Page 82 of Ashes to Ash’s

“Holy… shit…” Ash gasped, his body rocking back against mine, as the last few throbs of my cock tingled him from the inside out.

“Unholy… more like…” I breathed, my body covering his like a human blanket, sweat slick between us, our skin heated, and our very souls entwined for eternity.

“You’re… my god, Cal… fucking… hell.”

I kissed his shoulder, my hands sliding around his biceps to hold him close. We couldn’t stay like this, as much as I wanted to, because I had to be crushing him, but for now? My fucking limbs were trembling, and if I tried to move, I’d land in a heap. Yeah, this is us for now.

We lay beside each other, wrapped in the bedding that we frantically grabbed once our skin cooled, and we were capable of moving our limbs again. Ash was laying against my chest, his face tucked into my neck, and his warm breaths sending ripples of gooseflesh across my skin.

“Ash?”

He hummed a response, his lips brushing my throat as he moved them.

“Was… was it okay? Was I?”

He practically moaned in response. “So good. So fucking good.”

“Did… I mean, I hurt you? Did I hurt you?”

“Fuck, yeah. You were amazing, Cal. Just like I knew you would be.”

I swallowed hard, my mind replaying every second of our sex, including the weird thoughts I’d had flooding my mind, as I took my life back from the hatred of forced religion once and for all.

“Guess I’m definitely gay then.”

Ash laughed. “So perfectly who you are on the inside, babe. So perfectly you. Also very mine. All the mine a person could be.”

“Even though I got rough?”

He lifted his head then, rolling his eyes at me. “Oh, so we’re gonna have a deep chat right now, while I’m still tingling, and my ass is throbbing?”

Oh. “Do you need painkillers or something? Is it that bad?”

“I need to rest, because my boyfriend just reamed my ass like a bastard, right before he filled it with cum.”

I squeezed my eyes closed, but it wasn’t shame I was feeling, or even remorse. It was relief. Peace.

“Thanks for not giving up on us, Ash. I fought my feelings for too long, but never again.”

His eyes narrowed at me as I watched him absorb my words.

“Never again is fucking right. You don’t ever get to leave me, or be away from me. You even try and I’ll hunt you down to my last fucking breath. I’d die trying, and then I’d-”

“I know, I know. Ecto-cum. You said.” He laughed, nodding at me as he settled back down.

“Exactly. So for now, can you shut up so we can rest?”

Yep. I could definitely do that. Every threat and challenge was behind us now, and we could just be us.

Epilogue

Ash

For the next few weeks, we settled into a comfortable routine. The house had become our home, with our own possessions mingled among the things already here for my prepper family’s obsession with readiness.

There were clothes, there was food, and there was furniture. What more did we need?

Ren had decided he wanted to be an artist, and it turned out the kid had talent, so Em was spending time with him, giving him pointers, and promising to teach him how to tattoo skin as soon as he wanted.