They started their dinner with a kabocha squash soup garnished with fried sage leaves. The main course was roast duck with mustard greens and a sour cherry vinaigrette. It was followed by brandy quince compote served with spiced shortbread triangles.
It wasn't the kind of food Rob usually ate, but it was good and he could tell Julian wanted this to be a special and memorable meal and he chose everything with care. It made Rob feel valued, a feeling he never experienced with anyone else.
Before now, dates were just something to do on the way to fucking, but this was completely different. Every moment with Julian was special, part of something bigger.
After dinner they got up and danced to the music that reached them from downstairs. Pressed close they swayed and then Julian whispered, "I'm actually happy."
"Don't be so surprised," Rob told him.
"But I am," Julian confessed and Rob drew back a little so he could see him better. As he looked into Julian's eyes, Rob could see both happiness and sadness in them. "I thought I would never be able to live any sort of life that was at all satisfying, that had any joy in it."
"And now?" Rob prompted him while nuzzling the side of his neck, rubbing his face against his beard.
"If you're asking if I'm satisfied...?" Julian paused to smirk at him. "Not yet."
The music mingled with the breeze and washed over them softly. Their bodies fitting perfectly, impossibly close, they danced. The slow burning friction made Rob harder and Julian too. As close as they were, the arousal was undeniable and building with every swaying motion and every warm breath against Rob's earlobe as Julian sighed with pleasure.
Letting his lips brush Julian's beard, Rob growled his name. In an answering move, Julian traced Rob's clean-shaven jaw with his parted lips then rubbed his beard against his cheek.
Heat was coiling in Rob's belly, growing stronger working its way lower. Rob's hands moved along Julian's waist to his lower back then rubbed and lingered before following the perfect curve of his ass while Julian groped him the same way. The feel of it set Rob on fire. He needed Julian so much, but first there was something he needed more.
Pulling his head back to lock eyes with Julian, Rob took a shaky breath then he told him, "So this is love, huh?"
Julian's eyes went wide. "Are you asking me or telling me?"
"Both. I'm kind of amazed, kind of in shock. I didn't know it would feel so painfully good, so crazy."
"Me either. It scares me, but I love you anyway. I can't help it. I want a chance with you more than anything," Julian said breathlessly, like Rob's declaration had knocked the wind out of him.
"I want everything with you." Rob pressed a kiss to his lips, deep but soft then he told him. "I love you."
Still dancing and kissing they made their way inside. They stripped each other, discarding their clothes on the floor until they reached the bed, fully naked.
Julian pushed Rob down on the bed and kissed his way over his thighs and to his cock. He licked from his balls to the tip then let the head slide between his lips while he moaned. A few hard pulls and Rob was hissing between his teeth telling himself to hang on.
Easing off, Julian drew in a breath and took him deeper but sucked more gently. He was driving Rob wild, but he had to stop him. Rob murmured his name and finally told him what he wanted. "Julian. I want you to fuck me."
Julian stopped sucking and looked up at Rob questioningly.
"Please," Rob said to make himself clear.
"OK," Julian said softly and his kisses drifted up Rob's body until they he reached his mouth. They kissed and Rob got up, got condoms and lube and handed them to Julian.
Even as he took them from him and uncapped the lube, Julian was still questioning him with those serious, dark eyes.
"I'm not trying to prove anything," Rob said to answer his unasked question. "I just want you."
Julian nodded and watched Rob get into position, propped up on pillows, legs spread out, eager for Julian. Kneeling between his outstretched legs, Julian first leaned in to kiss him then he spread some lube on his fingers.
He fingered Rob then kissed him with his fingers pumping inside him, driving him out of his mind. But that was just a taste, a tease. The real thing came soon after – Julian driving his cock inside him slowly, eyes so deadly serious. Then Julian was fucking him, every thrust sure and powerful like he knew exactly what Rob needed.
Rob loved it. More than anything he loved that it was Julian inside him, stretching him, making him keen and moan. Wanting to scream out, coming undone for him, because of him, this was something he never felt before and only wanted to feel with Julian.
No one else could get him to be this open and vulnerable, begging for more until Julian had him coming. Rob's cock held by the root, Julian let his come flow up and over his hand as he came inside him.
They were cleaning up, kissing, then Julian was lying with his head on his chest. Rob stroked his hair and down the back of his neck as he tried to put into words how Julian made him feel.
"I knew it would be like that, but I didn't know it would be like that," Rob said, and Julian laughed against him, shaking them both.
They kissed some more then quieted again. "You're good at this," Rob complimented him while Julian caressed his chest.
"I may have done it once or twice," Julian said modestly then he admitted something. "I usually topped, until you."
"So I'm special?" Rob asked kind of thrilled to hear it.
"You know you are," Julian said, his voice thick, and he turned to kiss Rob passionately. When he stopped, he told him more. "It just felt right with you, to let you in."
"Same here," Rob told him.
He knew there was a reason he wanted this and there it was – this feeling, this closeness. Overcome with the hot, sweet ache of it, he kissed Julian with so much blind desire, trying to let him know that this was everything to him. This was part of the love he felt for Julian.
