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“Fuck,” he panted, already splaying his hands over my ass and tugging my hips closer to his face to lick from my balls to my hole.

I whimpered, leaning down to suck his cock into my mouth just as he speared me with his tongue again. Strong arms banded around my hips, keeping me locked to his mouth. I sucked feverishly, too desperate to have any kind of gag reflex, swallowing every inch of his cock until my nose was pressed to the seam of his sac.

Brian quaked beneath me, his knees falling open, mammoth thighs trembling from the onslaught of sensation I was inflicting on him. His hips started to buck just a little, and I moaned in encouragement so he’d fuck my throat.

My hips were rocking in the tight band of his arms, grinding my hole against his tongue. I was fully lost to all of it. The thick cock forcing my jaw open wide, cutting off my air, throbbing in my throat. The soft, wet friction of his tongue fucking into me and laving my rim. His little puffs of breath against my wet, sensitive skin as he moaned and panted, his mouth going still every now and then when he got too distracted by what I was doing to him.

I dragged my mouth back up his length, sucking greedily, before lavishing attention on his cockhead. I gave it a wet, open-mouthed kiss and dragged my lower lip over his frenulum. I swirled my tongue around the flared ridge and gave the weeping slit at the tip a few tiny licks to coax out more pre-cum. I felt his crown swell and harden even more in my mouth as I sucked. Brian’s breaths shallowed, his body trembling, before he loosed a loud, guttural groan against me as his cock throbbed on my tongue.

Thick ribbons of cum shot into the back of my throat, rapid and heavy and hot. My eyes rolled back in my head as I whimpered, sucking and swallowing, my own hips moving jerkily now as my lower body tightened. Brian was groaning against me, fucking me hard and fast with his tongue, tugging my hips down again and again to plunge it even deeper.

A strained shout left him when I coaxed that extra load of seed from him, swallowing convulsively to trigger it. His big body shook on the bed, fingers digging into my ass so hard they felt like claws.

It was that last heavy stream of cum landing directly on my tongue that launched me into a climax so intense and searing that I seized up completely and my head filled with static. Pleasure pulsed through my body in hard, rippling waves that made me spasm around his tongue until he slipped it free and left me clenching around nothing.

I collapsed on top of him, weak and dazed and panting for breath. With great effort, my legs trembling wildly, I heaved myself off him and turned to tuck myself into his side, nestling under his heavy arm and rubbing my cheek on his pec. His heart was thundering in his chest, which rose and fell fast as he tried to catch his breath.

Eventually he shifted with a tired groan, twisting onto his side and propping himself up on an elbow to lean over me. He dropped kisses all over my face, from my forehead to my chin, before finally capturing my mouth in the sweetest kiss of all.

My hands shot up to cup his jaw as I kissed him back desperately. My chest felt too full. My head was still cloudy from that synapse-searing orgasm and all the ones that had come before it over the last few days. There was so much inside me, all of it clamouring desperately for this sweet, beautiful werewolf, that I knew I needed to let some of it out if I didn’t want to explode.

“I want you so much, Brian,” I whispered, gazing up at him. “I… Brian, I…”

He watched me in silence, playing with one of my curls as he patiently waited for me to finish.

Pure, unadulterated terror flooded my belly, turning my blood cold, as I tried again. “I…”

What if he didn’t say it back? What if he didn’t feel it back?

What if he laughed at me? No, he would never do that. But… what if he left?

To my complete and utter horror, I found myself bursting into tears.

Brian reared back a little in shock, blinking fast. He recovered quickly and slid his hand under my head to cup the back of it, bringing me closer so he could wrap his arms around me. “Klaus—Baby, what’s wrong?”

“I’m s-s-sorry,” I sobbed into his neck, clutching his hair far too tightly but unable to let go. “I’m just sc-scared.”

He tensed against me, then crushed me tighter to his chest. “Scared of what? Tell me.” There was urgency in his voice, and the weak part of me desperately hoped it was born from his desire to protect me because he loved me just as much.

“Scared that I—That you don’t—” I cut myself off with a choked sob, because I didn’t want to say it out loud and feel like I was manipulating him into saying it back just to reassure me. I didn’t think Brian would ever lie to me, but he was also unbelievably sweet and kind and wouldn’t like seeing me upset. It was far too easy for people to say things they didn’t really mean in situations like this.

But Brian also knew me very well by now, and he was no fool.

“That I don’t what?” He kissed the top of my head. I could hear the frown in his voice. “That I don’t want you back just as much?”

I broke into fresh sobs, getting snot and tears all over his neck. I faintly heard him tut to himself before a big hand was stroking through my curls.

“Klaus…” He kissed my hair again before gently urging my head back so he could cup my cheeks and gaze down at me sombrely. “I’m in love with you. Of course I want you back just as much.”

He said it almost as if this was previously established knowledge. Something we’d discussed already. He said it so matter-of-factly, so unwaveringly, that something small and fragile and dented inside me seemed to bloom, swelling and strengthening until it was like all those little dings had never even happened.

At least I’d been so startled by what he’d said that I’d stopped crying. I stared up at him in shock, reaching for my face with a shaky hand to wipe my wet cheeks. “Wh-what? What did you say?”

“I said of course I want you back just as much.” He gestured vaguely at the bed. “I mean, isn’t that obvious from—”

“Not that part!” I gently smacked his shoulder, sniffling to try and get rid of the nasal quality to my voice. I sounded shy and embarrassingly hopeful when I added, “The… the other part.”

Brian grinned down at me, then ducked his head to nuzzle my cheek. “That I’m in love with you?”