Chapter 28: Danil

Waking up next to Dom had felt like coming home. I thought he would be freaked out finding himself in bed with me. Especially, considering he had a girlfriend, but then he started talking. He was single – admittedly, only by twelve hours, but he was single. Single and in my bed. God, I had wanted to pull him to me and kiss him till we forgot our names. But, just like before, I was not going to push Dom into anything, I wasn't going to risk what we had. It's one of the main reasons that I agreed to go to his therapist's office with him – but I am so glad that I did.

We found a restaurant close to Jeffs office and had taken our time eating. We both knew what Dom had meant when he said ‘show me what I have been missing.' I almost suggested skipping going for food and going straight home. But, I had also known that we needed time together, and it has been nice.

We didn't stay long at Doms parents place; I think he had been too worried about his parents coming home, seeing me and having to explain. He said he would send them a text later and say that he was staying at a friends place. He had, of course, said that it didn't mean he was ashamed of me. Just of his parents.

I had laughed and pulled him to me, wrapping my arms around him and kissing him like I had wanted to that morning. Not caring that I was in his childhood bedroom. I told him straight out that I never had an issue with him not telling his parents, but my issue had been with everyone else. He had said we needed to discuss how we should tell them. That I was never going to be a secret again.

But, now we're home, the tension in the air is so thick we could cut it with a knife. We are both nervous. We both want to do this to reconnect fully, but we're both scared, too, and one of us needs to make the first move. I plan for that to be me, and so, I take a step towards him.

"Dom," I say his name gently.

Dom turns to look at me, and he smiles when he sees that I'm closer than he thought. Reaching out, I run my hand through his hair. Other times I would have pulled him to me, but I am conscious that he is still leaning on his cane. So, I take a step closer and finally lock my lips with his.

Dom's lips are better than I remember. Firm and soft and the best lips that I have ever kissed. I had missed this. Dom opens his mouth at the same time that he wraps his arm around me, dropping his cane on the floor. He's using me as his cane, and I have no objection to that. Dom deepens the kiss, his tongue twisting and dancing with my own. Doing a dance I thought I would never get to do again.

Suddenly, I feel my shirt being pulled out of my jeans and a hand slipping under and resting warm at the base of my back. Dom pulls it forward and rubs it over my dick, which is already straining against my zipper after the kiss.

Dom breaks the kiss and pops the button on my jeans, and in a painfully slow movement, lowers the zipper. He slips his hand inside and I take a deep breath, waiting, the anticipation of Doms warm hand making contact with my dick is too much. But Dom doesn't slip inside my boxers, he, instead, rubs his hand over my covered length. Pre-cum causing a wet spot on my boxers.

Dom keeps rubbing me over my boxers and starts to place kisses on my jaw and neck. Dom has complete control of this situation and I am good with it. My body is his to tease and pleasure as he wills.

Dom continues to place small kisses on my neck before he pushes against me so that he's not leaning on me as much, and places small kisses over my shirt as he sinks to his knees.

"Dom, are you okay to do that?" I ask, my words coming out between breaths.

"Yeah," Is the only reply I get.

Dom opens my jeans further as he pushes them down my legs, tapping my feet in turn, so I raise them. With my jeans off and discarded, Dom reaches behind me, grasping my ass cheeks in his hands. Dom then leans forward and places his nose into my crotch and breathes in deeply.

"I forgot how good you smell here," Dom tells me, and he hooks his fingers into the waistband of my boxers and pulls them down. My cock springs free from the confines of the clothing, and I hear Dom mutter ‘beautiful'.

Dom runs his tongue along the underside of my cock before slipping the head into his mouth, causing me to yelp and grab hold of his head, to stop him moving. Because if he was to start, I would not last very long, and the only place that I am coming tonight is deep within Dom.

When I have steadied my nerves, I lessen the grip on his head and Dom starts moving. Going slowly at first. His tongue runs around the head of my cock as he slips further down. When I hit the back of his throat, he stops. He holds this position before moving up and down my length.

"Oh fuck, Dom!" I exclaim, his mouth feeling exquisite around my length, but I need to tell him that I don't want to come down his throat, not tonight anyway. "Dom. Please. I need to come inside you tonight." I get the words out in one breath.

Dom lets my dick drop from his mouth, looks up at me through his lashes. "Believe me, that is the only place you'll be coming, I just need to introduce myself to your cock again," and takes me back into his mouth. He slides up and down my length a few more times before finally letting it go.

I can feel him trying to get to his feet, and I help him up. Once he's standing in front of me, I pull him back to me and lock our lips together. I can taste myself on his tongue, and I cannot help the moan that escapes me.

When I feel my shirt being pushed off my shoulders, I realize I hadn't even noticed Dom opening my shirt buttons, until I felt his hands on my chest. Dom tries to push my shirt down my arms, but it is stuck at my wrists. I laugh into the kiss, which causes Dom to break it and lean back.

"Sorry," I mumble. "Buttons on my cuffs," I tell him.

Dom listens to what I say and opens the buttons, slips my shirt off, and I am then fully naked in front of Dom, who licks his lips as he looks up and down my body.

"Still gorgeous. Thinner, but still stunning, and mine," Dom says.

"Yours," I confirm. "But…" As I look him up and down.

"But?" Dom asks, sounding concerned.

"You have far too many clothes on. I haven't seen your body for four months. That is far too long," I tell him.

Dom takes a step back and I reach out to support him. His cane is still discarded on the floor.

"I can stand for a few minutes. Ive been working on it," Dom tells me.

Dom pops the button of his own jeans and pushes them down his legs, pooling at his ankles, and I notice that he doesn't kick them away. I am guessing that balancing on one leg still needs some work. But his dick is now free. Long, and thick, and standing to attention, and I want to taste him.

"Danil, my face is up here," Dom states.

"I like what I am looking at," I reply, licking my lips.

"Ahem. Danil."

Forcing my eyes away from the delicious sight of Dom's dick, I look up at his face. His eyes are ablaze with lust and its stunning.

Dom takes hold of the hem of his t-shirt and slowly draws it upward, exposing his chest inch by glorious inch before pulling it off over his head. But as he does so, I see him wobble. I spot the small beads of sweat on his brow. He has been standing for too long.

Stepping forward, I sweep Dom off his feet, causing him to yelp in surprise and his jeans and boxers to finally fall to the floor. Dom's arms go around my neck as I cradle him to my chest with one arm around his back, and my other arm under his legs.

Striding into the bedroom, I place Dom onto the center of the bed and open the drawer of the bedside table. Pulling out a condom and lube, I place them next to Dom. They aren't going to be used anytime soon. My plan is to reacquaint myself with Dom's body inch by inch, till I have him writhing on the bed.

"What's this for?" Dom asks, picking up the condom.

"Well, I didn't want to presume," I say over to him.

"I haven't been with anyone, and you haven't either," Dom replies. "So…" and he throws the condom across the room.

"Fuck," I mumble. That was hot.

"Yes, please," Dom replies.

Climbing up onto the bed, I go over to Dom and cover his body with my own. I grind my cock into his, which causes the most wonderful noises to fall from Dom's lips.

"Is that good?" I ask him, and he just nods his head.

"What do you want?"

"I want you inside me," Dom replies, breathless.

"And I will be, sweetie," I tell him, the pet name falling from my mouth unaided. It causes us both to pause and look at each other before Dom leans up and kisses me.

Dom doesn't deepen the kiss, but rests back down on the pillow, and it's time for me to explore his body. I kiss his jaw, then his throat, then the middle of his pecs. Placing my hands on either side of Dom's body, I support my weight as I place a kiss on his nipple and slip it into my mouth, twirling my tongue around it and pinching it with my teeth. Letting it go, I blow gently and see the goosebumps rise on his skin as a small moan echoes around the room.

Making my way over to his other nipple, via kisses across his chest, I give it the same treatment, causing more noises to fall from Dom's mouth. With his nipples hard, I continue my journey south. Remembering every dip of Dom's body. The hard lines of his muscles.

When I reach Dom's cock, I feel him take a deep breath and hold it. Waiting for the feeling of my mouth around his dick, but I ignore it. Instead, I trail kisses down one leg before making my way up the other. Breathing in the scent of his body. He smells the same as I remember, and its intoxicating.

Only when I feel that his breathing has evened out do I run my tongue up his cock. His back arching off the bed at the sensation, and I wonder if maybe this wasn't a good idea. I wouldn't want to do anything to set back his recovery.

"Oh God," Dom mutters into the room, and if Dom isn't telling me to stop then I am not going to.

I take his cock into my mouth, sliding all the way down until my nose is nestled in his groin, and I breathe in deeply, before finally starting to move. I travel up and down his cock, and I take my time, needing to feel the weight of Dom's dick against my tongue. A weight I never thought I would have the joy of feeling again.

"Danil," Dom breathes out my name in one go, and I can feel his hand in my hair, grabbing it tight.

Letting go of his dick, I trail kisses back up his body before sealing my lips with his and slipping my tongue inside his mouth. Hoping he can taste his precum on my lips.

"You ready?" I ask him, breaking the kiss and looking down at him, and he nods. "Move your legs so your feet are flat on the bed," I state, and Dom readily complies. Picking up the lube bottle, I squirt some onto my fingers.

I angle myself between his legs. I run a finger around his rim, coating it with lube, and I slowly slip it in. Dom is tight, and I know I am going to have to take my time to stretch him. I inch my finger to the first knuckle and pause, giving Dom's body time to adjust before pushing in more. When one finger is fully seated, I begin to slide it in and out, and only when it's moving freely do I start to add another. Again, taking my time. Giving Dom's body time to adjust.

"Danil, I want you," Dom says over me. "Please."

"I need to prep you. You haven't been using your toy. I don't want to hurt you," I say, and I squirt some more lube over my fingers.

"Couldn't use the toy," Dom says in one breath before adding, "Reminded me of you."

A small part of me is almost pleased that Dom hasn't been pleasuring himself with his toy. It makes tonight more special. Dom trusts me with his pleasure, and I am going to make damn sure that he gets it.

I begin to add a third finger, and I feel Dom tense around me.

"Dom, sweetie, I need you to relax for me," I say, and Dom takes a big deep breath and slowly lets it out, and I can feel him relax. "Thank you."

With Dom relaxed, its easier for me to push my fingers in. Dom stretches around them, and I know he's ready. Pulling out my fingers, I pick up the lube bottle. I squirt some into the palm of my hand and rub it all over my dick.

"Ready?" I say over to him as I rest my hands on his knees.

"Yes," Dom says, looking over to me.

I begin to push my dick into Dom, and I moan out in pleasure at the feel of him around me. Even with the prep, Dom is tight and perfect, and I want to relish every glorious second of this man. This man who is mine.

When I'm fully seated, I pause, needing to compose myself. I can already feel the tingle of an orgasm and I have no intention of coming before Dom does. His pleasure ranks higher than mine. When the feeling has ebbed away, I begin to move. Slow and steady at first, just enjoying the sensation of my cock sliding in and out of Dom. But soon its not enough, I need more. I need to feel all of him.

"Roll onto your side, facing the middle," I tell him, as I slide out of him and move out of the way. This is going to be amazing.

Moving up behind him, I slide one arm so it is under his armpit so that I can reach across his chest. With my other hand, I part his ass cheeks and slide back into him, pulling him towards me at the same time. My chest is up against his back. We are connected fully.

I begin to move faster, a layer of sweat appearing over our bodies. Dom's moans become louder with each sharp thrust into his body. He arches his head back into me and I'm able to kiss and suck at his neck, tasting the saltiness of his skin, and it's like an aphrodisiac. It spurs me forward.

"Oh God," Dom moans. He wiggles against my chest and I tighten my grip on him. Making it harder for him to move, increasing his pleasure.

On my next thrust in, I reach over and take hold of his dick. It is harder to move in this position, so I slow it down. Rubbing Dom's dick in time with my thrusts, leaving Dom a shaking wreck in my arms.

On my next thrust into Doms body I move my angle slightly and hit his prostate, causing Dom to arch and scream out my name, but I am not ready for this to end. I had this image in my head of bringing Dom to orgasm like this, our bodies connected, and yes it would be hot, but I need to see his face. I need to watch as I make this man come. I need him on his back again.

"Dom, love, can you move onto your back again?" I ask, detangling myself from him.

Dom remains silent as he moves onto his back, but I can see that he's breathing heavily. Moving so that I am between his legs, I lift one up and rest it on my shoulder, lifting his body enough that I can see him, stretched and open and still ready for me.

I slam back into him, the whole bed shaking, and I hit his prostate for the first time from this angle. Dom closes his eyes as pleasure consumes him. It is quite the sight to behold, knowing that I am able to give this man that much pleasure.

"Dom, look at me," I command, and Dom opens his eyes and looks at me. "Don't close them." Dom nods that he understands, and I increase my pace, never breaking our eye contact.

With each thrust in, I make contact with his prostate. With the next thrust in Dom tenses around me, screaming my name, the extra pressure around my dick causes my own orgasm and I come, filling Dom up.

I collapse on top of him, both of us breathing heavily.

"Was it always this good?" I say to him, but Dom is not able to answer. "I am taking your silence as a yes."

With my cock softened, I carefully slide out of Dom, and see his slight wince of pain. "Sorry."

"So worth it," Dom finally mutters.

"You know, seeing my cum drip out of you has to be one of the sexiest sights on the planet," I tell him.

"You're a beast," Dom says, smiling.

"I'm onna go get a towel to clean us up as well as the bed, then what do you think about a nap?" I ask him.

"A nap sounds good," Dom replies, trying to cover a yawn and failing.

A few minutes later, I walk back into the bedroom with a towel to clean Dom off, after wiping myself down in the bathroom, to find Dom's eyes closed and his breathing even. He's fallen asleep. As carefully as I can so that I don't wake him, I clean him up, but I know that there is no way I am going to be able to get him under the covers. Going to my chest of drawers, I pull open the bottom one, and hidden under some clothes is Dom's blanket.

I had found it when he moved out, and I had tried to throw it away but couldn't. On the hard nights when I couldn't sleep, I would sneak it out of the drawer and hold it like a comforter. It had smelled like Dom, but his smell had long since faded from it. Throwing it over him, I start to tiptoe out of the room but then change my mind. I told him we were going to have a nap together.

Climbing back onto the bed, I maneuver so I am beside Dom. Rolling over on to my side, I pull the blanket over us before I snuggle up close to him, kiss his shoulder, and whisper, "I love you."