“It’s so easy for you to play with people’s lives,” Jimmy mused. “To lie, to manipulate...”
“I will do whatever is necessary to protect what’s mine,” Cold said, punctuating the last word with a soft growl. Eyeing him hungrily, his grip on Jimmy was firm.
“Anything?” Jimmy whispered, a very familiar warmth beginning to tighten up in his loins from the ravenous way Cold was looking at him.
“For you, Jimmy Poe, there is nothing I wouldn’t do,” Cold promised him, sealing his words with a passionate kiss.
“Oh, Rod,” Jimmy moaned quietly, his body already responding to Cold’s words and his touch. He wanted to act on them, trying to fuel his kisses with his desire, but his ribs had nothing nice to say when he pressed against Cold. His lean body jerked involuntarily, and a small groan of pain worked its way up from the back of his throat despite his best efforts to stifle it.
“Jimmy,” Cold murmured, frowning with concern and starting to pull away. “You should rest.”
Jimmy stuck out his sore bottom lip, pouting. “Come on, I’m fine! I can do this!”
Cold did not look convinced.
“Please, Rod,” Jimmy said earnestly. “After everything...” He closed his eyes. “I just... I need you.”
Cold hesitated, but something in his expression shifted when Jimmy looked down at him again. “Get on your back,” he urged, offering his arms to help Jimmy roll over. “Easy now.”
Wincing, Jimmy managed to flip onto his back with minimal discomfort. He began to untie his robe, but Cold quickly took over.
“Let me.” Cold cautiously unwrapped Jimmy as if he was made of glass and began to slide his hands over Jimmy’s bare chest. He was careful not to press too hard, positioning himself between Jimmy’s legs and bowing his head down for a kiss. “I’ve got you,” he whispered. “I’ll take care of you, Jimmy.”
Jimmy reached up to pet Cold’s hair, sliding his hands down his shoulders to help him shrug off his robe. He eagerly took in Cold’s naked body, staring down where their cocks brushed together as Cold rolled his hips. They were both hard, and their shafts rubbed together in the most delicious way.
Cold kept moving, slow and steady, pressing his thick cock up against Jimmy’s. His brow was tight with concentration, focused on keeping Jimmy’s cock pinned against his stomach with his own and grinding down.
“Mmm... Rod...” Jimmy held onto Cold’s shoulders, sinking back into the mattress and loving the hot friction. Cold felt so good rubbing up against him, and he could see his own dick starting to glisten with pre-cum. He tried to grab Cold’s cock and lift up his hips to offer himself, but he grunted as a shock of pain lit up his abdomen.
“Not tonight,” Cold said, shaking his head. He held his weight on one hand, reaching down to curl his long fingers around both of their cocks.
Jimmy sighed, too sore to protest, groaning at the skillful way Cold began to stroke them together. The heat of Cold’s cock against his own felt fantastic, and his fingers were gripping him in all the right places. He looked up to Cold’s face, moaning softly, “It’s good... it feels good...”
Cold held his gaze and rolled his hips in time with his hand. “When you’re healed up, I am going to take you apart, piece by piece...”
Jimmy’s stomach clenched from the heated words; he bit down on his lower lip and whined at the sensations moving across his body.
“I am going to devour every inch of you,” Cold went on, his tone becoming strained as his hand began to speed up. “I’m going to spend hours making you mine, making you come, making you scream my fuckin’ name...”
“Ah, fuck!” Jimmy cried out, feeling his thighs starting to tense. The intense way Cold was looking at him, like he really did want to consume him completely, combined with his filthy words, was making him ache, and the urge to come was overwhelming. “Rod, oh, fuck! I want it! I want you!”
“You’ll have me,” Cold promised fiercely. “Over... and over... and over...” He claimed Jimmy’s lips in a ferocious kiss, plunging his tongue deep into his mouth with a low groan of pleasure.
“Mmm, mmm!” Jimmy thrust up into Cold’s hand, his cock pulsing load after load all over his fingers. He didn’t even feel the ache in his nose or his lips, all of his senses focused only on the ecstasy overtaking him.
Cold kept stroking them, his grip slick now from Jimmy’s cum and frantically driving himself to his own end. He stuttered as his climax followed only seconds later, still pressing his lips to Jimmy’s and letting them linger.
Jimmy twitched, too sensitive to withstand Cold’s relentless grip after coming so hard. He panted quietly, struggling to keep their kiss going and enjoying the dwindling shudders of bliss. “Mm, fuck. Rod... I love you. I fuckin’ love you so much.”
“I would do anything for you, Jimmy,” Cold replied, resting his brow against Jimmy’s.
“I know,” Jimmy replied, taking a deep breath and stroking Cold’s hair. “I know you would.”
Cold stayed like that for several seconds before murmuring, “Stay here.”
“Where else would I go?” Jimmy laughed.
“Hmmph.” Cold kissed him and got out of bed, heading into the bathroom.
