“You’ll get to… wait. Did you just say okay?”
German nodded. His smile never dimmed. “Yeah. Let’s do it.”
Blaze was on his knees in an instant. “Are you for real? You’re really going to come?” Blaze straddled German’s body.
German massaged Blaze’s hips. “Totally serious. I don’t know how long I can feasibly stay. If Steel contacts me, I’ll have to go where I’m sent, but yeah.” His smile faltered. “I don’t think I can go so long without you again. That was brutal. Obviously, you’re worth it, and I’ll do whatever it takes to make us work, but I’d rather be with you.”
“Holy shit.” Blaze was blown away. “You’re perfect.”
German shook his head. “No, I just think we can be.”
Damn. He really said and did all the right things. Blaze had always thought relationships had to be hard. He had always been told anything worth having was worth the fight. Every day, German showed him there didn’t have to be a fight to begin with. He had never dated anyone who didn’t keep him stressed out. That was one of the biggest reasons he had stopped seeing people exclusively.
“I bet you’re always the adultiest adult in every room. You’re like the adult premium package.”
German laughed. “I don’t even know what that’s supposed to mean.”
“It means you need to come shower with me.”
It seemed German didn’t need to be told twice. In a flash, German was out of bed with Blaze over his shoulder. Blaze laughed as German raced toward the bathroom.
“You know, I’ve really have to piss and your gigantic-ass shoulder is jammed against my bladder. This might not work out for you.”
German dropped him next to the toilet. “You go ahead. I’ll head to the bathroom across the hall.” They exchanged a look and burst out laughing again. It hit Blaze what it was about German that he withered without. German was his best friend. He made Blaze laugh, smile, and let him be free to say anything. Blaze was happy. It was a damn shame it had been so damn long since he felt that emotion that he hadn’t recognized what he experienced right away. He watched German walk out the door before he got down to business. He felt a hell of a lot better with an empty bladder. As he put toothpaste on his toothbrush, German reappeared. He got the shower going before joining Blaze in brushing his teeth. Side by side, their gazes kept meeting in the mirror. Nothing about the situation felt weird or awkward. It felt like they went through this same routine every day together. By the time they were nude together in the shower, Blaze’s mind was a bit of a mess. With clarity came some confusion. How had this thing happened to him so fast? Blaze had fucked with literally countless men. He had never felt this way.
German washed Blaze’s body. He kept his eyes locked on his hands. “I swear your thoughts are screaming at me.”
He couldn’t look away from the way German didn’t meet his stare. “What do you hear?”
German finally lifted his gaze. His heart was in his eyes. “An echo of my own thoughts. You want to know why this feels so right.”
Goddamn. He really was a mind reader. “What conclusion did you come to?”
German’s eyes never wavered from holding his stare. “That it’s a lot simpler than I’m making it. I think I met the one for me. No puzzles to solve or confusion to wade through. I love being with you and don’t want to be anywhere else. You’re just it for me. Is that too scary for you?”
“No. I think you’re right. Maybe it’s crazy, but this is the surest I’ve been about anything in a long time. You showed up just in time.”
“For what?” German whispered the question, making their conversation feel even more intimate.
“For me to be ready for you.”
German dipped his chin and swiped his lips across Blaze’s, teasing him into a kiss. “Same,” German confessed before deepening their kiss.
Blaze stroked German’s erection while their tongues played. He pulled away but kept pumping German’s cock. “We should get clean because I really want you inside me.”
Apparently, those were the right words. German didn’t waste time. He got them both scrubbed in record time. Considering he was extremely thorough, Blaze was impressed. Somehow, German even had them towel-dried in what felt like seconds. Then he was on his side in bed while German curled against his back and fingered him with lubed digits. German kissed his neck and shoulder.
Blaze gasped for air. He reached over his head, buried his fingers in German’s wet hair, and held on. He loved the way German’s lips felt against his skin. Blaze was in paradise. Something much larger replaced German’s fingers and Blaze pushed his ass back, trying to take more of what he wanted. Once he took every inch, German linked fingers with him and rolled his hips, making love to Blaze. Blaze switched between moaning and gasping for air. Everything he possessed stayed focused on the way German made his body sing.
“Fuck, German. You make me want everything.”
“I’ve got skills and stamina. I can do that.”
Blaze moved closer to the edge. His brain and tongue lost their connection. “That’s hot, but that’s not what I meant. I want everything in life with you.”
German stopped thrusting. The air held its breath. Blaze instantly regretted getting carried away. Then German went back to rocking inside him. “Good. I want it all.”
Blaze swore the confession sent him flying. Logically, it was most likely the way German’s dick pounded him at the perfect angle. But German’s words definitely pulled Blaze’s heart into the orgasm.
