Page 70 of Lore and Lust

When he’s finished, he tosses the bottle back to the edge of the spring, then lays one palm flat against his husband’s tight stomach. At Nino’s touch, Haruka subtly arches his lower back, making it easier for Nino to reach down and softly caress his fingers against his tight, damp flesh. Haruka’s breathing shortens as Nino teases him and kisses behind his ear, nuzzling his face into his hair. Nino finally presses his fingers into him and Haruka groans, lying into Nino’s chest.

As Nino strokes and stretches him, Haruka rests his head back against his shoulder, his eyes closed. He grasps Nino’s free hand at his belly, then slowly guides him down until their fingers are wrapped tightly around Haruka’s shaft. With both hands busy, Nino whispers against his husband’s ear, “Tell me when you’re ready.”

Haruka lifts his head, then bends forward slightly to rest his palms against the edge of the hot spring. He breathes out and Nino can feel him relaxing his body. His warm flesh giving and flexing around his fingers. His beautiful back is glistening and dotted with droplets from the hot, rolling steam of the spring. Soon, Haruka’s deep voice is husky in the quiet night air. “I’m ready.”

Nino removes his fingers, then slowly replaces them with his shaft, gradually pressing deeper into his tight, slick warmth. His mate is breathing, steadily yielding to him and taking him in. Nino exhales as he moves his hips forward, not wanting this to end prematurely.

He gently rocks against Haruka, driving himself in and out of his body in a steady rhythm. The heated water surrounding them ripples and swirls with his movement. As Haruka pushes back, his breathing is controlled—perfectly calm—and his eyes are closed.

Actually, he’s a little too calm. Too polite.

Nino pauses in his movement, then brings his hand back up to grasp Haruka’s damp belly. He encircles his navel with his thumb as he whispers, “Tesoro… we would have more fun if you stopped restraining yourself like this. Why won’t you let your aura rest?”

“I am deeply enjoying you.” Haruka turns his head, smiling seductively. “But when you have done something systematically for seventy years, it is not an easy habit to break.”

“I can help you…” Nino breathes, his eyes glowing even brighter against the darkness.

Nino firmly holds his mate’s abdomen, willing his own essence within Haruka to grow and expand—to unravel, rest and be free from the strict hold he’s imposed upon it. Haruka gasps sharply, his eyes burning the color of fiery sunset and his spine tensing. He grips his fingers around Nino’s at his stomach and firmly bucks backward, the water splashing from his movement. His deep voice is hoarse. “Harder.”

Nino obeys, driving his hips into him. Haruka bends forward again, bracing himself as he pushes back into Nino’s body to match his carnal movement. The mist in the air is like a veil around them, making smooth lines of condensation trickle down the center of Nino’s spine as he thrusts into his mate, over and over. The sound of their bodies clashing in the water combined with Haruka’s grunts of pleasure has Nino teetering on the edge—the pressure of release bubbling hot and low in his groin.

Need and lust are overtaking his mind, but he wants Haruka with him. For them to reach the height of ecstasy together.

In a quick decision, he runs his fingers into the back of Haruka’s short hair and pulls him upright. He wraps his palm around his husband’s shaft, then bites down into the curve of his shoulder. Nino sucks hard against his flesh, feeling the metaphysical weight of Haruka’s aura inside his core. Focusing his mind, he pulls again, filling his mate’s body with love and assurance—urging him to let go. Haruka cries out, his voice echoing through the trees as his body trembles.

Nino holds him tightly as the rosy coolness of his aura releases like a dazzling sunset. His scent is divine and Nino moans, slowly rolling his hips into him as his own body finally surrenders. He pulls his mouth from Haruka’s shoulder, gasping as the release rushes warmly from within him and into his mate.

When the force of the climax subsides, Haruka is sagging. His elegant body lulled and satiated as Nino supports his frame. The beautiful, hazy glow of their bonded aura surrounds them. Peaceful and dreamlike. Truly, it is the manifestation of something deeply significant between them.

He licks Haruka’s neck where he fed. After a moment, Nino rests his forehead against his temple while he holds him tightly, warmly in his damp embrace. “So… have we been too timid? Is this what turns you on, Haru? Diplomacy and rough sex?”

Laughing, Haruka stands straight as they carefully disconnect their bodies. He turns in his arms, then cradles Nino’s chin with his fingertips. He smirks, his evocative eyes practically shining. “As I have said before—when you are involved,manythings arouse me. And I am looking forward to making new discoveries with you.”

Nino leans in to softly kiss his lips as he wraps his arms around his waist. He can’t believe that this intelligent, beautiful, complicated, messy and seductive male is his mate. His partner, friend, source and lover forlife. He takes a deep breath to calm the warm pounding of his heart, then grins. “Agreed. I think this is the start of something very good.”

-The Beginning-