“Not long,” I said after consideration. “Only fifty or sixty years. Seventy at the most.”
“Oh, well,” Ward said, still stroking the back of my thigh. “That’s not long at all.”
“Blink of an eye,” I agreed. “We should enjoy it while it lasts.”
“So can I have the lube, then?” Ward asked.
I shook my head. “You rode in like a knight in shining armour to rescue me from a dragon.”
“So now you’re gonna ride me like a horse?” Ward asked, breaking into a broad grin.
I hoped he never stopped being like this. He was my friend first, I wanted him to be my friend always.
I just also wanted his dick.
“I have no idea how to ride a horse,” I said, flicking the lube open.
“You were in that movie! With the horses!” Ward said. “You were so sweet with them.”
“Two different horses bit me during filming,” I said. “There are no scenes of me actually riding a horse in that movie because horses hate me.”
“Wow.” Ward grinned up at me. “Personal behind-the-scenes commentary.”
“Mock me,” I said, bending down again to peck his lips. “And I’ll go take care of myself in the shower.”
“You could, but you wouldn’t enjoy it as much,” Ward teased.
Laughter spilled out as I kissed him again, grabbing one of the condoms I’d stashed in the same spot as the lube and folding it into his hand. “Not that I don’t love you when you’re shy, but the confidence is kinda hot.”
“I’m always confident with you,” Ward said. “I know I can be.”
I hummed as I poured lube onto my fingers, nuzzling Ward’s jaw, kissing my way to his ear. “Also hot,” I said. “Now put that on so I can pretend to know how to ride a horse.”
Ward broke down into giggles, but the sound of crinkling let me know he was doing as he was told. I caught his lips to taste his laughter, giddy with happiness at finally being here, finally being home.
There was nothing that felt more like home than Ward’s naked skin sliding against mine as I kissed him, prepping myself with a lot less care than he would’ve insisted on, too desperate to feel him inside me to wait for his gentleness. Not that I didn’t love how gentle he was, but I was in a hurry today.
Besides, as far as I was concerned, we had our whole lives to take our time.
His breath hitched as my hard, leaking cock dragged along the sensitive skin of his belly, leaving a sticky trail of precome in its wake as I rocked against him. Just the thought of Ward was enough to leave me panting for breath already. Imagining the way he felt made me feel like I was on fire and the only way to make it bearable was to have him as soon as possible.
Luckily, Ward didn’t seem to be in the mood to argue with that.
Fireworks burst at the back of my skull as I sank down onto his waiting cock, biting my lip and focusing on my breathing. My head was spinning and my thighs were trembling with the effort of the slow drop, but it was so worth it now that I could feel Ward inside me.
“You know,” I said, breathless, curling my hands around his shoulders to brace myself. “This officially makes you the person I’ve had sex with most in my life.”
Ward broke into the sweetest smile, running the palm of his hand up my thigh. “I’m honored,” he said.
“Good,” I said, bending down to brush a kiss over his mouth. “You should be.”
Ward laughed, pulling me down for another kiss, slow and sleepy, one hand around the back of my neck and the other stroking up and down my side.
“Can we take it slow now?” Ward asked against my lips. “Just this once?”
I didn’t have it in me to refuse him. Now that he was inside me, I wanted this to last, too. I knew we had a long future together ahead of us, but that didn’t mean I wasn’t planning to enjoy every second of it.
“Only because I love you,” I said, arching my back slowly to make Ward’s breath hitch, holding him right at the peak of the roll before sinking back down on him. “Like that?”
