Sought ♥ 35

Chapter 351

Lanier pressed his bare chest against Desmond’s, purring lightly and rubbing his cheek up the side of his lover’s neck. “You smell good,” he whispered. “Sort of like fresh air and a gorgeous man.” 2

Desmond laughed lightly, his chest vibrating with the sound against Lanier’s. 3

“You don’t believe me?” Lanier sat up. “You don’t believe that I like your scent?” 4

“No.” Desmond shook his head. “It’s not that.” 5

“Then what? Why do you laugh?” 6

“Because I can’t believe this.” 7

“Believe what?” 8

“That I got you.” Desmond reached up and pushed some of Lanier’s red hair out of his face stroked a soft line down his cheek. “That I got you from the Director.” 9

“I’m not that great, Desmond,” Lanier answered looking away. Desmond laughed again and pinched his side, making him jump. “Hey!” 10

“You have no idea do you?” 11

“No idea about what?” Lanier sat up, still straddling Desmond’s naked hips with his own. He brought his hands down to rest against the pads of Desmond’s pecs, curling his fingertips and scratching him lightly. 12

Desmond’s body stirred to life and Lanier smiled when he felt it against his own hardening sex. “You have no idea how special you really are.” 13

“Tell me,” Lanier whispered, his eyes going serious. He pushed his hips forward a bit and rubbed his hands up over Des’ collar bones. “Tell me.” 14

Desmond’s eyes grew soft as well and he lifted a palm to cup Lanier’s cheek. He smiled lightly, “You are something so special, I have no words to express it. You are what I need and you are who I love. Who I will love forever.” 15

Lanier stared down at him for a long time, his gaze unfaltering as he studied Desmond’s face. “Tell me again,” he finally said quietly, not moving. 16

“I love you, Lanier.” 17

“Only me?” 18

“Only you.” 19

“Will you hurt me, Desmond?” 20

Desmond let his palm slide down to cup the back of Lanier’s neck and then pulled him down to him. He kissed him lightly at first, letting his love show through the kiss, and then pressed further, more insistently. “I will never hurt you,” he whispered between kisses, lowering his hands and gripping Lanier’s hips. He opened his legs again and Lanier’s body slid between them perfectly. 21

Lanier lifted his head and looked confused. “But…” 22

“I want you inside of me now, Lanier,” Desmond said through gritted teeth. Lanier’s body pressed against his so tightly had him full to near bursting, his release stilled in the tip of his shaft. “Please…love me with your body…” 23

Lanier smiled and looked down at where their bodies were pressed the tightest. He looked back up and brought his hand up to Desmond’s mouth, running his fingers first over his lips and then pushing them into his mouth. He let Desmond suck them for a moment, enjoying the sensation of his flicking tongue between his fingers, but then brought them away from his eager mouth and up to his own. He licked over them quickly and then reached between their bodies to grip himself, covering his sex with what was on his hand. 24

He stared down at Des, who had his eyes shut and his chin tilted up, and let his sex fall into place between Des’ legs to rest against his entrance. “Look at me.” 25

Des did and Lanier reached down and took his lover’s heated sex into his palm, stroking him slowly as he pushed his hips forward. Des was very tight and held onto Lanier’s body like a vice, but eventually he gave way and Lanier was able to push fully inside of him; all the while rubbing him in controlled strokes and staring down into his face. 26

What looked back up at him was nothing but pure love and adoration. Something Lanier had never seen when looking into the Directors face. Desmond wasn’t here to use him. He was here to love him. And Lanier knew he would love him back with equal ferocity and grace. 27

“You are mine, Des,” he whispered pumping his hips forward sharply enough to pull a strangled cry from Des’ throat. “Only mine.” 28

“Yes…” Des arched beneath him, lifting his legs and locking his ankles around Lanier’s waist. “Move faster in me, harder. Please, Lani, please…oh, fuck…” 29

Lanier growled low as he quickened his pace at both his hips and his hand and smiled when he felt Desmond’s body begin to release in his hands. He pulled his hips back and lowered his head, accepting what Desmond offered into his mouth, savoring him before lifting and bringing his mouth to Des’. Desmond kissed him deep, their tongues swirling together as Lanier pushed into him again, his hips moving swiftly as he neared his own climax. 30

“Come inside me, Lanier,” Des whispered into his mouth, his fist gripping Lanier’s hair tight and holding his head in place. “Let me feel you inside me…fuck…that’s it…God, Lani…!” 31

Lanier cried out loudly as his sex released hot jets into Des’ body. He bucked harshly as his body jerked, and then lowered down to kiss Des softly as he began to relax. “You will never be rid of me now, Desmond,” he whispered, lazily pulling his hips back and settling next to Des and sighing heavily. 32

“Good,” Des whispered back. “I want you here forever.” 33

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