I can to make it good for you.”
In a surprising gesture, Micah bent his head and kissed the back of Travis’s hand, then laid his head on top of it.
“Thank you.”
Travis weaved his fingers into Micah’s hair, and they sat like that for a while. Then Micah straightened again.
“What are we going to do now?” he asked.
“What do you feel like doing?”
“Honestly, I might need to go back to bed. Sorry.”
“That’s probably wise. C’mon.”
Without questioning anything, Travis followed Micah upstairs to the bedroom and lay down next to him. Micah stretched out his arm and carefully nudged Travis’s hand with his, a silent question. Travis caught Micah’s hand and squeezed, holding it while Micah slept.
A whine woke Travis up from the short nap. Micah’s strong scent hovered in the bedroom, making Travis rock hard. He lifted the covers and dragged Micah’s sweats off.
“Sorry,” Micah whispered and sucked in a breath.
“No apologizing. On your stomach.”
Micah rolled and parted his legs immediately. Travis reached between his ass cheeks and found a drenched, pulsating opening.
“Damn, Micah, the wave has already started. You should’ve woken me up earlier.”
He pushed two fingers inside and circled Micah’s prostate.
“Ah!” Micah thrashed helplessly on the bed.
“Yeah. Next time, wake me up as soon as you feel you’re getting wet again, okay?”
“Please. So empty…”
The slick hole clenched on his fingers hungrily. Travis pulled out his fingers and smeared his cock with the slick.
Micah wailed with need.
“Got you.” Travis covered his body, settled between his thighs, and thrust his cock inside.
“Yeah.” Micah groaned.
“Good?”
“Harder. Need! Fuuuck!”
Micah had waited too long. His hole was overflowing with wetness, and his legs shook. Deep and thorough, that was what he needed. Fully sheathed, Travis circled his hips, savoring the way Micah’s opening squeezed around him. He angled his pelvis, dragging his cock along the front wall of Micah’s hole over and over until Micah moaned with his first completion. Travis didn’t stop. Again and again. Deep and hard and to the hilt, slowly increasing the tempo. Another orgasm. And another. Micah was mewling into the sheets, lifting his ass to meet the rolling thrusts.
“Fuck! Travis!”
Travis heard it in his voice, could feel it in his body. Micah was slowly climbing higher to the cresting point. If Travis did it right, he could make Micah lose his mind with pleasure.
He tugged on Micah’s hips, lifting him to his knees.
“Grab the headboard, Micah. C’mon. Do as I say.”
Micah scrambled up and braced his hands on the headboard. His torso rose, and his hips changed angle so that Travis’s cockhead rubbed his gland on each stroke. A frisson of another orgasm made Micah shudder.
“That’s it. Hold on.”
Travis sped up. His hips slapping against Micah’s ass, he drilled into Micah’s heated gland, and at some point, he might even have grazed the mouth of Micah’s womb with his cockhead.
“Yes!”
Micah orgasmed harder now, his hole clamping on Travis’s cock. He yelled with the powerful release. His white-knuckled hold on the headboard made it possible for him to rock back on Travis’s cock with more speed and force.
“Just like that, Micah. Use my cock. Take what you need.”
Soon, Micah was swinging his body back, letting Travis’s cock plunge into him with speed while their skin smacked together. He was still coming, his asshole clenching like a fist, and Travis met his wild thrusts, tearing through the pulsating warmth. They collided over and over until Micah’s voice got hoarse, and Travis succumbed to his own pleasure.
When the knot grew, Micah pressed back, rubbing his ass against Travis’s hips, mumbling broken words of gratitude while Travis’s cum filled him. After a minute, he slumped. Travis pried Micah’s hands off the headboard, rolled them together, and spooned Micah in the middle of the bed.
“Wow.” Micah hummed and wiggled in Travis’s embrace.
“Mhmm,” Travis agreed, too blissed out to speak yet.
“The cramps were totally worth it.”
Travis opened his eyes. “Micah, next time, tell me as soon as you feel the first sign. Promise me. It’s better for you if I can take care of you the moment it starts. Remember last night? That’s how it should be every time. You’re not supposed to feel any pain at all.”
Body tensing, Micah buried his nose in Travis’s upper arm. “I’m sorry. I didn’t want to wake you.”
“Don’t ever apologize. Micah, you’re amazing. I only want you to feel as good as I feel right now. And yes, wake me up. If you feel too warm or too cold, need something to drink, or even have your back