Ramin gasped. “Fuck, Noah.”
Noah grinned and picked his pace back up, slicked up by his own cum. That shimmering feeling built inside Ramin again.
“Oh fuck,” Ramin grunted.
“Yeah, baby,” he said. “You gonna come for me?”
“Uh-huh.”
Noah shifted his angle, and Ramin saw stars.
The prostate orgasm didn’t slam into him. Instead it built and built and built, sparking along his nervous system, until all his senses were honed to a single point deep inside where Noah’s cock kept slamming into him.
And then he crested, like a cup overflowing with water, like a wave rolling onto shore, and the pleasure consumed him, and the contractions started deep inside, and he spilled out onto his belly as Noah looked down at him, a light in his eyes like he’d just seen God.
And maybe he had.
Maybe they both had.
A whine of pleasure burst from deep in Ramin’s lungs as the pleasure carried him away.
Finally, finally, Ramin came back to earth, to find Noah still fucking him, though his pace was flagging.
They both breathed hard as Noah slowed and then stilled. He trailed kisses along Ramin’s legs, massaged his thumbs into Ramin’s aching hamstrings and finally released them.
Noah’s cock slipped out. Ramin clamped down as hard as he could to keep everything inside. Fuck, was he gaped? He couldn’t move. Didn’t even want to.
Thank God for sex towels, at least.
Slowly, starting at his soles, Noah kissed up his body. He was sweaty, hair messed up, face red, as he teased and tasted and tantalized Ramin, even pausing to sample Ramin’s load where it pooled in his belly button.
How was this even real?
A sudden aftershock had Ramin shuddering. His body was still sparkling. He could’ve floated off the bed without Noah holding him down.
Noah. Who loved him.
And Ramin loved Noah back.
It’s a tough life.
Finally Noah made his way up to Ramin’s face, hovering over him in a push-up. He brought a hand up, tacky with lube, but Ramin didn’t even care as he traced Ramin’s neck, his jaw, that soft spot behind his ear that made him melt.
“I love you, baby.” Noah leaned down to kiss him.
“I love you.” Ramin kissed Noah back, slow and tender, tasting himself on Noah’s tongue. Fuck that was hot. He sucked Noah’s tongue hard.
Noah let out a little giggle. Ramin’s favorite. He couldn’t stop from smiling, but the smile let Noah’s tongue escape.
Noah broke the kiss and nuzzled his nose against Ramin’s throat.
“You’re perfect.” Noah relaxed, collapsing and pinning him against the bed. Ramin relished the contact. Relished being trapped.
He never wanted free of Noah.
Satisfaction settled over him like a warm blanket. His body was buzzing. Every fiber of him sparked with the knowledge that he was right where he belonged. With the man he belonged with.
He wanted to stay here forever, safe in Noah’s arms, cuddled and cradled and protected and thoroughly fucked. Together.
