He put some on his fingers. “Want you, babe. Want you ready. Want to make you scream.”
“God, yes.” Sky pulled his good leg up and out, carefully, exposing himself.
“Jesus, Sky.” He pressed a finger against that tight pucker and spread the lube, adding pressure until it slid right in. He only waited a second before adding another, keeping his eyes on his husband’s face. The handsomest face he’d ever seen.
“Oh.”
Beck was the only man Sky had ever let in, and that knowledge still made him burn. This was his. Only his.
“Yeah. Beautiful.” He worked his fingers in circles, slicking Sky and stretching, teasing until Sky started to move with him.
Sky flushed, abs rolling as he fought to fuck himself.
“Easy. Let me drive.” There was no way he was going to let Sky get hurt, but he didn’t want to lose the mood either.
“Let you drive. Damn, baby. Yeah.”
“That’s it. It’s going to be so good.” He slicked his prick a little awkwardly with his free hand, letting himself enjoy his own touch for a second. Fuck, he wanted Sky, but this first time in a long time he had to go easy, test Sky out, keep control. There would be time for that spontaneous getting off they both loved. This was for them. This was for Sky.
He pulled his fingers away and lined up, the touch alone enough to make him moan. He pressed in slowly, one hand on Sky’s abs to make sure his lover wasn’t too eager and didn’t move too fast.
“Oh, sweet fuck…” The last word turned into a long, beautiful moan.
“Sky.” Beck could barely whisper. He could barely breathe. He’d dreamed and wished and now that it was finally real, he wanted the moment to last. Sky felt so fucking good. He loved the way Sky’s body reacted to him, muscles rippling and the needy look on his lover’s face.
Once he was in to the root, his hips against Sky’s taut backside, they stopped moving, both of them still.
At least on the outside.
On the inside, Sky’s muscles rolled and tugged and pulled at Beckett. It was amazing. And agonizing.
“Fuck, babe.” Beck moved first, he needed to—had to. He couldn’t stay still anymore. He braced himself and pressed deeper first, then worked himself up to a steady rhythm, trying to stay vigilant for Sky and not to lose himself completely.
Sky nodded, one hand finding his ass and encouraging him to move, to drive in harder. “Need you.”
He ducked his head and groaned, fighting Sky, fighting what he really needed, but he knew he was going to lose. They were who they were, and sweet and slow only satisfied them for so long. “Fuck, Sky. Please don’t let me hurt you.”
“I promise to God. Give me what I need, dammit. I’ve waited so long.” The words were fierce, making him whimper.
Beck looked into Sky’s eyes, so Sky could see what those words had done to him. He took a savage kiss and let go, driving deep and hard.
Someone’s lip split, the taste of copper coming and going, but it didn’t stop either one of them. They just kept on.
He couldn’t even worry anymore. He couldn’t think that clearly. He had to be breathing, but which harsh groan or sharp inhale was his or Sky’s he had no idea. Sky was on fire and all he wanted was to keep up, to chase that heat down.
Sky rolled his hips, suddenly going so tight, and he gasped, thrusts stopping and Sky’s hand on his ass dug in hard. “Fuck. There. Right fucking there. Don’t you stop.”
His laugh was dark, some kind of smug, needy, animalistic joy. “No, sir. Not stopping.” No way. But now he had a mission, and fuck if he wasn’t going to give up every damn thing Sky asked for. “Are you gonna scream for me? Fuck, I want to hear you.”
“Make me.” The challenge was made with pure joy, thrown out between them like a shining gauntlet.
“I will.” Beck took another kiss and drove into Sky, working against that tight hold, aiming for the spot that would make his cowboy crazy. Once he found it, he stayed the course.
Sky stayed right there, eyes wide open, unfocused, face contorted in need.
Fucking hottest thing ever, that he could do that to Sky. “That’s it, Stud. So beautiful. Can’t hold it in, can you? No. Because we’re fucking perfect together.” Shit, he only needed to hold out another minute.
“Together.” Those pretty eyes locked on his, rocking him. “To—” Sky threw his head back, a sharp scream splitting the air as heat sprayed between them.