Threading his fingers through Nevair's hair, he made soothing noises. "I can't. I can't leave you."
Nevair's sobs were heart-wrenching and Lian hated Tres more with each breath. That weasel better hope they convicted him of tampering with the water source because the authorities would only put him in jail. Lian imagined doing so much worse.
"Spend tonight with me. Make my last night my best one ever," Lian urged.
Nevair looked up at Lian, his handsome face streaked with tears. "I will."
His kiss, soft as a whisper, brushed Lian's mouth.
Lian pulled away and cupped Nevair's cheeks between his long fingers. "I want to be inside you."
Nevair nodded his agreement. "Anything you want."
"I don't have supplies." For the first time, Lian realized he didn't have anything to ease their lovemaking.
Nevair pulled a small bottle of lube from his pocket. Lian gave him an inquiring look.
Nevair shrugged. "Either way, I wanted to make love one more time."
"I see." Their kiss, full of heat and possession, sizzled between them. "I'm going to make you feel so good."
Nevair's skin, softer than silk and twice as fine, slid beneath Lian's fingers as his lover slipped off his robes.
"You're beautiful," Lian sighed.
Nevair narrowed his eyes. "Did they drug you?"
"No!" Lian shook his head.
"You're the pretty one. I'm just me," Nevair said.
Lian dropped the subject. No argument, no matter how small, would interrupt their last time together. As soon as they were both naked, Lian started a campaign to kiss every inch of Nevair's body. After only halfway through his goal, Nevair gripped Lian's hair and yanked him up. Nevair rolled them until Lian lay beneath him. Their erections rubbed against each other and Lian groaned.
"Didn't you like my kisses?"
Nevair loosened his hold on Lian's hair and slid his hands down Lian's back. "I enjoyed them too much. If you had continued, I would've come and missed the big event."
Lian lifted a brow. "The big event? I'll turn you around the next time. If you stay all night we're going to have sex more than once. I'll make sure you're not sore." A bit of magic would solve that problem.
After a brief hesitation, Nevair nodded. "Okay."
Lian smiled. Nevair rolled over and slid into a comfortable position of supporting himself on his forearms, ass in the air, and Lian couldn't stop the groan ripping from his chest.
Nevair looked over his shoulder at Lian. "I'm all yours."
A surge of possessiveness spiked through Lian. "If I die and somehow you survive, you'd better not let anyone else fuck you. I don't care who you have sex with but I better be the only one ever allowed inside." Lian didn't know why he cared. Hell, if he were dead, it shouldn't matter but if he died for this man he deserved something.
Nevair frowned. "If I survive your death, I will never love anyone else again."
Lian shivered at the chill going down his spine. He hadn't meant for Nevair to go that far. A little voice inside whispered that maybe he had. Shaking his head to dispel his guilty feelings, Lian poured an excessive amount of lube on his fingers before circling Nevair's hole. Pushing inside he added a little of his magic to remove the discomfort.
Nevair chuckled. "You didn't have to use your super doctor action."
"Yes, I did," Lian argued. "I don't want to cause you pain. Ever." He twisted his fingers until Nevair's body jolted beneath him.
"Do that again," Nevair demanded.
"What, this?" Lian pushed against the spot that caused the reaction in the first place.
