Stretching his legs out in front, he dropped his hands to his lap and rested his head back, staring at the ceiling. As tears rolled into his hairline, he tried to understand what he’d done wrong. When he’d left this morning, Nathan had been smiling and seemingly happy. There was nothing to indicate Nathan had wanted to leave him. Lifting his head, he bent his knees, crossing his arms across the top and resting his forehead on them.
He had no idea how long he’d sat there, or how many tears he had cried when he heard the front door open. Staying in the same position, he ignored it, thinking he imagined things. It was only when he heard footsteps mounting the stairs that his heart began hammering once more.
“Loren?” The voice was quiet but clear and coming from the doorway. “Loren? Is everything okay?”
Loren lifted his tear-stained face to the doorway, not knowing whether to believe the apparition or not.
“Loren?” Nathan stepped further into the room.
With that movement, Loren sprang up from the floor and flew towards Nathan, enfolding him in his arms and tucking his face into Nathan’s neck. As Nathan’s arms came around him, Loren lost it. They stood in the embrace for several minutes before Loren became aware of Nathan rubbing a hand up and down his back and speaking.
“I’m sorry, Daddy. So sorry. I should’ve left you a note. I didn’t think things through. I’m sorry,” Nathan repeated the words over and over again.
Loren inhaled, opened his eyes and pulled back. Cupping Nathan’s jaw, he gazed into the apologetic chestnut-brown eyes. “You will be punished for this bad behaviour, boy.” He felt Nathan swallow. “But later. I need you too much, right now.” Lips met in a fierce clash as Loren took what he needed from Nathan. Nathan’s hand went from stroking his back to gripping his shirt, little moans sounding from the back of his throat while Loren unleashed his frantic need. The overwhelming pressure of holding back was now being released, and Nathan stood in the centre of it.
Loren strode forward, making Nathan stumble back as he clung to Loren as he directed them to their bedroom, all the while kissing Nathan until he was lightheaded. When Nathan stumbled again, Loren gripped the back of his thighs and lifted his legs to wrap around Loren’s waist. Nathan changed his grasp, encircling his arms around Loren’s head. Opening his eyes partially to see where they were in the hallway, Loren stomped towards the bedroom door, which, thankfully, was open from his earlier search.
Pausing at the side of the bed, Loren lowered Nathan to the floor, ripping his mouth away and gasping for breath. They stood staring, hands holding each other. Loren lifted a hand and rubbed at the bruised, wet lips gracing Nathan’s face. Nathan’s eyelids lowered, and he licked at Loren’s finger.
“Let’s get you undressed.” Sliding his hand down the column of Nathan’s neck, he pushed the jacket off his shoulders, allowing it to drop heavily to the floor, then found the hem of his t-shirt, pulling it up and over Nathan’s head and threw it down. Nathan’s eyebrows rose as he glanced between the discarded t-shirt and Loren. Smirking, Loren leaned in for another kiss, distracting Nathan from whatever thoughts were going through his head. A shiver went through Nathan’s body, breaking Loren from their kiss. “Lay down, sweetheart.”
Watching as Nathan obeyed, Loren began undressing, dropping his clothes to the floor. He kept his boxers on and crawled on all fours to Nathan’s prone body. Stopping next to him, Loren ran a hand from Nathan’s waistband to his navel, up his abs to his chest, bypassing the nubs seeking attention. Continuing to slide his hand upwards, he cupped Nathan’s jaw, leaning on his elbow to sip at the swollen lips.
“Are you okay, Nathan?” Loren whispered against his mouth. Nathan nodded. “I need words, my boy.”
Clearing his throat, Nathan uttered, “Yes, Daddy.”
“We can stop anytime, just say the word, alright?”
“Please, don’t stop, Daddy.” Nathan closed his eyes, a bodily shiver running through him again when Loren grazed a nipple. “Please, don’t stop.”
Loren grinned. “As you wish.” He replaced his fingers with his mouth, using the firm tip of his tongue to lash at the erect nub and watching as Nathan’s hands fisted the sheets below. Nathan’s voice rose when Loren’s hand found his other nipple, giving it a similar treatment.
“Daddy!”
Loren’s free hand slid to the button of Nathan’s trousers, undoing it and relieving some pressure on Nathan’s cock. Removing his hand from Nathan’s nipple, he tucked both hands into the sides of Nathan’s trousers, pushing them down as Loren’s mouth moved to the opposite nub. When he couldn’t push them any further, his mouth left the sensitive peak and kissed down Nathan’s abs where the trousers were pulled off, the underwear closely following, and thrown in the vicinity of the rest.
From his position, it was difficult to miss Nathan’s erect cock, standing proud. Eyes locked onto Nathan’s face, Loren slowly pushed Nathan’s legs apart, revelling in the pupil-blown expression. “I’m going to take care of you, now, Nate.” He removed his boxers and crawled in between Nathan’s spread legs after reaching for the items from the bedside table.
Sliding his hands up Nathan’s shins, knees and thighs, Loren marvelled at the smoothness of his skin until his gaze was caught on his weeping shaft.
“You’re beautiful, Nate.”
“Thank you, Daddy,” Nathan choked, arousal lowering his voice.
Loren situated himself on his stomach, his face close to the swollen cock. Unable to resist, Loren licked a strip up the shaft, earning a groan from Nathan, enticing Loren to do it again, finishing with a swipe of his tongue to collect the precome. He grabbed the lube he’d retrieved and squeezed some onto his fingers, making sure to keep Nathan’s focus on his cock. Rubbing around his hole, Loren sucked the head of Nathan’s cock, swallowing him down as Loren breached him.
“Yes! More, Daddy!”
From his position, Loren could see Nathan’s head pressed back into the pillow, fists still clenched in the sheets. Loren lifted and lowered his head on the swollen shaft as he prepared Nathan’s ass. They had not spoken about what Nathan preferred, but Loren was unwilling to take him without the proper preparation, no matter how much of a rush he was in to claim his boy.
When Nathan could take three fingers, Loren deemed him ready, especially with the incoherent noises Nathan was making. Loren released Nathan’s cock and lifted to his knees, grabbed the condom, rolled it on and slicked it.
Loren leaned his hands either side of Nathan’s torso and brought their faces close together. “Look at me, sweet boy.” He gazed at the sheen of sweat coating Nathan’s skin and similarly at the blissed expression when those eyes met his. “Are you ready for me?”
“Yes, please, Daddy. Make me yours,” Nathan breathed.
Loren’s heart soared at the words, and he dipped down to kiss those delectable lips. “As you wish.” Kneeling back again, he pushed Nathan’s legs further apart, and bracing one hand on the bed and one holding his cock, he pressed forward against Nathan’s hole.