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That was all David needed apparently, and moving his hands to grip Christian’s hips, he began to thrust in earnest. Skin met skin, the sound mingling with the cries rolling from Christian’s throat. David’s fingers gripped his waist, pulling him back into his thrusts with strong, calloused hands.

Sweat ran down his back as David’s cock battered him from the inside. The thrusts pushing him into the bed, pinning him in place. Held as he was, Christian could do nothing but stay still, crying out as David repeatedly struck the bundle of nerves inside him, dragging wave after wave of pleasure through him with expert movements.

Before he realized what was happening, he felt himself being moved. A low gasp escaped him as he felt David pull out, and his body lifted upward. Then, he was on his back, his hips nudged to lay upon David’s thighs.

Christian looked up, panting and needy but not blind to what knelt before him. David’s toned chest was covered in sweat, hair glistening in the light from the bedroom door. His eyes were locked on Christian’s face, pale and almost completely darkened by his swollen pupils, filled with lust. David’s chest rose and fell rapidly as he reached down, realigning himself before pushing into Christian again.

Wrapping his legs around David as quickly as he could, Christian arched his back, lifting his body off the bed and pushing into the thrusts. His cock throbbed and ached with a need for release, but he found himself begging for David’s cock. Heat and pleasure washed through him in alternating waves as David thrust again.

Christian didn’t have long to enjoy the ride before David’s hand wrapped around his cock, jerking it slowly. A strangled noise tore from Christian’s throat as his strength gave out, falling to impale himself on the next inward thrust. It took only a few strokes of his painfully hard cock before Christian gave another cry, his fingers digging into David’s thighs as he came.

Even as the pleasure crashed through him, Christian felt David throb deep inside him. The older man bowed over, pressing his face into Christian’s chest as his body jerked.Christian felt himself spatter them both as his cock twitched between them, his body singing with thought-erasing pleasure.

Christian slumped, helpless to continue holding himself up as his orgasm finally left him. Above him, David pulled out carefully, his arms shaking as he slowly pushed himself back and eased Christian’s legs onto the mattress. Christian watched, unable to find the strength to move as the older man paced around the bed toward a darkened doorway nearby. There came the sound of rustling and then running water before David returned.

David smiled crookedly, sitting on the bed beside him and bringing a damp cloth up to wipe Christian’s body clean. They said nothing as the warm rag was gently wiped up and down Christian’s torso, his hips, and around his groin. Christian reached out, slowly stroking David’s thighs as he allowed himself to be cleaned.

Still saying nothing, David stood up, returning the cloth to the bathroom. When he returned, he carefully pulled the covers over Christian.

“Not coming?” Christian asked, worry ruining his cozy lethargy.

David chuckled. “I need to lock up and turn the lights off. Stay here and get comfortable.”

“Is that an order?” Christian asked with a weak chuckle.

David bent forward, smirking. “I see your sense of humor has returned.”

“It left?”

“When you wanted me to fuck you into the mattress, it did.”

Christian grunted, his mind enjoying the sound, but his body was far too tired and tender for anything more. Instead, he leaned forward, kissing the other man.

“And if you’re good, you can do it again before we go in tomorrow morning.”

David returned the kiss, lingering for a moment longer. “Promises, promises.”

“Why do I get the feeling work just got a lot more interesting?” Christian asked.

David’s smile flickered. “We’ll see. I’ll be right back.”

It wasn’t the most comforting of responses, but Christian didn’t have the energy to fight. He knew they had crossed a serious line by sleeping with one another just once. To go further would invite even more potential for disaster, and that on the heels of David having already been threatened with the same danger from someone else.

But Christian knew a good piece of advice when he heard one, and he allowed himself to curl up against the pillow as David went to tend to the rest of the house. It allowed him the perfect view of David’s naked body as the general padded through the house, turning off lights and, from the sounds of it, cleaning up a little.

Christian closed his eyes, thinking he might just get used to this.

Christian had spentmost of his day humming as he worked. As far as Thursdays went, it was one of his better ones, and he was enjoying himself thoroughly. Sure, maybe he hadn’t got quite as much sleep as he was used to, and his ass was more tender than usual, but Christian wasn’t going to complain about either.

It didn’t hurt that he had a night of great memories to run through his head as he slogged through reports, fielded calls, and dealt with irritated soldiers all day. Even better, he saw a reminder of his good memories walking in and out of his office while the general dealt with his daily tasks.

Reyes glanced at him, frowning for the twentieth time in an hour. “You good?”

Christian looked up from his screen. “Yeah, why, should I not be?”

“You’ve been singing all day. Not sure if I should be worried you’re on drugs or drunk.”

Christian laughed. “You might be happy to be grumpy all day, but that doesn’t mean the rest of us have to be.”