Andrei slowly added a second finger, stretching Lucas as he kissed him, stroked him. He marveled at how this powerful man was coming apart beneath him, begging for more. And he was begging, holding nothing back. He demanded and pleaded for Andrei to fuck him.
Sweat slicked his skin and his hands trembled.
“You’re so tight. So hot,” Andrei murmured, watching his fingers disappearing inside of the man. He could feel his own orgasm attempting to creep up on him, but he shut down that part of his brain as best he could. He poured everything he had into making Lucas feel good.
“Please, now,” Lucas finally groaned when Andrei was sure that he couldn’t last another second.
Withdrawing his fingers, he poured more lube on his cock before pressing the head against Lucas’s entrance. Sucking in a deep breath to steady himself, Andrei swallowed back the last of his own nerves and uncertainty and pressed forward. Their moans filled the room as Andrei slid inside of him bit by slow bit.
“Okay?” he managed to bite out.
Lucas flashed him a crooked smile. “I’m good, baby. Just try to go slow for a minute.”
“Whatever you need.”
Lucas’s smile softened and he reached up, rubbing his fingertips across Andrei’s high cheekbone. “Even if it kills you?” There was a wistfulness to Lucas’s voice that surprised Andrei and then he realized that they’d said the same thing the first time they’d had sex.
Andrei smiled in return, getting a better handle on his own raging needs. “Even if it kills me,” he whispered. He kissed Lucas again while at the same time pushing deeper. Lucas groaned beneath him, moving to take more of Andrei until he was fully seated. A gasp was ripped from Andrei’s throat as Lucas’s muscles squeezed him so damn tight. Nothing had ever felt so damn good. The heat. The sheer tightness of the muscles clenching around him.
“Fuck, baby!”
Andrei froze. “Stop?”
“No. Move. You’ve got to move!”
That, he could fucking do. Sliding an arm under Lucas’s left knee, he pressed his leg up to his chest so he could get that much deeper. Lucas hissed, his hands clenching in the twisted blankets and sheets beneath them before Andrei started to slowly move in and out of Lucas.
Sweat dripped down Lucas’s temple and glistened across his chest. Their harsh breathing filled the air, overwhelmed only by the steady smack of the bodies pounding, driving closer to release. Andrei watched the man beneath him, knowing he’d never find anyone more beautiful.
Andrei cursed, slipping into Romanian. There was no clear thought in his brain any longer. Nothing had ever felt so damn good in all his life. He wrapped his free hand around Lucas’s leaking cock and stroked him in time with his own movements. Lucas’s head tilted back, showing straining muscles as he begged for Andrei to go harder, faster, deeper. They were both already so damn close, but Andrei was determined to send Lucas over the edge first. He changed his angle. Without warning, every muscle in Lucas’s body tightened and he exploded in Andrei’s hand as a loud shout left Lucas.
Bright green eyes were locked on Andrei’s face, holding him captive. Andrei followed after him, coming so hard it ripped the air straight from his lungs.
He collapsed on top of Lucas, both of them breathing heavily. “Wow,” Andrei murmured when he could piece together a couple stray thoughts. He could feel Lucas huff a laugh, his arms wrapping around him. It was then that he realized he should be up, getting a towel, doing all the things Lucas had always done for him. “Sorry. Let me—”
“No.” Lucas’s arms tightened, holding him in place. “Don’t move. You’re exactly where I want you.”
“Are you okay?”
Lucas hummed, a contented sound rumbling through his chest as his arms tightened. “I’m good.”
Andrei lay on Lucas for several minutes, his mind wandering, letting a deeper sense of peace sink into his bones as he listened to Lucas’s heart pounding steadily under his ear. He didn’t want to move. He hadn’t expected this. When they’d started down this road, it was supposed to be a little exploration. Maybe learn something more about himself, what he wanted. But Lucas wasn’t supposed to fit so perfectly in his life. And Andrei wasn’t supposed to feel as if he fit so perfectly in Lucas’s.
With regret, Andrei rolled out of the bed and dealt with the condom and getting a warm, damp towel for Lucas. He would have preferred to just stay wrapped in the man’s arms for the rest of the night. As soon as necessities were out of the way, Andrei slipped back into the bed, pulling the blankets around both of them.
A contented hum tumbled from Lucas as he snuggled closer, wrapping his bigger body around Andrei as if he were a giant python. This arrangement wouldn’t last long. They were both generating an obscene amount of body heat and they were buried under a pile of blankets, but Andrei was enjoying it for now.