"Sorry."It wasn't more than a whisper, then he scurried up on the bed, ass in the air and elbows resting on the mattress.
Oh fuck, a wave of heat washed over Rourke, not enough to make his dick hard, but damn.The picture he presented wasn't something to scoff at.
He undid his jeans and tugged at his cock, stroking himself until he'd managed to reach half-mast before he neared the bed.He tore off his clothes and snatched a bottle of lube from the nightstand.Ezra didn't move, didn't look at him.
Without speaking he uncapped the bottle and wet his fingers, then he brought them to Ezra's opening only to have him jolt.
"Easy.Relax."He caressed him, added a little pressure, and dipped his fingertip inside.Ezra's entire body tensed.
"No, deep breaths."He caressed his hip."Once.We only have to do this once."
Ezra nodded but didn't look up from where he had his face hidden against the bedding.Rourke pumped the single digit in and out of him, noted the hot, tight grip, and his cock stirred.
Ezra might be a witch, but he was soft and warm, and it had been a long time since Rourke had gotten laid.The negotiations with the witches had taken weeks.
He lined up a second finger and pushed in.Ezra made a strangled sound and tried to edge away from him."Hey."Rourke curled the fingers of his free hand around his hip to keep him in place."I won't hurt you."
He hoped it was a laugh he heard and not a sob, but he wasn't sure.
"I won't.We'll walk out of here unscathed in a few minutes.I only need to get you open enough to take me, and then it'll be over."
A nod.Good, he didn't think he could ask for more.His cock was hard, and he sent a short thank you to the universe.Maybe he should take the pill Ulric had given him to ensure it would stay that way until the deed was done, but he didn't think he'd need it.
He pushed in a third finger.
"Ngh."Ezra clawed at the bedspread, holding on tight to the fabric.Rourke slid his hand forward around Ezra's hip, praying he was erect, and stuttered in his finger thrusts when he found him flaccid.Fuck.He cupped him and almost pulled his hand away when metal brushed against his palm.Damn, was he pierced there too?He slid his fingers along the underside of his cock.Yup, there was a ladder of barbells along his shaft.Why would anyone do that to themselves?
He pushed in with his fingers again and hooked them to reach Ezra's sweet spot.He jumped.
"Just get it over with."The voice was muffled, and Ezra didn't look at him.
Rourke would've preferred mutual pleasure, but if he didn't want to..."Are you sure?"
"Yes."
He pulled his fingers out, reached for the lube again, and made sure he was nice and slick before taking up position behind Ezra on the bed.He curled one hand around his hip and slowly eased forward.
He hadn't breached him with more than an inch before Ezra screeched and collapsed underneath him.Rourke had been too focused on being careful to be prepared for any escape attempts.The move shocked him enough to fall forward, and he pressed his chest against Ezra's back, still partly buried inside of him.
"Shit, sorry."He ran his hand over Ezra's side, trying to soothe him like he would a spooked animal."The key is to relax."
Ezra didn't speak, and his face was hidden in the bedspread."Ezra?"He ran his hand over him again.Why hadn't he removed his shirt?Rourke had to bite him, and he didn't want to bite through fabric.
He'd only told him to take off his pants.
"Come on.Deep breaths."Rourke all but buried his nose in his hair.He smelled...good.Huh.He'd never met a witch who didn't smell of rotting death before.
Ezra took a deep breath which helped nothing with the relaxation.Rourke chuckled, and it was so far from how he'd believed this would go.
"I'm sorry, I wish I could bite you and get it over with, but I have to...spill inside of you for the magic to take."
To say Ezra relaxed would be a lie, but his shoulders slumped a little."Can't you..."He shrugged, and Rourke leaned over him, hoping to see his eyes.He didn't.
"Can't I what?"
"Spill."
Another small chuckle left him."I'm afraid it's gonna take at least a few thrusts."
