Things seemed to have calmed down. Luca felt like the weight of the world had finally lifted off his shoulders and he felt light and free, with nothing left to hide. I mean, he hadn't told him everything that had happened, but Elijah now knew about his... about his libido that had arisen in Elijah's absence and that now seemed to be more active than ever.

He thought he had made himself clear, didn't he? After all, he had shouted it to whoever would listen. Honestly, Luca was happy that after hearing all those things Elijah was still by his side, at the moment, under the covers with him, hugging him around the waist and shoulders, keeping them glued to each other. His buttocks still hurt and his eyes were swollen from crying so much. Don't get him wrong, he would be on his knees if that would make things better, Elijah just wasn't in the mood. Elijah had taken off the rest of the clothes they were wearing and lay down next to Luca on the bed, hugging him and closing his eyes afterwards. And Luca, how had he been? Still aroused, even with the pain of the spanking and the humiliation of the confessions, trying to stay still in Elijah's arms.

For long hours he tried to do just that, obeying Elijah's will. But no matter how hard he tried, he opened and closed his eyes from time to time, watching the hours pass slowly and torturously, the sky changing from dark shades to slightly lighter ones.

He couldn't take it anymore! Touching the hand around his chest, Luca struggled and tried not to wake Elijah, however, the grip around him tightened, Elijah's arms pulling him back against his strong chest.

“Where do you think you're going?”

“I need… hm…”

“Do you need?”

Luca wanted to die, but before that could happen, he took one of the hands on his body and brought it to his groin.

“I see,” Elijah murmured, getting closer.

It was all right, because Luca finally got what he wanted. Elijah covered his entire groin, engulfing his member and slowly massaged, balls and cock, squeezing him so well that in less than a minute he was erect, as if the previous conversation and the spanking had never happened. That felt so good... why did it feel so good? Was it because Elijah was touching him? Was it something more emotional than physical? Or was it the intimacy of the middle of the night making him feel light and carefree, but so vulnerable that he wanted to hide under Elijah's body?

“What do you need?” Elijah whispered against his neck, his voice husky with sleep.

“Can you… can you fuck me?“ Was he being clear enough this time?

“You just had to ask.”

He groaned in frustration and buried his face in the pillow, anxious and feeling the humiliation of having to ask for something, like a needy little boy, the embarrassment running down his neck in the form of a blush that heated him from head to toe. The good thing about this is that his request was finally granted.

Elijah leaned him forward a little, opened his legs and Luca immediately felt wet digits gently and unhurriedly brush against his entrance. 

Oh... Luca didn't know that this gesture could be so relaxing and pleasurable, massaging around long enough for the hole to open and allow Elijah's fingers to penetrate it, easily and without difficulty, opening it so carefully that he found himself lying with his ass up and moaning with three fingers inside him. Luca barely felt when Elijah lay on top of his body, a slight discomfort that immediately gave way to pleasure when the head of Elijah's cock came into contact with his entrance, penetrating him with a light pressure, making him open like a blooming flower, but it was when Elijah forced himself a little deeper inside, letting the weight of his body help the sliding that Luca really moaned, like he had never moaned in his life, seeing stars.

“Am I hurting you? Where does it hurt? Am I going too fast?”

Luca stopped breathing for a moment, too many sensations at once frying his brain. He… he didn't know, he was too relaxed to determine if it was pure pleasure, if there was pain in between, or if he needed a break; Luca could barely lift his head from the pillow, let alone understand anything other than the need to cum.

“Baby.” Elijah sighed, finally leaning against his back, keeping his hips still, panting. “I need you.”

“Hm.“ Luca thought he had moaned, that he was about to cum. This couldn't be normal. It couldn't.

“Talk to me.”

Then, Elijah settled in better and that slight friction inside him was enough to make him moan, squeezing his member inside him so nicely that Elijah pulled his hair, a clear warning for Luca to behave.

“Eli!”

Elijah stopped again, trying to catch his breath, and Luca melted once more into the bed, searching for the right words to say what he needed.

“Eli, I… I need… I need…”

“Let's do it like this, when you don't know what to say and want to continue, say "thank you". When it feels good and you still want to stop, say "please".”

“What if… what if I don’t like it?”

“Say stop and I will stop.”

It seemed easy enough, so why was he still so doubtful? This was the moment Luca tended to call it quits. It was so intense that Luca couldn't keep going, even when he was using his favorite vibrator. The truth was, Luca didn't want to stop, he wanted to keep going and see where this would go. Maybe if he allowed Elijah to move and hold him against the bed, just like Elijah was doing, Luca could finish.

“So?“ Elijah murmured against his ear, holding him firmly by the hair and waist.

“I… okay… thank you.”

“That's my boy. All polite and obedient.”

Luca… Luca wouldn't let those words make him feel any more on the edge than he already was. But when Elijah stroked his hair and pulled it, saying a quick "Good boy", Luca couldn't ignore the reaction it caused in him. He buried his face in the pillow as a groan was torn from him and Elijah finally decided to move.

That night, nothing was going as he expected, and instead of Elijah fucking him fast and hard, he felt Elijah first rotate his hips, grinding inside him, and then Elijah pushed himself back, slowly and deliciously, and penetrated him again even slower, making him arch his spine and moan for a long time, like he had never moaned before, leaving no room for any other thought.

“Hmm,” Elijah murmured hoarsely, increasing his speed and depth as Luca’s moans grew louder. “I knew you’d be perfect. All soft and sweet. The perfect fit.”

“ I… I… ah!”

“ Hm?”

“Thank you!”

Luca thought he had screamed, that he had writhed so much that he felt Elijah grab him by the back of the neck and force his head back onto the pillow, telling him to breathe. But Luca couldn't, Elijah had hit something inside him that made him black out for a moment; Luca was cumming and cumming, every time his cock shot out, a jolt of electricity shot through his body, and Elijah was still inside him, hard and throbbing, so hot that Luca didn't know how he hadn't been burned.

“It's okay, darling. I'll take care of you.”

Luca felt fingers against his groin and on his member, touching him gently. He moaned again, thinking he was going to die, feeling his orgasm extending until he couldn't take it anymore:

“Please!” Then he cried out once more, tears forcing themselves out of his eyes, choked with pleasure: “Please!”

“Good boy.“ Elijah moaned in his ear, his voice firm and low, feeling Elijah's hips go as deep as possible and cum inside him, like Luca had never allowed anyone before.

Extra

Extra Chapter for Patreon (Elijah POV from the last Sex Scene) - I was going to release this version as an original on Patreon, but I decided to put it here as well. A very short extra

Elijah admitted that he wasn't being fair to Luca. It wasn't planned at all, he hadn't even thought about having sex with Luca so soon. One moment, Luca was all excited and the next, he was pushing him away, as he had done a thousand times before everything went to hell. But this time... this time Elijah had decided to do exactly what Luca was doing to him. It was a last minute decision motivated by frustration and desperation. If he could make Luca feel the way he felt, Luca would stop torturing him, wouldn't he?

First, he tried to take it slow and unhurried, strolling around the city and stopping at Luca's favorite ice cream shop, then he took Luca home, kissing him only when they had privacy. Elijah swore he didn't intend to do more than kiss Luca and have a quiet night, the problem appeared when Luca kissed him back, all needy, and turned his back, rubbing that perky little ass against his crotch.

There went his self-control down the drain. Luca smelled so good that Elijah had to kiss that soft skin, nibbling on Luca's neck and nape until he found his bitten, reddened mouth, losing himself in it. He unbuttoned the buttons on Luca's shirt and then his own to find soft, hairless skin, a flat stomach and erect, pointy nipples, forcing him to play with them for a long time. Elijah simply couldn't stop touching him, listening to the gasping little moans, Luca curling against him until well... you can imagine, Luca tensed up and Elijah was forced to stop, trying to reason in the midst of the dense fog of excitement that ran through his brain. He tried to talk and tried to calm down, but that irritation kept climbing up his spine. He wouldn't accept being made a fool of again.

Elijah didn't think twice, he threw Luca on the bed, pinned him against it, and held his hands above his head, where Luca couldn't use them to distract him. Which seemed like a mistake, even though the confession and half-truths had spilled from Luca's lips like a waterfall.

Now, how did he know Luca was lying? Luca looked away and tried to pull away in an attempt to escape. Luca didn't even realize what he was doing, still not wanting to look at him. Because that was what happened when Luca felt he couldn't tell the truth, he lied, tried to distract him or run away, like he had done two years ago and like he had done since they were kids; when the world got too much for Luca to handle, he hid, and it was always up to Elijah to find him and make him face reality. Everything was fine when Luca ran away from the rest of the world, but when things were between them? Who would go after Luca to make sure everything was okay?

Honestly? He didn't want to hear any of that. He didn't want to know who had made Luca decide to want sex or who had traumatized him to the point that Luca had closed himself off so much that Elijah was forced to get the truth out of the one person who had never needed to have secrets. Elijah was so tired that... he just decided to walk away, watching him cry on the bed as if he had offended Luca's dead mother.

It was too much for him when Luca said “You don’t love me anymore?”. How could he not love him? A few boys and sexual escapades wouldn’t be enough to destroy an entire decade of dedication and commitment. However, the worst of all was hearing “I just… I don’t like being tied up and…” Another sob, “It was horrible when he tried… tried to penetrate me and…”, do you know why it was horrible to hear that? Luca was lying again! It was morning and his face was so… so… excited! In a mixture of pleasure and shame so great that nothing Luca said at that moment Elijah would be able to believe.

Unfortunately, Elijah didn't have many options. He took a deep breath and said the only correct and rational thing he could, trying to calm Luca down, which seemed to make things worse. Desperate, Luca crawled to his side of the bed and straddled his lap, right on top of his erection and looked at him with those eyes full of crocodile tears that excited him more than worried him, although the anxious and distressed way Luca acted was a more accurate indicator of what was going on in the mind of his sweet and no longer innocent little boy.

He was trying to do the right thing, wasn't he? But it seemed like Luca didn't want that. With them it was all or nothing, Luca's next line just made it all clearer: “I want you to touch me! I want you to fuck me until I can't walk, but… it hurt so much! I don't want it to hurt. I want only you to touch me! Only you can kiss me! Only you!” and who was he to deny what his dramatic and manipulative baby wanted? He couldn't blame Luca when the boy had learned from the best. Not that Luca was fooling anyone here, but if that was what Luca needed to say what was holding back, he would make Luca's wish come true; which resulted in something Elijah could never have predicted: spankings, screams and confessions that this time came out much more sincere, although he had the impression that Luca was still keeping things inside his chest.

Well, Elijah wasn't worried. He would get every single one of those little secrets Luca thought he could keep from him. Not because he wanted to know, but because Luca looked so relieved as every single word escaped his mouth that he knew their relationship would never be perfect until Luca confessed everything to him, just like it always had been. He admitted he wasn't ready for what came next and he admitted he wanted to make Luca suffer a little, which wasn't even close to what Luca had done to him, even if spanking that tight little ass had been effective. Now he understood why Luca had avoided sex for so long, the little boy was so sensitive that within a few touches he was moaning like he was about to die and so tight that Elijah finally believed Luca when he said he was a virgin. Elijah was patient and careful making him relax so he could... well, do his best not to cum as he slid inside that tight, hot channel.

From that moment on, things went fast. Luca could only moan and barely finish what he said, panting and whimpering, sprawled on the bed. Not that he was any better, he grabbed Luca's hair, keeping him in place when he felt Luca shudder from head to toe, almost throwing him off the bed. Elijah hadn't been able to move much, trying to think of Luca's comfort, but it had been enough. A few moments later it was his turn, cumming deep inside the most important person in his life.