Sempiterno VI (AlanxJeff)

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Jeff

I have no idea how we got back to our room. All I know is that after that mutual confession, if it had been difficult to stop kissing and hugging before, it now became almost impossible. The atmosphere was charged with a palpable tension, a latent desire that surrounded us like an invisible cloak.

My back hits the bed and his mouth finds mine again, sliding his tongue in a soft, seductive dance. It's sweet and warm and I feel completely lost in him. His hands are on either side of my head, careful of every movement so as not to touch me with anything but his lips.

The room is bathed in soft light from the lamps, creating dancing shadows on the walls as the air is filled with the heady scent of his skin. The mix of our closeness and the warmth emanating from him makes me feel like I'm floating in a dream. His breathing becomes heavy; I can barely make out his whispers as he scoots a little further down the bed until his lips begin to kiss the base of my throat. I tilt my head back to give him full access because his lips are more than welcome anywhere on me right now.

He kisses me softly and I relax under his hands; those hands that touch me with nothing but love. I respond by dissolving completely into him, allowing my lips to follow his as my hands intertwine with his to match his rhythm. I am completely dedicated to this; willing to experiment because I want to and most of all because I love him.

"I love you," he whispers. The sincerity in his voice echoes in my heart; each word is a thread that weaves our connection even stronger.

The atmosphere feels charged with electricity as our eyes meet again. In that magical moment, the outside world disappears; there are only the two of us. The air is impregnated with the scent of his skin mixed with mine; everything seems perfect and ethereal.

As Alan continues to explore my body with his hot lips and soft hands, I feel each caress awaken something deep within me: a heady mix of passion and tenderness that envelops me like a warm hug on a cold winter night.

One of his hands moves down to my thigh, and slowly makes its way up. When he reaches the top of my thigh, he stops his hand and squeezes hard, as if he's silently asking his fingers not to venture any further. I twist my body beneath him, hoping he'll get the hint that I'm trying to direct his hand to continue to wherever it is I want to go. I don't want him to guess or think for a second that I'm reluctant to go any further. I want him to do whatever it is I want to do because I need him. I need him because I'm feeling greedy all of a sudden and I want us to go through everything together. Let all my first times be with Alan.

He takes my physical cues and places his hand near the inside of my thigh. The anticipation for his touch is enough to make every muscle in my body tense with desire. His lips have finally made their way past the base of my throat and begin to move down towards my chest before he takes a deep breath and returns to my lips. He pulls back just a little, looking up at me as he smiles.

We keep our gazes locked; he gently caresses my face with his fingertips, dragging them over every part of me. He never looks away and keeps his eyes locked on mine, even when he dips his head to plant kisses around the edges of my lips.

The way he looks at me makes me feel... I try to find an adjective to follow up on that thought, but I can't find one that even comes close. He just makes me feel so precious. He's the only person, other than Charlie, who ever really cared about what I wanted; he lets me decide and take control, he makes me want to break out of my barriers and feel the world. He makes me want to be stronger... And just because of that, I let him in and take my heart. But it doesn't feel like enough because I unexpectedly want to give him everything.