He was never going to get tired of coming all over Grant. Grant was soneat, it was nice to mess him up a little.
Sunny’s eyes rolled back in his head as he felt Grant coming too, his cock twitching inside Sunny, pulse after pulse sending aftershocks rippling through his already spent body, right on the verge of being painful, but not quite.
He listened to Grant pant and gasp his way through his own orgasm, the last few tendrils of arousal curling up in his gut again. This felt so damnedgood.
He loved that he could make Grant come.
Sunny wanted to make Grant come twice a day for the rest of his life. Especially knowing how soft and cuddly he got after.
Grant rolled to the side, the bed creaking as he collapsed onto it.
For a handful of minutes, all either of them could do was stare up at the ceiling and catch their breath.
Once Sunny had the power to move again, he rolled onto his side, resting his head on Grant’s shoulder, splaying his hand possessively over his chest so he could feel his heart beating under it.
“Waybetter than expected,” Sunny said, remembering last time.
“I just want you to be happy,” Grant responded. Sunny’s heart clenched at the sincerity.
Grant was so impossibly sweet. Which, as it turned out, was exactly what Sunny was looking for in a man. Someone who’d be sweet, and sincere, and wasn’t interested in playing games or looking better in front of his partner.
Grant justwas, and he cared about Sunny, and Sunny loved him so much he was afraid his heart might explode with it.
“I am happy. You have no idea,” Sunny said. “I never expected to find someone like you.”
“Me neither,” Grant said. “Wished for it a lot, but…”
“Oh, yeah,” Sunny agreed. “You definitely qualify as the man of my dreams. Even if I wasn’t totally sure what I was dreaming of.”
“We’ll make this work,” Grant said, turning over to face Sunny. “Whatever it takes, okay? I thought I’d lost you tonight, and I really don’t ever want to feel like that again.”
Sunny bit his lip, tears welling up in his eyes at the thought of losing Grant. Everything felt like it’d happened so fast, and all of Sunny felt raw and exposed right now, but he wanted what Grant wanted.
He wanted this to work.
He wanted to be able to be in love with Grant, forever, and live happily ever after.
“I just want to be with you,” Sunny said. “And I really don’t care what we have to do to make it work.”
“Good.” Grant wrapped an arm around Sunny’s back, hugging him close and pulling the blankets up over both of them. “I love you.”
“I love you, too,” Sunny murmured, sure that he was never going to get tired of that.
He had Grant. Everything else, they could figure out later.
