Suddenly, it was too much. Reg crawled away from Jeremy’s firm body and scooted off the bed.
“Where’d you go?” Jeremy gazed up at him and held his arm out. “Reg?”
Reg squeezed his hands into fists and released them over and over while he tried to regulate his breathing. “Want you so much, it’s nuts.” He rubbed his hand over the back of his head and swallowed down the thickness in his throat. “You’re beautiful, JJ. Inside and out.” He started pacing across the small room. “Beautiful and sweet—damn, who’d have thought? Scowly Jeremy Jameson is sweet? But you are. And needy, never met anybody who needed to be held and seen and touched and loved more than you. And I know you think that’s a bad thing, but it’s not; it’s the best thing.”
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “All those months you were so close; I wanted to touch you, but I didn’t know if I could, at least not the way I hoped, and now I can, but….” He sighed and rubbed his palms over his face. “We have, what? Barely more than a month left in the tour, a few months of traveling, and then—”
“And then I’m hoping you’ll marry me,” Jeremy said in a rush.
Reg jerked and shot his eyes open. Jeremy was sitting up at the edge of the bed, his legs crossed, his dick hard, and his arms open.
“What’d you say?” Reg stepped toward him.
“I want us to get married,” Jeremy answered, his voice soft but sure. “My whole life, I thought it was something I’d never do. What was the point?” He shrugged. “I didn’t need the press from it, didn’t need the headache—” He licked his lips and looked Reg in the eyes. “—didn’t think being in love was a real thing, or at least not something I was capable of feeling.”
“And now?” Reg rasped as he moved over to Jeremy, instinctively brushing his hand through Jeremy’s hair.
“Now I know it’s real. I know I’m capable of feeling it.” Jeremy dropped his forehead onto Reg’s stomach and clung to him. “Because it’s how I feel about you, how I’ve felt for a while now. I know I was slow to get it, and I know my life’s a circus, and I know everything’s always all about me, but….” Looking up, Jeremy gulped and then said, “I love you, Reg. I want what you told me your parents had, your brother. I want forever, and I want it with you.” He kissed Reg’s chest, his lips trembling. “When we get home to California, will you marry me?”
Smiling so wide his cheeks hurt, Reg said, “Yes.”
“Yes?” Jeremy blinked up at him, his eyes noticeably wet.
“Yes, I love you. Yes, I want forever with you. Yes, I’ll marry you.”
“Okay.” Jeremy sniffled and swiped at the sides of his eyes. “Good.”
Tipping him onto the bed, Reg whispered, “Good,” and then he slammed his mouth over Jeremy’s. Licking, nibbling, and sucking, he tortured Jeremy’s lips and reveled in the aroused moans and whimpers he received in response, in the slick tip of Jeremy’s dick sliding against his belly, and in Jeremy scratching at his back with long fingers.
“I picked up some rubbers and lube.” He nudged Jeremy’s chin with his forehead, tilting it back, and then latched onto his neck. “At some point, if you want, we can get tested and go bare, but for now”—Reg rose to his knees and leaned over to the nightstand—“scoot to the head of the bed and let me get you ready.”
It didn’t take long to find what he needed, and then, with lube and a condom in his hand, Reg crawled over to the handsome man in his bed. The handsome, anxious man.
“Hey,” he said, tenderly caressing Jeremy’s cheek. “You went from hot for it to about to fall apart in two seconds. What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” Jeremy shook his head too fast.
“Uh-huh.” Reg dropped the supplies onto the mattress and lay down, his elbow folded, head resting on his hand, and pressed his body to Jeremy’s. “Tell me anyway.” He moved his hand down Jeremy’s neck and across his chest, paying extra attention to his nipples.
“How’s it work?”
Reg arched his eyebrows.
“Not that. I mean, I know how it works.” Jeremy laughed nervously. “But it hurts a lot, yeah?”
“What?” Reg reared back in surprise. “No, of course not.” He got onto his hands and knees and straddled Jeremy’s lean frame, letting him feel his heat and presence. “I’m not looking to hurt you, JJ. Bottoming feels good. But if you’re not up for trying it that way tonight, it’s no big. You can top.”
“No, I want to. I was just….” Jeremy’s eyes widened as he seemed to register everything Reg had said. “You’d do that?”
“Do what?”
“You’d let me fuck you?”