Blake’s hip and side. “You really are a virgin, aren’t you?”
Blake flushed, twisting to sit facing Niall. “In this way, yes.”
Niall shook his head and leaned in to kiss him. “Well, my lovely virgin, you can’t just go getting fucked in the arse without any sort of preparation.” He paused. “I mean, I suppose you could, but it would be painful and awkward.”
Blake’s determined look of desire faltered. “It would?”
“Would you shove a large parsnip up your dry arsehole?” Niall asked with a sardonic look, one eyebrow raised.
“Maybe?” Blake grinned.
Niall laughed, hiding his face in the pillow for a moment. His heart swelled to the point where it felt like it would burst. He loved Blake, pure and simple.
“Wait here,” he said, climbing over Blake and making sure their bodies touched in as many ways as possible before he got out of bed.
He dashed into the main room to fetch his satchel, taking out a jar of lubricant. When he brought it back into the bedroom, Blake gave him a curious look.
“Thank God this was planned,” Niall said, sinking back into the bed and unscrewing the jar. “I brought this useful little salve.”
“What’s it for?” Blake asked, eyes glittering.
Niall sighed fondly. “God, it’s going to be such a pleasure to teach you everything you need to know.” His heart thumped faster and his balls ached as he added, “Roll over.”
Blake did as he was told, then sucked in a hard breath as Niall spread a generous dollop of the salve over his hole. “Fuck,” he hissed as Niall fingered him.
“If you really want this, you have to relax,” Niall said, using his most authoritative director’s voice. “You have to let go and accept it. Let me in, no matter how alarming it feels at first.”
“God, you’re making me want it even more,” Blake panted. “That feels so good.”
Niall had added a second finger to his teasing, giving Blake a taste of what was to come as he worked to help him loosen up. The entire process was enthralling and, perhaps paradoxically, filled him with a soul-deep tenderness. The level of trust Blake was showing him in baring himself so thoroughly was astounding. The way he lifted his hips and parted his legs farther on Niall’s instructions, panting and making sounds of pleasure as Niall invaded him had Niall’s throat tight with emotion.
“I’m close,” Blake said plaintively after a few minutes. “So close. You’d better—”
Niall didn’t let him finish his sentence. He was hard as iron himself, and after slicking his cock with the salve, he positioned himself behind Blake and pushed in fast, before Blake could change his mind.
They both groaned loudly as their bodies joined. Blake was so tight that it was almost impossible for Niall to go slowly instead of pounding into him until he found his own release, which wouldn’t take long.
“Are you all right,” he panted, arching over Blake’s back to embrace him as much as he could.
“God, yes,” Blake said, desperation and pleasure in his voice. “It feels…it feels….”
Niall started moving in earnest when Blake was at a loss for words. He finished the sentence for himself as his balls tightened and his body prepared to burst deep inside of Blake. It felt like paradise.
He picked up his pace, but it was only a few seconds before Blake moaned, “Fuck, Niall,” and came on the sheets.
Niall felt the contraction that racked Blake and made a sound of victory and pleasure. That sound continued as he rode on, reaching for the bliss that was within his reach, then exploding with it. He emptied himself inside of Blake, but quickly lost the strength to go on. He pulled away and collapsed to the side, which was fine, as far as he was concerned, because in that moment, all he wanted to do was hold Blake.
“God, I love you,” Blake said breathlessly, twisting to his side and drawing Niall into his arms. “That was everything.”
Niall’s eyes went wide in spite of his overwrought senses as he embraced Blake in turn and met his kiss with surprise and passion. “I love you too,” he managed between kisses, wondering how his life could have turned out so perfectly when so many odds were stacked against him.
“I want to do that again,” Blake panted as the energy drained from both of them, leaving them unable to even kiss as they lay tangled in each other.
Niall laughed, touching his forehead to Blake’s. “I love how eager you are,” he said, stroking the