Henry moaned into it, hands sliding around Dom’s waist and manoeuvring them both until Dom lay on top of him. They kissed for a long time, holding onto each so tight it was almost painful, their hips rocking together in a slow, sensuous rhythm that set Dom’s blood on fire.
Sweat slicked their skin, the bed covers pushed half onto the floor as the heat between them built.
“Want you,” Henry murmured, voice muffled where he pressed kiss after kiss against Dom’s throat. “Now.” He pointed in the general direction of his washbag and Dom got the hint, leaning over to get a condom and lube out of it.
Placing them on the bed next to them, Dom took a moment to compose himself. Propped up on his elbows, he looked down at Henry and his breath caught. With his hair wild and splayed over the pillow, eyes dark and full of the heat Dom felt raging inside him, Henry was the epitome of hot as fuck.
Dom wanted to fuck him so badly, but at the same time he didn’t want it to be over.
“All right?” Henry’s slight frown had Dom rushing to reassure him.
“Yeah.” He ducked his head and kissed him, the soft brush of lips Dom had intended soon morphing into something deeper and way more intense that had them both moaning. He broke away with a soft chuckle. “I was trying to make this last.”
Understanding dawned in Henry eyes, and Dom didn’t want to think about what came after. He wanted to enjoy this and block everything else out.
Just for a little while.
As Henry slid his hands down Dom’s back and grabbed his arse, bringing their hips together again, Dom shot him a grin he didn’t entirely feel. “You’re not helping.”
Henry smirked. “You sure about that?” He rolled his hips, and Dom groaned at the pressure of Henry’s cock alongside his own. “Your dick seems to be happy enough with my efforts.”
Dom laughed, his smile genuine this time, and pushed himself up onto his knees.
Henry handed him the condom and watched, tongue poking out to lick his bottom lip as Dom ripped open the packet and slowly rolled it down his length. “Fuck,” he whispered, gaze darting up to meet Dom’s.
“This okay?” Dom asked, taking the bottle of lube and squirting a generous amount on his fingers.
Henry nodded, and spread his legs wide, bringing his knees up to his chest.
Dom forced himself to take his time, working Henry open with careful fingers until he was a writhing, moaning mess, fists clenched so tightly in the bottom sheet his knuckles turned white.
“Enough,” he finally hissed, lifting his head to glare at Dom. “Any more prep and I won’t even notice you getting in there.”
Dom’s laughter filled the room, and he sat back giving his aching cock a slow stroke.
Any smart comeback died on his lips as Henry’s eyes darkened. He reached for Dom’s other hand and said, “I want you to fuck me so good I feel it for days.”
When we’re no longer together.
Pushing that thought from his mind, Dom shuffled forward and lined himself up before meeting Henry’s gaze again. “I can do that.”
As he slowly pushed inside him, everything else melted away apart from Henry wrapped around him, tight, despite his grumbling abouttoo much lube.Dom grit his teeth as he bottomed out, holding himself still to give them both a second to adjust.
With his usual lack of patience, Henry urged him to move after a few moments. “I’m fine,” he whispered, legs wrapping around Dom’s back. “Fuck me.”
It was the easiest command he’d ever had to follow.
Sliding into Henry’s tight heat again and again felt so right, as though they’d done this dance forever. Their bodies moved in synch, Henry meeting each thrust of Dom’s hips with his head thrown back, bottom lip caught between his teeth, and a look of such abandon on his face it took everything Dom had not to come at the sight.
But as lovely as that was, he wanted to see Henry’s eyes, needed to feel that connection one more time. “Henry?” he said, voice rough as pleasure lit his veins making words hard to process. “Look at me.”
Henry’s eyes opened and he slowly focused on Dom, a range of emotions flickering across his face. “Close,” he said, sounding as raw as Dom.
Good to know it’s not just me.
Grabbing onto Henry’s thighs, Dom pushed them up and back and fucked Henry for all he was worth, slamming into him again and again until he was barely hanging on. “Henry…fuck.”
Henry shoved his hand between them and grabbed his cock. A few strokes were all it took before he came, a low groan falling from his lips as he shuddered through it.
