Blake stood, and Jeremy dried him off with the warmed towels, his discomfort at standing naked obvious. Jeremy deliberately kept his movements brisk and efficient, not pausing to kiss or caress Blake. Losing Blake for these past weeks had taught Jeremy a lesson. Sex was important but not the only thing in a relationship. Finding someone to have sex with wasn’t a problem. Wanting to be with that person in the morning and afterward was a different story. And Jeremy wanted Blake for all his mornings and his nighttimes.
“Come, let’s go to the bedroom.”
“Jer, I know what you’re trying to do.”
“Oh yeah? Good.”
Doubt shadowed Blake’s eyes. He gestured to his groin. “I don’t feel like me anymore. I’m not the same person. I don’t know who I am anymore.”
“I do,” Jeremy said and kissed his mouth, loving the familiar taste of his lips. “You’re mine. And I love you. I don’t know how to unlove you.”
He took Blake’s hand and pulled him out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. Through the open blinds they could see the neighboring apartment, where figures moved back and forth behind the sheer curtains. He pressed a kiss to Blake’s clean, damp shoulder, holding him close. “I waited all day to have you here tonight.”
“Me too.” Blake sighed. “But—”
“Shhh.” Jeremy brushed their lips together. “You said this morning you felt like you were a nothing. But when you left me”—Jeremy placed more kisses up and down Blake’s neck to his ear, where he swirled the tip of his tongue around the shell—“the gym, other people…none of it meant anything to me anymore. Everything I thought was important to me became nothing. Except you. In my world full of nothings, you are my everything.”
“I need you so much.” Blake held him close, arms tight around his waist, and Jeremy felt Blake’s cock move against his thigh. “It’s always been you. I can’t be me without you. I don’t want to be.”
He kissed Blake’s brow, his lips moving over Blake’s face, relearning the shape and feel of his skin. The cadence of Blake’s breathing increased, and Jeremy turned him around. A strangled moan burst from Blake’s lips when Jeremy kneaded his ass, and Jeremy chuckled.
“You want to fuck in front of the window, don’t you?”
Blake shivered but said nothing.
“You like thinking someone might see me fuck your ass? Or stick my tongue in your hole and make you scream your pretty face off.”
Blake turned around halfway, his eyes darkened into huge blue pools in his pale face.
“Do it.” He faced away. Jeremy ran his hand over the smooth concave of Blake’s lower back, where it dipped, then rose into the swell of his ass. All it took was one finger trailing up and down the shadowed cleft of Blake’s ass to have him sighing with pleasure.
“Bend over and spread your legs.”
The sound of Blake’s uneven breathing filled the room as he complied. In early April, the nights were still chilly and a cool breeze drifted in through the window. Jeremy stood to the side, letting it touch Blake’s skin so he knew how exposed he truly was.
“Anyone across the street could see you if they looked up. Or the people in the building directly across. But you like that. I know you do.”
He spit on his thumb and circled Blake’s tight hole, hearing him gasp. “You get off on it.”
“Please,” Blake gasped. “Do it.”
“Not so fast, baby. I want you begging for it. Want them to hear you scream for my dick all the way across the street.”
Blake moaned and humped against his hand, and Jeremy sank the pad of his thumb inside Blake, feeling it getting sucked into that velvety heat. Slow, then fast, he moved his finger back and forth, then withdrew to a whine of protest from Blake.
“Want me to touch your dick?” He reached around to grasp Blake’s dick. Still only half-hard, but Jeremy said nothing and nuzzled Blake’s neck. “I don’t care what you do for a living. It’s you I love, not your job or how much money you make. Don’t ever think anything else matters but you and me together.”
His hand moved slowly up and down on Blake’s dick, and the keening noise escaping his lips played like music to Jeremy’s ears. Blake swayed on his feet, and Jeremy wrapped his other arm around him, pressing their bodies close. He buried his face in Blake’s neck, the scratchy stubble of his jaw sliding against Jeremy’s cheek. Blake turned his head, and before they kissed, Jeremy saw his eyes filled with a hazy passion.
He let go of Blake for a moment to close the blinds, shutting out the moonlight. “Tonight, no one gets to see me love you but me.”
Blake joined him by the window and buried his face in the crook of Jeremy’s shoulder. “I love you too. I’ll never make the mistake again of running away. Not when I have you to stay for.”
Blake’s thighs trembled and shook as Jeremy kissed him hard and deep. This night was devoted purely to giving Blake pleasure, and he returned to stroking Blake’s dick, while his other hand played with Blake’s sac. “Lie down, baby.”
Blake faltered a moment, and Jeremy gripped his shoulders and led him to the bed where he lay spread out, facedown.
“Look at you, so perfect. Perfect for me.” Jeremy got the lube and condoms from the drawer and put them to the side. He kissed the round globes of Blake’s ass, tonguing the crease, inhaling his smell and warmth. Jeremy knew Blake, not only by his taste and the breath on his lips, but by the heat of his skin and the sound of his soft, pleading voice, the deep moans spilling out of him as he writhed and twisted on the bed.
