Unexpected

Chapter 20

Word count: 1504

Carlos leaned forward, his hands pressing against the tiles. There was no way he could hold himself up like that. There was no way he could keep his balance. But he didn't give a shit. He would just have to rely on Robert being able to hold him.

"You okay?" Robert asked behind him and Carlos felt him putting a hand on his back. "Yes. I just really need you right now! So move your fucking dick." "You're so impatient." Robert laughed, rubbing Carlos' back to get his body to loosen up a little, get rid of the tension in his shoulders.

"When have I ever been known for my patience in the middle of the night?" Carlos breathed and Robert laughed. "As long as you don't turn into a total brat." he said, positioning himself behind Carlos. Suddenly, he was very aware how tiny his shower actually was. He wasn't really able to stand behind Carlos, let alone move to fuck him.

"This is going to be harder than I thought." "I swear to god, I don't give a shit how you fuck me but right now I am harder than you think and I really need you back inside me!" Carlos complained. Robert just rolled his eyes and opened the shower door back up, turning off the water. He pulled Carlos with him out of the shower, making him use the sink to steady himself. Then he pushed his hard length back into him.

This was entirely not what Carlos had expected but he didn't care. He wouldn't dare to complain. He loved this. The way Robert grabbed him a little too rough, holding him in place and pushing his length into him.

Yes, his leg hurting because Robert had grabbed it too hard and it had bruised had sucked. But he also loved it. He loved the pain and the way he had been marked. It was amazing to him.

He was moaning, his eyes hooded. Robert had grabbed his hair with one hand and pulled his head slightly up on it. Carlos was losing his mind. His hands were grabbing onto the sink and he felt his cock twitching so hard that he found it unbelievable that he didn't cum yet.

"God! Robert!" he moaned. "You wanted to be fucked so bad just now. And now you can't take it?" Robert asked and spanked Carlos' ass with the hand he had held his hip with. It took everything in Robert to not start moaning himself. But he wanted to hear Carlos. Watch him while he couldn't comprehend anything he did anymore. Robert pulled his hair a bit stronger, pulling his head upwards. Carlos' face was now clearly visible in the mirror. Robert could see him. Watch him. Adore him.

"God... you are so fucking hot right now." he mumbled, moving his hips faster. He pushed into him so hard that it made Carlos choke on his own breath. Carefully, he let his hand glide around Carlos' cock, starting to pump it. Carlos huffed a laugh, not really able to comprehend the feeling of overstimulation. This was all becoming a lot.

Being pleasured. Seeing himself and Robert in the mirror. The way his entire body was sticky from sweat. And the way he still felt so fucking incredible. He didn't even know how Robert was doing it but he felt loved and save and like he was allowed to enjoy this without having to be scared of what would happen next.

He only realized that he'd finished when he felt his body collapse. Hadn't Robert been there to hold him, he would definitely have fallen to the ground. But Robert was there. Wrapping his arms around him immediately and sinking with him to the ground, onto the soft mat on the floor.

"Whoa, you okay there, buddy?" he asked, pressing a kiss to the temple of the other man. Carlos nodded even though he had no idea if he was actually okay. His view was still a little blurry like the world had just gotten really bright for a moment and he had missed it but still stared right into it. Like staring into the sun as a kid.

It took him a moment to see the cum dripping down on the cabinet underneath the sink.

"Oh." he mumbled.

"Are you sure you are okay, my love?" Robert asked. "I think I passed out there for a second." Carlos breathed, rubbing his hands over his face. Robert just kept holding him close to his body, stroking his hair to calm him down. "It got a little much for you, didn't it?" "Yeah, but it's fine. I promise. I liked it, I just- I don't know, I think I couldn't reach my brain cells anymore."

Robert smirked and pressed another kiss to the temple of his partner. "Do you need me to get you something? Water? Something to eat?" "Did you cum?" Carlos asked and laid his head back against Robert's chest. "Carlos, do you need anything?" "No, I'm okay, I think. I just need to calm down for a moment. I don't know when I passed out from cumming the last time." Carlos laughed and Robert kissed him again.

"Did you cum?" he asked again, turning around to look at Robert. "No, but that's fine. I came already today." "I wanna make you cum. Bet I can make you cum without even needing to suck you off." Robert raised an eyebrow and looked at him questioningly.

"Você quer que eu te toque?" he whispered into his ear, kissing his jaw. "You could be telling me your grocery list right now and I wouldn't complain because it just sounds so fucking hot." Robert breathed, his back leaning against the closed bathroom door. Carlos laughed silently, kissing the other man again. "Beringela..." he whispered, brushing through his partner's hair, pressing another kiss against his temple.

Slowly, he let his hand glide around Robert's cock and started stroking him. "Você soa tão quente..." he mumbled, listening to the moan that followed immediately. Robert let his hand glide into Carlos' hair, grabbing it and holding onto him tightly.

Carlos could not get over how adorable the sounds Robert was making were. He was breathing heavily, making some high pitched sounds. His one arm was wrapped around Carlos' back, the other one was holding onto the washing machine next to them.

"Mal posso esperar pela próxima vez que você colocar seu pênis duro em mim." Carlos mumbled, making his voice sound like a soft moan. Immediately, Robert tipped his head back, hitting it against the door by accident. "Tenha cuidado, meu amor." Carlos mumbled.

Robert just moaned louder and Carlos felt his cock twitch in his hand. Softly, he mumbled sweet nothings in Portuguese in Robert's ear, kept jerking his cock. He let his thumb roll over Robert's tip, kissing his temple and along his jar.

"Posso te dar um chupão?" he mumbled. Robert bit his lower lip and groaned. "Oh fuck... Sorry, I need an answer to that. Can I give you a hickey?" Carlos laughed silently, his hand gliding down to Robert's balls, playing with them and pleasuring Robert more and more.

"Yeah just... out of plain sight." the older man replied. "Sem problemas." Carlos whispered. Robert gasped when Carlos suddenly started sucking on his skin and picked up the pace of pumping his cock at the same time.

Now he was really losing his mind. He grabbed Carlos' hair, pulling on it without meaning to. He held onto him. Moaning, he buried his face in the crook of Carlos' neck.

"Carlos... I'm- I'm gonna..." "Goze para mim." Carlos whispered. And it seemed to work. Robert started moaning even louder, holding onto Carlos even tighter. The white liquid squirted all over Robert's upper body, up to his own face. "Oh... Oh fuck..." he mumbled, his hand cramping a little in the hair of his partner before he let go and collapsed into himself.

"You did good." Carlos whispered into his ear, pressing his lips to Robert's temple. Robert laughed silently, hugging Carlos with one arm to not pull him onto his cum-smeared chest. "We didn't use a condom..." Robert mumbled, suddenly realizing that they hadn't thought of that, somehow.

"Oh. Shit. You're right. Well, looks like we're gonna go see a doctor in the next couple days." Carlos petted Robert's shoulder, putting his head on it shortly after. "Good idea." Robert sighed, scratching the back of his neck.

"Now it's too late anyway, might as well..." Carlos mumbled, letting his finger collect a bit of Robert's cum and licking it off. "What the... Carlos, are you mental?!" "No, but it tastes good." Carlos grinned. Robert shook his head and got up from the floor.

"Come on, we really need to shower. And I'm not getting hard again anyway, so no sex shit." "You seemed to enjoy it just now." Carlos laughed but followed Robert back into the shower anyway.