Chapter Four #5
“Yes, because the way you said that made me feel like I’ve neglected a need of yours, and I don’t want that to happen in our relationship. You realize you can ALWAYS touch my ass. What I said before was just a way to put you over my knee. I don’t care that you explored.”
He said nothing.
And Michael got it.
He’d made Graham feel like that wasn’t accessible to him, and that was anything but the truth. If he wanted to fuck him, he was more than welcome to do it. Michael was an equal opportunity gay.
He liked giving and receiving.
“I didn’t think I was allowed,” he said honestly. “When I broke us, and I finally got you back…”
He stopped him.
“Baby, you didn’t break us. We broke us, and just like that, we can fix each other. If you want to touch me or find pleasure in my body, I want that. I’m all yours. You don’t have to walk on eggshells for me.”
It was clear there was still damage in Graham that their marriage and reunion didn’t heal.
“I assumed you didn’t want that,” Graham said. “It was never offered up.”
That hurt Michael’s heart, but not for himself.
For Graham.
Taking his face in his hands, he softly kissed him on the mouth, sharing that gentleness. When he broke it, he shared with him.
“You assumed. You should just ask. Hey, can I fuck your ass? The answer is ALWAYS going to be yes, Graham. You’re my husband, and we share each other. If you want to be in me, just say it. I’m never going to say no.”
He rested his forehead against his.
There was a weight removed from his heart.
When D’Artangnan came back, he’d been a new man, literally. Michael was different in a few ways.
“I’ve missed sharing that intimacy with you. I’d like to have that back, too,” Graham stated.
Michael smiled.
“Okay,” he said, wanting his husband to have everything he craved and needed. As his partner in life, his joy was his too. “Have at me.”
Graham hugged him.
“I love you so much, D’Artangnan,” he whispered as he said it. As he was straddling his lap, he shared his heart. “Thank you for sharing you.”
Michael held him.
“We’re each other’s one and only for a reason, Graham. What’s mine is yours, and what’s yours is mine. That’s how a relationship, a marriage, works. Where do you want me? Because I’m excited to share my body with my husband.”
He was excited too.
“I like face-to-face,” he admitted.
Well, then, that was exactly what his husband was getting. Either way, he was getting off, so, there were no losers in this game.
Sliding down, and taking Graham with him, his husband moved between his thighs and found Michael’s mouth with his. The kiss took them back up the climb, as did the wandering hands. Before both men knew it, they were rolling around the bed, and back in that same position.
The bedding was a mess, but they were the happiest they’d ever been.
They were home.
Together.
When he felt the nudge, Michael relaxed and let his husband take control.
The feeling of him filling him again, after all of these years was probably the highlight of his day. He’d missed this, and now, it was back too.
“D’Artangnan,” Graham whispered, as he filled his husband’s ass, and the feeling…
God.
He’d missed this.
He’d missed this connection to him in the worst way. So much so, that it brought tears to his eyes.
It was special, and it was perfect.
Then, he began moving.
As he did, Michael moaned in pleasure. His erection was caught between their bodies, and once more, he was filled with that overwhelming need to explode.
Neither spoke.
The moment was just too perfect. They were finally complete and whole again.
Because of each other.
The tempo of their lovemaking calmed, and now, no one was in control.
They were just enjoying the journey.
“I’m close,” Graham admitted, as it was his turn to see how brutal it was to hold onto control.
It was slipping.
Quickly.
“More,” Michael said, his body crisscrossed with goosebumps and the chills. In that moment, he felt so good, he never wanted it to stop.
Graham was fighting for his life, but he wanted nothing more than to give his husband this moment. Michael took care of him every single moment of the day. This was his way of giving him something back.
His whole heart.
As he was about to slip, and take that tumble, Michael lost that battle first, exploding in one hell of an eruption. Graham felt the heat across his chest, and that tore him from the edge.
He came hard, filling his husband’s ass for the first time in over seven years.
And it was amazing.
As he collapsed onto the bigger man’s body, he felt arms wrapping around him, as he was held.
Then, his dick slipped from his body, and he was cuddled against him. Oh, there was no place he’d rather be than right here.
Graham sighed.
“Is that in contentment?” Michael asked, leaving kisses on his husband’s shoulder.
Oh, it absolutely was.
His body was lax, calm, and satiated.
“Best moment of my life, next to our wedding,” he admitted.
Yeah, that made Michael smile.
His too.
“I love you, Graham,” he said, holding him. “Don’t ever forget that. You’re my whole world.”
The man smiled, as he slowly slipped into sleep.
Because what an amazing world it was.