“Oh, oh,please,” Kyle practically sobbed.
Jamie thrust in hard a few more times before snarling out a yell as he finally came, his cock pulsing inside Kyle, hands gripping bruises into Kyle’s skin.Kyle whimpered as Jamie sloppily lost his rhythm, finally slowing to stillness between his legs.Breathing heavily, flushed from his exertions, Jamie loosened his grip on Kyle’s body and carefully pulled out.Kyle hissed as the slow slide left behind a soreness that sent little shocks running up his spine, his ass an entire throbbingachethat hurt so good.
The bruises Kyle could feel scattered over his skin were warm and distantly sore, already in the process of healing.Cum and lube were slipping out of his hole, running down his ass and thighs in slow, sticky rivulets.Jamie carefully rubbed a finger over his hole, and Kyle couldn’t help but twitch away from the touch, still so oversensitive, despite how much he liked it.
“Did I hurt you?”Jamie asked in a low voice.
It took a moment for Kyle to find his voice, mouth dry, feeling like he’d run for miles.Kyle shook his head slowly and reached between his legs to grab Jamie’s hand, guiding that finger into his hole with a shivery little sigh.“I liked it.”
“Kyle.”
The gentle touch of Jamie’s finger inside him was such a difference from the roughness before.The bruises and the soreness were leaving him, never staying longer than this.All Kyle could think was that he wouldn’t mind if Jamie used just a little more of his strength next time.
“Feels good,” Kyle confessed.“You always make it so good.”
Before Jamie could get too wrapped up in his head again, Kyle made a lazy grabbing motion with his other hand in Jamie’s direction.The wordless plea seemed to get across because Jamie carefully pulled his finger free and settled on top of Kyle, kissing him slow and deep until his lips were numb.He fit his hands against Jamie’s back and dragged them upward to splay across broad shoulders.
“Thank you,” Jamie murmured against his mouth when they finally parted.
“Should be thanking you,” Kyle muttered.“You did all the work.”
“Someone needs to.”Jamie nosed over Kyle’s cheek, moving to suck a bruise against the pulse point on his throat.“Thought maybe I’d gone too far.”
Kyle sighed softly, holding Jamie tight.“Never.I’d tell you to stop before that.”
The way Jamie shuddered in his arms told Kyle it was the right answer to give.For all his strength and control, Jamie needed to know that Kyle could and would stop him if it became too much.
They lay like that for a little while, taking comfort in each other after an emotionally draining day.Eventually, Jamie climbed off him, their skin sticking together in places that itched once they separated.Jamie got off the bed and padded to the bathroom, returning with a damp, warm washcloth, which he used to clean them both up.Tossing it aside when he finished, Jamie got them both under the covers and turned off the lights with a quiet command to the computer that controlled the condo’s integrated system.The room plunged into darkness, and Kyle shifted beneath the blankets, sliding an arm over Jamie’s chest.
“Do you want to talk about it?”he finally asked.
Jamie was quiet for a good few minutes, his silence an answer Kyle was fine with, before he finally spoke.“My parents want something I’m not prepared to give.”
Kyle turned his head a little, pressing a kiss to Jamie’s chest, but didn’t say anything more.He hadn’t met any of Jamie’s family yet and wasn’t sure how he would react when he did.His biological family had made ends meet by breaking the law, and his adoptive family was barely middle class, attaining that goal only through sheer hard work.Jamie had been born into a family that could be considered the 0.01 percent of the 1 percent.He was the outlier in his peer group, heir to billions, a man who preferred the rigors of service over a pampered life of never wanting for anything.
Jamie’s dedication was something Kyle was in quiet awe of.He couldn’t say he would’ve made the same choices if he were in Jamie’s shoes.Coming from a poorer background where money could literally buy happiness when you barely had any of it in an account, he used to dream about being rich.Now, living in the shadow of Jamie’s civilian life, Kyle was aware of what Jamie was giving up by staying in uniform.
That only made him respect Jamie more.
Kyle was quick to skirt away from thoughts that delved too deeply into how he really felt about Jamie.Nearly seven months of being together was enough to prove he wanted to stay with Jamie, but neither of them had talked much about the future beyond where Alpha Team was concerned.Their entwined personal lives were still lived in shadows, and Kyle was fine with that.But an insecure part of him, buried deep in a childhood of abuse, wondered if who he was would be enough to hold on to Jamie.
That fear stemming from his early years of knowing love couldn’t last long under stress kept Kyle from giving voice to the tangle of words that always seemed to be on the tip of his tongue these days.
“None of us would think less of you for choosing your family over the team,” Kyle said quietly.
Jamie’s arm tightened where it was curled around Kyle.“I won’t give up what I’ve fought so hard for just to give my father another pillar to stand on.”
Kyle closed his eyes and curled in close.He didn’t know how else to comfort Jamie outside of the physical in this situation.Jamie’s family was a problem only Jamie could fix.The rest of the team could only watch from the sidelines, no matter how much they may want to voice their opinion.Kyle may have only been part of Alpha Team for less than a year, but he knew, given the choice, he wouldn’t want to give Jamie up.
It was no surprise his family felt the same way.
Kyle wanted to tell Jamie that he wouldn’t lose them, that he wouldn’t lose Kyle unless Jamie was the one to walk away, but they’d all lost too many on the front lines of a seemingly never-ending war against shifting ideologies and politics.In some sense, Jamie lost more, being a commander who’d had to bury far too many Recon Marines after the mission in Tripoli.Life was full of changes, and not all of them were good.
Jamie sighed deeply and didn’t continue the conversation.Kyle counted Jamie’s heartbeats under his ear until he fell asleep.
* * *
Jamie woke slowly, rising out of sleep without the jarring suddenness that happened while in the field.Blinking lazily up at the bedroom ceiling, he stretched a little beneath the covers, chuckling softly at the sleepy, irritated noise Kyle let out beside him on the bed.Kyle had stolen half of Jamie’s pillow during the night when he’d curled up close while asleep, one of his arms slung across Jamie’s chest.
