Page 14 of Damian & Jun: Episodes 1-4
He came with a whimper, his hips stuttering against Damian’s grip. His eyes closed and his lips parted, and his body folded into Damian. Damian turned him sideways in his lap and cradled him against his chest. This way he could see Jun’s face.
Jun started to say something but what it was, Damian couldn’t decipher. Jun was asleep before he enunciated anything intelligible.
Damian cradled Jun until the water started to cool. He’d had sex with a few people over the years: mostly Richard, though their relationship was much more about power exchange, dominance and submission, and kink. He’d been intimate with Émeric. Occasionally, he’d had moments with Matthew and Enzo. And then there had been Tanner, but he wasn’t going to count that. Tanner had made sure all of them had known it hadn’t been real. There had been a few dates. A few hot moments between near strangers. Not for a while, though. After he’d turned twenty-eight, his appetite for no-strings attached sex had diminished.
Holding Jun in the water, watching the younger man sleep, he had to admit to himself that this was not a no-strings encounter. This was one of those moments that changed things. Whether or not one wanted things to change, they had. And no matter what choices followed, or whether he ever saw Jun again, there would always be a part of him that would love this and this moment. He wanted, like a physical pull in his body. In his head, he could hear the whisper of words he hadn’t been sure he’d ever say out loud.
My boy.
Damian had thrived as Richard’s submissive. But Jun had fully woken up something else.
He wanted Jun to be his.
It was way too fast. Way too soon. He didn’t even know Jun’s full name. Now that he thought of it, he didn’t think he’d ever told Jun his own.
And yet, despite all of that, despite the years of building solid, logical habits, training as a lawyer, climbing to the top of his field, he was falling for this elfin, anxious stranger of a man in a matter of hours.
Perhaps he was the one who should have been nervous.
When the water was too cool to stay in any longer, he stood, carefully holding Jun against his chest. The slender man only snuggled deeper, pulling up his legs, still at rest. Damian snagged both towels with his fingers and walked directly out to the bed. He dried both of them off enough and rolled Jun under the covers. Then he crawled in beside him. Jun scooted into his arms.
Touch starved. There was no other way to explain how desperate for skin-to-skin contact Jun was. He was clinging to Damian in his sleep.
Damian swallowed, still petting Jun’s damp hair as he himself started to drift off. Touch starvation was no laughing matter. It was real. He knew what it felt like. He drew Jun against him, until they were flush from ankle to shoulder.
Awareness returned with a pair of brown eyes.
“You didn’t fuck me.”
Damian blinked. Jun was holding himself up on one elbow, but they were still tangled together under the covers. He looked at the bedside clock. There were still five hours until he needed to catch his flight.
“You fell asleep.”
“And you just…let me? What about… I mean…” Jun waved his hand toward Damian’s waist. “Did you take care of yourself?”
“No, I just held you until the water got cool and then brought you here.”
“Oh.” Jun’s brain took a second to chew on that. “I really thought we’d have sex last night.”
“We did. At least in my book. Sex doesn't mean a dick has to go into someone.”
Jun flushed. “Oh…I didn’t know that.”
“Lots of people don’t. But sexual contact is sex. So, do you think we had sex?”
“We had sex.” Jun blinked and then fell back against the pillows on his back. “We had sex. I had sex.”
Damian chuckled. At least Jun’s lips were twitching toward a smile even though he seemed more in shock than anything else.
“I enjoyed sex with you.”
Jun’s eyes tightened, and his lips widened in anxious hope. “You did? I didn’t suck at it? I feel like I did. I just lay there and you…”
“You let me play with you.” Damian leaned over and kissed Jun’s shoulder. “It was a pleasure. One I would like to have again, if you would let me.”
Jun stared at Damian’s face and then his mouth, and then he was up on his knees, throwing himself at Damian, straddling his lap. He had his arms looped around the back of Damian’s head before he stopped himself.
“I can kiss you, right?”
