He prepped Luc as quickly as he could without actually hurting him. Luc fretted and shivered, as Connor described what was going to happen. How hard and deep Luc was going to feel him tonight.
Luc moaned and begged for it all. His knee’s buckling when Connor crooked his finger and teased his prostate.
Chuckling, Connor heaved Luc up a little bit, but then crowded him on the bed and breached him. Just a little bit too hard, a little too fast. Nibbling on the back of Luc’s neck as he sprawled face down on the bed, moaning for faster, deeper, harder.
Connor used Luc’s writhing body for a while, like a pleasure sheathe for his cock. But when he got too close he pulled out and lifted Luc up. Climbing on to the bed with him in his arms.
“Oh, God,” Luc breathed. Immensely turned on by Connor’s strength and larger size. He loved being manhandled. He turned his head, pleased and reassured when Connor bent for a kiss.
“Inside me, please. I need you.”
Connor just smiled, pushed Luc to hands and knees and went back to fingers. Three this time, deliciously rough.
“Oh, Fuck,” Luc gasped.
“Too much?”
“No, no, no!”
Wanting more contact, Connor gripped Luc’s wrists in one hand and hauled him up again. Wanting to feel Luc’s hot, damp flesh sliding against his, as his busy fingers scissored in and out of Luc’s tight hole.
He worked Luc until he was sobbing and incoherent, his cock leaking and angry. Whimpering and begging to be taken.
More than ready himself, Connor flipped Luc to his back, shoved his knees up and took.
Luc cried out, almost a scream. But it wasn’t pain, it was triumph.
Luc tried to reach for Connor’s face, but he was being pounded so hard and fast that his hands quickly fell limp to his sides as he was totally vanquished.
Sweat was dripping from Connor’s face as he repeatedly plunged until he was half mad. Knowing he was close, seeing Luc was on the edge, he lowered his mouth to Luc’s nipple and bit, hard.
With a strangled cry, Luc fountained between them. Cum spraying over both their chests and stomachs.
Connor followed in several deep, almost violent thrusts, that left Luc sobbing. He managed to only half crush him when he collapsed. Wondering for a few moments if he had gone too far, feeling Luc’s trembling under him. Until a hand came up and threaded through his hair, and he let out a soft shaky breath of relief.
Even Connor didn’t have a second round in him that night. In fact, they sat cuddled on the floor of the shower, too weak to even stand, as hot water rained over them and they alternated between soft kisses and murmurs, and sips of beer that Connor had fetched.
It was only when the water started to cool, and Luc misplaced his thumb on the neck of his bottle, allowing water in, that they dragged themselves, still damp to the bed. Passing out, moments later, in a tangled heap of sated limbs.
-X
This dating the boss and staying over thing was full of compromise, and Luc had walked home (still slightly dazed from a slow, teasing blow job) to have breakfast with his grandparent’s.
His sister was there, it seems her boyfriend, Terry, had stayed over. That was new.
Terry seemed quite amused when Luc and Maria received a lecture about how Nana and Grandpa were capable adults and didn’t need baby sitters.
Maria, who was a ‘bulls by the horn’ personality and often quite blunt, hadn’t been quite sure what to say, so Luc had taken the lead.
“You’re right in that we have our lives to lead. And you’re right that you don’t need looking after, or at least not yet,” he added cheekily. Sniggering when Nana poked him. “But please give us more time to adjust. Things don’t have to change overnight. You’re our home, and what happened with Grandpa getting sick was scary. I still feel shaken by it and would appreciate you putting up with our hanging around a little longer.”
It was the right approach. Maybe Luc felt a little bad that he has guilted them into letting someone be around most of the time, but if it works!
Terry had added that they would be lucky to get rid of him with such a lovely breakfast, as sharing with his previous college buddies meant cereal if someone had remembered to buy milk.
That was a canny approach as well, as Nana immediately decided she needed to feed him up and he was invited to stay over as often as he wished.
Luc knew though, that things would change soon. His older brother and family were due to move back to his grandparent’s. Maria and Terry were looking at apartments, and he would be the spanner in the works. Or the spanner on the couch!
Maybe he should start looking as well. Or maybe he should talk to Connor. He couldn’t decide, it seemed too soon to talk about living together. They hadn’t even said the L-word.
He was still mulling it over when he arrived in the afternoon for his shift. Walking into the bar to be immediately turned around and dragged back to the kitchen.
“Um. Hello?” Aydin queried.
“I just need to go over a discrepancy with Luc,” Connor decided on the spot.
Aydin just rolled his eyes and turned back to the coffee machine.
“What discrepancy?” Luc asked. Then found himself trapped against Connor and the wall, his lips assaulted.
Clueing in, he gripped Connor’s ass and hauled him closer. Loving when Connor growled into his mouth, gripped his hair and tipped his head back for a deeper kiss.
“Oh, THAT discrepancy,” Luc said breathlessly when his bruised lips were released and Connor started moving down his throat.
“You really must do better, kid.”
“Sorry, Boss. I’ll try,” Luc agreed, while kneading Connor’s ass.
Chuckling, Connor pulled back and grinned down at a dishevelled Luc, now reliant on the wall to hold him up. “God, I missed you.”
Luc blushed. “Con, I’ve been gone less than seven hours!”
“That’s nearly seven hours too long,” Connor grumbled. Then frowned and broke off at a knock on the back door.
Luc bit his lip and watched him cross the kitchen. Maybe he should say something.
Connor swung open the door and then froze. Luc could feel his shock across the kitchen. “Liam?”
“Hey, Con.”
Connor stood blocking the door until the voice asked. “I don’t suppose I can come in?”
“Shit, sorry. Of course.” Connor stood aside, running a hand through his hair and making way for a slightly older man to walk in.
Luc watched curious, as the man placed a large rucksack on the floor, looking with interest around the room, and then giving Luc a hesitant smile.
He was little taller than Connor, maybe six-three. A stockier build. But the same messy dark hair, same dark green eyes, same jawline. Nowhere near as handsome, of course, Luc decided, loyally.
“Um, Liam. This is Luc, he works here. Luc this is my brother, Liam.”
Luc walked over with smile to shake hands, pushing down a sense of unease. “Hi, good to meet you.”
“You too,” Liam’s smile slipped and his hand jumped slightly when Connor added.
“Luc’s also my boyfriend.”
“Right. Of course. Good.” Liam muttered, and unconsciously wiped his hand on his trousers.
Connor had turned towards the bar. “Sit, Liam. I’ll grab us a coffee and we can sit for a bit. I’ll be a minute. Still take it black?”