gasped and placed his hands on Liam’s face. “Are you all right? Oh, God, did I hurt you?”
Liam grinned. “You were holding me too tight.” He laughed. “I’m fine. Get me out of this thing and fuck me, will you?”
Amish helped Liam out. “I’ll go and get a towel.”
When he came back, Liam was spread out of the bed. He melted, looking at him. “I want to make love to you all night.”
Liam took the towel and put it under him. “Good plan. First, get between my legs and suck my cock, slave.”
Amish crawled onto the bed. He lowered his head, tasting heaven. He moved his lips and tongue around Liam’s cock and balls, savoring the salty flavor.
Liam cried out his pleasure, his hand grabbing Amish’s hair. “Oh yeah, yeah. Baby, you do that so well. Um, more. More. I’m coming!”
Amish sat back and studied the look on Liam’s face, the contorted joy of orgasmic rush. He pulled Liam up to his knees, overcome by lust. “I want you so much,” he breathed. He pushed Liam against the wall, moving his hands up so that his palms rested above his head. He took his time lubing him with his tongue, then the gel, pushing it deep inside of Liam’s ass. He was groaning, moving his hips, begging. Amish slipped on a condom, wrapped his arms around Liam’s waist, and pulled him forward. He pushed Liam’s head down as he sank his erect cock deep into Liam’s well-lubricated ass.
As Amish gravitated from pounding to drilling to slowly moving in and out, he explored his lover’s body with his lips and his hands, tweaking his nipples and pulling at them at just the right moment. As he fondled Liam’s cock, he closed his eyes, remembering the many pleasures of their life together. It’s over, Amish. It’s time to come home.
As Liam cried out his ecstasy, Amish bellowed in protest. “Noooooooo!”
Amish lowered himself into Liam’s arms, wiping the perspiration from his brow, kissing his cheeks. “Sleep now, my love.” Liam’s eyes were closing. He pulled him closer, stroking his hair, tears filling his eyes as the pain grew in intensity. They’d leave in the morning. Maybe another place. Another town.
It won’t save you. The time is near.
“You can’t just rip it away, not after all this time. Things are not the same. I’m mortal, aren’t I?”
No answer. But he knew the answer. He might have been mortal for a short time, but it didn’t last. The wings came back. White, black, black, and white. It didn’t matter. He was what he was, and time couldn’t change that. Short reprieves. Years to Liam but moments to him.
I have been more than generous indulging your little fantasy.
“It’s not a fantasy. I love him. I love nothing but him. “
It can’t be. You always knew that. You are my defiant angel. The demon inside you is not strong enough to counter me. You knew, deep down, didn’t you?
“It will destroy him.” Tears ran down his face.
No. You did that by selfishly choosing to take him as your lover. If he is destroyed, you have no one to blame but yourself. Such arrogance.
“He is aging. He will die as all mortals do. Can we not wait until the end?”
Waiting is over.
No amount of pleading was going to help him. He would resist the dark lord as long as he could.
When Amish opened his eyes in the morning, he was surprised. He wasn’t sure if he’d still be there, but he was. He got out of bed and went into the bathroom. The pain was gone, but there were the crevices in his back. The wings were back, waiting for him to expel them. He closed his eyes. It wasn’t a nightmare. It was true. Quickly he showered and dressed. He couldn’t let Liam see that his wings had come back.
Amish ordered room service and woke Liam when the food arrived. Amish brought the food on a tray to the bed.
“This is nice,” Liam said, grabbing a piece of bacon.
Amish nodded, trying to push away the sadness. How would he go on without his Liam? He forced a smile, his laughter sounding hollow to his ears as he pulled back when Liam reached for him.
“Hey,” Liam said as Amish picked up the tray. “What? No morning sex?”
“Didn’t you get enough last night?”
“No. I want you. Come here,” Liam whispered.
“We have to get on the road,” Amish insisted, keeping his distance.
“Why? It’s early. Let’s fool around in the hot