"You asked me if I would want you in that way", he whispered dreamily, "And I gave you an answer. But you have no idea how much I want this – how much I want you."

Those words were my handcuffs. I was truly a hostage now, and my captor couldn't have been better.

I could feel the heat in the room grow more intense as Matt claimed my lips, conquering and marking them. His tongue traced my bottom lip, asking for entrance – pleading. Who was I to refuse? I gently parted my lips and his tongue drove through the opening. Once again he dominated my tongue completely – there was no struggle, no retaliation. In reflex I placed my hands on his firm chest – it felt hard like marble.

If this was a war against desire – I'd happily lose. Suddenly a memory flashed before my eyes – the time Matt confessed that he liked me from the moment he saw me. Who'd have thought we'd end up together under these circumstances? His lips still claimed mine as he started walking – easily so. As if I weighed little more than a backpack. My back arched as he pressed me against the wall, he broke the kiss and smoothly continued moving down my neck with his lips. He started sucking and gently nibbling on my neck until he found a spot that made me gasp.

"M-Matt, more. I want more", I gasped out.

I felt him smile against my skin, "I know love, but you'll have to be patient." But I didn't want to be patient, I my hands clung to his hard biceps as I started struggling to move. The more I moved, the harder he pressed me against the wall – still sucking and biting on that same electric spot. I let out what sounded like a whine as he abused that spot with his mouth.

He chuckled deeply.

"It's not f-funny", I felt my cheeks warm up. The fire within me was blazing now – roaring. It demanded attention. Yet, at the same time, I knew Matt had a similar fire within him. I could feel it in his pants. I could feel it slightly touching my entrance – the only obstacle was our clothing. I cursed at my clothes – I need him closer, just closer.

I grinded down onto his member and this time Matt was the one to gasp, "Will, don't do that", he said through clenched teeth. His words and tone didn't match. He wanted me to carry on – so I did. I felt his biceps flex. Was he finally losing some of that evil resolve? Then he let out an animalistic growl. In one swift moment, he flung me around so that I was on my feet and facing the wall. He pressed from behind me and I let out a gasp, the fire raged within me as I felt him grinding against my ass. His member sliding between my ass cheeks, teasing my entrance.

It was awkward timing but a realisation occurred. I did, truly love Matt. All the time he was away – I still loved him. That's why I turned stoic; I didn't know how to love someone from a distance. That's why it was easier to pretend to hate him. With hate, no trust is required – but there's no greater trust required than there is with love. It was scary – having to trust Matt. But that was the only way I'd get this to work out.

I was brought back to reality when his hold on me turned into an iron grip around my waist – holding me in place as he grinded against me. Not before long I started panting from sheer desire that consumed every atom in my being. I needed more, I wanted more.

His hands snaked up underneath my shirt, the contact of skin on skin was painfully good. It made me squirm. That seemed to turn Matt on more as a deep moan resonated from his chest. But his hands continued up my body until they reached my nipples - leaving a trail of ashes in their wake. He gentle tweaked my nipples and the reaction was unexpected – I arched my back even further – pushing myself harsher against his erection. That elicited a reaction from both of us: a hiss of pleasure from Matt and a whine of desperation from me.

He picked me up by the waist and threw me onto the bed – I hadn't known how he had gotten so strong, or how I had come to weigh that little. The bed was nowhere near the wall, so I landed with a little bounce.

In a flash Matt was by me again, hovering above me and just staring at me. That gaze of his – it held so much longing, so much desire that I actually felt shy. What if I didn't live up to expectations? What if I didn't perform as well as he had fantasized I would?

"Stop worrying", he said gently, "It'll be fine – unless you want to stop here?"

And he meant it, he would stop if I wasn't comfortable enough. But this was something I wanted to do. Something I needed. I felt him slowly pulling away so I caught his wrist, "Wait", I said, "I want to. I want to so badly – so please..."

Matt was hovering above me – his gaze intimidating. Intimidated not in the sense that I was afraid – rather it was the intimidation of a man who knew what he wanted it. The smothering heat suffocated any doubts I might have. I knew one thing for certain – I wanted Matt...

I wanted him inside of me; I wanted us to become one. I wanted the unity and the contentedness. I deserved it! Months, possibly years, of running, hiding and searching through scraps to survive... I deserved happiness.

He stared into my eyes, assessing me – determining if there was any sense of reluctance. He wouldn't find any, my resolve was firm. I needed this more than I needed air.

Matt bit his lip in uncertainty and my patience snapped – I needed this, why couldn't he see it?

I grabbed his face between my hands, "Just do it", I intended for it to come out as a demand but instead it came out as a plea. A plea for help to extinguish the fire that was building, scorching and bubbling inside me. I needed Matt – he's the only one that can do this.

He swallowed a lump in his throat, and his head dipped down to my neck, but I forced his face forward so that our lips would meet. We stayed like that for a while – sloppy, passionate kisses. Kisses that brought the bonfire in my stomach to blinding height – it consumed me in a pleasurable yet painful manner.

"Matt, fuck!" I seethed.

He immediately withdrew, "I'm sorry, did I hurt you?"

I growled and flipped us over on the king sized bed – I was on top now. "You aren't getting anywhere", I said in utter frustration.

"I-I told you to be patient", he said uncertainly.

"I've been overly patient", I seethed, as I place my hands on his firm chest. I placed my ass on his hard dick and started bucking my hips to create friction, any kind of fiction, I was going insane.

I needed Matt in all ways. He was my rock and I just wanted to show him that he was appreciated – the others see him as baggage but my Matt was so much more. He was my everything. His emerald eyes always held a sense of hope and I need him close. I needed him closer.

"Will", he placed his hands firmly on either side of my face, "Are you sure you're ready for this?"

I growled at his sensitivity, I'm going to have to get rid of that.

Is what I'd like to say but that was simply in Matt's nature – there was no passing by it.

I moved his hands to my waist as I hovered above him, "I've been waiting for this for a while. So please don't take it away from me."

His eyes darkened in just the slightest, and I knew I had gotten him right where I wanted him. He just needed a little push...

"Unless... you don't want me like that anymore", I made a move to get off him – a minuscule one at that. But his hand grabbed my wrist in an iron grip. In a flash he flipped us up so that I was sitting on his lap, my legs separated.

"You're such a tease doctor Baxtor", he said huskily.

He started grinding against me again and a whimper escaped my lips. But his assault didn't cease, he was merciless as he grinded against me, keeping my face towards his.

"That's the face I want to see", he smirked.

"Matt please", I whispered in heated pants.

He tossed me over him with ease, my head landing on a plush cushion, "Take off your pants", he ordered with such authority. Every cell in my body screamed to obey him. I removed my tattered pants and turned to look at him but he held my face into the cushion – to the degree that my ass was in full sight for anyone to see.

He dog whistled, causing my face to turn a slight shade of pink.

"Would you look at that", he cupped my ass cheeks.

"Matt, stop teasin-", I gasped out in pain.

"Don't worry, the pain will pass. Just be patient..." He cooed.

He inserted a second finger and I bit into the plush duvet, it was painful – it was uncomfortable. He continued finger fucking my ass, scissoring and stretching my entrance.

The he added a third finger and I nearly screamed in pain until I gasped in ecstasy.

"So that's the spot", he said confidently – almost smugly.

"M-Matt, don't stop!"

He continued assaulting my ass as drool slipped out the corner of my mouth. Eventually my ass met his thrusts. Maximising the sparks the travelled all over my body, I wanted to scream in pleasure. Matt seemed to notice this so he shoved two fingers in my mouth, "You'll wake everyone up, try to be as quiet as possible. Don't stop though, it's cute."

I sucked on his fingers as he assaulted my prostrated. I was seeing stars and I knew – somewhere far away that my legs were trembling. I never wanted this feeling to end.

But it did, he withdrew his fingers and the lack of them made me feel empty. Had I done something wrong?

I looked behind me and Matt applying some lotion on his member – it wasn't overly humongous but it wasn't small either. It was perfect.

"Are you ready for me", he asked sincerely.

Tears pooled up my eyes, "Matt, please just do it already! I'm losing my mind!"

He positioned himself against me, the head of his cock teasing my hole. I whimpered in need, I whimpered in desperation.

He slowly entered and a fire erupted inside me – it hurt tremendously.

"Shh, you'll enjoy it soon enough", he cooed in my ear, "Just try to relax."

I took a deep breath in an attempt to relax. I felt him slide further inside. Tears pooled at the sides of my eyes as I grit my teeth in pain. There was hardly any movement on Matt's part – he was probably waiting for me to grow accustomed to his size.

The pain slowly subsided – leaving a throbbing feeling. A nice kind of pain that hurt me so good. Then he withdrew his dick and slammed into me again – the pain was indescribable.

But I liked it...

I could feel his member pulsing and throbbing inside me, "Fuck you are super tight", he moaned. A surge of pride bubbled within me, Matt is enjoying me. No one else but me. He picked up his pace, thrusting mercilessly inside me – as if I were a rag doll enjoying the ride.

I internally giggled at that for if I giggled out loud he would take offence to it.

Then he hit that spot again and the stars danced across my eyes.

"M-Matt r-right there", I panted out.

He thrust deeper inside me, my eyes rolled back in ecstasy as he hit my prostrate. I couldn't wait for another impact but Matt didn't move. He stayed completely still. The head of Matt's cock caressing my most sensitive part – driving my mind haywire.

"Matt, move", I pleaded desperately with tears in my eyes.

"Hmm, I'm kinda comfortable where I am", he said sweetly.

I squirmed – any attempt to get friction going. I needed this and Matt was treating it like a game. I smirked ever so slightly and clenched around his thick member. He sounded as if the wind had been knocked out of.

"W-Will stop that or I'll-"

"Then move!"

He thrust with overpowering force, my arms struggling to find anything to grab as he plowed into me – over and over again. I grabbed the silk sheets and balled them up in an attempt to hold onto my sanity.

He turned us over so that I was facing his glory between my legs, "Will", he panted, "I'm close", he panted out. He leaned in and kissed me – a sloppy one at that; the heat of the moment.

Once again I clenched around his cock and he groaned in pleasure – each of his thrusts hit that wonderful bundle of nerves, igniting my skin in sparks.

Matt's assault on my prostate never ceased, he was going strong and I didn't know how much longer I would be able to hold out. We were both drenched in sweat as he pummeled inside me.

A pressure built within my abdomen at an alarming speed, it felt warm. Then he hit my prostrate with one, full power thrust and the force of that thrust – hitting my prostrate full force – made me explode. I came instantly.

But Matt wasn't done – he continued assaulting my prostrate. I was in sub space, floating in bliss as he ravaged my body.

I felt relaxed, I felt safe and I felt cared for.

I felt his dick throb and I knew he was close, "M-Matt please! C-Cum for me!"

He grunted, his teeth clenched together, "I don't want this to en- fuck it feels so good!"

Tears were pooling out my eyes, I felt at bliss. I felt content.

''I'm cuming inside!'' Matt roared and I felt his seed erupt within me.

We fell back on the silk sheets – drenched with sweat. We were huffing in air to regain our composure.

And that was how we fell asleep.

One step closer to the Sepia dream.