Defined By Deceit

“I need you so damn much right now, I was willing to let you inside me without protection. I’m clean, I promise,” Shane confessed tenderly.

“I know. I am too. I wouldn’t lie to you,” Llew said as quietly as his deep voice would allow in the dim room.

“I know you wouldn’t lie.” Shane turned over, looking him in his eyes. “I trust you.”

Llew pulled on the covers and Shane rose up to let him remove the itchy comforter. Llew slung it on the floor and crawled on top of Shane. He tore off the wrapper and slid the tight latex down as far as he could, careful not to stroke himself too much. He squeezed some lube onto his head, gently easing it down his rod. He shivered at his own touch and again when Shane spread his legs wide and reached out for him.

Positioning himself again, he paused to kiss Shane with affection and adoration before he tilted his hips and pushed his thick head past the tight ring of muscle guarding Shane’s entrance.

Shane groaned and squirmed beneath him, widening his legs even more.

“Am I hurting you?” Llew asked shakily. His muscles strained from holding his upper body while he fought his urges.

“I’m fine. Just been a while. Been wanting this for so long. Go slow, Llewell.” Shane’s wistful tone sounded like the song of angel as he said his name in the throes of passion.

Llew pushed in a couple more inches, going as slow as his lover needed, refusing to be anything but wonderful for him. The heat was sweltering, the tightness almost too painful to bear, the emotion… too potent to fathom.

Shane pulled Llew down so their chests were fused together, and thrust his hips upward, engulfing the last couple inches of him.

“Oh my—” Llew’s eyes rolled in his head. “Shane, Jesus.” The feeling was overwhelming him. He hadn’t made love in… in… oh my god. Shane gave himself to him regardless of… oh god. Regardless that he was a convicted rapist. Llew tried to control himself. His breathing was getting out of control and his body shook from panic, not passion. Not now, not now please. Llew’s chest heaved as he tried to take in some air.

“Llewell,” Shane said softly. “Listen to my voice.”

Llew gasped and choked on nothing. He felt strong sure hands caress his sweaty back, while Shane’s tender lips brushed the sensitive rim of his ear. “You’re okay, baby. Relax. Breathe for me.”

He couldn’t. He squeezed his eyes closed, moisture filling them behind his burning lids as oxygen refused to circulate. He could feel his erection going along with his pride. Fuck. Some dominant lover he was. Having a damn panic attack in the middle of sex, their first time at that.

Shane tightened his legs around him keeping him from pulling out. Shane held him tight but spoke so soothingly. “Easy. Easy. Gentle breaths, babe. Follow the rhythm of my chest, Llewell.” He felt Shane’s lithe chest rise and fall beneath him. “Do it with me.” He coached him with that angelic voice. When he inhaled again, Llew took in a shallow breath, followed quickly by a ragged exhale. “Again, baby. Slowly.” Llew’s body rose with Shane’s next breath and again he mimicked him, the air flowing a little easier. “Just like that.” When Shane’s chest rose up this time, he eased his hips up along with it, taking Llew back into his body. “Yeah, baby. Keep breathing.” Shane kept up the languid pace of their breathing while he rotated his ass on Llew’s quickly firming cock. His moans were real, his touch and the way he felt around Llew’s dick was pure ecstasy.

Llew’s body finally calmed and his breathing evened out enough to kiss Shane lightly on his collarbone. He couldn’t muster a thank you yet, but he wanted him to know it meant so much to him that Shane didn’t push him away.

Shane turned towards him, prodding Llew out of the crevice of his neck. “Look at me, lover. I need to see you’re okay.”

Llew lifted his head up slightly to look in Shane’s eyes. He was scared he’d see regret or sorrow in them, but all that was there were beautiful sparkling eyes shining up at him. “You’re okay, now.” Shane smiled.

Llew took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Groaning loudly when Shane rotated his ass again, smiling wicked at him. “Yeah baby. I’m good now.”

“Good. Now fuck me.”

Llew leaned in and kissed Shane with all the appreciation he felt as he eased out of Shane’s delicious confinement, snapping his hips forward, burying himself all the way back inside. They both yelled out together at the bottomless feeling. Llew wrapped his arms around Shane’s neck holding him close to him while he plunged in and out of him powerfully, but in a deliciously unhurried tempo. Shane chased Llew’s mouth, sucking aggressively on his tongue at the same speed that Llew fucked him. Llew cradled Shane’s head in the bend of his arm and dragged the other hand down his side until he got to his hip. He squeezed one side of his ass, opening him up and pressing in deeper. He ground his pelvis into Shane’s ass, growling at the primal urge he felt to claim him and make Shane his permanently. He hooked Shane’s leg over his shoulder and thrust hard, watching Shane’s gorgeous face contort in pleasure.