“You’re so responsive,” Sol murmured against Dallin’s lips.“You drive me nuts, you know that?I never knew it was possible to feel like this for anyone.”
Dallin grinned, pulling back slightly to meet Sol’s gaze.“And how do you feel?”Dallin was almost afraid to find out, but part of him needed to know.He didn’t think that this would be a one-off for Sol, but he needed the reassurance.
Sol’s eyes darkened with desire, and he leaned in to capture Dallin’s lips in another searing kiss.This time, he didn’t stop there.He trailed kisses down Dallin’s jaw to his neck, where he sucked red marks.“Like you’re my forever,” he murmured against Dallin’s neck.
Dallin moaned and tilted his head to expose more of his neck.“I feel the same,” he said, gripping Sol’s hair.It wasn’t anI-love-you, but it was enough.“Please, more.”
Sol complied, nipping at the juncture of Dallin’s neck and shoulder before he ghosted his lips over Dallin’s collarbone.He pushed Dallin’s shirt higher, baring more of his chest and peppering kisses there.
Sol’s tongue flicked out, trailing wet heat over Dallin’s skin.He lavished attention on each nipple, suckling and nibbling until Dallin was writhing above him, his hips bucking involuntarily.He needed more.He needed everything.
“Sol,” Dallin groaned.He wasn’t sure what he’d been trying to say, but that was all that came out.
Sol looked up, meeting Dallin’s gaze with his.Dallin had been able to read the way Kent watched him.He wasn’t sure he could do the same with Sol, but he thought he could see both love and lust.
“Yes,” Sol said, his voice rough with emotion.“Whatever you need.”
Sol returned his focus to Dallin’s chest.His hands stroked down to Dallin’s hips.He gripped them firmly, holding Dallin in place as he continued his exploration of his body.
Dallin’s body ached with need.He couldn’t remember feeling this alive or this connected to another person, even with Kent.It was as if Sol was drawing out all the pent-up emotions and desires he’d kept hidden since Kent’s disappearance.Dallin had loved Kent—he still loved him in some ways—but Sol wasn’t Kent, and even though Dallin felt slightly guilty, he was starting to realize that he loved Sol differently than he’d loved Kent.
Dallin wanted more.He needed to feel Sol’s hands on his skin, to see the passion in his eyes when he touched him and made him his.
“Sol,” Dallin panted.“Take off my shirt.Please.”
Sol’s eyes were dark with desire.He quickly complied, lifting Dallin’s shirt over his head and tossing it aside.He shivered as the cool air hit his skin, but it was nothing compared to the heat radiating from Sol’s touch.Sol wouldn’t let Dallin feel cold for long.
Sol’s hands skimmed over Dallin’s ribs and traced the lines of his abdomen.His fingers danced over Dallin’s belly button before moving lower to the waistband of Dallin’s sleep pants.Dallin wanted them off, too.
He let out a shaky breath, his body tensing in anticipation.“Please, Sol.Touch me.”
Sol’s lips curled into a wicked grin as his fingers slipped inside Dallin’s sleep pants to cup his erection.Dallin gasped, his hips jerking forward as Sol’s hand wrapped around him, stroking slowly.
“Oh god,” Dallin moaned, his nails digging into Sol’s shoulders.“That feels so good.”It had been a very long time for him, but he wouldn’t have it any other way.
Sol’s thumb brushed over the head of Dallin’s cock, spreading the pre-come there in long, languid strokes.“You like that?”Sol purred.He shouldn’t be able to sound like that in his human form, but it sent shivers down Dallin’s spine.
Dallin nodded frantically, his eyes fluttering shut as he surrendered.“Yes,” he gasped.“More, please.”
Sol obliged, his hand tightening around Dallin’s shaft as he quickened his pace.Dallin thrust his hips in time with Sol’s movements, seeking his release.
“Faster,” he begged, his voice cracking.“I need—you, I need—”
Before Dallin could finish his sentence, Sol changed the angle of his hand and pressed his thumb against the head of Dallin’s cock.Dallin cried out, his body convulsing as pleasure washed over him.He spilled over Sol’s hand as he clung to him and tried to press closer.
Sol held Dallin as he rode out his climax, his hands wrapped tightly around Dallin’s cock.When Dallin finally relaxed against him, breathless and still trembling, Sol kissed his forehead.
“You’re amazing,” he whispered.“I love you so much, Dallin.”He sounded like he couldn’t quite believe what was happening.
Dallin blinked up at him.He wanted Sol to know how important he was.“I love you, too,” he murmured.“Forever.”Because Sol wasn’t Kent, but he wasSol, and Dallin had fallen in love with him.
Sol smiled, his expression relaxing as he cradled Dallin in his arms.“Forever,” he confirmed.
They just had to hope that Carlyle would allow them to have that forever.
* * * *
SOL FELT GOOD AS HEand Dallin headed to the dining room.He knew this had only been a fight and that the war was still ahead of them, but they had all the dragons now, including Emory and his allies, and Graham was on their side, too.He might not be able to do much in a fight, but he’d shown how brave he was and that he was willing to sacrifice himself to help.To Sol, that meant a lot, and he was convinced they could do this.
