“No idea what you’re talking about,” Xander whispered. He licked the spot of his neck he’d been kissing, then sucked on it with a little force. Wright didn’t move, but after a few more seconds, his body stiffened and he turned around in Xander’s arms.
“Are you seriouslymarkingme right now?” Xander tossed his head back and laughed, loud enough to be heard over the rain picking up. There was the start of a hickey on his neck and Xander smiled smugly. “Jealous much?”
“Hard much?” Xander retorted. He looked around and then reached a hand between them and cupped Wright’s groin. He was hard. “How about we go inside and take care of this and then I’ll make us some breakfast?”
“I guess I can live with a blowjob and breakfast,” Wright said, adding a tad of dramatics to his tone that made Xander roll his eyes. He flipped the lock and crowded Wright against the fridge. Wright’s eyes went wide but then he rolled his hips into Xander and that was all the invitation he needed. “Mmm, hold on. Before we start this, can I ask you something?”
“What is it?” Xander asked. He wanted to be kissing Wright instead of more talking, but he’d at least hear him out. Maybe he could multitask, grazing his nose along his jaw.
“I have my therapy later,” Wright said. His voice was already hitching, raising an octave like it did when he was horny. “And we haven’t done anything more with ropes this week. Iknow- Shit. I know that was partly my doing, but could we do something today? Ugh. Xander.”
The last two words were drawn out and Xander smiled. His hands were under the hoodie, tweaking his nipples until they were hard between his fingertips. “We can do something in a bit, but right now I want you in the bedroom on the bed.”
“I was thinking- Shit, hold on Xander. I’m genuinely losing my train of thought.” Xander sighed and pulled back. His smile brightened when he saw how affected Wright was. He palmed his own cock and groaned. Wright was breathing hard and moved to take off his hoodie, leaving him standing in just his briefs. Now Xander was the one losing his train of thought. He held his hands in front of him. Xander took in the sight and wanted nothing more than to fuck him right there against the fridge. He would gladly clean whatever mess was made. “Maybe we could combine the two?”
“What do you mean?”
Wright reached out his hands and ran them up and down Xander’s forearms. He laced their fingers together and smiled. He looked like he owned all the confidence in the world. “I mean, I really like the idea of you tying me up during sex. If you’re comfortable with it.”
Xander could honestly say it hadn’t crossed his mind once. But as soon as the words were out of Wright’s mouth, he could picture it. He could see him spread out on the bed, hands tied above him while Xander used his body whatever way he wanted. His dick was definitely on board with the idea. But he had to think realistically. He opened his mouth to say something, but Wright cut him off.
“Before you say anything, hear me out. I talked to my therapist about it Monday. Since you had to work, Paxton filled in and you know we made more progress. I can hold it on my own now. You make me feel the safest and I have fun havingsex with you. My body is on fire with feelings and emotions and I think that that would help to keep me from fully focusing on having something around my wrists. It doesn’t have to be rope. I think it’s just the thought of something being tied around my wrists or ankles, binding me, that scares me so much. But if it’s you that’s in the room with me while I’m bound like that, I know that whatever comes next will be pleasurable. Not just for me, but for you.”
“Can I think about it?” Xander asked. He liked the idea, loved it really, but he didn’t want Wright to rush into anything. Maybe they could start small, outside of the bedroom. “I want to help you, but I don’t know if I’m comfortable with the thought of it possibly giving you a bad memory of us.”
“I understand,” Wright said. If Xander looked too far into it, he thought he could detect a hint of disappointment. But like Xander stayed mindful of him, he respected Xander’s words and smiled. “So… about this blowjob?”
“Bedroom,” Xander directed. Wright smiled and led the way. Xander shook his head and scooped up the hoodie he’d discarded. He enjoyed the view of Wright’s ass in his briefs the short walk to the bed. He could feel his own cock perk up at the way his hips swayed. He knew Wright knew he was watching him and he was giving him a little show. “Can I add something else to our list?”
“What is it?” Wright was standing by the foot of the bed. He had his hands by his side, letting Xander drink in all the bare skin, his soft edges, the way his briefs were tented.
“I love how confident you’ve become in the bedroom.” Xander closed the distance and kissed him until they were both breathless. “You’re becoming more comfortable in your own body and every time we do anything, I’m amazed at how forward you are in asking for what you want. You’re also a wicked tease, Wright. And I fucking love it.” Xander swallowed. His handswere curled around Wright’s sides, holding him close to him. He stared into his eyes and smiled. His heart swooned. It was such a cliché word, but it was like a weight sitting on his chest with how much he loved the man standing before him. He was the complete opposite of what he went for in the past, but everything he wanted in a life partner. Kind, caring, hardworking. He understood Xander’s need to work hard, to care for those around him. How he sometimes needed a little time to himself to decompress. He’d give Xander a few minutes in the shower before joining him or he didn’t rush him when he took one alone.
He made Xander laugh, too. They had fun, in and out of the bedroom. Even a task as mundane as going into the city to buy him his own laptop with the money he made working had turned into a singing competition in the car and Wright somehow convinced him to get them fast food on the way home. Wright recalled only two memories where he got to eat out in his life and Xander vowed to give him plenty more memories like that. There was also a joke about eating him out, to which Wright had gone bug eyed because the windows were down and they were sitting in the parking lot to eat.
“I love you.”
It took Xander a second to realize he said those words. Not Wright. Xander held his breath and waited. A moment passed, a second. He started to worry that maybe Wright didn’t feel the same. He was young, just experiencing what it was like to be free and do what he wanted. Xander couldn’t judge him on that. He’d had two serious partners over the years and a handful of hookups between. If he was just figuring himself out and-
“I love you too.” Xander had just enough time to hold his arms out for Wright to jump up and wrap his legs around Xander’s body and his arms around his neck. They stared at each other for a beat. “I mean, I think I do. I don’t have much experience with intimate love. Or, really, love in general. But Ilove this family, I love living here. It all makes me happy. And when I look at you? It’s like this feeling overtakes me and I can’t think of anything else but how beautiful my life has become in the last two months. I also just really, always want to have you inside me. Like every second of every day. It’s inconvenient, honestly.”
“Well, after that confession, I don’t think blowjobs are going to cover it this morning.” Xander dropped Wright onto the bed and he squealed but then adjusted himself so he was laying with his head on the pillows. Xander covered Wright’s body with his own and kissed him hard. He kept himself propped up on his hands and his knees on either side of Wright. His cock was growing harder, twitching in the space between their bodies, like it had its own mind to search for Wright.
“Do we have time to do more?” Wright asked. “I want to, but I don’t want a repeat of last weekend. Also, why do we always reserve Fridays for our fucks? Have you noticed that. Why can’t you just take me randomly on a Wednesday or something.”
“You’re so romantic,” Xander said. But his whole body was definitely on board with that idea. “And talk way too much.”
“You should do something about it then,” Wright said playfully. He licked his bottom lip and raised his eyebrows in a suggestive manner.
Xander dropped his head to Wright’s chest and laughed to himself. He loved this guy. And each day, Xander could see him get more comfortable and show a little more of who he really was. “We don’t have anything to do right now. The ranch hands are here today to keep an eye on things, but right now, it’s just us.”
“Good.” Wright moved his hands to Xander’s shoulders and brushed his fingers up the sides of his neck. “Now, what do you have in mind to cement these confessions of ours?”
“I love it when you wake up in a good mood,” Xander said, more to himself than for Wright to actually hear. He kissed his chest, flicking his tongue against one nipple before sucking it between his teeth. Wright’s back arched off the bed and his hands went to Xander’s hair. He opened his eyes and stared at Wright, enjoying the way his lips were parted, his cheeks pink. His whole body was starting to flush. He didn’t like going shirtless outside like Xander did some days so most of his skin was still a paler color, showing that flush even better. He got an idea and lifted his head. “I don’t want to tie you up, but we can start slow. Wrap your hands around the bottom edge of the headboard and leave them there until I say so.”
The headboard was a solid piece of wood, but there was a gap between the mattress and it where Wright could easily fit his hands to curl around it. He reacted immediately and Xander kissed him once more as a reward. “Keep them there. If you get uncomfortable for any reason, say…” Xander drew a blank at a word. He was about to just go with the red light, but Wright spoke up.
“Cowboy.”
