Somehow he found the strength in his limbs to spin them around. Farzan’s fingers slipped out of him as he pushed Farzan back onto the bed and straddled him.
“I told you. I need you in me,” he growled. “Condom?”
Farzan’s pupils were dilated, his warm eyes glazed over with lust, as he gestured to the side of the bed. They must’ve gotten bounced off.
David growled, leaned over the bed and grabbed the packets. He opened one up, rolled it down Farzan’s firm length, and added more lube. Leaned forward, so his face hovered right above Farzan’s, breathing hard as he got the angle right and lowered himself down.
“Fuck,” David groaned. Farzan’s cock filled him perfectly, warmth pressing against his inner walls, the angle just right to get more pressure against his prostate. “Fuck.”
He shivered, clenching up around Farzan, which got a shiver from below in response.
“You feel amazing,” Farzan whispered, hands sliding up David’s stomach to cup his pecs. “You’re beautiful.”
“You are.” David leaned down to kiss Farzan, and Farzan rocked beneath him, thrusting slowly, making David see stars. “Oh, babe…”
He sat back up, so he could ride Farzan properly, gazing down into his liquid eyes, his bowed lips, his perfect face. How had he waited so long for this?
How had he never known how good it could be?
Well, he had himself to blame for that, didn’t he? He told himself heonly did casual. Told himself life was too busy to be with anyone for more than a quick fuck. Told himself that anything else would be a distraction.
But he was wrong. Farzan wasn’t a distraction. He was a revelation. A gift. He turned everything brighter. Made every sip of wine sweeter. Made every rough day easier to bear.
David came alive with Farzan.
And he’d known, deep down, from the moment he laid eyes on Farzan, he was flirting with danger. But he’d been too stubborn to admit it. Too scared to.
David had been in love before. But never like this. He’d never felt the slow, inexorable slide toward someone, the snowflake that became an avalanche. The inevitable realization that life made more sense when shared with someone you cared about.
Someone you loved.
Fuck, he loved Farzan. Loved his kindness, his passion, his shy smiles and intense gazes.
And fuck, was he gazing up at David intensely now, driving his hips up with increasing vigor, threatening to unmake David.
But he was already unmade.
Fuck.
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Fuck,” David grunted again, as Farzan scooted his feet closer to get a better angle. “Fuck.”
Farzan wasn’t used to being ridden like this—it had never been his favorite position—but he might have to reevaluate his preferences. Because David on top of him, breathless and speechless (the repeated cries of “Fuck!” didn’t count), dark brown skin glowing in the bedroom light, was a revelation. Muscles heaving, cock swaying in time, the smell of sweat and vetiver permeating everything, leaving Farzan drunk on David, David, David.
He was sweating now too, beads streaking down his temples, tickling his neck as they fell onto the towels below, and fuck, he should’ve turned the space heater down a bit, but he wasn’t going to stop. He’d rather die than stop his thrusts, give up the hot squeeze of David around him, the warm weight against his hips. He craned his neck upward for another kiss, but the action adjusted the tilt of his hips. David’s back arched and his head fell back with another cry of “Fuck!”
David unmoored was the most beautiful thing Farzan had seen in his entire life. He reached up, ran his hands along David’s sides, grazing thesoft hair in his armpits, tracing the muscles of his arms. David leaned forward suddenly, hands digging into Farzan’s pecs, ripping out a few strands of his chest hair, but he didn’t even care, because David was closer now, close enough to kiss again, to let their lips collide and their tongues dance and their breaths mingle.
Farzan was hot everywhere. It was dark outside, and his blackout curtains were drawn, but he wouldn’t be surprised if his neighbors could see the glow. He had a sun inside him, threatening to burn him, consume him, and he didn’t care.
Let it burn.
“Fuck,” David groaned right into Farzan’s mouth, and he clenched up at the same time, and fuck indeed, because Farzan was getting close. He let go of David’s sides, gripped David’s neck with his left hand and David’s cock with his right to start stroking.
“Are you getting close?” Farzan whispered against the corner of David’s mouth.
