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Sven grunted, sucked in a breath, then groaned again when he wrapped his fingers around it.
“I love how loud you are during sex,” Geoffrey whispered into his ear. “My quiet man, so solemn most of the time and then you get turned on and let loose. It’s so fucking hot.”
But he wasn’t the hot one. And he wasn’t the strong one. Here he was turning to putty in this small man’s hands. One who had been through hell that day yet still pulled his exhausted self up into his lap to offer comfort. And apparently, more. “Hey,” he panted, his eyes rolling back into his head when Geoffrey stroked him with a firm grip. “Wait. You should…agh!”
Geoffrey had sucked his bottom lip into his mouth, bit down, and tightened his grip.
“Wait,” he breathed again.
Geoffrey let go of his lip with a lick across the top one. “Nope,” he growled. “You are not allowed to say I need time or anything like that. You just took the worst day of my life and made it the best. Do you hear me? The absolute best. That cancels all of that other bad shit out.” He rubbed his nose in Sven’s beard. “God, I’ve wanted you for so long and then we got together and I wouldn’t allow myself to hope for more, but I wanted it, Sven. Wanted to keep you so, so badly.”
“I’m yours.” Sven thrust up into his grip, nearly unseating Geoffrey from his lap. He grabbed his hips to keep him there, then couldn’t stop his fingers from stroking back to cup his ass in his palms.
Geoffrey kissed his cheek, then moved back to kiss his ear. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed but my ass fits perfectly in your hands.”
“Oh, I noticed.” Sven dug his fingers in and rubbed Geoffrey against him. “Fuck, Geoffrey.”
He snorted. “Yes, you are going to fuck Geoffrey. Haven’t we been through this before?”
That brought a laugh from Sven—one he hadn’t thought he’d be able to release for a long time after seeing what he had today. He hugged him close, then growled and flipped them over so he could kiss the hell out of him. He kicked the twisted covers off their legs and thrust his tongue deep into Geoffrey’s mouth. Geoffrey met him, voracious, a perfect match for him in every way.
This time Geoffrey made the noise. He moaned and pulled Sven’s weight down on him. “See? I’m good. You know why? All I’ve ever felt with you is safe. And ridiculous, mind-melting lust,” he murmured the last as he ran his hands up Sven’s arms, clasping the sides of his neck—thumbs in his beard. He came back to his lips, kissing like he was making love to Sven’s mouth, and need streaked through Sven. He rolled to the side, pulling Geoffrey with him, freeing one hand to touch his body all he wanted. His heart pounded as he pulled their groins together, slowly rubbing against him. Then, he stroked his palms over the firm muscles in his arms and over his chest and when he slid down his belly, Geoffrey gasped into his mouth.
It wasn’t enough. All the fear from earlier had carved a deep place in his chest and he couldn’t stop touching him, making sure he was okay. “You’ll be lucky to be out of my sight for the next week. Or two. I’ve never been that scared.”
“Yeah, me neither. But he’s dead. It’s over.” Geoffrey pushed him until Sven was on his back and crawled on top of him, straddling his waist, his dick pressing into Sven’s stomach. “I don’t want to think about him, don’t want him in this bed with us.” He kissed Sven’s throat, then down his chest, fastening his lips around a nipple.
Sven arched up into him, his dick sliding along the crease of his ass.
“There is so much of you to love.” Geoffrey kissed his stomach. “I think it’s gonna take me years to get to every inch.” He licked down his happy trail. “Many, many, wonderful years.”
Sven’s world had narrowed down to those lips and the powerful burst of need raging through his body. He pulled Geoffrey back up to his mouth and grew frustrated when he couldn’t see him. He clasped his arm around him and used his feet to scoot them across the bed so he could reach the lamp on his nightstand. He flipped it on only to find the sexiest smile curving Geoffrey’s swollen lips and he plopped his chin on Sven’s chest.
“It’s like a carnival ride.” He pressed his lips to Sven’s collarbone.
“Then grab a condom and ride me.”
Geoffrey’s hands actually shook as he sat back up and reached for the supplies they’d left on both sides of the bed. “Are we doing this, Sven? For real?” He tore open the packet.
