"Say that again?" Apollo purred.
"If you want...I would like you to top me," Lachlan whispered, heat burning his cheeks. "I'm not like a back door virgin as you like to tease me. I've done it myself..."
"How? I want details," Apollo asked. He rested his elbow on Lachlan's chest and propped his chin on his hand. "This is my listening face."
Lachlan's whole body felt like it was blushing. "I used a toy."
"Thrilling. Was it a plastic dinosaur?"
Lachlan put a hand over his face. "No, it wasn't a dinosaur, you maniac. What's wrong with you?"
"Lack of information is what's wrong with me. You need to give me more details about what kind of toy, or my mind defaults to a dinosaur."
"You're really going to make me say it?"
"I really am because I need to assess if getting topped is something you're ready for," Apollo said, brushing aside the hand over Lachlan's red face and twisting his finger around one of his dark curls. "If it's something we need to work up to, I'm happy to do it. I want it to be good for you, Lachie, and not just you giving in because I would like it."
"It's not that. I want it. I've just never wanted anyone to do it that wasn't you," Lachlan admitted. "I've never trusted anyone to want to be that vulnerable to them."
Apollo continued to twist his hair, but his expression softened. "Believe me, I'm honored that you would want me to be your first. But I am a gentleman, and as I said, if you're not prepared for it, it won't be happening. I never want to hurt you, Lachie, especially not in bed. So tell me why you think you're ready?"
"You're really going to make me spell it out?" Lachlan groaned.
Apollo just looked expectantly at him. "We aren't having any sex at all tonight unless you do."
"You're so mean." Lachlan tried to push down his embarrassment. "I've used a pretty decent-sized dildo more than once, okay? Like...a lot more."
"What kind?" Apollo asked with a completely straight face. He was hard against Lachlan's stomach, though, which made him feel a little more confident that Apollo wouldn't tease him about it.
"The kind that sticks to a surface, so you can fuck yourself stupid on it. Like the shower wall. But it was the bed head mostly. On my knees," he said, and now he was hard thinking about it.
Apollo's smile turned sly and sexy. "Did you pretend it was me when you used it?"
Lachlan nodded, his dick throbbing. "Every time. Even when I was mad and frustrated with you, especially then if I think about it."
Apollo bit Lachlan's bottom lip. "Did you ever think about having my dick in your mouth when you fucked yourself on it? Or fucking me at the same time? Did you want to know how it feels to be so full like that with me all around you?"
Fuck. Lachlan was going to come if he kept asking those kinds of questions. Sweat trickled down the back of his neck.
"Of course I did. I only ever think about all the ways I want to fuck and be fucked by you," Lachlan admitted and took a shaky breath in. "So yeah, I don't think I could be considered 'inexperienced' if that's your biggest concern."
"Oh, honey, that's not my biggest concern right now." Apollo lightly ground his dick against Lachlan's lower abs. "My concernis not coming just thinking about you fucking that perfect ass with my name on your lips."
"Your name is always on my lips. I've been in love with you for so fucking long, Apollo," Lachlan whispered, his heart in his throat. "I'm yours for as long as you want me..." He gasped when Apollo slid down to grind his dick against his.
"I might just hold you to that, Ironwood," Apollo said, eyes turning brilliant gold as he moved to kiss him. "But for tonight, I'm going to get my special oil, and I'm going to fuck you so deep and so hard that you're never going to regret letting me be the first one inside of you. Sound good?"
"O-Okay," he stammered because his brain was short-circuiting. "What do you mean by special oil? Should I be worried?"
Apollo waggled his eyebrows and slid off him. "I made Killian grab me a lot of things from my lab and that included something I've been concocting for a special occasion, and this definitely counts."
"Still not making me less worried," Lachlan said, laughing softly. Apollo moved across the bed to open the bedside table drawer and pulled out an ornate-looking glass bottle.
It made Lachlan remember the present he was still carrying about for Apollo. Tomorrow. He would give it to him tomorrow. He wasn't going to stop what was happening now for anything.
"I haven't thought of a name for this one yet, but I'm pretty proud of it. Maybe 'Up All Night' because that's what you are going to be."
Apollo looked down on him with an expression of devilish glee that should have set off warning bells and not made Lachlan's dick harder. His dick had other ideas.
