Page 66 of Go the Long Way
"Not nearly often enough," Jakob admitted, his voice gone husky as he fisted his hands in Ethan's shirt, pulling the man closer against him. "Been a dry spell lately, especially after the accident. And with Reed, I almost always topped. He tried fucking me once or twice in return, but… His heart wasn't in it, y'know? It was nowhere near…" Jakob paused, sighing. "I didn't realize how good I had it. My first time with a guy, and you went and ruined me for the rest of 'em."
"Damn Jakob. Flattery will get you everything, you know," Ethan growled, breath hot and heavy on the skin at Jakob's shoulder, damp from where he'd been mouthing along the slope. But then his expression turned serious. "You — you were a hard act to follow, too."
Jakob hummed, considering. Despite the weighty words, he kept his tone light as he rutted lazily up against Ethan's thigh. "Seems like we're both pretty hard right now."
Ethan grinned, crisis averted.
"Maybe we should do something about that," Ethan drawled with a leer. "My tests are all clear and up to date. You?"
"Good to go. So — if you're interested, I mean — " Jakob added hastily, "I would really,reallylike for you to fuck me."
"More'n happy to oblige," Ethan smirked, leaning in for a slow and tender kiss, with a heat behind it that promised so much more. "How about you go on and lie back like a good little pillow prince, and let me take care of you. Got lube around here somewhere?"
"In the right nightstand, small box on the right. Couple of toys and things in there too if you like."
"Maybe next time. Been so long… Want to focus on this; on you." Ethan hesitated. "I mean — Sorry, that sounds awfully presumptuous, doesn't it?Ifthere's a next time, should've said."
"Sure hope there's a next time," Jakob admitted. "And a time after that, and a time after that, and… As long as you care to stick around, then I'm here. Not going anywhere, Ethan. Not this time. I promise, I'm done running."
Ethan considered him a moment, then reached up, threading his fingers through the strands of Jakob's hair and scratching gently through the buzz of his undercut.
"Me too."
He tugged Jakob down into another kiss, sweet and promising, before urging Jakob up off him so he could get the things they'd need.
Jakob propped himself up on his elbows to watch Ethan stretch as he fetched the bottle of lube; the hem of his shirt riding up to give Jakob an excellent eyeful at the skin beneath. Even after all these years, it seemed that Ethan had taken just as good care of himself as when they were on the team; all deliciously padded muscle that Jakob was already itching to get his hands on again.
"Hey now, play fair," Ethan laughed as Jakob's impatient fingers danced across a ticklish spot in his bid to unbutton Ethan's jeans.
Jakob did little more than grunt in reply, far too entranced by the sight of Ethan's rolling hips and emerging thighs as he shimmied out of the jeans Jakob was hurrying to peel him out of.
The mattress dipped under Ethan's weight as he shifted to kneel on the bed, tossing the bottle of lube between them. He grabbed the hem of his t-shirt and tugged it over his head, revealing a body that made Jakob's breath catch as his eyes drank in the sight.
Ethan's chest was broad, with more hair than Jakob's and a dark thatch Jakob was intrigued to see trailedaaaaaaaaallthe way down to his thick, flushed cock as Ethan's briefs went in the direction of his jeans. Jakob's fingers itched to tangle in it, let his fingertips travel along that enticing highway. To feel it pressed against his own chest, or back, or — hell, belly if they attempted a sixty-nine…
"You gonna get over here, or what?" Ethan teased, reaching for Jakob's hand to tug him down on top of his still-larger frame.
"I am. Just admiring the view," Jakob laughed, leaning forward for a kiss. "You've been hiding this under so many layers of clothing. Wasn't expecting Mr. August himself under that button-down. You, uh — you look damn good."
Ethan did too, allowing Jakob the chance to slide his hands greedily over that magnificent barrel chest, down his sides and over Ethan's hips; tracing down the valleys cutting from hipbone to flushed and weeping cock, then following the trail of hair back up to his navel, Ethan's stomach quivering under Jakob's teasing touch.
Sadly, the limitations of Jakob's knee meant he couldn't indulge himself in leaning down to nuzzle Ethan's chest like Jakob oh so very much wanted to. Instead, he contented himself with carding his fingers in the thick, coarse hair; taking his time exploring the contours of the muscles beneath as he mapped their shape with his palms.
There were differences in Ethan here too, he discovered. New scars, a couple of tattoos. Evidence of a life he had missed; one Jakob was interested in relearning, inch by glorious inch.
"Hey, I'm not the only one," Ethan retorted, reaching up to rub an appreciative hand along Jakob's side and pull him closer. "You clean up pretty good yourself."
With a happy hum, Jakob arched into the touch.
"Feel free to come and take a closer look…" he teased, shivering as Ethan's hands stroked through his hair; warm as they smoothed down his neck and across his shoulders. Down his back they went, lighting up his spine like midway carnival lights. Before finally grabbing two great big pawfuls of Jakob's ass and pulling him flush against Ethan with a gasp.
"Know what? I think I will," Ethan growled, rolling them over.
His weight was a delicious pressure that made Jakob want to squirm as Ethan settled atop him, his body covering Jakob's own. He filled his hands with Ethan's broad shoulders, delighting in the expanse of firm, warm skin as Jakob rocked his hips up.
"What's the rush there, gorgeous'?" Ethan murmured, nuzzling Jakob's jaw before nibbling at his ear. "Thought you said we've got all morning?"
Jakob shivered to hear that word in Ethan's mouth, calling up echoes of another endearment from the misty reaches of the past.