“I’ve got you,” Eno whispered, and he meant it in the most complete sense. More than the orgasm he was slowly driving Rayne toward, he had this man, body and soul. He would protect him, support him, love him completely for the rest of his days.
Rayne’s eyes fluttered shut, leaving two dark crescents on his pale cheeks. How did this decadent man have such long, dark eyelashes? “More,” Rayne breathed. “I want you inside me.”
Brushing his thumb across the damp head, Eno tightened his fingers and stroked him again. Rayne was close. Just a little bit more at this slow and steady pace and he’d have Rayne coming in a matter of a couple of minutes. This was what Rayne needed most. Something slow and gentle to allow his body to heal from its earlier trauma.
But Eno craved the feel of Rayne as well. He wanted to push inside of him and own him completely.
Rayne opened his eyes a slit, and that wonderful mouth tilted up in the most wicked smile. As well as Eno knew Rayne, Rayne clearly knew what buttons to push to tip Eno straight over the edge. “Please, Eno. I need you.”
And he was sunk. There was no saving him. Of course, he didn’t want to be saved from this particular fate.
“Evil man,” Eno murmured, seizing those lips in a hard kiss.
Rayne met him kiss for kiss, nip for nip. He rubbed that delicious ass against Eno’s cock, wringing out a deep moan of pleasure from both of them.
“Lube?” Eno gasped when he could finally get enough brain cells working to start thinking practically.
Rayne’s grin grew. “Under the pillow.”
Eno blinked at him, sure he hadn’t heard him right. “Are-are you storing it there now?” Rayne couldn’t have been planning this little interlude.
“I couldn’t sleep last night, so I thought…” Rayne’s words drifted off, his cheeks flushing but his eyes never wavered from Eno’s.
Eno tightened his fist on Rayne’s cock, earning a gasp. “Lie to me and tell me you thought of me as you jerked off.”
“But it wouldn’t be a lie,” he panted.
He could no longer wait. It took some creative maneuvering, but Rayne got the lube and Eno got their underwear removed, shoving them both to the bottom of the bed along with the blanket. Sliding one thigh between Rayne’s legs, he opened his man up enough to prepare him. Rayne shifted and groaned, trying to reach behind him to touch any part of Eno he could get his fingers on, but it wasn’t easy, considering their arrangement. In the end, he settled on bracing his hands on the wall in front of him and pressing onto Eno’s fingers.
But there was only so much of that Eno could take before he was covering his cock with lube and pressing into Rayne’s tight heat. Oh gods, he couldn’t remember how long it had been since he’d last had this. Years. It had to be years since they were last together. Nothing felt so perfect. Rayne moaned and thrust backward, taking all of him and leaving them both trembling on the edge.
Wrapping his arms around Rayne while still buried deep, Eno rolled over, pulling Rayne on top of him. His lover cried out as Eno partially withdrew and thrust in slowly. He grabbed Rayne’s thighs, lifting his legs toward his chest. Eno was in complete control.
“Bastard,” Rayne complained. “I can’t move.” His arms flailed about as if he were searching for a way to give himself some leverage.
“Exactly. You’re hurt. You just have to lie there and let me fuck you.” To emphasize his point, Eno shoved deep into him again, earning another cry of pleasure from Rayne. It didn’t matter if the entire ship could hear them. They were the only ones in their world right now, and the only thing that mattered was Rayne’s pleasure.
Rayne swore beautifully at the top of his lungs. Eno preferred to be on top of Rayne when they had sex so he could watch the man’s expressive face, but listening to all the wonderful sounds Rayne made was just as intoxicating.
His lover finally settled on gripping Eno’s hair with one hand and stroking himself with the other. Eno was lost to the feel of Rayne’s body and the amazing cries of pleasure, his own orgasm building. His balls pulled up tight and the tingling that started at the base of his spine crackled through his body.
“Eno!” Rayne shouted suddenly. It was his only warning before muscles tightened around him and fingers pulled painfully on his hair. Rayne came hard. It was as if Eno had been launched off the cliff by Rayne. There was no stopping his own orgasm. He shouted and fucked Rayne hard as they both came.
When he crashed back down, he wrapped his arms across Rayne’s chest and rolled onto his side, still buried in his body. He nuzzled his face into Rayne’s neck and breathed in the scent of Rayne, sweat, and sex. There was no better combination in all the world.