In fact, it wasn’t fast enough. Darien loved that his boyfriend was so gentle, but it wasn’t long before he was desperate for more, moaning and pressing his heated body up to try to get that finger deeper inside of himself. And when he glanced up at Noah, he saw that the other man had a tiny, almost imperceptible little smirk on his face, like he was very aware of what he was doing and probably was even doing it on purpose.
“Noah! Come on,” Darien protested, and that smirk widened as Noah’s eyes sparkled like gemstones. Although only if gemstones shone with a sort of mildly sadistic delight.
“Do you need more, baby?” Noah asked, and Darien looked down at his lover, and while this new side that he was showing was a bit frustrating, it was also hot as hell.
“You know I do,” Darien whispered, and he groaned in relief as another finger pushed inside of him, giving him more of the stretch that he needed, temporarily sating him as he thrust up onto both of those fingers.
But only temporarily. Noah’s fingers were slender, and they didn’t fill Darien nearly as much as he knew that his boyfriend’s cock would. It wasn’t very long before Darien was frustrated again, hot and eager for more, pulsing with need.
“Now!” Darien couldn't even form a sentence anymore, but he thought that he could get the point across just fine. His dick was oozing precome, throbbing in time with the beat of his heart, and he whimpered as he fucked himself restlessly on Noah’s fingers, which brushed just slightly, tantalizing, against his prostate.
Noah’s cock, he knew, would fit inside of him perfectly. Would stimulate that spot inside of him without effort, and he wanted that. Heneededthat.
Luckily, Noah seemed to know it. Or maybe it was just that he needed it as much as Darien did. Noah pulled his fingers free, spreading the last bit of lube deep inside of Darien, and then he was on top of him, pushing Darien’s legs wide, right against the aching entrance to Darien’s body.
They kissed, and as they did, as their tongues met, Noah finally pushed inside him. For the first time, he thrust deep, he took Darien, and it was every bit as perfect as Darien had somehow known it would be.
Fighting down the surging waves of growing pleasure that threatened to wash him entirely away, Darien pushed up toward Noah, their legs tangled sweetly together, kissing him over and over again as they rocked together. It was too good. He could get pushed over the edge into madness far too quickly if he didn’t actively hold it off.
There was no talking. No sounds at all, other than the movements of their body together, their kisses, which grew more frantic all the time, and the little moans that they both kept giving. All of these were easily blocked out by the sounds of the party downstairs.
And that thought, that just a few feet away there was a whole party going on and none of the people had the slightest idea what was going on, it was that that made it impossible for Darien to hold it back anymore. The pounding beat of the music downstairs filled him, matching the rising ride of pleasure, of heat, inside of him.
It was too much already, and he was seconds away from his release when he felt Noah’s dick twitch inside him. He felt the other man emptying his fluids, felt the lava heat spill through his body as he realized that he was being filled with come for the very first time, directly skin to skin, and it was the man he loved who was doing it.
That was all it took. Darien kept his eyes wide open, looking up into the twilight blue of Noah’s, and the pleasure wasn’t just pleasure. It wasn’t just about the orgasm. It was about emotional connection, about love, in a way that nothing else that Darien had ever done was.
Eventually, they’d have to move, Darien supposed, but not for a few moments. They had that, at least, to just lay there, with Noah buried inside of him, covered in their own sweat and Darien’s come, and just look at each other.
And the really amazing thing was, they could do this again. All of it. Darien never had to stop looking at Noah, never had to look away from the deep, beautiful intelligence, or from the love, in his eyes.
THE END
