“Shit. I’m sorry. I’m rambling because I’m… I mean I wasn’t… Fuck.” Sway dropped his head into his hands and stared out of the window, avoiding Brian’s gaze.
He’s nervous. Damn if he didn’t find that adorable and flattering. He could use the boost to his ego right about now, especially after the day he’d had. Sway didn’t even know he was fixing his shitty day. Brian wanted to return the favor. He reached over, wove his large hand under Sway’s fleece collar and covered the back of his warm neck. He squeezed him gently at first, just caressing, calming his nerves. Then he pushed his thumb and middle finger into the sensitive pressure points at the base of his scalp where that silky blond hair lay curling in different directions.
Sway moaned softly and leaned against the headrest, quietly asking for Brian’s fingers to dig deeper into the tightened muscles. He wished he could keep his eyes on Sway’s serene facial expressions while he worked out the kinks from his tiring day, but he had to watch the road. This was university row and where most of the sleep-deprived medical students who went to Emory sought out nourishment, so Brian was mindful of the heavy foot traffic. Instead of staring, he focused with his touch. Sway had knots everywhere, which told Brian a couple of things. One, Sway had a lot of stress in his life or from his job and two, he had no one to take care of those knots. It appeared neither of them had what the other so desperately needed.
Brian clamped down on his lust. He was half hard at the sounds of soft moaning that came from the other side of his vehicle. Moans that sounded so familiar from what seemed like way too long ago. He’d owned Sway’s body then, for a moment in time. Now, he had a second chance. He was pleasuring him again but in the way he needed. Brian had to remind himself there’d be time for deeper pleasure later. Patience. Because the next time he had Sway’s body under him, he’d take it, wreck it, then own it… and not just for a damn moment.
“Come on. I’m sure you’re ready to eat.” Brian could tell that Sway was hungry since his stomach had been growling quietly since he’d gotten in the car. Brian could take care of that for him. Feed him and make sure to get him back to work on time. He needed to take care of him.
Damn, don’t stop. Sway remembered those strong, capable hands quite well. It all flooded back to him while sitting in the expensive car getting hypnotized by a neck message. Sway didn’t bother to stop his moans of pleasure or desire. From the moment he’d met Brian, the second he’d come up behind him and confidently claimed him in that club, he’d known of his unique influence over him. Sway wondered if it was because Brian used his actions as his words, spoke with his hands, by feel, so everything Brian communicated was amplified to the tenth power because he added his touch.
Sway didn’t budge until Brian removed his hands and not a moment before. They sat in silence, in the darkened parking lot in front of the Dragon Bowl and stared at one another. He wanted Brian to put his hands back on him and not even in a sexual way. It’d been so long since he’d had someone do anything to care for his needs. All day everyday he cared for others, whether at work or at home caring for his mom. Sway’s whole life was about taking care of others and he loved it very much, but he hadn’t known ignoring his own needs could possibly burn him out. He hadn’t realized he was starved for touch until he’d met Brian. It was chance he’d found a man who communicated with exactly with what Sway needed.
His stomach rumbled again. This time Brian winked at him and climbed out of the car, swiftly getting around to his side to open his door for him. As he watched the hunter, Sway’s mouth became a desert. Brian moved so stealthily, with fluid ease as if his massive size was an asset not a hindrance. Sway had to push down on the front of his jeans. Damn, when was the last time he’d had such a strong, almost animalistic attraction to a man? That answer was easy… never.
Even though the parking lot was relatively empty, he felt like a star when Brian held his hand out to assist him out of the sweet sports car. He noticed how Brian’s dark eyes surveyed the place before he put a firm hand at the small of Sway’s back and led him towards the entrance. Sway went where he was led.