Surrendering to Desire

The room was filled with the thick, heady scent of sweat and satisfaction, but neither of us cared. We lay there in the silence, the only sounds being our breaths and the faint rustling of the sheets. Sky rested his head on my chest, still catching his breath from the last round. His fingers absentmindedly trailed across my skin, sending small shivers up my spine with each touch.

But there was no ignoring the tension building between us once more.

I could feel his body twitching against mine, his hips subtly grinding against my side as if he couldn't get enough. I knew the feeling all too well—this insatiable hunger that had been brewing between us for years. Now that the dam had broken, it felt like we couldn't stop, no matter how much we indulged in each other.

Sky shifted, moving so that he was straddling my waist. His eyes, hooded and dark with desire, locked onto mine as he leaned down to kiss me softly, his lips grazing over mine in a way that sent sparks shooting through me.

"Spade..." he whispered, his voice barely audible as he broke the kiss. "I want more."

The raw need in his voice sent a thrill down my spine, and I felt my body responding instantly. I reached up, my hands resting on his hips as I looked up at him with a grin. "You're insatiable, Sky."

He flushed, his cheeks turning pink, but there was no hesitation in his movements. His hips rolled against mine, and I felt his already half-hard length brush against me, sending a surge of heat straight to my core.

"I can't help it," he breathed, his hands pressing against my chest for balance. "I've wanted this for so long, Spade... I've wanted you."

Hearing those words—his confession after years of holding back—was like fuel to the fire already burning inside me. My grip on his hips tightened, and with a swift motion, I flipped us over, pinning him beneath me once more. His gasp of surprise quickly turned into a breathless moan as I lowered my mouth to his neck, sucking and biting at the sensitive skin there.

"I want you too, Sky," I murmured against his throat, my lips brushing over his skin as I spoke. "I've always wanted you."

His body arched up into mine, his nails digging into my shoulders as he gasped for breath. "Then show me."

That was all the invitation I needed.

I trailed kisses down his chest, my lips ghosting over every inch of his skin as I made my way lower. His breathing quickened with every kiss, his body trembling in anticipation of what was to come. By the time I reached his waist, his cock was already hard and throbbing, leaking precum onto his stomach.

I grinned up at him, taking a moment to admire the sight of him so undone, so vulnerable beneath me. His eyes were squeezed shut, his head thrown back against the pillow, and his fingers twisted in the sheets as if he was holding on for dear life.

Without breaking eye contact, I licked a slow, deliberate line up the length of his cock, savoring the taste of him as he let out a soft cry of pleasure. His hips bucked up involuntarily, seeking more, and I was happy to oblige.

I took him into my mouth, slowly at first, letting him feel every inch as I worked my tongue over him. His moans grew louder, more desperate, his hands fisting the sheets as he struggled to keep himself grounded. I could feel the tension building in his body, the way he was holding himself back, and it only made me want to push him further.

I picked up the pace, sucking harder, my hand working the base of his cock as my mouth moved over him. Sky's moans turned into broken whimpers, his body trembling with the effort of trying not to come too soon.

"Spade... I-I can't... I'm close," he gasped, his voice high-pitched and breathless.

But I wasn't ready to let him finish just yet.

With one last, hard suck, I pulled off him, watching as he whimpered at the loss of contact. His cock twitched, still painfully hard, and his chest heaved with every breath, but I could see the desire in his eyes—the need for more.

I moved back up his body, capturing his lips in a deep, passionate kiss. He kissed me back eagerly, his hands reaching for me, desperate to feel more of me, to be closer. I could feel the heat radiating from his body, the way he trembled with need, and it was driving me wild.

I reached over to the bedside table, grabbing the lube again. Sky watched with wide eyes, his lips parted as he waited in anticipation. His legs spread wider, inviting me in, and I felt a surge of possessiveness wash over me.

This was mine. Sky was mine.

I slicked myself up quickly, positioning myself at his entrance. His eyes locked onto mine, a silent plea in their depths, and I leaned down to kiss him softly as I pushed inside.

He gasped, his body tensing for a moment as I entered him, but he quickly relaxed, his arms wrapping around my neck as he pulled me closer. I could feel his heart racing against my chest, his breath coming in short, shallow pants as I filled him completely.

For a moment, I stayed still, letting him adjust to the sensation. His body was tight, hot, and perfect around me, and it took all of my willpower not to move right away. But then Sky shifted, rolling his hips against mine in a way that made me groan out loud.

"Move, Spade... please," he begged, his voice breathless and needy.

I didn't need to be told twice.

I started slow, drawing out every thrust, wanting to feel every inch of him as I moved. Sky moaned beneath me, his hands clutching at my back as his body arched up to meet mine. I could feel the tension building between us, the way his body responded to every touch, every movement.

I picked up the pace, my thrusts becoming faster, harder, as I chased that high. Sky's moans grew louder, more desperate, his body writhing beneath me as he neared his release. I could feel him tightening around me, his breath coming in short gasps as he reached the edge.

"Spade... I'm gonna... I can't—"

I leaned down, capturing his lips in a rough, desperate kiss as I thrust into him harder, faster, sending us both over the edge. Sky cried out, his body convulsing with pleasure as he came, his release spilling between us. The sight of him falling apart beneath me was enough to push me over the edge, and with a low groan, I filled him completely, collapsing onto the bed beside him.

We lay there for what felt like an eternity, both of us breathless and spent, our bodies slick with sweat and the remnants of our passion. Sky curled into my side, resting his head on my chest as he tried to catch his breath.

"That was... incredible," he murmured, his voice muffled against my skin.

I chuckled, running a hand through his messy hair. "Yeah... it was."

Sky looked up at me, his eyes soft and filled with contentment. "Think we'll ever get enough of this?"

I grinned, pulling him closer. "Not a chance."

Sky pushed himself up on one elbow, looking down at me with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Last night was pretty amazing, don't you think?"

I chuckled, feeling a heat creep into my cheeks at the memory. "Yeah, it definitely was."

He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to my lips, and I couldn't help but kiss him back, our lips moving together in a sweet, tender rhythm. But then the kiss deepened, igniting the heat that had only begun to simmer down.

"Spade..." he whispered against my lips, his voice barely above a breath. "What do we do now?"

The question hung heavily in the air between us. I knew I had to address it, but I wasn't sure how. "I don't know, Sky. I really don't."

He frowned, pulling back slightly to search my eyes. "Are you... scared? Because I am."

"Scared?" I echoed, contemplating his words. "Yeah, I guess I am. But it's not just fear, it's—"

"I know," he interrupted gently, his fingers brushing against my cheek. "We've been dancing around this for so long. I don't want to lose you, Spade. You mean too much to me."

The sincerity in his voice made my heart ache. "You won't lose me. I promise you that."

It warmed my heart to see the tension easing from his shoulders. "You won't lost me too. Just as long as we're honest with each other."

"Always," I replied, squeezing his hand. "And if things change, we'll talk about it. No hiding."

"Deal." He grinned, and it felt like a weight had been lifted.

Before I could process it, he pulled me down for another kiss, deepening it with a hunger that mirrored my own. I lost myself in him, in the warmth and the way he fit against me, but then I felt a sudden surge of determination.

"Let's shower," I suggested, breaking the kiss and rising from the bed. Sky watched me with a playful smile, clearly intrigued.

"A shower? Together?" he teased, a spark of mischief in his eyes.

"Why not?" I replied, raising an eyebrow. "We can wash off the night's... activities."

Sky laughed, jumping out of bed and playfully chasing after me as I headed toward the bathroom. The mood shifted effortlessly from serious to playful, and I could feel the tension dissipating with every teasing remark and touch.

The shower was small, but it was more than enough for the two of us. I turned on the water, letting it warm up before stepping inside, Sky right behind me.

"Whoa!" he exclaimed as the water hit him, causing him to jump back, laughter bubbling from his lips.

"Get in here!" I urged, laughing at his antics.

Sky hesitated for a moment, but then he dove in, joining me beneath the cascading water. The heat enveloped us, and I couldn't help but admire the way the droplets slid down his skin, accentuating his toned body.

"Damn, you're even hotter when you're wet," I teased, unable to resist the urge to run my hands over his chest.

He smirked, his confidence shining through. "And you're not so bad yourself."

I took my time washing him, my fingers trailing over his body as I lathered up the shampoo and soap. We laughed and playfully splashed each other, our previous worries slowly melting away under the warm water. The intimacy of the moment felt natural, and I couldn't help but lean in for a kiss, our mouths connecting beneath the showerhead.

"Now this is how you start the day," Sky murmured, his voice a mix of breathlessness and joy.

I grinned against his lips, feeling light and carefree. "Agreed."

As we finished rinsing off, I could feel the anticipation building again—an undeniable tension that was becoming a constant between us.

"Do you want to?" Sky asked, glancing at me with a hopeful look, his cheeks flushing slightly.

I chuckled, wrapping my arms around him. "You mean round three?"

He bit his lip, nodding, and I felt my heart race at the thought.

"Let's dry off first. We can't get too wild in the shower," I said, trying to hide my smirk.

Sky pouted, but he relented, allowing me to pull him out of the shower and wrap him in a towel. We dried off in a playful silence, stealing glances and exchanging shy smiles.

Once we were dressed and somewhat composed, I couldn't resist teasing him one last time. "You know, I think we might need to invest in more towels."

Sky laughed, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Or we could just keep using each other instead."

I raised an eyebrow at him, impressed with his cheekiness. "I could get behind that idea."

With the morning sun shining through the window, we moved into the kitchen, preparing breakfast together. The air was filled with laughter and the smell of coffee, but there was also a new, deeper connection brewing between us—one that was thrilling and terrifying all at once.