Ares' POV

"What did you say?" I ask Thomas, my heart thudding in my chest wildly. I was sure I knew what he was going to say, the way his eyes got all glossy when he looked at me. I thought we were on the same mental track but never did I ever expect the words that came out of his mouth.

"No. No." He says shaking his head while he stares at me with a dazed look. I'm sweating bullets at the admission I made but there's no going back now. "Fuck what I said, what did you say?" He asks me and I think about denying it, but I'm not scared of dying, why should I be scared of devoting my love to my lover. I'm not. At least that's what I keep telling myself.

"I said, I love you." I tell him quietly, the words falling into my lap instead of his ear, but with his hearing, of course he's able to catch the words before they land. His hand comes into view and he lifts my head so that I'm looking at him and to my surprise there's tears on his eyes.

"Say it again." He whispers, his voice thick as he searches my face and my eyes and I smile softly when I realize that he's trying to make sure I mean it. He's trying to make sure I love him without a shadow of a doubt before he gets his hopes up. I grab his hand in mine and bring it to my lips for a soft kiss.

      "Thomas you are the best thing that's ever happened to me in my life. You taught me that there is such thing as love and even though it's not easy, it's still something we should fight for. You're smart and kind and soft and sarcastic and the funniest asshole I ever met and I wouldn't change anything about you for the world. I've known I was in love with you for weeks now. I whisper it while you're sleeping, while you're cooking, just sitting there in the sun. I love you, kitten, and I hope I get to spend forever with you."

     Thomas is crying as I declare my love to him and his eyes are getting that look that I've seen so many times before he's throwing himself in my arms sending me toppling over until I'm flat on my back with Thomas crying above me. "I love you, too." He sobs into my chest and my whole world finally clicks together as the words leave his lips.

    This perfect man, with his shy freckles and bratty attitude and perfect cuddles loves me back. He's mine.

       "Please say it again." He whispers to me and I flip us over softly so that he's laying below me, his eyes staring up at me in awe and love as I hover over him. One of my hands come up to dry his face with my fingers before I'm leaning down to kiss him softly on the lips in a peck.

     "I love you." I tell him afterwards. Diving back down to kiss his cheek. "I love you." My nose dips down into his neck to caress his special spot slowly and he shivers against the bed. "I love you." I tell him once more and his arms come up to wrap around my body and pull me down to lay on his soft body.

      "I love you." He whispers against my lips and I can't help the smile that shapes my face at the words. Looking back, I can't believe how scared I was to tell my beautiful kitten how much I love him. How much I worship the ground he walks on. I slowly let my lips begin to dance with his, the choreography soft and slow as we get to know a side of each other that was closed off before. My hands begin to roam and land on his soft hips as my cock begins to fill beneath my pants, straining against the fabric to get to Thomas.

      His hands start to travel as well, one coming up to grip my hair and the other coming around to trace my stomach in between us making my abs flex at the feeling. Sparks are traveling up and down my spine at the way he's caressing me and hypnotizing me with his body. I feel his hand lower to grab my dick and I groan, thrusting myself into his hand before I halt my movements.

     I lift my head so I can stare him in his eyes, my gaze searching as I question him. "Did you mean it? Do you want this?" I ask him, trying not to get my hopes up just for him to change his mind. It's about more than just getting the opportunity to fuck, it's letting me know that he trusts me enough to tie his life with mine and to take control of his body in a way that he's never let anyone do before. And as soft and sappy as it sounds, this moment, this day means more to me than almost any that have come before.

     "I want you. I want us to Mark each other. I love you and I want to be with you for as long as you can put up with my attitude." He tells me with a small cocky smile and it doesn't mess up the mood at all, just fits it perfectly, reminding me of one of the many reasons my little bundle of snow and fire holds my heart.

       Letting his words wash over me, I lower my head once more, just as soft as before, allowing my hands to roam more freely, sliding under Thomas' shirt to feel his creamy silk skin beneath my callused hands. He breathes a moan into my mouth and I savor it as our bodes softly begin to grind against each other. There's no rush, no aggression, nothing but pure love and adoration in our movements as we vow to learn each other's bodies.

     Letting my fingers slide further up his shirt, I let the fabric follow until his chest and stomach are exposed to me. I let my body slide down his until my lips are able to find one of his soft pink nipples and say hello to it with my tongue. My wet muscle snakes out to glide against the sensitive nub and I listen to the noises he makes, his soft breaths of pleasure, the sweet gasps as I awaken his body.

     I alternate between his taunt nipples until his peaks are tight and swollen, the smallest blow against them making Thomas squirm and moan.  I let my mouth trail down his stomach, kissing, licking and sucking down his body until he's covered in a series of love bites and markings that claim this body as mine and only mine. And I need him to say it.

     "Tell me whose you are." I say against his hip where my tongue is tracing along the band of his pants making him shiver above me.

      "Yours." He whispers and I look up to see him watching me, his eyes hooded and dazed, his tongue sneaking out to flick across his bottom lip. Finally getting tired of the amount of clothes that separate us, I sit up and help Thomas out of the garment that's bunched up around his chest, his body sitting up, allowing me to pull it over his head before he lays back down.

      Before I can move downward, my kitten reaches out his hand to trace my abdomen with the tip of his finger, starting from my collar bone before he allows it to glide down my body. His touch is feather light as he outlines the dips and curves on my stomach and chest making my breath hitch as I follow the finger with my eyes, my cock jumping in my pants in excitement. I raise my eyes from my own body to his face and marvel at how beautiful he looks laying there, the moonlight shining through the huge windows to make his freckled pale skin glow.

      "You're perfect." I whisper, the works falling out from my lips to land in his ears and he looks up at me through his lashes making my body shiver in need.

      "Only for you." He tells me and the obvious submission to me makes my body tight and hot with arousal making me pull back out of his reach and raise myself off his body to helps him remove the offensive pants from around his hips, smirking when his erection springs out without the constraints of any underwear.

      "Hopeful were we?" I ask him, glancing up at him as I pull his pants down his long toned legs and throwing them aside. He shakes his head no as I remove myself off the bed.

     "Terrified." He tells me softly and I can't help but laugh as I go to the small bag that lays unpacked by the dresser. I bend down and shuffle through it until I find what I need: a bottle of lube. I stand back up and make my way towards my sweet kitten sprawled out sexily for me, his head turned as he watches me. I throw the bottle on the bed and keeping my eyes on him, I begin to remove my own sweats from my body, letting them pool around my feet before I'm stepping out of them.  

      Instead of claiming my spot on top of Thomas immediately, I stand there, just out of reach as I bring my hand up and begin to slowly stroke my cock, his eyes following every movement. I watch as his own dick swells until it's straining and flexing against his stomach to get to me. The feeling of my hand on my throbbing erection makes me moan low in my throat and the noise makes Thomas squirm and finally begin to beg.

"Please. Zack I need you. I need to be yours tonight." He tells me and the words are so unexpected that my eyes flash red in complete arousal and in seconds, I'm atop of my Lock, my erection throbbing against his hip as I stare into his eyes.

"Are you sure?" I ask him one last time, not sure how much it would hurt if he changed his kind suddenly but I see no doubt as he smiles softly and cups my cheek in his hand.

"I love you." Is his only answer and I take it, finally letting myself give into the pull so I can finally finally claim my sweet little spitfire as mine for good.

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I don't know why you guys didn't think Thomas would say it back lmfaooo. I don't know if I'll post another chapter of this today, I'm trying to finish Forbidden.

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