“All of you,” Sebastian said, reaching for the buttons of Remington’s shirt.
Remington’s nostrils flared, probably in response to Sebastian’s audacity, and he swatted his hands out of the way. Remington made quick work of the buttons on his shirt and the fly of his pants, stripping himself down and wrestling Sebastian beneath him. Remington stretched toward the nightstand, and then he was back, his body covering and protecting Sebastian in a way he’d never known he’d needed until that exact moment.
“I don’t have condoms,” Remington said, pressing a soft kiss against the side of Sebastian’s neck. “And I don’t think you do either.”
“We don’t need them.”
“We should use one,” Remington said, voice aroused and weary.
“Next time.” Sebastian arched off the bed, wrapping his arms around Remington’s neck and holding their hard cocks together. “Just this once. I was tested after Daniella left. Clean bill of health.”
Remington inhaled and dragged his nose up the curve of Sebastian’s neck, his moist lips grazing over the skin as he whispered, “I haven’t been with anyone who isn’t you.”
“Please, then,” he begged, fingers scrabbling at Remington’s shoulder blades.
Remington fumbled with the bottle of lube Sebastian had bought his second day in town, the plastic slippery from all the use he’d gotten out of it in Remington’s absence. Warm and slick fingers pressed against his hole and pushed into him. Sebastian’s mouth parted on a silent cry and Remington slanted their lips together, drinking Sebastian’s pain and longing into his mouth.
Remington fucked his fingers in and out of Sebastian’s ass until Sebastian’s entire body trembled desperately. He could barely keep his eyes open, painfully aware of the way his sheets stuck to his skin. When did he start sweating? When did he start shaking? When had he fallen in love?
Remington’s fingers left him, quickly replaced by the blunt and broad head of his dick. The entrance was made easy by the abundance of lube, and Sebastian couldn’t stop himself from crying out when Remington entered him completely. Remington stilled, holding himself deep inside of Sebastian. Sebastian waited for him to move, waited for him to start, but Remington did not. His entire body braced over Sebastian’s like a statue.
Sebastian pried his eyes open, his breath catching in his throat in response to Remington’s fiery and focused gaze.
“There,” Remington said, his voice gruff. “I want to see you when you’re like this.”
“Like what?” he managed to ask.
“Exposed.” Remington eased his hips back, cock withdrawing from Sebastian’s body before plunging back in. “You can’t lie to me when you’re like this.”
Sebastian grunted. “I don’t think anyone could.”
Remington started to move, stretching Sebastian and putting him on display with that thick and delightful dick of his. He fucked Sebastian slowly, until Sebastian’s hips moved on their own, meeting Remington thrust for thrust, seeking out more to get him over the edge.
They didn’t exchange any other words, only breaths and soft sounds, and then Remington came. His cock thickened and pulsed heat into Sebastian’s body, and Sebastian followed. His release slammed through him, dick spurting into his hand and against their stomachs as he came. Remington kissed him all over his face, his cheeks, his chin, his eyelids, and finally his mouth.
Sebastian released his dick and threaded his messy hands through Remington’s hair, needing him to stay close, to get deeper. They still didn’t speak, but they kissed until Remington’s cock went soft and slipped out of him. They kissed, and they kissed until they were both hard again and Remington eased back into him, taking care and caution with his hole until Sebastian egged him on with a sharp bite against the side of his neck.
Remington flipped Sebastian onto his front, hauled him onto all fours, and buried his cock back into Sebastian’s ass, and Sebastian wanted to die from the pleasure of him. Remington fisted his hair, yanking Sebastian’s neck up at an angle sharp enough to send a bite of awareness and pain through his body. He pummeled into Sebastian, his breathing turning into rough grunts and moans.
Sebastian flattened his chest against the sheets, stretching his arms out toward the pillows and testing the hold Remington had on his hair.
“Remington,” he rasped, twisting the sheets in his hand. He cleared his throat. “Remington.”
“Fuck, you feel…” Remington sounded like he was in another galaxy. “You feel like everything I’d ever imagined…I don’t think I could ever get tired of this.”
“Remington,” he said again, eyes rolling back in his head.
Remington pressed a sloppy kiss against the back of his neck, hips still pistoning in the same steady rhythm.
“Talk to me,” Remington answered him with a soft breath.
“Get closer,” he whispered. “I need you closer.”
Remington slammed his hips forward, burying himself deeper than he’d been before. An arm slid around Sebastian’s chest, hauling him onto his knees so his sticky and sweaty back pressed against Remington’s slender chest. Remington’s hand slid down, making a tight circle around Sebastian’s throbbing cock, working him with the same careful attention he was paying to his ass.
“Is this better?” Remington asked. “Is this what you need?”
Sebastian let out a shuddering breath, dropping his head against Remington’s shoulder and letting the other man do the work. Remington used his body to get them both off, wringing an eager and painful orgasm out of Sebastian’s balls before shoving him onto the bed, pumping twice and spilling once again into Sebastian’s body.
