***Elik's POV***

I'm nervous. So many firsts. I just don't want to disappoint.

He wants me. God, he somehow wants ME!

Staring into his hazel eyes, there is no doubt. The thought makes my body ache with lust and love.

My hands tremble erratically as I unbutton his jeans quickly.

Slow down I think to myself.

I begin again, slowly unbuttoning his pants, unzipping the metal manacle. I move my hand across the sculpted v of his beautiful hips. I lower my head and run my tongue down the right side of his dip, then the left, enjoying the reactions of his flesh under my tongue. He shivers, loosely running his fingers thru my hair.

My biceps shake with tiny tremors of emotion. Every trace and plane of Dek is lovely, exquisite. He is an absolute masterpiece.

My mind is so disoriented with feelings. I can't claim enough of Dek. I settle for marking my territory with love bites. I just want, so badly, to pleasure him in every way thinkable.

As I lick his happy trail, his thighs quiver, making my body yearn. I slip my hands around his waist to walk my fingers down the back of his pants. Hooking my hands into his briefs, I remove his underwear and jeans, slowly peeling them away from his skin.

He lifts his body off of the bed before pulling my jeans a little, my legs shimmy them down the rest of the way. I untangle them from my ankles before depositing them on the floor.

I put both my elbows on either side of his head and lower myself on top of him, peeking at the perfection of the creation that lays willingly beneath me.

Hand crafted by God himself, he is spectacular. No inch of his flesh is flawed. He is perfection. Dek is mine. His steel dick is a massive pillar of deliciousness that stands for me, under my touch.

I bring my lips to his in a fit of passion. Moving softly across his thick pale flesh, I kiss him. Every turn makes me more aroused. Nothing can compare to the feeling of his fingers grasping the flesh of my waist.

"So fucking luscious." I whisper against his mouth. His lips form so perfectly with my own.

His hips buck against me. Our arousal is evident in the two titanium poles that make contact with the swirls of our hips.

I sit up, my thighs grip his thighs with my straddle.

I reach down and capture both our shafts in my hand, gripping gently as I rub my hand up and down our lengths.

"God, that feels euphoric." Dek moans excitedly.

The contact of our skin to skin connection is mind blowing. Every stroke causes us both to pulse in desire.

I move down his legs and slide to the edge of the bed, dropping to the floor on my knees. My hands grip his thighs possessively. I pull his fantastic ass to the edge of the bed.

Sitting up on my knees, my tongue dips down to lick the tip of his silken member. The taste of his precum dances across my taste buds causing me to moan. My mouth shamelessly salivates.

He tastes so sweet and salty. I want to milk him empty right here and now.

Wrapping my lips around his throbbing girth, I use my tongue to draw circles down the back of his cock where the thick vein is swollen just begging for release.

My cheeks dip in with the pressure from sucking in his length.

My head turns left to right as I rock my throat around his girth, letting me meet his base without gagging.

His dick jumps continuously in my mouth.

Dek's hands push me further down onto his lap. My tongue wildly caresses his flesh, writing in cursive across his skin.

Jesus, he is yummy. I want to taste his excitement. But, not tonight.

I slurp my way up his wet steel, popping it out of my mouth to kiss his lips.

Standing up, lowering my body back against his, I assault his lips with my kisses. I nibble on the tip of his tongue, sucking it back into my mouth. He explores me with a greedy attack. He sucks on my bottom lip before biting down with aggression.

I yelp in pleasure, shocked at the unexpected dominance he portrays.

"Enter me." He demands. Dek leaves no room for argument. His body demands to be pleased.

"Condom? Lube?" I ask thru broken pants. I attempt to think responsibly through the onslaught of physical and emotional need.

"Unless you plan on leaving me, just fucking make love to me." He orders. Once again, I am at his mercy.

Fuck! His dirty mouth destroys me.

I pull him to the top of the bed. Crawling over him with each foot we cover I position us for this. His legs wrap around my waist, caging me closely to him.

I push my finger into his mouth as he sucks like a vacuum. His saliva drenches my digit. I give him another finger for more lube.

When my fingers are dripping with his natural lubricant, I move them to his entrance. Carefully, I massage his flesh with the tips, lubricating as best I can.

I know my size and, as a virgin, I have no doubt I will bring him pain. That scares me.

I slowly push my finger into his hole. He winceds, catching my attention immediately. I ease back out. Deciding he needs more preparation, I dip my head between his legs to lick his entrance, letting my tongue penetrate him.

He jerks, and moaning for me. I smile at his reactions. I continue to plunge my tongue inside while one of my hands curls around his fingers. Love just radiates thru our contact.

When his hole glistens, I lick my finger before gently entering, pressing down as I gain by small inches. His hips buck.  A surprising growl of pleasure saturates the air. I'm fucking ecstatic that he seems to be enjoying me.

I pump softly until he relaxes. Slipping the second finger in, he tightens around my digits. I wait for him to relax before I pump again, gently scissoring as I move in and out. He whines when I pulled my fingers away, alerting me that he needs more.

I line my head up above his ass and spit down a large bulb of saliva, letting it trickle between his cheeks. I spit again into my hand before swiping it over my slit. Then I enter with my tip.

Breaking thru his tight barrier with ease, I  push a little in then out, stretching his tight flesh in small advances at a time. When I finally enter him fully, I bend down to place a kiss upon his chest. He pulls me towards his lips, kissing me with fiery heat.

"Please fuck me." He begs relentlessly. A chant of desire songs from his lips.

"Yes, baby." I promise as I stroke slowly in and out. The feel of being inside of him is absolute pleasure. God he is tight though. Every stroke makes me want to explode. It's pure ecstasy.

"Does it hurt?" I worry aloud. I haven't been breached so I have to assume it is uncomfortable.

"A little stinging, but I want more of you." He demands hastily. His hands grip the sheet and my side with tense pressure.

I kiss his neck as I hold his thighs in my hand. I begin stroking in and out of him with more strength. His head turns from side to side. I can see his eyes fluttering behind his lids.

Dek grabs my hips as he starts guiding them faster. I am so scared to hurt him. Holding back, trying not to fuck him into the mattress, I try not to cause him any pain.

"Elik, I love you." He groans loudly. Sweat beads across his forehead while his neck strains with the angle he uses to push his head into the pillow.

"I love you sweetheart." I rush out between pants. My breathing is erratic as I try desperately to bring him to his breaking point.

The headboard starts banging against the wall as I find myself impaling my cock into his body. I can't stop at this point. I'm chasing my own high. His breathing ravishes my sanity.

I let go of his thighs and grab his ass, tilting it up so I can get deeper. I just want to feel every space. I want to touch every inch of his tunnel.

"Yes, Baby, there." He cries out. Tears slip down his face.

"I'm close." I whisper. I know I can't last much longer. I feel myself peaking.

"Jesus, fuck I'm gonna explode." He screams. His voice comes out strangled.

I push his hips up and destroy him. All of my restraint is nonexistent. His voice breaks and a guttural moan crashes thru the air. His cum shoots out onto my stomach. The sound and sight rip my climax from me. My stomach tightens as I feel my cum erupt from my satisfied member.

"For the love of everything that's holy." I croon. I shake inside of him.

I never thought it could feel like that. Jesus, he enraptures me.

I remove my softening cock and clean my chest with my shirt.

Picked my Dek up, he wraps his legs around me. I carry him to the shower.

His legs are shaking so I keep him standing by pressing him against the cool tile walls of the shower.

I turn on the hot water before starting to lather his body with soap. I will take care of my love. He is no doubt sore.

After every inch is glistening in cleanliness, I start to wash his hair. Between lathering and massaging I plant kisses along his face. He melts under my lips.

I rinse his hair, tilting his head back to keep the soap out of his eyes. His neck is elongated and waiting for my devotion. I am unable to deny the kisses I lay upon it. Hickeys scatter across his skin.

He moans.

God, how can I need him again.

I shake the stupidity from my mind while holding him up with one arm and my thigh as I hastily scrub my body. He washes my hair. I can't help the purrs that escape from my lips.

I turn the shower off and dry my hair, then my body while still in the shower, wrapping the thick towel around my waist.

I pull Dek off of the wall and dry him the same way. Once his towel is tucked safely over his hips, I walk him towards the bed.

Discarding our wet towels, I lay him under the covers and slip in beside him. He backs into me allowing me to wrap my arms around his waist, kissing his temple.

"Fuck, you are gorgeous." I whisper lovingly.

"You're one to talk." He replies tiredly.

"Ready to sleep?" I question.

"Not really" he confesses. It brings a smile to my lips.

"Wanna talk?" I ask as my fingers run over his flesh.

"Mmmm, for a bit." He croaks sleepily.

"What are your plans for the future?" I ask while I reposition him onto my chest.

"You!" He laughs as if that was a given. I take nothing for granted.

"Well, that's nice to hear." I smile. It's the best thing to hear actually.

"College?" I ask. I don't really know that part of him.

"I'm thinking so." He shrugs carelessly. I get it. It's a big decision.

He draws circles on my abs as I run my fingers thru his thick hair.

"What do you want to study?" I inquire. I'm curious. He is capable of so much.

"Social Sciences, teaching them. I want to give back to the community." He declares with finality.

"You know that you are amazing?" I question. He should know that, because he truly is.

"I just have so much. I really want to sow into others." He admits. I can feel the shrug of his shoulders as he contemplates his choice.

"You are going to do great things." I announce proudly. I have no doubt.

"You are a great cheerleader." He laughs. His body vibrates against my chest. I snuggle him closer.

"I will always encourage you to chase your dreams." I promise. I will. My soul purpose is to encourage this beautiful man.

"Move in with me." He offers abruptly. It takes me by surprise.

"What?" I ask, shocked.

"You have been here every day for the last two months. There really isn't any reason to keep two addresses." He explains with no regret.

"You have two addresses." I retort jokingly.

"Yeah, I need to go check out the other." He informs me. Dek's voice drifts as he makes his statement.

"Road trip?" I ask. My hands continue to plunder his hair. I like touching him.

"Invite all the gang, take a week off and just relax." I clarify. I don't want him to think I was trying to steal him from our friends. I would never.

"That sounds like a great plan." He agrees.

"You gonna answer me?" He smirks up at me.

"Yeah." I say.

"Yeah? You are gonna answer me?" He rolls his eyes. I chuckle. He has an adorable attitude.

"Yeah, I'm gonna answer you. Yes, I will move in with you. But." I start.

"But?" He sits up quickly. I can see the trace of worry as he listens for my qualification.

"But, we are going to redecorate." I laugh. This place needs a facelift.

"Deal!" He smiles. He lays back down, shifting to reclaim his spot in my arms. It's his. Forever.

"God, I would do anything for you, Deklyn." I promise concretely.

"You just have to be here. No more, no less." He whispers. Truth is evident in his proclamation.

"No more, huh?" I ask with a devilish grin. I bet there is more.

Dek slaps the fire out of my chest.

"You know on second thought." He starts. I can hear his amusement.

I pull him into my lips and kiss his sunshiny face.

"You and me, let's set this world ablaze." I offer. It's unequivocally an open ended bargain.

"Yeah, I like the sound of that." He confirmed.

"I was wondering?" He comments.

"What's that my lovely?" I wait. He sounds genuinely curious about whatever he is thinking.

"Do you ever want to get married and have kids?" He requests. I almost laugh but think better of it. That went forward quickly.

I lay quiet for a minute. I'm not thinking about it, I know I would always want a family. I am just quiet for a minute. No real reason.

"I mean like one day. I'm not pushing. I'm just curious." He stutters unsurely.

"Shhhhh, I wasn't thinking like that. I know I want to grow old with you. Kids are part of that for me." I promise.

"Perfect." He sleepily lulls out.

"Yes, perfect." I kiss his lips and tuck him into my chest.

We fall asleep with promises of a future. A perfect future.