It wasn’t like he was proposing or anything, but damn it if hearing those words come from his lips didn’t make me fucking giddy. The biggest smile pulled at my cheeks, I threw my arms around Markus’s neck and hugged him.

“I love you too, Markus.” I answered confidently. Of course I love Markus, how could I not? He’s my world. And he makes me feel a safeness I’ve never felt before. I almost felt like crying from joy because I was so happy he actually loves me.

I felt his hands reach around to my ass, he gently pulled the plug out, then freed his erection while using a generous amount of his saliva make him slick, before finally lifting me up, guiding my legs around his hips, and sliding his entire length deep into my hole. We moaned in unison.

“Sorry. I know I was meant to make you a mess, but hearing you say that you love me… made me lose control. I want to make love to you all night long. In my bed, not in the dungeon.” He told me. I couldn’t explain the feelings I felt right now. All I knew was that I finally felt a weird sense of peace in my heart. It felt right. This felt right.

“I want you to make love to me.” I whispered back, confirming to him that I felt the same.

Without slipping out of me, and without tripping over anything, Markus managed to carry both of us to his bedroom. I think he was lucky he didn’t have to climb any stairs to get to his room from where we were. I think if this was a dungeon kind of day, he’d probably have to put me down, not to risk injury to either one of us trying to get down the stairs. I bounced with each step, letting out soft pleased noises at the pleasure I was experiencing.

In his room, he gently set me down on his bed. I gave a small whine at the loss of contact from him, but watched happily as he undressed himself in front of me. He made quick work of discarding his clothing haphazardly on the floor, before climbing back on top of me.

“Not to sound overly cheesy, but I’m weirdly nervous like it’s my first time all over again.” Markus admitted with a boyish grin.

“I’m always nervous like that. But I think that’s just because every time we do it, you teach me something new. Which isn’t hard to do considering you’re my first for pretty much everything.” I answered back. That earned me a variety of emotions from Markus. I could see in his face that at hearing me say that, he was happy, but then suddenly he glowered, before schooling his expression to one that wasn’t upset looking. “Um… did I say something wrong?” I asked nervously.

“No, baby. You didn’t say or do anything wrong. Let’s just talk about that later, and not ruin this mood right now. I desperately want to show your body every bit of love it deserves.” He told me. I was incredibly curious as to what could have upset him, but I was also desperate, in this moment, for him to turn me into a mess.

“Make love to me, Papà.” I whispered to him. He kissed me passionately, much like the kiss we shared in the foyer minutes ago.

Markus began kissing down my body, slowly moving his body backward as he went further and further down. Once he reached my still lace covered erection, he pulled the fabric aside, and devoured it to the base. I gasped and arched into the warmth of his mouth. My legs squeezed closed with his head between my thighs. He maneuvered my legs to drape over his shoulders, and reached up to play with my lace coved nipples. The wetness of his hot mouth felt incredible on me. And the warmth of his hands on my chest made me feel a continued sense of safeness. I couldn’t explain why I felt so safe, but I think a lot of it had to do with the warmth he gave me.

“I’m gonna cum!” I moaned out, letting my hand tangle into his hair.

I couldn’t help it when my hips bucked trying to reach my orgasm, and luckily, Markus didn’t seem to mind that I did that. He continued on as I bucked, adjusting his rhythm to meet mine. Oh it felt amazing.

“Oh!” I cried out as I came closer. “God, yes!” I held Markus’s head from moving as my release ripped through me.

My body collapsed back into the bed, but I knew we were far from finished. When the stream of cum stopped flowing out, Markus made an audible swallowing sound, before moving his mouth, and fingers to my hole.

He’d already been inside me, why was he doing this now?! I didn’t want his fingers, I want his cock deep inside me. But the pleasure I was feeling made it next to impossible for me to move so that I could get what I really wanted. I let out a loud gasp as Markus sucked my balls into his mouth and rolled his tongue around them.

“Oh my god!” I moaned. My cock was already hardening back up.

“I love how responsive you are.” Markus’s voice was deep with desire. I could hear it in his voice how much he wanted to be back inside me.

“Papà, please…” I half whined half moaned.

“I know baby, I know what you want.” He was smirking knowingly at me.

He sat up on his knees between my legs, which were draped over his thighs now, lined himself up, and finally… Oh god, finally… he was back inside me. When he finished pushing his length all the way in, he leaned over my body, putting us face to face. I was already half way to that mess he’d promised to make me – even if that was no longer the plan, he was so good at making a mess of me. As he began thrusting, he also began kissing my cheek, and neck, nibbling softly on the crook of my neck. His thrusting picked up in speed. I wrapped my arms around to his back and dug my nails into his skin. I didn’t have very long nails, I kept them trimmed short, but they were long enough to be useful. Long enough to scratch Markus’s back as I lost myself in pleasure.

“Fuck baby, I love it when you scratch.” His deep voice wasn’t more than a whisper in my ear. I wanted to say something, but I couldn’t articulate the words to tell him how good he was making me feel. So, instead, I waited until his face was back at mine and kissed him as passionately as I could. My hands moving up to the back of his head, and tangling back into his hair. The passionate kiss became a messy, wet kiss, and I loved every second of it.

“I love you.” Markus whispered against my lips. Now that was something I knew I could say.

“I love you too!” I moaned as his slammed inside me one last time releasing all of his spunk inside me. Pulling out my second orgasm at the same time.

Markus grunted softly in my ear while his cock throbbed as every last drop squeezed out of him. He pulled out, and I could feel his cum dripping out of me. I wasn’t quite ready to be done just yet, but I knew Markus would need a little more time to be ready for round two. Or at least I thought he would. I was quickly proven wrong when he began stripping me of my lingerie, one article at a time as he sensually kissed every inch of newly exposed skin. I moaned each time he nipped at my skin.

I was already hard again myself, surprising even myself at my own stamina. Markus easily slipped me out of the last piece of my ensemble, then he nipped and sucked at each of my nipples. I let out yet another moan, but this time my voice was drowned out but the unfortunate timing of the doorbell ringing loudly throughout the house. My moan quickly turned into a groan of annoyance.

“Ignore it, please?” I whined angerly at the mystery person at the front door.

“Anything for –” Markus was interrupted by another ring of the doorbell. Only this time it was that ringing that was nonstop and rude. Like the other person was in a rush, and the home owner had to drop everything to be at the beck and call.

We both sighed in contempt. I rolled my eyes. We both knew we wouldn’t be able to finish this with that damn bell ringing like that. Markus rolled off the bed, told me to stay put and that he’d be right back. Except he barely made it to the door when he rushed back to me.

“Hey, so I don’t know why he’s here, I obviously did not invite him, but it’s Dominic. I don’t know what I should do in this situation, because of what’s going on with you, and I don’t want to do anything to upset you.” Markus looked very genuinely worried.

I sat up, my body immediately going rigid at the mention of Dominic’s name. Again, it wasn’t Dominic himself that I had any problems with, but knowing he was the mirror image of my harasser from high school… and not knowing why he looked so damn similar… that scared me. So many things ran through my head when I thought about it. Was he somehow related to him? How? This was a different town in a different state, over a thousand miles away… how could I have randomly chanced upon a relative of his?!

Apparently Markus notice the slight panic in my face, because he wrapped me into his arms and held me close. I was nearly vibrating I was shaken up so much by this.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know-“

“Shh, you have nothing to apologize for baby. Let me go send him away okay. I’ll be right back and I will hold you until you feel better.” Markus comforted me and kissed my forehead. I gave a shaky nod of my head.

I heard the front door open, “Now really is not a good time. You could have just sent a text instead of coming all the way to my home.” Markus’s voice sound annoyed.

“I’m really sorry, but I’m actually here to talk to Owen. Roy let it slip he was staying here tonight, and I just wanted to clear the air. I really didn’t mean to spook him and make him question your guys relationship. I just want to be able to tell him I’m sorry for the way things appeared. I actually do feel really bad about it.”  Dominic’s voice sounded sincere, but I couldn’t see his face so I wasn’t entirely sure.

“You can’t see him. We’ve already talked it out. I explained what that was about, without divulging any of your personal information. We figured it out already. Though I appreciate that you wanted to apologize.” Markus told him.

“I can’t see him? Markus I’m not trying to fuck him, I just want to apologize for the confusion I caused. You know I’m on this whole redemption path, I just feel terrible for the way things looked to him. Are you seriously going to keep him hidden away?” Dominic asked, surprisingly keeping a light and friendly tone.

“First, watch your language when you’re standing on my doorstep. Second, I’m not hiding him, he just isn’t feeling his best right now, and he isn’t taking any visitors. But I can give him the message. Okay? So I need you to leave now. And please next time call or text before you just show up at my house.” I heard the door close finally.

I hadn’t realized I had started to cry until Markus was by my side wiping stray tears from my cheeks.

“It’s okay, I’m right here Owen. I’ve got you.” He was gentle with me as he pulled my body into his. He’d thrown off his robe before climbing into the bed again, his chest hair was tickling my face as I buried my face into him more. I felt the sort of after sex grossness, but right now, I just wanted to be held like this until I could clear my head again. I think eventually I might have to talk to Dominic, and maybe ask about his family… just for my own sanity.

I don’t know when I dozed off, but when I woke up it was to the savory aroma of food being cooked. I didn’t have to open my eyes to know I was still tightly wrapped in the safety of Markus’s arms. I also felt significantly cleaner than when I been crying earlier.

“Papà?” I whispered, not sure if he was awake or not.

“Yes sweet boy?” His just-woke-up groggy voice was so sexy, I immediately felt heat rush to my cheeks.

“How long have I been sleeping?” I asked, raising my voice just a bit more than a whisper.

Markus lifted one arm and checked his watch, “About three hours. How are you feeling?”

“Better. I’m sorry –”

“Stop. I already told you that you have nothing to apologize for. I’m perfectly happy holding you like this when you need comforting. I know you could hear us talking from in here. Do you want to talk about it?” Markus adjusted us so that we could be face to face now.