Hans rolled Adrik onto his back again, moving between Adrik’s legs, his knees prying them wider. He leaned down, and the scent of mint was still on his lips as he stole a deep kiss, silencing Adrik’s gasp.
“I’ve never been fucked like that, Hans.”
“I thought you never bottomed?” Hans wiped the sweat dripping down Adrik’s face with the back of his hand.
“I haven’t, but it doesn’t matter what position, you didn’t just fuck me. You made love to me, and I fucking adored every minute.”
“I don’t know how to just fuck.”
“I believe you. I’ve never fucked anyone like you did to me. Never.”
“Didn’t you ever love the person you fucked?”
“No. No, the only person I loved—we were never together.” Adrik looked away for a moment.
“Did I hurt you?”
“Just a little, but it passed with your patience.”
“So, you’re good?”
“Got a question for you.”
“Shoot.”
“Did you train at dick school?”
“Sorry, I forgot to tell you about that.”
They laughed while their bodies remained entwined in a warm embrace.
“I like this, Hans. You and me.”
“I like us tangled up too.”
Hans removed the used condom and threw it into the small trash can beside the bed. He gathered tissues from the end table and wiped his hands and both of their cocks.
Afterward, the room was silent except for their ragged breathing. Hans collapsed onto his back, pulling Adrik’s sweat-slicked body against his chest. He tucked Adrik’s head under his chin, his hand moving in slow, soothing circles across his back. Both still felt the afterglow of their lovemaking.
He’d done it. He gave everything. And he loved it. A sense of peace washed over him as he pressed a soft, lingering kiss to the top of Adrik’s damp head.
Chapter Eleven
Adrik
Adrik woke slowly, thekind of slow where the world was softened around the edges. Warm breath brushed his cheek, and when he opened his eyes, Hans was right there curled in close, their foreheads almost touching. For a moment, Adrik just watched him sleep. He looked peaceful, younger somehow.
Before he could overthink it, Adrik leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to Hans’ lips.
“Mm,” Hans murmured, waking with a small smile.
“I love waking up with you beside me,” Adrik whispered. His voice came out rough, but honest. That warm feeling hit him again, and he didn’t mind.
Hans smiled wider. “Me too.”
“I’ve never spent an entire night with anyone before. No one has ever even seen my bed.”
“Really? Why not?”
