“You can. You will.”
“I can’t!” Taegan exclaimed, shaking his head. “Because I—I love you, Zorvut. I’m in love with you.”
Time froze as Zorvut’s golden-yellow eyes met his in surprise. He had wanted to say so much more, but the words stuck in his throat and his confession hung heavy in the air between them. When Zorvut finally spoke, it was in a soft, hoarse whisper.
“Taegan...” he said, looking away. That was all it took for the floodgates to open.
“I love you,” Taegan repeated. His voice broke as he began to cry openly. “Please come home with me. I want to marry you again, this time for love, if nothing else. I don’t care about the terms of the peace treaty, I care about you. None of it matters to me, Zorvut, I just wantyou.Please.”
He wiped the tears from his eyes and looked away, unable to meet Zorvut’s gaze out of fear. Had he come all this way only to be rejected?
“Taegan,” he heard Zorvut say again, and suddenly he was enveloped in his arms, being pressed tight to his chest. A ragged sob escaped Taegan’s lips as he held on desperately. “I love you, too, Taegan.”
The relief that flooded through him at those words was incandescent. All the exhaustion left him at once, like unhooking a heavy cloak and dropping it to the floor. He nodded against Zorvut’s chest, unable to formulate words as they embraced.
“I was so afraid,” Zorvut continued, his voice rumbling through his chest against Taegan’s ear. “I was so afraid you would be harmed. I just wanted you to be safe, I never wanted to hurt you.”
“I won’t let them,” Taegan finally said through his tears, reaching up to cup Zorvut’s face in his hands. “I won’t let them hurt either of us.” He pulled his face down to his own and kissed him hard. Nothing mattered but the contact between them, Zorvut’s arms wrapped tightly around him and their lips moving against each other. Though they had been apart only a day, they kissed as passionately as if they had been separated for months.
When they finally broke the kiss, one of Zorvut’s hands came up to run his fingers through Taegan’s hair, the other still embracing him.
“You’ll come home?” Taegan asked in a whisper, closing his eyes. He felt Zorvut nod as their foreheads pressed together.
“I will,” he affirmed, and kissed his forehead.
“You’ll marry me again?”
“I will.”
“You love me?”
“I love you.”
“Show me,” Taegan breathed, and slipped his hands underneath Zorvut’s shirt.
Before he could even get the shirt unfastened, Zorvut was lifting him up and carrying him to the tent. They descended in a tumble to his bedroll, Taegan’s legs straddling Zorvut’s waist below him.
“I love you,” he breathed as Zorvut’s hands traced across his body, brushing against his nipples and pressing into the divot of his hips. “I love you, I love you.” Zorvut only responded in a low, rumbling growl, but the insistence of his erection pressed against Taegan was answer enough.
He kicked his breeches off, stripping naked quickly as Zorvut undressed leisurely, his eyes running up and down Taegan’s body. Even though he could not feel Zorvut’s desire directly, the heat in his gaze still sent a jolt of arousal straight to his cock.
Before Zorvut could fully undress, Taegan leaned down and kissed him again. They kissed lazily for a moment until Zorvut broke apart to pull off his shirt, only to join their lips anew, then he whimpered against Zorvut’s mouth as the head of his cock pressed firmly against him. He was already slick with arousal and sank easily onto his cock, his head tilting back with a moan. Zorvut pressed his lips instead to his neck, kissing along his jaw and collarbones as he moved slowly, relishing in the long, slow strokes sliding in and out of him. The familiar fullness of Zorvut reaching the deepest parts of him spread through his abdomen as he took him down to the hilt, sending tiny shock waves of pleasure coursing through his whole body—he could never be satisfied with anyone else. He moved his hips in a slow, careful movement, and hissed in pleasure as Zorvut took his cock in his hand, stroking it in time with his hips.
“So big,” he groaned, watching the slight swell of his belly where Zorvut filled him to the brim. Pleasure burned through every vein in his body, and his own cock all but disappearing in Zorvut’s hand drove him to the edge. “Fuck, I’m already—ahh!” His eyes squeezed shut as he came, and he cried aloud as Zorvut stroked him harder, milking every drop of come into a warm pool on his belly. It was not as earth-shattering as the climaxes they shared through the bond, but there was still a familiarity to the heat that coursed through him.
His eyes fluttered open as Zorvut’s hands released him and moved along his body again, sending sharp pulses of pleasure through his sensitized nerves. One hand came to rest on his back, pushing him down to lean into Zorvut’s torso, the other clasping his ass and spreading him wider, feeling along the place where their bodies conjoined. Now Zorvut’s hips were moving, thrusting in and out of him, and Taegan let out a muffled moan against his shoulder, wrapping his arms around his neck.
“Gods, you feel so good,” Zorvut groaned in his ear. “I can’t—I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Don’t hold back,” Taegan begged, eliciting a helpless moan from Zorvut as his hips stuttered. “Harder.”
He didn’t need to ask again, as Zorvut immediately began to fuck him harder, grabbing his hips with both hands as he thrust up into him. Pain and pleasure exploded through him in equal parts at the rapid, unbearable fullness, and he dug his fingernails into Zorvut’s neck as he cried out.
The friction of their bodies pressed together and the warm slickness of his own come against his overstimulated cock drove him to orgasm again rapidly; only a few weak spurts of come left him but the pleasure coursed through his body all the same, leaving him twitching and pulsating around Zorvut’s cock.
“My Taegan,” Zorvut moaned as Taegan clenched around him. “My love. You’re mine—you’remine.” The last word was a growl accentuated with one last hard thrust, and Taegan gasped as a hot gush of liquid filled his belly, stretching him open even more. He could feel Zorvut’s cock pulsating inside him as he came, his load filling him to the brim and dripping out of him in excess.
They lay together for a long time, still joined as they caught their breath, Zorvut’s hands trailing soft, shapeless lines in a comforting gesture along Taegan’s back. Finally he shifted his hips and Taegan whined as the cock slid out of him, only for the sound to morph into a moan as a lewd gush of liquid followed, the come dripping from him in a thick, steady stream.
