Page 43 of Guiding Reason
Col petted Hyran’s shoulder. “You’re actually not doing too badly, and believe me, that comes as a surprise.”
“A lesser Guardian than me would complain about the jibe, but I think I’ll focus on having exceeded your expectations.”
“Good answer. But in addition, I know I haven’t been doing the best to…to make it easy.” Col wiped an errant strand of hair out of his eye. “I can make it easy. Easier. I know the expectation,the way this kind of relationship thrives on exclusivity in all things physical. I can do that. I want you to know I can do that, and that you don’t have to worry about me seeking intimacy elsewhere.”
Hyran caught Col’s hand and tilted it so he could kiss the soft skin on his wrist. “I cannot deny that the thought of—you know. It’s…painful? To think about you being with another, or you and your team being this close. Which is odd. I remember when we were still in school and it came up, and everyone said they’d never give up being with other partners or force their Conduit to give up being with whoever they liked.”
“They told us it was more about the channeling than the intimacy, really, but sometimes, those two lie close together.” Col shrugged and turned on his back. “I don’t want to end up like Linar either. Plus, you’re a good lover. Keep it up, and I will be too exhausted to crave anyone else.”
“If that is a challenge, Col, you might want to reconsider.” Hyran let his hand wander to Col’s abdomen, splayed his fingers possessively. He would make this man want to be his. He’d never wanted anything in his life as much as he wanted Col’s love.
“Not right now. I need to get up and get back to everything. And a shower. Ugh, this hair…” He looked at Hyran. “I can make you cum if you’re interested in showering with me. I wouldn’t want to leave you neglected.”
The offer was casual, but it made Hyran hard immediately. “Yes. Please. I’ll take care of you too. I’ll do whatever you want me to do, Col. I want to learn all the things you like.”
“That’s interesting. And maybe it’s worth exploring.” He sighed. “Not now. You were saying about those meds.”
“I’ll get them.”
Hyran had never once experienced the physical excitement of sex in a way where that excitement mattered less than the person who was causing it.
But it was like that in the shower, which was almost too small for what the two of them were doing, almost. Like the bedroom, the bathroom had been done in dark colors, blues and purples, and seemed to have been built small with intent to make it cozy, relaxing even.
Hyran braced against the warm tiles of the walk-in shower stall, the running water drowning out the thumping of his heart.
“Anything you don’t want me to touch?” Col asked.
He’d fiddled with the water, had adjusted the temperature back and forth a few times, but seemed to have finally found the right setting.
“No. You do what you want. Or I can do what you want me to do.”
“Hmm.” Col turned and ran his fingers down the center of Hyran’s chest, all the way to where the Guardian kept just a well-trimmed patch of hair above his cock. “I think we’ll try that, Hyran. Touch yourself, just with one hand, put the other on my shoulder.”
Hyran complied immediately, his eyes fixed on the way Col looked under the spray, his hair slick with water and matted almost to the tip of his nose, his brown eye standing out brighter in the steam that was beginning to steal sight from them.
Col smiled before looking down. “Oh, that’s pretty basic. Just a nice firm grip and repeated movement for you?”
Hyran’s cock twitched. “Yes.”
“Stop that and play with your balls for a little bit.”
Hyran pressed his lips together and did so. It didn’t escape him that this was having an effect on Col also, and he wanted to pause, drop to his knees, take care of Col before anything else.
“Thing with showers, it’s difficult to tell whether this makes you dripping wet with precum or whether it’s just water and soap,” the Conduit mused. Droplets of water had collected on his long lashes.
“It’s not. I can show you. No. I’d rather suck you down my throat. Can I? Please, Col. I want to taste you.”
Col blinked water out of his eyes. “Such a giving Guardian. I meant to do this for you.”
“Tasting you is going to be for me. Please. Let me? Let me have you, let me…let me. Please.”
Let me love you,he wanted to say,let me love you in all the ways I can.It was too much too soon, too demanding and self-centered in the way Hyran didn’t want to be. Col needed time, Hyran knew, but it was difficult to act accordingly in this small space, this space that could become nothing between them if only they closed the distance that kept them apart.
Something he saw on Hyran’s face broke Col’s resolve. Hyran could tell by the softening lines around the Conduit’s mouth, the way his pectoralis tensed.
“Fine. Are you sure though? It’s already cramped in here, and you’re pretty tall for a Guardian.”
“I’m sure. Hold on to my hair.”
