for a while, and Kieran ground up against Derek. He was getting hard again.
“I want to see you,” said Kieran.
“Open your eyes, then.”
“No, I want to see . . . everything . . . please.”
He hadn’t felt such an intense connection with anyone for a long time, and he would not deny the man when he’d asked so nicely. He stood up and pulled his polo shirt off first.
Kieran looked him up and down and licked his lips. He kept in reasonable shape, but he also loved his food, so he knew he had a belly. It didn’t seem to bother Kieran, though.
“Would you let me tattoo you?”
“I’d love you to do something for me. I came in for that consultation, remember?”
Kieran snorted. “And I told you to fuck off.”
Derek chuckled as he pulled his jeans and briefs down in one go. He felt relief when the air hit his painfully hard cock.
“Fuck me!” said Kieran.
“You’ll have to wait for that. I have something else in mind first.”