Chapter 7

AN: Ok, this is my first attempt at a love scene. Yeah, it probably sucks; I know it sucks. You don’t have to tell me. I’m not sure what to rate this as it’s not an overly descriptive scene and no ‘naughty’ words are mentioned. So, I’m going to keep this PG-13. If you think I should up the rating, let me know and I will.

Anyway, thanks so much everyone who commented. Now please enjoy, and ignore the ‘suckiness’ of this chapter.

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Chapter 7:

Kale moved to the centre of the bed, keeping Kolya close to him. Kolya shifted to his knees, lifting himself up a bit so he leaned over Kale now, Kale keeping his hands on his hips. With his tears now dried up, Kolya was looking at him with disbelief in his eyes, as if wondering if this was a dream.

But it wasn’t a dream.

“I’ll never let you go again,” Kale said as he entangled his fingers through Kolya’s short brown hair, bringing his face toward his, their lips mere inches apart. “I promise.”

Kale then kissed him; deeply, lovingly, passionately. Words had caused so much misunderstanding between them, so he was relying on his actions to show, to prove to Kolya how much he meant to him, and how determined he was to keep his promise. He was never losing him again. Never again.

Kicking off his shoes, Kolya mimicking the motion, Kale pulled Kolya down onto his lap, leaving a trail of heated kisses down his throat to his collar bone, nipping at the sensitive skin with his teeth. Kolya uttered a pleasing sigh as he wrapped his arms around his neck, his fingers curling tightly around the material of his shirt.

With one of his hands on the small of Kolya’s back, Kale slipped the other in-between their bodies, undoing the buttons of Kolya’s shirt, exposing his chest and torso. Kolya uttered another blissful noise as he leaned up on his knees again, his hands on Kale’s shoulders as Kale kissed and licked at the skin on his chest. Kolya tightened his grip on his shoulders and burying his face in his hair when Kale began to bite and suck at his nipples, causing a shudder to race through his body.

The noises Kolya were making…how Kale missed being the one to draw them from him.

Slowly, Kale slipped the shirt off Kolya’s shoulders, dragging it down his back as he continued to scatter heated kisses over his exposed skin. Kolya was particularly sensitive around the collarbone, so Kale made sure to return to that delicate spot over and over again, leaving possessive bite marks over the bronzed skin.

Dropping one of his arms to allow for his shirt to be removed completely, Kolya raked his fingers through Kale’s hair, unintentionally gripping tightly when Kale kissed his neck. A moan passed his lips, which he tried to smother by pressing his lips into Kale’s hair.

Slipping his hand down Kolya’s side to rest on the band of his shorts, Kale could not help noticing with a slight frown how so much slender the man felt against him. True, Kolya had always been a tall, lanky man. But now, he seemed more so.

“You’ve lost weight,” Kale commented, momentarily taking his lips away from Kolya’s sultry skin.

“Have I?” Kolya murmured against his hair, his arms slung lazily around his shoulders, his eyes half lidded. “I guess the last few days have been stressful.”

The last few days would have been stressful for Kolya. There was no denying that. Perhaps Kale should have been more involved with his safety, to ensure that it didn’t effect. But it was too late now. The damage had been done, he was not to think of the past anymore. He had to look toward the future, a future with Kolya, no matter who or what got in their way.

Working his hand around the band of Kolya’s shorts, Kale effortlessly flicked open the button, easing down the zipper. “You haven’t been eating properly, have you?”

Kolya gave a shuddering shrug, not looking at Kale in the eyes. “Not really,” he murmured.

Kolya then moaned when Kale eased the shorts over his hips, lifting him to his knees to allow the troublesome garment to be removed completely, leaving him in only his underwear. Wrapping his arms around Kolya, Kale laid him down onto the bed, kissing him while doing so. Kolya clung to his shoulders, lifting his hips when Kale tugged at his boxers. Soon, they were gone as well, thrown carelessly away, onto the floor. Now, Kolya was completely naked while Kale was still fully clothed.

But the way Kolya’s hands where tugging insistently at them, he wouldn’t stay that way long.

Breaking the kiss and leaning back from Kolya, Kale hastily removed his clothing, nearly ripping his shirt in his rush to get back to Kolya. He soon removed his articles of clothing and now nothing but the heat of their two bodies separated them. Kale moved over Kolya, but paused in his movements to simply watch the beautiful man underneath hm.

Kale was hard, painfully so, and Kolya was becoming needy. Kale could tell. Kolya really hadn’t changed a bit. The way his hips bucked against his, his eyes squeezed tightly shut, his hands gripping at the sheets. He needed to be touched, he needed to be held.

His body; firm and tone, but not overly muscular. He was a little bit skinny, but not too much. His skin, a gentle bronze from being out in the sun constantly. He had a surfer’s body, a favourite hobby of his when he lived here. He loved the water, he loved being outside.

To Kale, he was a breath of fresh air. He was when he first met him, on the beach one late afternoon, the sun shimmering off his wet skin as he walked from the water. His beautiful brown eyes, full of playfulness and sincerity that made his insides melt. And Kale had almost forgotten his earthy, musky scent, a scent that could only be described as Kolya.

Oh god, how he missed this.

How could he have let him go?

“Kale?” Kolya’s voice pulled him from his thoughts and Kale focused his attention on his again, his arousal hardening further from the way Kolya was gazing up at him through the bangs clinging to his forehead, his eyes half-lidded and hazy. “Don’t stare like that.”

Kale smiled. How could he not stare?

“I was just reminding myself as to why I find you so beautiful,” he said

Kolya abruptly looked away, turning his head to the side. “Don’t say things like that either.”

“Why?” Kale asked as he cupped Kolya’s cheek in his head, forcing him to look up at him again. “It’s true. You’re beautiful, and I’ll keep telling you until you start to believe it.”

Finally, Kale lowered his body on top of Kolya’s, biting his lip to prevent a groan from escaping when their arousals pressed against each other’s. He did groan, however, when Kolya whimpered and bucked his hips up against his.

He couldn’t take much more.

Keeping their bodies pressed together, Kale managed to reach out with his arm and snare a complimentarily bottle of lotion that was sitting on the bedside table. He kissed Kolya deeply as he flicked open the cap, breaking the kiss momentarily so he could pour some of the lotion upon his fingers. He then worked his hand down Kolya’s body, reacquainting himself with every curve, dip and muscle.

Then, he slipped his hand in-between Kolya’s legs, slipping a finger pass the cheeks of his ass and inside. Kolya immediately clenched around his finger as he gave a startle cry. He dug his fingers into Kale’s shoulders as Kale eased his finger further inside slowly, uttering reassuring words until the pain gave way to the pleasure.

And Kale knew the exact moment when the pain dissipated; Kolya thrashed his head from side to side against the pillow, his hips rolling against his hand.

Adding another finger, Kale once again nipped at the sensitive skin of Kolya’s neck, pausing only to utter; “Beautiful” to him. Kolya only whimpered in reply, all denials lost within the rapture.

Now, if he curled his finger just so…

“Ah!”

There’s the spot. He remembered Kolya’s body so well. Every sensitive spot, every pleasurable place; he memorised him so well. And Kolya mesmerised him so well.

“K-Kale!” Kolya’s cries where growing in pitch, his hips moving against his hand on their own accord. “That’s, O-oh…!”

“Is that enough?” Kale asked him as he curled his finger, making Kolya shudder. “Or do you-?”

“That’s enough!” Kolya practically cried, rolling his hips upward, trying to take more of Kale’s hand inside. “Please, no more.”

Those breathily moans, the pleas, the shuddering movements; he was well and truly ready. And so was Kale. He had waited long enough; they had waited long enough.

So Kale kissed him again, deeply, their tongues battling it out in a fight of dominance.

Slowly sliding his hands up Kolya’s thighs and to his sides, Kale wrapped his arms around Kolya’s waist and lifted him up off the bed. He moved himself so he was sitting cross-legged in the centre of the bed and then pulled Kolya against him and into his lap, positioning him over his aching arousal. Kolya’s body slid against his, chest to chest, as he slowly lowered himself down upon him, shuddering and shivering as he eased Kale inside. Kolya bit his lip as he wrapped his arms tightly around Kale’s neck again. Then, suddenly, he dropped down and Kale was fully sheathed inside him.

Kale gave a deep-throated groan while Kolya threw his head back on a moan.

This heat…

Placing his hands on Kolya’s hips, Kale began to move Kolya on his lap. Slowly at first, adjusting and then relishing in the heat and tightness of Kolya around his arousal. Then, he began to move him quicker, bouncing him up and down, lifting him up and then forcing him down quickly.

“Ah!”

He had found his pleasurable spot again. Shifting so Kale would hit that spot with each thrust, he relished in the noises that Kolya was making. His arms had slipped from around his neck to his hands gripping his shoulders. He moved himself so he was on his knees, lifting himself up and slamming himself back down every time Kale rolled his hips up.

“Hn! Ah!” Soon, all that mattered was this intense heat between them. Kolya was moving frantically now, his gasps turning to pants, which were coming thick and fast. “Kale, oh god, Kale!”

“Kolya…”

“I-I can’t…Ah!”

Kolya had found his released and slumped against him. But Kale wasn’t going to allow this to finish yet. Six years since they had been together, that was a long time.

Lying Kolya on his back on the bed, Kale continued to thrust into him hard and fast, taking him over and over again. Kolya shuddered and trembled underneath him, grasping at the sheets, his moans turning to cries of utmost pleasure.

He loved seeing Kolya totally unravelled like this; his face flushed, his eyes squeezed tightly shut in passion, his lips parted ever so slightly as he moaned and whimpered. He was beautiful. Truly so. No one was allowed to see him like this. If he’d…

It was wrong to ask, wrong to feel jealous, but he wanted to know. He needed to know.

“Were you ever with anyone else?” Kale asked as he thrust forward, never faltering, never relenting for even a moment. “Tell me the truth.”

Kolya’s brow creased slightly, his lips moving, yet only moans where coming out. He finally swallowed thickly and peered up at his with hazy eyes. “No,” he admitted, lifting his hips in time with Kale’s thrusts, taking him deeper and deeper inside him. “I was…Ah!...N-never good enough to be with anyone else. I was…Ngh...still am in love with you. I couldn’t be with anyone else. I didn’t deserve it.”

Kale was torn at his confession. A selfish part of him was relieved to learn that he hadn’t been with anyone else, but another part of him was sadden that Kolya truly held no self-worth toward himself what so ever. He was going to change that, though.

“I’m glad that you haven’t been with anyone else,” Kale said as he leaned down and began nipping at his collar bone again. “You belong with me, Kolya. This body, these lips; they’re mine.” His movements became more frantic, finally reaching and riding out his own orgasm. “I won’t let anyone else touch you. No one.”

Kolya’s back arched off the bed as he cried out his pleasure. “Ah!”

Kale felt his eyes roll into the back of his head as his body tensed from their shared orgasm. He then collapsed on top of Kolya, breathing heavily as Kolya shuddered beneath him, all but limp from the intensity of their passion.

“I’m not letting you go again, Kolya,” Kale said as he found the strength to push himself onto his elbow to lean back ever so slightly to look at Kolya in the eyes. “Never again. I will follow you, wherever you go. No matter what.”

“Kale…” Kolya breathed, his brown eyes hazy with love and passion. He then lifted a shaky hand and touched Kale’s cheek with his fingertips. “Do that again.”

A smile made its way onto Kale’s lips, knowing exactly what Kolya was asking him to do.

“My pleasure,” he said as he made love to Kolya again. And again.

All night long.