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Aidan feltgood.

When Aidan’s hips finally pressed against his ass, Sean let out a low moan. Aidan’s cock filled him, and Sean would swear he could feel the man throbbing inside him. Reaching up, Sean pulled Aidan down into another hungry but slow kiss, tightening his legs around the man’s waist and holding him there. He savored each sensation and treasured the sight of Aidan’s lust-filled expression above him.

Without a word, Sean released his leg’s death grip around Aidan, letting the man move freely. The first stroke was smooth and careful, Aidan testing the waters as he drew back and pushed deep into Sean again. Sean wriggled as Aidan continued, his nerves firing erratically, driving pleasure from one end of him to another. On the third thrust, a little more sure and delivered with a bit more force, Sean’s back arched, and he let out a strangled gasp as Aidan’s cock slid along something deep inside him.

“There we go,” Aidan said.

Sean hadn’t realized Aidan had been looking for the right angle the entire time. But as soon as Aidan began to move inearnest, Sean was glad he had. Their bodies slapped together, not in the fevered, blind need with which Sean had fucked him, but with the passion and heat of two men savoring their newfound and open desire for the other.

Sean’s body sang with pure ecstasy as Aidan thrust down into him. His cock was rock hard between them, smearing his stomach with pre-cum as Aidan’s thrusts jostled it. Sean held tight to Aidan, gripping him as he tried to speak the words of encouragement he thought he deserved. All he managed were low, desperate cries and eager moans as Aidan continued to thrust deep and hard.

His stomach tightened, his leg muscles coiling up like he was ready to leap. Sean’s eyes snapped open, breath catching as he caught sight of Aidan’s face in a shaft of moonlight from the nearby window. His dark blue eyes caught the silvery light, blazing with need, desire, and undiluted pleasure. His bottom lip was caught between his teeth, a thin layer of sweat glistening on his forehead.

“Oh shit,” Sean groaned.

Aidan took hold of the back of Sean’s head and yanked him up into a hungry kiss. Sean cried out into Aidan’s mouth, his body going rigid as his cock jumped between them. Warmth spattered against his stomach and chest as he came hard, his grip on Aidan ironclad as he held the man tight against him. Aidan’s cry was equally muffled as he thrust hard one final time, coming deep.

As the potent ecstasy bled from his body, leaving him feeling weak and satisfied beyond words, Sean let out a low chuckle. “That?—”

Aidan finished for him. “Was something.”

AIDAN

Aidan never thought being stuck in a relatively small space with Sean for three days would have been pleasurable. Yet pleasure was the first word he’d use. He’d also happily use relaxing.

Sean lolled against his shoulder. “I think we should get food.”

Aidan hummed thoughtfully. “Does that involve putting on clothes and or leaving the apartment?”

“We’ve been ordering takeout for days now. What’s going to stop us?”

Aidan snorted, thinking they were going to be in for some serious workouts if they kept ordering their food from restaurants. As he looked over the naked man half-sprawled on top of him and the other half on the couch, he wondered if maybe that wouldn’t be necessary. The two of them had spent the past few days making up for lost time with great enthusiasm and abandon.

“That still involves putting on shorts, though,” Aidan pointed out.

“Yeah, that cute delivery guy stopped showing up. The girl who showed up the last time looked like she was barely out of high school. I’m not going to risk traumatizing her.”

Aidan leaned forward, peering down at Sean’s face. “Cute delivery guy?”

Sean smirked. “Little guy, nice smile, seems to like delivering around here.”

“Uh-huh.”

Sean looked at him, the corner of his mouth twitching. “Are you getting jealous?”

Aidan blinked. “No.”

“I think you might be.”

Was he bothered that Sean had decided to call someone else cute while Aidan was sitting right there? Jealousy wasn’t exactly a foreign emotion to Aidan; he’d felt it before, though it had been years since he’d experienced it. Then again, it had also been years since he’d ever felt a pull toward someone as he did with Sean, which was especially interesting considering how much they’d pushed at one another in the beginning.

Push and pull, and now they were finally settling on the pull.

Aidan grunted. “Fine. Maybe a little.”

Sean pushed him onto his back, chuckling. Aidan put up token resistance, enough to make sure he wasn’t pushed over immediately but not enough to make Sean think he wasn’t into it. Despite being tired and a bit sore, he was more than happy to have Sean’s weight bearing down on him. The man was a damn furnace, naturally, and his skin felt hot pressed against Sean’s. Well, and it triggered the part of Aidan that got a little hot and heavy at the idea of being held down, something Sean was fond of doing now he knew Aidan loved it.

“Don’t be,” Sean said.