The bathroom was thick was thick with steam when Ethan entered it, the sound of the monsoon shower filling his ears as he closed the door behind him. He hadn't heard Connor slink out of bed this morning, it had been the sound of the water in the shower that had finally drawn him out of his slumber. It had only been a couple of weeks since Ethan had laid his cards out on the table but since then the other man had become a permanent fixture in his life. There was no more sneaking out of bed at stupid o'clock in the morning, when he woke up Connor was there, wrapped up in his sheets, arm flung over his head as he slept away the morning peacefully. Ethan didn't realise how much he longed for those moments in the beginning, he had spent hours watching his lover doze, his fingers trailing across the outline of his tattoos. There was something so intimate about watching the other man sleep, all of his vulnerabilities exposed to the world, it created a level of trust for Ethan that he hadn't even begun to fathom and he was honoured to experience it.
He simply watched Connor for a moment. His lover was standing taunt under the steaming hot water, his head tipped back so that the water rained down upon his face. Those gorgeous tattoos of his were on display, stretching across Connor's densely muscled shoulders and and expanding to half way down his toned back. Ethan allowed his gaze to dip lower, to that perfect ass of his. He groaned out loud, a deep husky noise that cause Connor to glance over his shoulder, a mischievous grin on his clean - cut features.
"Enjoying the show?" he teased, his right hand slowly trailing down along the length of his dark treasure trail before delving just a little bit lower.
Ethan said nothing, his dark eyes fixated on Connor's hand as it began to move over his growing cock in long, slow strokes. He could see the restraint in Ethan's features, the way his jaw had clenched just slightly, the proclivity in his expressive eyes, his flared nostrils and heavy breathing. This was Ethan when his control was threadbare and Connor knew just what to do to push the other man over the edge. He arched into his smooth hand, letting out a loud sultry moan as he thrust.
Ethan's restraint broke, he stepped out of those tight black boxers before joining Connor in the shower. His dexterous hands came to rest on Connor's hips guiding him backwards against the wall of the shower before his sensual lips covered Connor, drawing him into an ardent kiss. He responded hungrily, his fingers threading through Ethan's dark hair as his tongue teased the parting of the other man's lips. Ethan's silky arousal brushed against Connor's lightly sending a hum of rampant sparks chasing through his entire body. He groaned into Ethan's mouth at the delirious sensation. The other man's rough hands were already exploring the contours of his muscular form, thumbs tenderly caressing the outline nipples before trailing lower.
His hand wrapped around Connor's rock hard cock, grasping it firmly before he began to stroke it in slow, deliberate strokes.
Fuck, it always felt amazing when he was in Ethan's hands. The other man had a way of making his body come alive in a way that no one else before had or ever would. Ethan's tongue delved into this mouth, deepening the kiss as his fingers glided over that length just that little bit faster.
"Jesus, I want you." Ethan whispered against the corner of his Connor's mouth as he listened to the surgeon's breathing hitch with every single stroke. "I've never wanted anyone the way I want you."
Connor withdrew reluctantly from his lover's expert grasp, his vibrant eyes dark with desire as he spoke.
"Claim me." he uttered simply. "Show me just how much crazy I make you."
He was appealing to Ethan's dominant side, the one that rarely came out to play. Connor knew he was playing with fire but this was all or nothing. He needed every aspect of Ethan, he craved it in a way that was both dangerous and desperate. Having all of Ethan was something he coveted, it was a savage yearning, he wanted to know this man in a way that no one else did.
Ethan grasped Connor's hips turning the other man roughly. Connor's palms coming to rest upon the shower wall as he felt Ethan's chest push up against his back. Ethan's lips grazed the back of his neck, his teeth grazed his lover's left shoulder, nipping him as ground his hips against Connor's firm ass, enjoying the feel of his hard hot length against wet soft flesh. His right hand reached around Connor's hip, gripping his lover's erection once more before his moved in long, sanguine strokes. Connor's head tipped back as he emitted a low, throaty moan.
"You drive me fucking insane." Ethan breathed into his ear, the tip of his leaking dick applying just the slightest bit of pressure. "Can you feel how much I need you right now?"
Connor arched his hips, that torrid pleasure building up inside him as he tried to take Ethan deeper. Ethan drew back slightly causing Connor to hiss at the absence.
"Do you want me?" Ethan whispered, nipping at the lobe of Connor's ear.
"Stop fucking teasing me." Connor panted between clenched teeth, thrusting into Ethan's slow, pumping hand.
Ethan obliged by returning to his original position, his slick cock pressing against that sensitive, puckered flesh before he applied the barest pressure. Connor cried out with ecstasy as his lover began to rock his hips just slightly, sliding just a couple of millimetres deeper each time. Ethan was working him into a slow frenzy, he was almost delirious by the time his lover slide home, burying himself right down to the hilt.
Connor pushed back with a renewed sense of urgency, the euphoria overwhelming him as Ethan began to move in time with the hand that gripped his aching cock. Ethan began to pick up the pace, his raspy groans echoing through the bathroom as he thrust even deeper into his lover.
"You're mine." Ethan's husky voice penetrated the tsunami of pleasure that was building up inside of Connor with every single stroke. "The only person I'll ever fuck, the only man I'll ever love."
It was those words that tipped Connor over the edge. A thousand delicious fireworks exploding beneath his skin as his entire body shuddered. That surge of ecstasy hit him like a freight train as Ethan bit down on his shoulder hard, a guttural groan escaping his lips as he gave one final thrust.
They rode out the orgasm together, Ethan's fingers digging into his hips as he cried out his name like a prayer. It took the two of them a moment to catch their breath before Ethan removed himself from Connor's body reluctantly. His cheek came to rest on Connor's shoulder as his arm encircled his his lover's waist holding him close as their sound of their rapid breathing filled the room. The hot water from the shower still rained down upon the two of them washing away the evidence of their love making.
"You are the only one for me too." Connor said quietly, feeling the thrum of Ethan's rampant heart against his back. He felt Ethan smile against the nape of his neck. "I'm all yours."
