Protector (HotchxMaleOC) (Book2)

22.2

Warning: SMUT

*Jacob*

After dinner, Aaron and I moved to the couch just cuddling while watching a movie. Though I will admit I'm not focused on the film. I'm focused on Aaron. 

His breathing. 

His body language. 

His outwardly expressed emotions. 

When he got here his nerves were practically sky high. His muscles tense. He was closed off. Sure we carried a conversation while I made dinner, while we ate dinner. Though no physical intimacy. Normally we're casually bumping shoulders, stealing kisses and other touches. The cuddling we are currently doing is the first physical gesture-intimacy that we've had tonight. But by not drawing attention to the original plan tonight and going with the flow like Aaron asked, he's relaxed a lot since arriving.       

His nerves are diminished (mostly). 

The tension has left his body and he's melted into the couch. Eyes glued to the TV but I'm sure he's got other things going through his head.

His arm around my shoulders gives me a squeeze pulling me closer causing me to turn into him. His hand lightly brushing up and down the exposed skin of my arm. 

A small change in the atmosphere.       

Slowly I rearrange myself so that I'm straddling Aaron, blocking his view of the TV. I cup his face tilting it up towards me while his hands sit loosely on my hips. I bend down hovering my lips over his. 

"Is this okay?" 

"Yeah." He breathed closing the distance. 

The kiss is slow. It does its job of relaxing Aaron even more. This whole thing is going to have to be taken slow not just because it'll be Aaron's first time bottoming, but because it'll require check-ins and distractions to make sure Aaron is okay with it all. With me essentially taking control. Which I feel like is the main reason he's so nervous, relinquishing some of that control. Letting someone take care of him instead of him caring for everyone else. 

I felt Aaron's grip on my hips tighten. So I increased the pressure of the kiss turning it more into a sloppy make-out undulating my hips in a hitching rhythm. It gained a low moan from Aaron along with a little squirming. I kept this up, changing rhythms and speeds until Aaron and I both pulled back to breathe. 

I want Aaron to feel good. 

I want him to know that he's allowed to be cared for. 

I want him to see, to understand, that tonight isn't just about me, but him as well. That we're a team. 

"Would you like to move to the bedroom now?" I questioned testing the waters. 

A couple of heaving breaths from Aaron followed by a shake of his head. 

"Okay." 

Another breath. 

"Would you like to continue what we've been doing?" 

"If you don't mind."      

"Why would I mind? I'm having a makeout session with my hot-as-hell boyfriend." 
The light chuckle I got from Aaron made my heart flutter. My chest warm. If I make this a not-so-serious atmosphere it'll hopefully ease his nerves some more.      

Then I'm capturing his lips again, this time in a much more heated kiss. This time we're both rolling our hips. Our clothed groins pushing into each other. Our cocks straining in their confinements. We keep the rhythm going swallowing each other's moans and groans.