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“I did,” Gabe whispered, pressing his lips against the side of Oliver’s neck. “Minutes after you left, I forgave you, because what else was I supposed to do? I loved you. I still love you.”
A wrecked sob tore from Oliver’s throat, but there was no time to give in to it. He was moving with Gabriel now, their body heat mingling, hot mouths ripping at each other, trying to find every inch of exposed skin.
“I’m going to suck you off,” Oliver whispered as he felt the heat rising off Gabriel’s skin.
Pushing up on his elbows, his lover met his gaze. “Yes. It’s been so long.”
Licking his lips, Oliver eased Gabe’s thighs apart, leaning in to take a deep breath of the scent that had been absent for so long. He used his fingers, parting Gabe’s folds to see his thick, swollen dick nestled in his hair.
Fuck, he’d missed this. Nothing had ever compared.
Leaning in, he ran his tongue along the length, then closed his lips around it. He suckled, feeling Gabe’s hips bucking up, desperate for more friction. Oliver traced a touch along the inside of Gabe’s thigh, toying at his entrance.
“Here?” he asked, pulling away just far enough to speak.
Gabe groaned. “Please. Please…”
His begging was the same—though his voice was a little deeper and more desperate than it used to be. Oliver felt like the same person all of a sudden—that madly in love, terrified man before he shattered apart. Only he could feel the places inside him that had been put back together, and suddenly he realized that Gabe was the glue holding him in the shape he was in.
“I love you,” he said, then slipped two fingers inside as he applied his mouth once more.
Gabe shouted, his fingers twisting in Oliver’s hair as he guided him in the rhythm he wanted. It didn’t take long before Gabriel started shaking in earnest, and as Oliver gave the man’s dick a firm suck, he quivered around his fingers and came, soaking Oliver’s hand.
“Oh my love. My love,” Oliver murmured, pressing a wet, open-mouthed kiss to Gabriel’s inner thigh.
Gabe let out a shaking laugh before he reached down and pulled Oliver to him, kissing him slow and thorough. “Again. I want you inside me.”
Oliver stared down at him and brushed a collection of curls away from his forehead. “You’re sure.”
“I’m going to die if you don’t fuck me tonight, Ollie,” Gabriel all-but growled.
Oliver needed no more answer than that. Letting Gabriel go so he could grab a condom, he rolled it over Oliver’s painfully hard cock, then laid back with his legs spread. Oliver kissed him as he reached between them to position himself, and in seconds, he’d slipped inside.
There was a single pause—just the beat of a heart—and then they were moving together, like they had never been apart.
Their mouths were barely touching, sharing breaths, tongues dancing and tangling together. Every part of their body moved in tandem, reminding them this was meant to be. That the space and distance between them would soon be nothing more than a memory.
“I love you,” Oliver whispered on the edge of a sob. His balls tightened as he teetered on the edge. “I love you so fucking much, and I am never letting you go”
Gabe touched his cheek. “Come inside me. I need it.”
So Oliver did.
When Oliver was finally able to catch his breath, he rolled off to the side and curled one hand over his lover’s hip. Gabriel turned, reaching out to brush away some of Oliver’s fallen hair, and ran his knuckles down Oliver’s cheek. “Did you really mean it?”
With a laugh, Oliver shut his eyes and leaned into the caress. “I have never meant anything more. I’ll never stop being sorry, and I can’t promise there won’t be rough times. I’m never going to be cured, you know.”
Gabe’s fingers trailed along the scarring, touching each bit of puckered flesh with reverence. “I know. I never expected that.”
Licking his lips, Oliver opened his eyes. “I’ve stopped living for other people. I’ve stopped blaming myself for what my mother did. I never stopped loving you, but…it’s different. Because I think know how to love you the way you deserve. In the way I didn’t understand before.”
“I believe you,” Gabe said.
Oliver closed his eyes against the unexpected emotion hitting him directly in the chest. He had no idea how badly he’d needed to hear that. Shuffling closer, he laid his mouth against the side of Gabriel’s pec, marveling at the soft skin, hoping that his beloved felt even better in his body now than he had before.
Another beat passed, and then two. His heart began to steady itself.
“What do we do now?” he asked quietly, finally opening his eyes to look at Gabe.
