Allen cried out again, his body shaking. Rick pushed a third finger in and started moving them, scissoring them to help the muscles loosen up more. Rick moved up Allen’s body and kissed him, and Allen groaned against Rick’s mouth when Rick’s hand tightened at his hip.
When Rick brushed that spot again, Allen’s body jolted hard. He gasped, and Rick paused again, watching him.
“Yeah?” Rick asked, a low edge in his voice now.
Allen nodded quickly. “Yeah—yeah.”
Rick kissed him again, slower and deeper, and Allen clung to him as the pleasure built inside. Rick moved his fingers again, teasing Allen’s prostate until Allen was shaking with need.
“Greedy,” Rick murmured.
Allen’s face burned, but he didn’t care. “Rick. Please.”
When Rick finally pulled his fingers away, Allen felt the loss sharply, and Rick’s other hand slid up to cup Allen’s face.
“Do you want me?” Rick asked, voice low.
Allen’s throat tightened. “Yes.”
“Tell me,” Rick said.
“I want you,” Allen said, breath shaky. “I want you inside me.”
Rick went still for half a second, eyes fixed on Allen’s, and then something in his expression sharpened. He nodded onceand shifted, slicked more lube, and lined himself up carefully, pausing again as if he was giving Allen one last chance to change his mind.
Rick pushed in slowly, and Allen’s breath broke as his body stretched around him. The stretch burned at first, and Allen’s fingers dug into Rick’s skin as he gasped and groaned Rick’s name. Rick stayed still once he was in, forehead dropping to Allen’s, breath uneven as he stayed still.
“Okay?” Rick asked, his voice rougher this time.
Allen forced himself to relax. The pressure eased as his body adjusted. Rick didn’t move until Allen nodded, and when Rick finally thrust, it was slow and steady. Allen’s body reacted fast, heat building again, and the combination of being kissed, being held, and being filled made Allen’s head go hazy.
Rick’s hand slid under Allen’s thigh and lifted it slightly, changing the angle, and Allen gasped when it hit that spot again and his hips jerked.
“There,” Rick murmured, and it sounded satisfied.
Allen clung to him, gasping as Rick kept fucking him, hitting that spot every time he thrust into Allen’s ass. Allen kissed him, their tongues tangling, his hands tugging on Rick’s hair.
Before he knew it, Allen’s body tightened, the pleasure climbing, and when he started to lose control, he grabbed Rick’s face and kissed him hard.
Rick groaned. “You close?” he asked.
Allen nodded, breath shaking. “Yeah.”
Rick’s hand moved between them, grabbing Allen’s dick and stroking it. Allen’s whole body shuddered, and he couldn’t hold his orgasm back. He broke with a gasp, his legs trembling, and Rick followed a few seconds later, thrusts going deeper, rougher, before he stilled then collapsed on top of Allen.
For a moment, neither of them moved.
Rick stayed inside him, breathing heavily, his forehead pressed to Allen’s, and Allen lay trying to catch his breath as his heart rate slowed. Rick kissed him, slower now, then shifted carefully and pulled out, immediately reaching for tissues and helping Allen to clean up without making it awkward.
Rick disposed of the condom, washed his hands, then came back and climbed into bed, pulling Allen close. Allen let him, sighing as he rested his head on Rick’s chest.
“Are you okay?” Rick asked.
Allen sighed as he closed his eyes. “Yeah.”
Rick’s hand tightened slightly on his waist. “Good.”
Allen lay there for a minute and realized that for once he didn’t feel alone.
