This was a new Roland, and Donny didn’t hate it. The reciprocity he didn’t even realize he’d been missing heated his blood and hardened his cock like no one ever had before.
“Are you sure?” Roland asked, a hint of familiar doubt surfacing in his voice. Donny rubbed their noses together, then settled himself in a position where Roland’s eyes were in focus before he answered.
“Roland, I just need you.”
For further emphasis, he snaked a hand between them and grabbed Roland’s cock through his pants and squeezed. Roland uttered a curse and reached between them, bumping Donny’s hand away to fumble with the button on his jeans.
Once divested of the rest of their clothes, Donny pushed himself upward into Roland, rubbing their dicks together, the heads slippery with precum. He was acting needy and clingy, but that was how he felt. He’d never felt more frenzied than he did right now with Roland’s weight on top of him, his breath in his ear.
Roland stretched to the nightstand and grabbed the lube, then settled back between Donny’s thighs.
“Roll over,” Donny whispered, and he did, flipping so Donny was now on top, straddling him. Donny ground himself against Roland, sliding forward to grasp Roland’s cock with his ass. Roland pressed his head into the pillows and closed his eyes, but opened them as soon as Donny’s lube slicked hand wrapped around his shaft.
“Let me at least get you ready first.” Roland said, shocked.
Donny shook his head with a smile. “I am ready. I just, I need it to be this way.” And that was the truth. Donny was craving the burn and the sting that would come with Roland’s claim. He needed that moment to remind him of everything he had to lose— everything he stood to gain. But not with anyone. Just Roland. Just the two of them.
Donny gripped the base of Roland’s shaft and lifted up so he was able to angle Roland’s tip against his entrance. His hand shook and he closed his eyes, assaulted by his own feelings of inadequacy. He must have held them in that position for longer than he realized because he felt Roland’s fingers wrap around his own, steadying himself so Donny could take him, but he felt too fucking scared.
He looked down at Roland smiling underneath him, so fucking perfect, so trusting, so everything. Roland locked his stare onto him, and Donny flattened his hand against Roland’s chest then lowered himself down, inch by inch, onto Roland’s erection.
Donny’s mouth opened to cry out, but no sound louder than a gasp escaped. He forced his eyes open as he took Roland inside of him until he was fully seated. His breathing felt stunted, like every lungful of air was dragged into his body by force. He was sure there was something that should be said, but not a single word made its way from his mouth.
Roland waited until Donny made the first move, and before he could slide himself back down, Roland sat up, wrapping his arms around Donny’s back and looping his hands over the top of his shoulders. Donny’s arms instantly went around Roland in return and then they were nose to nose, breathing in each other’s exhalations, but otherwise unmoving.
“I’m sorry,” Roland whispered into Donny’s mouth.
Donny managed to move his head in a small nod, then he lifted slightly and rocked himself back down against Roland.
“Forgive me?” Roland asked, and he managed another nod, quickening his movements.
Donny’s cock was painfully hard and throbbed between their bodies as he fucked himself down around Roland’s dick. This was what he’d been needing, what he’d been missing. This feeling, thisconnectionhe felt when Roland was brave enough to look at him. And here, in this bed, Roland wouldn’t take his eyes off Donny.
“I almost forgot,” Roland choked out. “Jesus, you feel perfect.” He slammed his lips against Donny’s and thrust upward, crying out into Donny’s mouth as his cock emptied. Donny felt the twitches and spasms as Roland’s orgasm rolled through him.
Roland gasped into his mouth, never closing his eyes and Donny pressed a hand to his chest, disconnecting their bodies slightly and lowering Roland back to the mattress. Donny grabbed the lube and poured it over himself, stroking his cock twice before lifting off Roland with a wince. He repositioned himself easily between Roland’s thighs and notched his cock against Roland’s entrance, dragging it over his hole once before pushing inside.
Donny dropped down and braced his shoulders against the back of Roland’s thighs, pushing them upward and pressing deeper inside him. Roland propped himself on an elbow and placed a hand around Donny’s neck, tugging him up the bed so he could kiss him.
Donny had more feelings running through him than he could put names to. His brain was simultaneously muddled and clear, and he fucked Roland with a sense of ownership he hadn’t felt before, and Roland took him beautifully, mumbling words of affection and apology over and over again.
He grasped Roland’s chin between his thumb and forefingers, a hold meant to feel punishing without pain. Roland’s lips parted and his eyes glistened as he watched Donny claim him with every eager thrust.
“I love you, okay?” Donny croaked. “I fucking love you so much.”
His orgasm built inside him like a firestorm and exploded outward, his cock filling Roland with cum, and Donny collapsed on top of him. Roland wrapped his arms around Donny easily and held them in place— held them together.
“Please don’t do it again,” Donny whispered into Roland’s neck. “Please don’t push me away again.”
Roland shook his head and placed a hand against the back of Donny’s head. He turned and pressed a kiss to Donny’s temple.
“I promise,” Roland said. “I promise you, I’ll try to always be the man you deserve.”
Donny let out a breath that felt like it released him from all the anger, and pain and confusion he’d felt the past week. He focused on the way Roland’s arms felt around him, and the way his cock felt, throbbing with aftershocks of his orgasm inside of the man he loved.
* * *
Donny woke the next morning,tangled in a sweaty mass of Roland’s limbs. He groaned and shifted himself so he could get a leg out, and Roland grumbled, then settled back with his head resting on Donny’s chest.
