"Not the floor this time. My bed," Julian said huskily then nuzzled his ear, tickling Rob with his beard.
The relief that washed over Rob was almost as sharply painful as his disappointment had been. He cupped Julian's face, that beard of his soft against the palm of Rob's hand, his jaw line sharp. Taking a moment for a deep kiss first, Rob took his hand and pulled him out of there and up the stairs. He couldn't wait to have Julian again. Except this time, he planned to take it slow.
In Julian's bedroom, under dim lights, Rob forced his hands to slow down as he stripped Julian. As for Julian, he wasn't helping at all. He tugged at Rob's clothes roughly, raked his fingers over his skin. His hooded eyes and parted lips urged Rob to just take him already.
His body overheated, heart thumping, teeth clenched against the growling moans that rumbled through him, Rob somehow held back. His reward for staying in control was Julian stretched out on the dark gray sheets of his big bed, inviting him to climb on top.
Still Rob held off even as his cock jutted out ready and aching for Julian. His eyes roamed Julian's body – gorgeous, naked, and all his. Sitting up with a groan, Julian reached for him, but with a hand on his chest, Rob pushed him back down.
"Settle down, I need to spend some time on this perfect body," Rob ordered him as he ran his hand down his chest and over his abs, skipped around his cock and caressed his thigh.
"No. You are perfect," Julian panted as he arched his hips, his cock seeking contact with any part of Rob.
Rob pressed him to the mattress by his hip and leaned down to speak right in his ear. "I don't want to hear any arguments from you, just moaning and begging."
Julian laughed shakily, but soon he was kissed and licked everywhere, bitten in a few places too. Rob tasted almost every inch of him over and over again until Julian was a begging and moaning mess and more than ready for Rob to finally take him in his mouth.
Rob let Julian's hard, glistening cock enter the heat of his mouth slowly to the sound of Julian muffled, agonized cries. But he wasn't getting his satisfaction that way as Rob sucked lazily, priming Julian for more.
Julian got the idea. Hissing in a breath, he reached his arms up, stretched himself out, shuddered then opened his bedside drawer.
"I need you," he said as he fumbled blindly. It was no good. Finally he just yanked the drawer out and dumped it out on the bed. "I can't wait. I can't take this any more." He was shivering, feverish, a man pushed to the edge, but it was Rob who felt like he had to fuck Julian or he would die.
His cock was so painfully hard, he didn't know how he managed to lube them both, get on a condom and then enter Julian so nice and slow. Not that there was anything nice about the way Julian cursed under his breath and whimpered as Rob filled him up.
In Julian's eyes, Rob could see flashes of pain pushed aside by burning need. At that moment, he was jealous. He wanted to feel that too with Julian on top.
But not right now. Right now he wanted to keep pushing Julian harder, deeper, over the edge. Rob wanted to make Julian scream even if he couldn't, make him claw at him and bite his shoulder instead. Make him gasp Rob's name as his body went wild. Thrusting up while Rob pumped into him, Julian slammed their bodies together until they both came like an earthquake.
Rob collapsed, moaning, groping Julian's slick body everywhere. His own body wouldn't settle down, couldn't be convinced that it was satisfied. He couldn't get enough of Julian, but Rob finally slowed his breathing, quieted his heart a little and just held Julian against him tight.
"Mmm," Rob moaned against his neck as he leaned in to nuzzle him, heard his breathing become soft and even, felt his body grow heavy.
Exhausted, Julian was soon asleep, and Rob wanted to bury his face in the crook of his neck, wrap his arms around him and stay like that all night, or forever.
That scary word woke him up just as he might have fallen asleep like that. Careful not to wake him, Rob released Julian and it hurt. It hurt to leave his bed. It hurt even more to realize how much he wanted this not to end.
