"I want to make love to you, but I'm also content to hold you and let you fall asleep in my arms. You need sleep. I've been worried about you," Avery said, his weight shifting as he rolled himself beside Kane, until their heads shared a pillow.
"I'm fine," Kane started, but Avery placed two fingers across his lips, silencing him.
"Good night. I love you."
"I love you too, Avery." Kane ran his hands down Avery's back. God, he wanted this man inside him tonight. He needed the feel of Avery's skin sliding against his. It had been way too long. And Kane could feel the evidence of Avery's desire pressed against his thigh. Like always, Avery sacrificed his own needs for Kane's or in this case what he thought were Kane's needs. He loved that about Avery, always making sure he was well taken care of, always worrying about him. Kane turned his head on the pillow, looking at Avery's closed eyes, and he listened to him breathe.
"I'm not tired. I need you to make love to me, Avery, please. I've missed being with you." He slid his hand along Avery's hip and around to grip the thickening cock at his thigh. Avery pushed into his fist, and he couldn't help but smile when he heard Avery's low groan and mumbled protest.
"Shit! How can I say no with you touching me like that?" Avery's mouth was on his before he could complete the second stroke. He loved the way Avery took control, sweetly kissing him, pressing him into the mattress as he settled back between Kane's thighs. Avery's lips worked against his. His husband's probing tongue pushed inside his mouth and his senses were flooded with the sweet taste of Avery. He kissed Avery back with desperation. His hands now fisted in Avery's hair as he tried to convey his feelings through his kiss. Kane lifted his hips grinding his erection against his lover's. His dick plumped and ass tightened at the feel of Avery's hand sliding between their bodies and wrapping around his aching cock.
"Yes, this…I missed this." Avery knew just how to undo him, make him lose all control. He widened his legs, giving Avery's fingers room to explore. "Get the lube. I need you inside me, now."
"Hold on, let me open you. I don't want to hurt you," Avery warned, his fingers continuing their pursuit.
"I don't want to wait! Make love to me, Avery. I need to feel you stretching me, moving inside me." He bucked his hips as he pleaded against Avery's ear, sucking the lobe between his lips. He grinned to himself as his mister's weight suddenly lifted from him.
Kane watched eagerly as his husband pushed back, sitting on his heels, and reached over to the nightstand. Avery opened the drawer, grabbed the bottle, and settled back in between his thighs. He poured a generous amount of lubrication on his fingers, and then gave his hard length a few tugs. Kane's ass clenched and his cock jerked in anticipation at the sight of Avery's palm wrapped around his own leaking cock, his well-defined abs flexing with each breath.
"You're so beautiful, Avery. I'm so lucky…"
Avery shushed him as his warm palm slid down the inside of his thigh. He pressed back, opening Kane wider. Avery looked down at him, his amber eyes darkening with lust. He felt his face flush as Avery watched him like a hungry predator, waiting to devour his prey. Just seeing that lust-filled glint bore into his soul proved Avery needed him as much as he needed Avery. Warm strong fingers circled and pressed against his hole, and he lifted his hips, wanting the feel of them inside him as Avery drove him insane with all the teasing.
"Babe, please…Ahhh!" Avery surprised him and shoved two thick fingers deep into him, and he just about came from the delicious sting the action created. Avery always identified what he craved, knew his body so well. He played him like an old guitar. Avery worked him, slowly pumping those long fingers in and out of him. His knuckle brushed against his prostate sending zings of toe-curling electricity coursing through Kane's veins. His blood boiled hot, his eyes slammed shut, and only his panting and the wet sound of Avery's fist now working his cock filled the silence. God, it felt good, so good.
"Now, please…Avery, I want to come with you in me," Kane begged as he concentrated on not shooting his load. He was already skating a fine line.
"I love when you beg, Kane. Sounds so sweet." Avery's grip tightened, but the rhythm on his dick slowed to long deliberate strokes. "Just like your ass. You want me in your ass, don't you, Kane?" Avery teased, sliding his thick cock head down Kane's crevice and up again before pressing against his rim. Kane whimpered at the sensation.
"God, please…yes! Avery, I need to come…" He opened his eyes and stared up at Avery. His needy ass clenched, wanting to be filled by his lover. Kane gripped the back of his thighs, pulling them toward his chest, opening himself for Avery. Waiting.
"And I want to give you exactly what you need, babe." Avery took his time positioning himself; Kane knew the man did it to drive him insane. Avery did everything with purpose. The stroking suddenly stopped, and he looked up at Avery who gave him a wicked grin.
"Avery, ple—" He gasped at the welcomed burn as Avery pushed past the contracting ring of muscle, sliding in deep with one long thrust. Avery's thick cock stretched him wide, making him moan. Avery froze above him, letting him adjust to the fullness. He wiggled his hips, and Avery began to move, slowly dragging along his passage. The fullness eased as he withdrew and returned as he pressed back in. And Kane lifted his hips to meet each one of Avery's torturous thrusts.
"You're so tight, so hot, you look so fucking good like this, with me fucking you, Kane," Avery growled, his eyes heavily hooded with lust. Avery's words made his dick twitch, and he felt the wetness of his own pre-come leaking onto his stomach. Kane lifted his head and glanced down their bodies to where he and his husband were joined, watching as Avery's cock disappeared in and out of his body. Nothing felt as good as Avery making love to him. He was complete when he was in Avery's arms.