Rain started up again just as Blake and Reese got out of the car in the motel parking lot. They raced each other up the stairs and through the door but still got drenched.
In the room they stood laughing then grinning at each other. Wet from the rain, his clothes stuck to him, Reese was unbelievably tempting. Blake just wanted to peel his clothes off, and lick the moisture from his skin.
Just as Blake's thoughts were getting especially x-rated, Reese turned and narrowed his eyes at him.
"I see a certain look in your eyes. Just so you know, I won't be making the first move. I've done you enough favors tonight." Reese crossed his arms and leaned against the wall.
"Oh," Blake said. He was willing to take that bet.
Reese gave him a just try me smirk. Damn, he was irresistible. But knowing he was being tested, Blake wasn't going to go to him. Instead, Blake stripped out of his shirt and threw it over the only chair in the room. Reese followed Blake's movements. His eyes traced a line from his eyes to his mouth down his bare chest. The look stopped at Blake's belt as he started to unbuckle it. Blake did it slowly, making each motion count. He unbuttoned his jeans the same way.
The buttons undone, his jeans were riding low on his hips. With the way Reese stared, Blake could tell that he was dying to have him again. Blake was still caught off guard when Reese grabbed him around the waist and swung him into the wall. He pushed Blake into the corner pinning him there like he thought he might escape. His eyes were fiery, his jaw clenched as he looked at Blake's mouth.
His fingers digging into Blake's sides, Reese kissed him hard. His lips were hot against Blake's, opening against his, stealing his breath. It was a greedy, demanding kiss that pulled at Blake's soul. Pressed up against him, Reese was grinding into him. Blake could feel every inch of his hard, lean body and especially his cock. Reese kissed him and held onto him with an intensity of someone who wanted to possess him.
Reese's hands were in his damp hair then down the back of his neck. Fingers gripping tightly, he pulled Blake in until the kiss became almost painful and they both drew back gasping for breath. Holding him tighter and tighter as they kissed again, Blake couldn't get close enough to Reese. He wanted to be inside him.
He pushed Reese back so he could get him naked. That wasn't easy with Reese grabbing for his jeans to get them off all the way. Crashing into each other, tripping each other up, they were trying to tear each other's clothes off as fast as they could.
When he had Reese's t-shirt off and jeans undone to reveal his cock, Blake just stopped. The sight of Reese's hard cock made his mouth water. Instinctively, his knees hit the floor and he had Reese in his mouth within seconds. Reese's cock, both silky and rock hard, moved in his mouth making Blake moan. He could just live on that sensation, never eat, drink or breathe, just as long as Reese's cock pushed in and out between his lips, gliding along his tongue, crowding his throat.
As Blake was losing himself to that feeling, Reese stepped back, suddenly out of reach. Letting out an unhappy grunt, Blake grabbed for him, wanting to drag him back. Desperate for his cock, he took hold of Reese's jeans. Reese pushed his head back.
"Settle down. I'm not going anywhere. I'm all yours," Reese said to him.
Blake chuckled at his own shameless need for him.
"I can't believe you're real and you're here," he gasped. "How did I ever think I could live without you?"
Reese stepped closer but not to let Blake give him head.
"Come here," Reese said pulling him up and toward the bed. "I want to fuck."
It was what Blake wanted to hear, but he still hesitated, scared of getting what he wanted.
"Are you sure?" Blake asked. He felt unworthy.
"I know what I want. Always have," Reese told him smugly and kissed him. "You're late to the party. I was ready for you five years ago," Reese told him.
"Sorry."
"Don't be sorry. Make it up to me," Reese demanded.
"I want to be good to you."
"Go right ahead. I'm all for that. Proceed," Reese said with deliberate arrogance in the face of Blake's groveling.
"How long are you going to be a dick to me?" Blake asked, smiling at Reese's imperious attitude.
"What? You don't think you earned it?" Reese asked while smiling seductively.
"I have no objections. I'll take everything you throw at me until I've proven myself to you."
"Sounds like a plan," Reese said.
Reese then settled himself on the bed, and Blake pulled his jeans and boxers off. Lying there, Reese was a vision from his filthiest fantasies. Rock hard, legs parted, biting his lower lip, he was a picture of deliberate provocation. His look said come and get me as his foot rubbed the inside of Blake's thigh.
While Reese displayed himself lewdly, Blake went to kneel between his legs. Lifting one leg, he kissed his way up from Reese's foot to his crotch. He tongued his balls then skipped his cock and licked his navel. Reese grunted and Blake moved up over his taut belly to his chest. Using his teeth on the nipples a little, he made Reese gasp and writhe.
Blake kissed his mouth next. It was a long kiss. In it Blake could feel how much Reese wanted him. He hoped Reese could read his desire as well. Impatient for more, Reese was shifting under him, thrusting and grinding into him.
Blake moved on to kissing his neck and felt Reese clutching at him. Blake pressed his lips to the crook of his neck. He wanted to measure every part of Reese with the touch of his lips. How many kisses could he place along his shoulder and down his arm until he was kissing his knuckles and sucking his fingers into his mouth?
Reese moaned with abandon, and Blake kissed every inch of his face until their mouths met. Reese moaned into the kiss. Blake felt like Reese was slowly opening to him and losing himself to the moment. They were connecting. Then Reese suddenly stopped. His eyes looked into Blake's like Reese wanted to take possession of him with his stare alone. But he had already done that the first time their eyes met.
Reaching up his hand, Reese cupped his face. "You know, I've had plenty of sex, but I've never made love. Yeah, I know it's corny, but that corny crap is what I want from you."
"I can deliver," Blake told him then he just gazed at him and gathered all the courage he had. "I love you," he said to Reese.
He wasn't sure Reese was ready to hear it, but Blake couldn't fuck him without telling him he loved him.
"That's not what I meant," Reese said after a shocked moment of silence.
But Blake could see happiness spread over his face as soon as he heard those words. It was in his smile and in his shining eyes.
"I always loved you. I just didn't know." Blake kissed Reese so he wouldn't feel like he had to say anything in return. As Reese's arms wrapped around him, Blake felt all the love he had finally put into words building inside him. He would let it build until it shattered him, until there was nothing left of him except the man who loved Reese.
*
As Blake's mouth moved over his body, Reese was crazy with need. Blake was savoring him, tasting and licking what he planned to devour. Reese had never felt anyone slowly take possession of him like that. Inch by inch, his whole being belonged to Blake.
Reese had the same instinct to claim Blake. His hands wanted to grope Blake until he was bruised, marked forever. But it was good to just feel the shifting of Blake's muscles, the strength of his body and the gentleness of his touch. Blake had a way of caressing him that was natural and assured, like he knew that Reese was his despite everything. And if there was any part that Reese held back, it was Blake's as soon as he said he loved him.
After that confession, every time his eyes met Reese's, it was a silent "I love you" and a promise to make him come. Reese couldn't wait to have Blake inside him.
As Blake pushed his legs up over his head, Reese gasped and moaned in anticipation. With his legs out of the way, Blake slipped his hand down Reese crack and rubbed his hole, making him thrash and buck under him.
"Tell me you want me as much as I want you," Blake said as he pressed his thumb in.
"Eat me," Reese said and then grinned at him.
Blake smiled and lowered his head. He started licking at his hole as if prepared to torture it with his tongue until Reese told him that he was dying for him.
"Oh, God," Reese said feeling the tip of Blake's tongue starting to enter him. Reese writhed as the sensation undid all the resistance inside him. Every other sex act he had ever performed evaporated. All the fearful knots inside him unraveled for Blake and the magic of his tongue probing him. As Blake explored him, Reese moaned louder and louder. In a haze of pleasure, he remembered what they were supposed to be doing.
"Hey, cut it out. I don't want to come like that," he told Blake.
Blake eased off with a regretful moan. He got the condom on and lubed both his cock and Reese's hole without taking his eyes off him. When he was ready, Reese put his legs on Blake's shoulders.
Sliding one hand under him, Blake used the other to guide himself in. Reese surged toward him. He was hot and needy, moaning and clawing at Blake. His fingers were digging into Blake's shoulders. Dragging his hands down Blake's back to his ass, he wanted him deeper inside, but Blake kept to his own pace.
Feeling Blake filling him was a searing, cruel bliss. Reese felt like everything that ever happened between them was happening in that moment. With Blake deep inside him, Reese moaned. The stillness, Blake's hard breathing and tensed muscles were everything to Reese, a frozen paradise. It was a relief when Blake started moving.
His slow thrusts were hard to take at first. Reese's body and mind struggled to accept that this time was different. This time it was Blake. Blake was fucking him and it was amazing. It was blazing hot and almost painful to his heart and soul.
As the grip of Reese's body eased up a little, Blake started pumping harder. Folded up with his legs over Blake's shoulders, Reese was in heaven. Blake leaned down to kiss him, breaking his rhythm then picked it up again. Reese kneaded his ass, feeling the muscles work as Blake moved in and out of him.
Sweat-drenched, Reese rose to kiss Blake. His lips trembled against Blake's. His tongue flicked out to taste him. Then he dropped back into a shaking mess of limbs that clutched at Blake. The thorough fuck was slowly undoing all the connections between his brain and his body. Reese was a mindless animal that only knew how to curse and scream Blake's name.
When Blake picked up speed, Reese felt like he would die from pleasure and love. Then ecstasy crashed into him, nearly knocked him off the bed as his back arched and his whole body turned to steel. He was coming and Blake was calling his name, coming as well, joining Reese. Blake slumped on top of him, sweating, kissing him and almost sobbing his name.
He wouldn't stop kissing Reese until he told him he couldn't breathe. Slowing down, Blake placed quick, soft kisses on his lips. When he stared down at Reese, his eyes expressed so much emotion. Reese hugged him tightly though his limbs felt heavy. Blake pulled away to clean them up then got back into bed. As their bodies cooled down, they started to feel the chill of the rainy night and pulled up the disarranged covers.
Blake wrapped him up in his arms and hooked his legs around him too. "I'll keep you warm," he said and Reese laughed at him. But damn, it felt good to be held like that after a fuck or making love or whatever amazing thing they just did. Reese didn't want him ever to let go.
Reese was smothered by a heavy, thick shadow. He couldn't breathe. Shocked awake, Reese flailed, trying to free himself of Blake. His eyes snapped open, but he couldn't see. He breathed hard for a while, still blind. Then he blinked in confusion until he focused on Blake. His breathing slowed.
"Oh," Reese said. "Hey."
"Right. Hey," Blake said. He had trouble breathing too. "What was that?"
"Shitty nightmare. The usual." Reese still couldn't bring himself to talk about it.
"You don't want to tell me?" Blake said.
"No. Not right now." Reese shook his head to get rid of the remnants of bad dreams and memories. Feeling Blake's soothing hands caressing his side helped. He could see that there was still pain in Blake's eyes, and he gritted his teeth. "There's so much that I want to get rid of and forget. I feel like my past is always chasing me down, trying to pull me back there, into that stinking darkness."
"Not while I'm here," Blake vowed and kissed his hand.
"Yeah, you're nice to have around," Reese said and sneered at Blake's earnestness a little. He couldn't let him get all serious like that. Blake was still frowning at him so Reese kissed him quickly on the mouth.
As he nestled against him, Reese remembered dreaming about Blake all those days and nights when he was alone and scared to fall sleep. Blake was there telling him, "You're safe. I'm here." It wasn't fair that he finally had the real Blake, warm, muscular, bare skin against skin, and he was being pulled away from him by nightmares.
Blake kissed his temple and his earlobe while his hands stroked his naked back, calming him. Reese looked at him one last time. Even as his eyes closed, he knew Blake wouldn't be sleeping, that he would be watching over him. It wasn't at all bad to know how much Blake loved him and to always feel his eyes on him. His guardian angel, his fallen angel, he was the man Reese was going to love forever.